The Legend of the Defender

[Captain Gas]

Hey, Gassy here. If you're looking for the Journey of the Last of the Bladebearers sequel, congratulations! You've come to the WRONG place. This is a whole different story that has nothing to do with pirating whatsoever. If you don't like no pirating, don't read it. And, no, this is not Harry Potter if you just read the beginning of...the beginning.

Prologue: The Beginning

The sky was black and the stars were shining bright. Bystanders walked by and thought nothing about the sight that they just saw. The rough concrete floor had cracks in it for the lack of repairs to it.

An old man with a white beard and eyeglasses was standing in front of a doorway. He was holding a fragile, wrapped object in his hands. It was not an object, though. It was a newborn child wrapped in gentle fabric. Next to the old man was a young man, probably 19 by the looks of it. He wore a blue hat with stars on it and had brown hair. He wore dark black clothing and was holding a peculiar staff with crystals at the top in his hand.

"Master, who exactly is that?" asked the young boy, apparently speaking to the old man. The old man turned to the young man, still holding the baby. "A talented one. He has the makings of a true wizard that was born to be a master of the arts." He smiled. "And, some day, you will be teaching the young boy when the time comes." Confused, the young man replied back, "But, when will that be?" The old man put his hand on the young man's back. "Quiet, my boy. Do not rush the future. The time will come soon enough."

The old man turned to the doorstep and laid the baby on the mat. The baby started crying and making a ruckus. Some of the lights from the other houses started coming on to see what it was. The old man knew immediately what was to occur. "Reese, the minute that boy becomes 16, you are to hurry to him and take him to the House of Wizards to be initiated as a true wizard." Reese nodded and replied, "But...what about you...?" The old man responded, "Do not worry about me, Reese. The only thing you need worry about is to get that boy to safety when he turns 16." Reluctantly, Reese nodded and looked at the baby.

Reese and the baby caught a last glimpse at the old man before he vanished. Reese looked back at the baby and said, "I'll be back for you...when the time comes."

He, too, vanished and the door opened. "Good grief, Frank! It's a child! Bring him in, he's crying!" said a voice. The other voice, apparently Frank, said, "Coming, dear!" Two people walked to the baby and carried him inside the house and closed the door. The street lamps all flickered off and the lights of all the houses turned off.

The baby was no ordinary baby. One day, he would grow to become a powerful defender of the world and become a hero.

This is the legend of one of the Defenders.