History of Zeke

History of Zeke1

I was born in Nibilia so I know it like the back of my hand. Inside and out. I was born of a middle class, somewhat wealthy family. My father died when I was seven, he was said to have been killed by a band of thieves. My mother raised me. I was inducted into a fighters guild when I was 15, and left when I was 20. I learned the arts of fighting with many weapons and with none at all. Of all the weapons that I used, I found that the saber was my favorite. I always found it one of the most fun weapons around.  I had been in many battles, but the one that changed my life forever went like this.2

I was walking down the road, and a band of eight came up to me, saying that I was a menace to the Empire, and that I was ordered to be killed. So, like any respectable citizen, I drew my sword and killed the first man with a shot to the stomach. People started backing up and hiding behind stands, and getting out knives in case the fight came in there direction. Seven left, and man was I going to have to act quick. My training would need to come in handy here, because they all looked very well trained. 3

They all had a variety of weapons, from spears, rapiers, and a broad sword. I think a long sword was seen in the crowd. I walked forward, as they split up in an attempt to flank me. There was a small gap between the two groups, and I decided to go for the first guy on the left. I swung high and hit the guy in the throat, and his Adam’s apple hit the ground with a satisfying thud. He had a spear, and I grabbed it in one hand. With the sword in one hand, and the spear in the other I moved back to the middle of the group spinning weapons flat out.  4

I felt a little resistance, knowing that I was hitting people. When I finally got too dizzy and quit, I realized that the men were waiting one me to finish, and that only a couple had been killed. This left me with five people left to kill, and looking like an idiot I panicked. They rushed forward with their weapons, and all I could do was run for the nearest stand and take a shield. I blocked with it and fought back, slashing a man’s stomach out, leaving his entrails lying on the ground. I got to see what he had for lunch, which was a sandwich with some sort of bird, probably chicken. Everything, looks like chicken when it’s mashed up. 5

Either way, I cleaned up the other three, leaving one left. I cut him in the leg, and then in the other leg. He was on his knees now, and then I cut his arm. He dropped his sword and then I put my sword up to his throat looking for information. 6

“Why are you after me?”7

“Honestly, I told you. You are a menace to the Empire and you needed to be dealt with. Look son I didn’t want to try to kill you,” babbled the man. 8

“Son!?!?!?”9

“Yes, you were told as a child that your father died by a band of thieves, but that’s not true. I am your father.”10

“Dad, your supposed to be dead. Why are you really out here then?”11

“Your mother was a prostitute son. You didn’t know that, but one day when I took her back to the castle to romp around, she heard some valuable information that me and the king discussed.”12

“Ah, and so what was this information?”13

“Did she not tell you?”14

“No, of course not. I wouldn’t be asking.”15

“Well then you will never know unless of course you ask the king.”16

“Screw the king, I’ll kill him!!!!” Many people gasped at this and I think someone went to snitch on me. In utter rage I lifted my sword. “tell me!”17

“No!”18

My sword came down and his head separated cleanly form his shoulders. Not too much later maybe a year or so after hanging low, I was confronted by a group of soldiers looking for me. (Zeke’s Defense)19

“Well Raphael that’s my story. What of you?”20

“I don’t have one,” said Raphael. He was still lying on the bed from after our little confrontation. (Zeke vs. Raphael prt1 and 2) 21

“Well then, good night.”22

“Good night.”23

I turned in as the night brought to me darkness and nightmares.24