In a room filled with sport equipment, swords made out of wood and shields, a child no more than 14, punches a mannequin made out of wood with his fists, wearing nothing for protection. His hands turn easily red, nearly bloody. He stops. and leans down on the floor.
"Why did you stop?"
Said a voice from behind him. His face expression turns from his eyes closed and his mouth open from exhaustion to widening his eyes knowing he has been caught. He said nothing. The man walked towards him, the clacks of the boots made the silence of the boy to be covered by them. The man reaches the little boy. "Why did you stop, Theodore?!"
Theodore gets up and his hands start to bleed. The mannequin had a huge dent in his chest. The dent had a bit of red on it pouring itself down. He looks down and gets ready to hear another scolding or get another punishment. The man chuckled. *Theodore, I won't punish you, that's not how we work.
The Bloodhearth bloodline is filled with Jacks of all trades, masters of all. You have many skills, but you are barely a beginner into anything" The man looks at the boy's hands. "Get cleaned up and bandage yourself. Your father has a visit to the neighboring kingdom."
The boy leaves the gigantic room in a hurry. He gets to his master bedroom and changes in a formal suit, black and red designs on it. The blazon of the family is on the pocket near his chest. He puts in the pocket a sigil that resembles honor and victory. The symbol represented the goddess of victory Nara. He gazed into the mirror for a few seconds.
He rushes to the bathroom and cleans his wounds, not too many, but they were consistently pouring out blood. He tends the wounds and bandages them up. He breathes roughly before heading out towards the front of the giant castle where his father awaits him with the hover limo. They got in and the limo started flying.
"Where are we going now, father?" Theodore said to his father, His father gives him a folder. "Your favorite place. Liberta, in Goldhaven's lordship. I know how much you love playing with that Fiora girl." His father noticed the bandages. "So how is training too harsh?" The boy looks away from his father, and shakes his head in disapproval.
Moments later the limo goes nose down and evades a blast. "What is going on?" Theodore said before lookin out the window. "That was our people, and that's a warning shot! What is going on?" They get down only to meet the king himself. His father gets out and so does Theodore.
Theodore liked the king and had a good opinion on him. Theodore's father talks calmly before the king shouted "I STARTED THE WAR" After that another blast now from the enemy side blasts towards them. The blast destroyed the limo and dispersed Theodore's right arm. He faints while his father keeps shouting "Call the medics! Don't die on me Theo please!" It kept going on, his father stopped the bleeding, but his right arm was lost forever.
In the present day the same words woke him up. It was Rinehart and Ghost. "Told you this guy ain't dead yet." Theodore tries to get up. He is pushed back by Ghost. "You gotta rest Commandant" Ghost said "You have lots of injuries, your body tech recorded the events. You jumped out of the vehicle?" He pushes Ghost away in pain and gets up. "Where is the kid we saved?" Rinehart brings the child's chart.
"She has a hearing problem and a psychological problem. In rest she is fine sir." The Commandant looks at the papers and smiles. Saved another civilian boy, we are good at this. Let's prepare to move, I had a bad dream and I think it gave me a good idea on how we can stop the war."
He moves towards the exit of the mobile medical operation center and says: "We drew first blood, we are gonna end it" referring to what happened a few years ago. He looks at Ghost. "Fredric prepares our army to head to Castle Black. Hunter Bloodhearth will be glad to meet us "