• Blade Lad


    I am Blade Lad, Master of the Blade unbeatable in the ways of the blade. The Blade has always been my passion the force behind my work…I watch the Blade as it turns and shifts in the sunlight, the gleam catching off my Blade throwing the light into the dark eyes of my enemies.

    Who were, are my enemies? They are all who try to defeat my purpose in Life…to kill my brother.

    My brother…the man…no boy who destroyed all I cared about; my sisters, my mate and unborn child. He destroyed it all in one fail swoop; they fell at his hand while I stood in shock unable to defend them. I watched each fall and die.

    Kara the eldest of my sisters; sweet carefree free-spirited. The eldest was the one who kept me in check when my temper got the better of me. I can remember her so vividly…gray eyes piercing, a halo of red-gold hair often pulled back in a tangle of curls. Her smile was amazing dazzling. Her voice like wind chimes. I saw her fall first at his hand, her heart pieced with an arrow fletched with the feathers of her pet bird.

    Kira the youngest…so young but so sober. Her mental powers were still young and need to be monitored. She was often found on the roof of our home mediating steeling herself to keep control of her power. She was a pale girl with old aged amethyst eyes and midnight black hair grown out long to her waist…often found with her best friend Michael. She was young and had an amazing future ahead of her as a sorceress…A Mistress of Magic.

    Then there was my soul mate my partner…Maria. No sweeter soul could be found, he eyes where green and her hair was of the finest ruby. Slim and yet so strong. She had a wonderful singing voice and upon my arrival from my work as a Blade Master would sing her song…our song…

    He comes
    He comes from yonder hill
    A blade at his waist and
    Love in his eyes.

    I wait for him
    I wait in our cottage by the sea
    With a hearty meal
    And heart of Love
    I wait for him

    He does not come
    I do not wait
    I cannot wait
    Will he come?
    I shall never find out…


    “I shall never find out…” whispered the man. He held a locket close to his chest as he came up to a door.

    “Brother? Aw yes well if it isn’t my big brother! Welcome!” A man with black hair and cold grey eyes answered the door.

    The older man whipped out a blade, a black curved handle and a silver sheen to the sword. He saw his reflection in the Blade, dark bristling brown hair lay matted over his forehead. The once warm now cold eyes colored blue stared at him. He looked to his brother and held his Blade in a mighty Arc and swept it down.

    “Guhhh,” Blood spurted out of a mouth as the Blade pierced the man’s stomach, “Guhhh…Kira…Kara…Maria?”

    “Sleep brother as your family does.”

    “I am not your brother…”

    “I was never your brother either….”

    His eyes glazed over…for once since the deaths of his loved ones five years pervious he felt…Peaceful.

    “Take…me ho…ho-…home.” His breath fled his body, while his spirit was finally reunited with his family...

    Here lies the man who died to be with the ones he cared for the deepest.
    A Father
    A Husband
    A Brother,
    A Son
    A Master
    A Leader.....
    THE BLADE LAD