Marcus Felder's Stories [Part 1]

[Rivk Zavadsky 700]

    Many years ago there was a family called the Felders that walked these lands proudly and were feared by many people in Oren because of their abilities on the battlefield. I Marcus Felder am the luckiest Felder of all. I survived the mass murdering of them all and the ending of the Super Soldier Era for them.

 

 

  But I will start my story of when I was in my 20s and now I'm in my old 80s... These are the stories about The Holy Oren Empire. If you compared today's Kingdom with the Great Empire, there's a 100 percent chance that the Empire would win. Today I will talk to you how I began my story.

 

 

 

  I stood there infront of the gates waiting for someone to come attend me. I looked up at the banner of the White Rose as it blew in the nightly wind. I looked down and a man walked towards the gate. The man was Lucien one of the high ranking officials of the Order. I asked him if I could join the great Order. He asked me a few questions and I was made an Unoathed. I was then told to follow him and take me to the pits for "Initiation". I went to the center of the fighting pit and there were 4 men that surrounded me. The 4 men were proud soldiers of the White Rose. My brother Rick Felder watched from the stands, studying his monsters because he wanted to be a Marked Men but he couldn't because the Order was disbanded. The men walked towards me and beat me fearlessly to until I was bleeding badly. My brother glared at Arthal Lowedge, a muscular man that had a force of an Orc. Arthal swung the baton at me hard in the temple and it knocked me out until the next day. I woke up and my brother was sitting right by me. He said to me that he would have revenge on Arthal and that he will show everybody that he's the best. The Order was just finishing up breakfeast and set out with their daily Trainings, Teaching, Hunts, and Planning how to fix the upcoming issues of Salvus. I went to the training grounds and saw Rick Felder preparing for the fight. The crowd was filled with Ordermen wondering how Arthal Lowedge will beat the Super Soldier. Whispers were heard about how Rick Felder beat Adeon the Witcher. Adeon the Witcher was a great fighter because he fought things that had more than 2 arms and 2 legs.  Arthal stepped into the ring of sand and laughed. Arthal held out his hand and wanted Rick Felder to shake it. Rick went and started shaking Arthal's hand. Arthal grinned and twisted Rick's arm and flipping him over onto the ground. Arthal went to stomp on Rick's face but Rick blocked it. Arthal backed up and went for the stomp again. Rick was not prepared and his noise was bashed. Blood started to poor all over the sand, Rick Felder groaning in pain. Arthla gave Rick some time to get up. Rick picked up sand and threw it at Arthals face and went to tackle him. Arthal blocked the sand it then kicked Rick in the face as he almost was tackled. Rick eye was bleeding due to the sand of Arthal's boots. Rick was feeling dizzy and fell on the ground. Arthal then went above him and punched him in the head several times. Arthal then sent a final punch to Rick's teeth. I stood up and looked at Rick as he was not moving. His face was torn badly and needed medical attention. Medics rushed to his aid as the crowd stood in shocked after what happened. Rick the Super Soldier was knocked out for a full week. I was damaged by this and wanted to fight Arthal by myself. I did not have the bravery to do so.

 

To be continued.

[leave me alone 995]

poetry

[Heff 2460]

*sheds a tear for the holy Oren empire

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