Inner Power (Ronan Swift)
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Ronan was born in a poor village, where his parents were attacked and killed by bandits when he was just a baby. The bandits took him in as thier own, training him with the sword and shield. Ronan never learned to properly use these weapons correctly. He would swing the blade in a clumsy manner and sometimes he couldnt even pick up a blade. When Ronan was about 10, and endured many years of training, the bandits realized that this boy was useless in a battle and so… they decided to just kill him.
The bandit leader, whos name is not important, came up to Ronan in his tent, sword in hand. "Boy, yer useless. Ya cant swing a blade worth shite and ya nearly killed ol' Charlie last week with yer trainin. Its time ta let ya go. Sorry, thats the way it gotta be," the bandit said as he was raising his sword, ready to strike Ronan.
Ronan yelled, "Please! Give me another chance, I know I can do better." He began to cry.
"Nope. You had yer chances fer about 4 years now. Yer weighin the camp down and I aint lettin ya do that anymore," the bandit replied. Ronan scrambled for a blade and picked it up, getting into a defensive position. The bandit laughed and Ronan began to sob uncontrollably.
"Just ta let ya know... I killed yer parents. Oh yer mother was a hot one! Yer father begged fer his life like a panzy. 'Oh dont kill us please! Blah blah.' I slit yer father's throat and took yer mommy ta my tent... we had a little fun that night, then I slit her throat. Those stories I told ya, were yer parents died of disease was a lie. I killed yer parents, now I git ta kill ya!" The bandit laughed loudly and Ronan dropped the sword, clenching his fists. Blue light began to form in Ronan's hands as his emotions grew. The more Ronan sobbed, the brighter the light became.
The bandit noticed this and his eyes became wide. The light began to blind the bandit and he swung his sword around aimlessly. "You! Who I thought tried to save my parents.. who I thought saved me from disease.. betrayed me. Why? Why!" Ronan began yelling at the top of his lungs. The earth began to shake under Ronan's feet. The bandit fell to the ground, holding his head and yelling in pain.
Ronan pointed at the bandit and the blue light shot from his hands, striking the bandit. The bandit... simply exploded. His remains scattered throughout the tent.
The other bandits in the camp, seeing and hearing this, ran away, thinking a demon had come into thier camp.
Ronan stood there, not knowing what he did, let alone how he did it. Ronan simply took some food and other supplies he found in the camp and ran away, not knowing were he was going.
The 10 year old Ronan began to wander the world, looking for answers on his strange powers. He would soon find, that his powers would be used by evil... (To be continued)
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