Fantasy & Sci-Fi
The Last Warrior Chapter 9
By Jaken Steele
When Janik awoke, the fog had lifted and the sun was
shining. As Janik began to prepare breakfast, his companions began to stir.
Tyran rubbed the sleep from his eyes and spoke, "G'day, you little nose
"Bugger off!" Mylos spat back. "I've just awoke and am in no
mood for your sarcasm you crazy elf."
Janik looked at his brother and as they both broke into a
fit of laughter he spoke, "Some things will never change."
Breakfast was consumed, horses packed and decisions made.
The four began to make the journey west. They traveled all morning and part of
the afternoon in silence. They soon came upon the remains of a destroyed
village. The only reason they knew it had been a village was because of its
size. Everything was burned, broken and unrecognizable except for two men
huddled by a camp fire some distance away. Janik and his friends dismounted and
tethered the horses to what was left of the porch of a house. As they
approached the fire, Janik saw the men were wide-eyed with shock and they had
The two men didn't seem to notice Janik's group. They just
sat there as if they were alone. Suddenly one of them spoke. "There were so
many of them
so many. We tried to fight them. We tried, but
"It's alright, friend." Santo said. "They'll hurt you no
After Mylos healed their wounds, they began to warm up to
the four new friends they made. The six men talked into the night and Janik
found out that the two men were Stefan and Kaylan Kobain of Kobain Castle. They
also had another surprise as Janik soon found out. As they all sat around the
camp fire, Stefan spoke, "The Zahn Horde destroyed or stole everything we had,
except for one thing."
"And what might that be?" Mylos asked.
"This family heirloom." Stefan said as he produced a small
leather pouch. From the pouch he took out a small but brilliantly lit yellow
"By the gods." Mylos said.
Janik smiled as Santo asked, "Might that be what I think it
"If you're thinking that it is a power gem, then you are
correct." Kaylan said.
Santo grabbed at his pack like a man possessed. He reached
in and pulled out a small, black, leather pouch. Without hesitation he poured
the two gems into his hand. Stefan and Kaylan sat wide eyed with amazement.
Santo must have known what the two brothers were thinking because before they
could say a word he spoke. "Castles Randor and Fadder and I almost lost my life
obtaining the damned things." As they all stared into each other's eyes, an
unspeakable bond was formed. The party was now six instead of four. "This,"
Janik thought to himself, "is shaping up to be quite an adventure." The six men
began to bed down for the night.