Author's note: Special thanks to Gabrielle Horahan for her character Eleanor
Chronicle 15: Hopeless
The sun was near setting in the lands of Aklas. The schools had just started to release the children. In the lower-district the kids were released back into reality. They left the safety and ignorance from life of school, and returned to the truth that is reality. As the kids left you could see two boys standing at the top of the wooden steps talking.
"Xerxes are you sure that's what master wanted?" The young boy James stated as he looked at his friend.
"Positive. I trust him not to let me down, even in death." James nodded at him and shrugged.
"Well I guess I'll meet you at the tournament. They said we are supposed to be finishing the semi-finals today." Xerxes nodded and watched as James walked away.
Xerxes then turned and started to run down the steps. He had to make it home and obtain his uniform quickly before he was late. If you ran late for the tournament you were either disqualified or held back for another year. There was near no exceptions.
As he reached the bottom of the steps he ran head first into someone. He was staggered a bit but was otherwise fine. He looked down to see a the girl he had ran into.
She had Dark brown medium length hair and green eyes. She wore the same tattered clothes as most of the people around this area.
"Hey! Watch where you're going!" She screamed at him.
He looked down at her annoyed. She was rather fierce for such a beautiful young lady. He smiled and reached down to help her and said.
"Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." She frowned at him and slapped his hand away.
"Please don't be sorry for me. Go about your way im fine by myself." Xerxes was stung by her words, but wouldn't let it show. She spoke with an air of confidence.
She started to get up, but Xerxes quickly grabbed her under her arm pit and helped her up. She looked at him with a glare that could kill, but he smiled and waved. He started off in the direction back to his house.
As he walked his thoughts turned to the girl. She was rather confident, and didn't seem to believe she needed much help from what she said, but he saw something in her eyes. A pain he didn't recognize, but pain nether the less.
Xerxes reached his home and grabbed his equipment. He placed it in a satchel that he carried upon his back. He started towards the direction of the Rebel Mages Training Grounds.
As Xerxes walked he spotted a rather strange seen.
Three guards were harassing a young trader. She had shoulder length wavy brown hair and blue eyes. She had a flipped up nose and rosy cheeks. Her skin was rather pale. She wore fur armor and had a katana strapped to her back.
"You do not have a permit to sell in this city. It is against the law to sell without the proper paperwork." One of the guards said. This one wore chainmail like the other two, but his face was uncovered unlike the others.
"Hey I'm just delivering these to the market." The girl responded. She looked rather angry at being delayed.
The guard smirked and responded.
"Well if that's so then tell us where is your delivery permit?"
"You took it from me to check!" She was now starting to turn red faced and was steaming with anger. She slowly reached up and grabbed the hilt of her katana. "I am not in the mood."
"Ha! What are you going to do little lady." All three guards drew their blades and started to advance.
Xerxes started to run up to the battle. God this girl is stupid. He summoned up a fireball in his hand and threw it at the middle guard. It slammed into his back and sent him flying.
The man flew forward, but his armor shielded his skin from any major damage. The girl jumped back quickly. The guard on the right of her turned to the new assailant to confront him. The middle one was still on the ground, whilst the one on the left started to attack the girl.
He went in for a slash at her right side, but she was too fast for him. She quickly dodged. She was so fast within a blink of an eye she was behind him and thrust her katana into his back killing him.
While that happened the other charged at Xerxes. He swung his sword in a wide arc above his head and came down upon Xerxes. Xerxes jumped back and quickly launched a spike made entirely of ice into the man's neck. It killed him that instant.
When Xerxes looked back the girl had already dispatched both of her opponets. She now looked around in panic.
"Don't worry." Xerxes said to her. "The civilians down here don't care about a couple dead guards. They'll stick their noses up and keep walking."
The girl looked at him and responded.
"I could have taken them on my own." Xerxes smirked.
"Possibly but I was bored." The girl frowned at him.
"You're hopeless. Can't even let people fight their own battles."
"Whatever, so little girl whats your name." The girl frowned at him and said.
"I am not little I am 13."
"Im 14 so you're little to me. Now tell me what your name is." The girl scowled at him, but responded.
Xerxes starred at the girl. She was only thirteen and could fight like that, and what kind of name was Eleanor?
"Well Eleanor im sure you have business to attend to."
"Yep I might see you later or not whatever."
She started to go back to her cart and get her horse settled again. She started to roll down the street, and Xerxes waved good bye.
"See ya later friend."
"Who said we're friends?"
"I did now move on and get your business done so I can get mine done."
Xerxes turned and walked away. The last thing he heard was the girl whisper hopeless under her breath.