Kaltra - Lone Walker

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Kaltra - The Lone Walker Chapter 1 Part 2

Stealthily, he sneaked to the backdoor. After carefully checking no one was in the house, he took a pin which he found in the trashcan and attempted to pick the lock. After a few moments, he finally picked the lock and broke in, only after beads of perspiration flowed down his tanned face.

He glanced around the house once more, and when fully assured no one was around, he tiptoed across the well decorated living room and into the bedroom. After admiring the glowing stone in his palm for several minutes, he slipped it into his patched up pocket once more and slowly made his way out. Upon reaching the kitchen, the door was suddenly pushed open. "Why isn't the door locked? Dear! Did you forget to lock the door?" shouted, a lady in her forties, towards the door. "Phew, I did remember to lock the door," her husband replied as he exhaustively drop the bags of household items onto the solid marble floor. The old couple started to quarrel, and it became louder and louder.

This was his chance. He quickly hid behind obstacles objecting the couples' view of him. Finally he made it to the door unnoticed, and the couple still fighting over the unlocked door. Quickly, he held onto his pockets and made a run as fast as his legs could carry him towards his house. There, his joy was found again. This time, he felt the precious gem communicating with him, through his mind, giving him visions of warriors displaying a specific art.

He came back to Douga when his father shouted for him," Kaltra, could you help me get the daily papers from the market?" Not hesitating for another second, he readily accept the task and jogged out, in hope of discovering the secrets of the blood red crystal.

Entering the market, he quickly notice the unsual man cloaked in red standing by the famous beggar, Rygan. The jewel in his hands made him have a strong feeling that that man had something to do with it. Making your way there, you suddenly felt a tight pull on your leg, it was the beggar. You dropped a few zynes in order to shake him off fast but the man vanished more rapidly. He left behind a ragged piece of paper, bearing words or symbols of a strange and unknown language. Stuffing it into his other pocket, he quickly make his way around the market, in search of more clues as to what the red blood stone may contain or mean.

After a thorough search, he discovered nothing that has anything to do with it, losing all leads. His only hope was to find that man again. After grabbing that day's paper, he felt a strange warmness in his body which lasted only for a few seconds. While he got his hopes high, nothing happened. He was disappointed.

When he walked home, he felt a sudden burst of energy and began running home with amazing speed. Amazed by that ability, people around stared in awe with mouths open wide. Closing in on his house, he forced a stop but being new to the ability, he crashed into his front door which landed in a fatal fall onto the floor.

Shocked at what happened, his parents quickly grabbed their medicine and applied it gently onto his bruised forehead, arms and legs. After his burst of energy wore off, he fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of trophies after trophies for competitions against others in Douga.

The next morning, the call of a large and black flying creature made him jump from the hard, sandy ground, where he lay. He displayed an extremely surprised face as he began turning in circles to find out where he was. Other than a narrow and sandy path, the rest of the surroundings were covered with trees.

"Yaaak! Yaaak! Yaaa-ere's a boy there! Let's have him for lunch!" The strange language came from a short distance away, above the trees. He dived into the bushes, wishing that the flying giants would not see him. He confirmed that he had the ability to understand the creatures' language after witnessing the large and black creature yakking.

After their yakkings drown in the sound of nature, he carefully made his way towards the what seemed like a small triangular hut, alert in the new environment. Upon reaching the building, he realised it was a temple that is badly damaged and filled with sand and dead creepers all over. Walking into the half red temple, he found that same cloaked man standing in the middle, looking at a symbol. He knew it was the symbol of the Blood Clan although he had never seen it before.

As the cloaked man reveals his identity, Kaltra had a feeling, the man was a member of the Blood Clan. And, most likely also his moment of being one of them and reliving their history.

-Skyblader