"Young master.. young master.. wake up". i heard a voice. My mind is still full of my dream about the chocolate fountain, some saliva is dripping from my mouth. I just want to sleep, I'll just go back to sleep like I didn't hear it.
Woosh.
Suddenly I feel a cold blast as cold water was directly poured on my head and upper body. i jump up startled.
"aw aw aw aw, so cold, so cold" i shiver.
Fully awake now, I look glaringly at the man responsible.
"Hee hee, young master, please forgive me, but you just wouldn't wake up" I can swear I almost heard him snickering.
"You! You! ughh! you just wait! I'll let you see!" I point my finger at him fumingly, but that's all I could say in the end.
"Young master, you are now almost 6, you can not continoue to laze around like this." He waves his hand nonchalantly.
"Wash yourself quickly and come with me, your father wants to see you"
Startled, I ask "My father wants to see me? is there something?"
I played alot with my friends yesterday so I overslept. I do this sometimes, it's not a big deal, as my mom leaves me some food to eat whenever I wake up.
"Yes, he wants to see you. just quickly get ready" He motions to me with his hand.
"Why?" I ask
"You'll know when go, so just get ready and come"
I look at him, looks like he won't say.
"Ok, just a moment" I quickly go to the bathroom at the back of the room, brush my teeth, change my sleeping clothes to a decent t-shirt and pants, and then go out.
"Let's go" I say and start moving in front of him.
He looks at me, amused, ruffles my hair, and laughs. "Let's go"
"Where is my father at?"
He starts walking and gets ahead of me slightly.
I look at him to my left, he's really a tall man, but I'm six so everyone is tall to me. He has broad shoulders, short brown hair. He is wearing his warrior's colthes but not his armor. His vest is stripped. This man is my father's friend, Antonio. He is a western man, coming from a far away country. As far as i know, he took an escort mission that my father offered long ago, and they hit it off ever since. He is currently the personal guard of my father and he lives with us in the house. His room is to back.
"He's in the dining hall."
My father's name is Tiger Moon. He is a merchant. He buys stuff from far away and sells them at his local store. All kinds of necessities, clothes, wheat, sugar, etc. We live in a large house, there is a big garden and a lot of space. My room is across from my parents room, but seperated by a hall in the middle. The dining hall is a little walk away.
I walked along the corridors behind Antonio until we reached the dining hall.
I look inside the room, I see my father seated in the table, next to him sat my mother, holding my baby sister in her arms. My father has black hair, he is well-built but not overly muscular. He wears glasses, always the same type with thin rectangular frames. He is a cool guy, but once he smiles innocently, you should always go on alert, because you'll definetly be cheated. I grit my teeth every time I remember my previous defeats. He is smiling currently and talking to my mother. My mother's name is Violet, and like her name, her hair is a few shades violet. She is the sweetest mom in the world, until she's angry, once I was playing with a ball and accidentally shot it at my sister, I break out in cold sweat every time I remember that day. It was my first time seeing the true face of my mom when she's angry, my butt hurt for three days straight. I had to be as obedient as kitten the next few days for it to pass.
My sister's name is Ann. She is just one year old. Her hair also has a few shades violet, but it is not as apparent as my Mom. She is the cutest thing in the world. I love playing with her.
"Turtle" my father looked as he saw me enter. "Good. You've woken up."
"Why did you tell Antonio to wake me up?" I said as I walked to my seat.
"Did you forget something?" My mom said.
I knew it was coming, there's no way to mom would forget it. Ugh let's just get it overwith.
"Good morning Mom, good morning Dad, good morning Ann." I kissed them on the cheeks quickly and tiptoed back to my seat.
My mom smiled as she looked at me warmly. She makes me do this everytime.
"Filial child, you will remember this" she giggled and pulled me back before I could go, hugging me and kissing my forhead.
"Mom" I faked a struggle, anyway, I quite liked it.
"Ha ha" my father laughed as he looked at me with a knowing look.
After my mom let go of me, I went ahead to take my seat next to my father.
"Sit and eat. We'll talk after eating."
I sat down and had breakfast. After we finishing my father opened.
"Son, you are almost six, which means you need to start going to school next month. We were planning on sending you to the school nearby. However, a new school opened in the city.."
"A new school?" I said.
"Yes, a new school called The Martial Academy, and they said they have recruited high level warriors to train students in martial arts alongside other subjects. Normally children start warrior training at 10, but this school said that in order to have good achievments in martial arts it is better to start as soon as possible. People don't let their children start warrior training early because it may lead to troubles in the body if not handled well. But now there are experts, and so this is an option. I did not have this oppertunity before, and started learning martial arts late, that is why I could not go very far and settled for being a merchant. We want to ask you what you think?"
My father looked at me.
To be honest, I didn't want to start training, but I am quite interested in martial arts, I love watching the fighting films. More importantly, like with those guys in the movies, if I want to protect what is important to me I need strenght.
"What about Jacob and the others?"
Jacob is my friend who lives next door. I do not want to be alone is school.
"I do not know about the others, but Jacob's father wants to send him to the school nearby, he thinks children should just enjoy their childhood, but he knows that Jacob really wants to learn martial arts so he decided in the end to send him there."
I knew it. That Jacob is the biggest trouble maker, always trying to make flips and flying kicks or other crazy stuff. There is no way he would let go of this if he knew. His father is quite smart, if he didn't put Jacob there he would have received a flying kick.
"Okay, I will go to The Martial Academy."
My name is Turtle Moon, and this is my story.