In the middle of the night as rain hit Marino's room window and lightning struck. Marino's eyes flew open and in a panic he hastily jumped up from bed. The boy quickly moved his hands around he's body as he checked himself for any strange changes. Not feeling any changes he was relieved but also deep down he felt a little depressed.
Still not fully satisfied and refusing to believe it all to be just a dream. Marino got undressed and after still not finding anything he checked the most important thing he's pp. Looking down and stoking it lightly he sadly had to admit it he's thing was still pathetically small. Sitting on the side of he's bed naked he sniffled as he looked at he's thing and said. ' dääm that sucks.'
Then he remembered a quote from he's past. It is not the size of a man but the size of his heart that matters.
Thinking of this he thought to himself. Bullshit, that's just what weak people say to comfort themselves. No, only through passion and determination can one obtain strength and power.
It is as has once been said, the thing that makes a man a man. It's the choices he makes. Not how he starts things but how he finishes them. With determination, Marino said to himself. ' My pp will grow big and strong, for I am but just a boy and I have time.'
But this will not happen automatically, this will require immediate action.
For what is a man, if all his time be spent on sleep and food? A weak man, no a beast and no more.
Thinking of this Marino took immediate action for he's goal was clear. He went to he's small wooden closet and took out black clothes, a black hooded cloak that was meant for rainy days and a black thin scarf. Lastly, he put some black leather gloves on and looked at himself from the mirror's reflection. Then he said. ' In the dark of night, I stalk there nothing is true and everything is permitted.'
Yes, now he looked like a true medieval hooded assassin. Whiles he didn't one to end up a criminal. He knew that as long as he didn't get caught it wouldn't matter and in this medieval time there were no cameras so this would be easy.
Marino had decided in his endless wisdom that the path to strength could be reached if he had some more egg's and protein. He's plan was simple. He would every night sneak to the Northern farmhouse and steal all their egg's from the chicken coop. Like this, he would get he's egg's and develop he's Stealth skills. Maybe he could become a true ninja and if he was lucky, he might even get a peek at that beautiful dark-haired girl.
After he put the scarf over he's face covering it. He sneakily walked to the door and slowly pushed it open. Exiting he's room he immediately halted and listened for any sounds coming from the room to the right, where he's parents were. Only being able to hear some slight snores he was satisfied and continued straight ahead down the stairs. On he's right was the door outside and on the left was the big open kitchen area. In the kitchen next to the fireplace slept the big horned beast, 3 of he's sheep and the 7 evil little lambs.
Instead of existing immediately the house. Marino went to the kitchen carefully and got a 18 centimetres long kitchen knife. Hiding it in his sleeve he thought. Of course, I need a knife after all what is a ninja without its blade.
After sneaking out of the kitchen trying not to disturb the animals, he got to the door and put on some fine black leather shoes. Opening the sliding lock Marino stepped outside into the rain.
He left the door unlocked and started to walk up the road to the Northern farm.
The farm up north was a perfect target for him. Their house was on the outskirts of town with the closest house being 100 meters down south and the Northern farm was the only house 500 meters north of their house. Beyond the house, the next inhabited town was 9 kilometres up north.
And as a bonus to him, during this time of night, there was nobody around. Since there was no electricity there was no lights and no reason to be awake. Most likely the only ones awake would be a few guards at the lord's castle. Thinking of this Marino jogged through the rain and mud.
When Marino got into viewing distance so that he could see the house. Standing in front of the now closed gate Marino crouched. Just in case he was seen he decided to cover he's face with mud.
Looking around he could not see any good way inside. The entire farm was covered by thick bushes and three's, which would not be easy to climb over. The gate on the other hand would be easy to climb. It was a simple 2 meters tall wooden wicker gate.
With this in mind, he started to climb. Peeking over the gate he could see many buildings. Selittely to the left was the main building where the entire family lived. In front of the main building was a well and beyond that was he's target the chicken coop, which was so big that it looked more like a little house than a small coop. Left to the main building was the small bath. On the right were just a few small buildings like storage and a small forge. All the buildings were primarily made of clay.
Seeing that the courtyard was clear and that there were no lights on, Marino hooped over the gate. He started sneaking to the left where the chicken's where, carefully listening and looking for any signs of life. All he could hear was the rain and he's footsteps as he reached the door of the chicken house. There was a small ramp leading up to the door of the chicken house.
After getting on the ramp he slid the sliding lock open and opened the door. Inside he could see 4 rows of chickens on platforms on each side of the house. But little did he know that chicken's don't sleep well during a thunderstorm.
Right when he closed the door a bolt of lightning struck nearby, lighting up the chicken house through a small glass window in the ceiling.
Finally seeing Marino's muddied unfamiliar face the chicken's got alert and panicked and started making noises. ' cluck cluck cluck. Cock-a-doodle-doo!' They shouted like crazy, as they started to run to the back of the small 4 meters long by 3 meters wide house.
Seeing this Marino smirked thinking that this was the perfect opportunity to grab all the eggs he wanted. And thanks to the rain and thunder nobody would hear the chicken's cry.
Just as he started to reach for the first batch of egg's, he heard a fearsome howl. 'Cock-a-doodle-doo!' Then from all 3 side's of the house cocks attacked. 2 cocks came straight, one from the right and one from the left. Everything happened in a few seconds. The Left one ran across the platform on Marino's head level at lightning speed as it aimed for he's left hand, which was reaching out to the egg's.
Marino saw this but it was too late the cock dug it's claw's and beek into he's glowed hand. 'Aa you mother f...' Marino yelled as he pulled he's hand away with the cock still on it. But before he could complete he's sentence the 3 other cocks were right on him.
One dug it's razor-sharp claws into he's right bicep, one went for the head and one for the legs. Though the attack was brave, ultimately it was futile. As Marino's clothing was too thick and their attack too dull. At most, they managed to leave some bruises on him as there was no open skin to pierce.
First, he slapped the cock on he's left hand with his right hand.
The cock let out a howl. ' Co coooo!' As it flew to the ground.
'Get slapped noob!' Marine yelled in rage.
Next, the cock on the right bicep got slapped to the ground. ' Co coooo!' it yelled.
Now that two cocks were down on the ground stunned only two were left.
First, he decided to go for the one on he's legs as it was annoyingly pinching him. While the one on he's head just held on to he's hood causing 0 damage.
As Marino bent over and slapped the third cock with his left hand. That is when the one on he's head dropped on he's face. He instantly reacted by grabbing it with both hands but it was too late. Right when he was about to pull it off, the cocks left leg scratched towards his right barely missing the eye.
'Aaaaaaa you you god dääm cocks!' He yelled loudly in pain as he threw the last cock to the back wall, stunning it.
Gritting he's teeth in pain, he took off he's right glove. With he's right hand he blindly examined the extent of the damage. 'Dääm.' Marino said as he felt 3 thin and short line's on and the bottom of he's right eye.
With gritted teeth and in rage he took out the 18 centimeters long blade from he's right sleeve and put he's glove back on when he said. 'I guess it's time to go all Anakin style on your asses.' He smirked as thunderstruck and he's eyes flashed red as the cocks cowardly hugged themselves in the corner.
'Do it kill, slaughter, destroy!' A deep menacing voice spoke to him in he's head.