Prologue Chapter 2: Meet The Parents
John threw off his blanket and quickly jumped out of bed. Today was the day he met his friends' parents!
He ran outside to eat breakfast. His mother had already prepared some cooked crab for him. John said it was delicious and carried on with his preparations.
He packed his things: lunch, clothes....and his sword for emergencies. John took a few moments to stare at his blade. He had never paid any mind to the foreign markings on his blade. He had always just admired the blade and not what was on it.
He figured he shouldn't waste his time and finally put his sword into his belt. He said goodbye to his mother and ran outside to meet his friends once again.
James was already standing there with Ben and Joseph. "At least you weren't late again," laughed James. The four friends laughed at this comment until the laughter became silent.
James then said, "Come on, let's meet my father first." The four friends nodded and the other three followed James.
They found themselves at a small shack that looked a little dirty. John was actually disgusted just by the look of it. He decided he shouldn't make a face in front of James, though, so he hid his true feelings about the shack.
The four friends headed inside to take a look. James gave his friends a tour of the house: living room, kitchen, his father's room, and his room. John was surprised all of those rooms could fit in this one small shack.
Then, James's father appeared from the living room. "Ah, boys, you're here! Pleasure to meet you, Ben, Joseph, and John." He shook all of their hands friendly. Even though James's father was friendly, he had an iron grip. John couldn't escape the grasp of the man.
There seemed to be something strange about the man, though. He seemed a lot more interested about John than any of the other boys, even James his own son. It seemed as if the man thought there was something special about John.
John broke the silence and kindly asked Mr. Goldswain his first name. James's father, however, seemed a little scared to say his name. James seemed as if he understood why, too.
John, eager to change the subject, blurted out, "Do you know about the Dark Age?" He quickly covered his mouth. This was something he had learned in school and didn't know if it was appropriate to talk about it outside of school in the house of his friend.
Mr. Goldswain didn't look horrified, though. He simply answered, "Actually, I do know...I was one of the warriors who fought in it. It was a very dark time. I could never forget about it." John gasped that Mr. Goldswain was a warrior from the Dark Age. Mr. Goldswain didn't seem to want to talk more about it, though, so he only changed the subject. "Lunch, anyone?"
Everyone shouted in glee, "Yes, please!" Mr. Goldswain took them to the kitchen to eat and served them roasted chicken. John was surprised. A small and dirty shack such as this may not be beautiful, but the eating is great.
After that, the boys quickly became drowsy and decided to rest for the day. John was still excited. He was going to meet Joseph's father tomorrow and didn't want to have to wait so long.
His mother said goodnight to John and tucked him in his bed. He rolled over and thought about tomorrow as he slowly drifted off to sleep.
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Sorry this one was very late, but real life comes first!
Enjoy the chapters to come!