i am extremely sorry that it is taking so long for me to do this story. i am very busy right now, but i will have the next one up by this weekend. i will try to do one a week from now on. untill summer break then i will try to do one every few days. here is the story up until now, and i hope the newest one is on soon. i will pm everyone that reads it when it is. If you want me to pm you leave a comment on this post.

Will was a fifteen year old boy, small for his age, but still fairly strong. He had been working on a farm in Castle Anatolia all of his life. He was finally finished working, so he went and put the tools back in the barn. He was sitting on a tree stump next to his house, and everything was peaceful, except there was something behind him. Was it leaves crackling? Was it his imagination? He had been working all day, and he was tired. Whatever it was Will knew better than to take any chances during times like these. There had been a war going on for months now. Will slowly bent over and picked up a stick that was sitting beside him. It was in decent condition.

Will turned around, and lifted the stick up just in time to block an overhand strike...from his brother! Even though his brother Colin was a year younger than Will he was just as big. Colin had picked up a stick from somewhere else and attacked Will, as he had countless times before. They sparred back and forth, attacking and counterattacking for what seemed like hours. It was late in the evening by the time that they had finished. While sitting outside resting Colin told Will that he and their father were going to town in the morning to sell some of their crops, and asked Will if he wanted to come. He told Will to decide by tomorrow morning.

The next morning Will told Colin and their father Ceadda that he would go into town with them. Ceadda told them that they would be leaving soon, so they had to stay close. Both boys agreed, and Will went to his room to look for anything that he wanted to sell. After a few minutes he hadn't found anything so he grabbed a couple bedas and went out to the barn to kill some time.

In the barn Will found a stone and started sharpening the tools. Will figured why should he put off chores just because he was going somewhere later. He would have to do them eventually, and now was good a time as any. Will had just finished sharpening an axe when Colin came to get him because it was time to leave. When they got back to the house Ceadda was already outside waiting for them.

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When they got into town everybody went their separate ways. Ceadda went to sell their crops, Colin went to wander around, and Will went to find somewhere to eat. About ten minutes later Will found a small inn, and decided to eat there. For lunch will had some dried meat, some bread and cheese, and a cup of delicious coffee. Will thanked the owner, paid him five bedas, and then went on his way.

As soon as Will walked out the door he saw Colin. Then he saw someone else. He couldn't tell who it was because the person had on a cloak with the hood pulled up to cover his face. Will tried to warn Colin by yelling out his name, but he was too late. The cloaked person had hit Colin upside the head with a metal pole, and Colin was lying on the ground unconscious.

Will knew that he didn't have any time to waste. He ran at the cloaked man, and tackled him to the ground away from Colin. They fought, throwing punches, while rolling around on the ground, both trying to gain the advantage. Will was doing a good job keeping the man on the ground, but he was overpowered. The man had thrown Will off of him and nailed his elbow straight into Will's ribs. Will was on the ground in pain, but he knew that he had to get up and protect Colin. He slowly got up ignoring the pain, and was surprised at what he saw. The cloaked man has started running away. Will knew that he couldn't let him get away.

With all the strength he had left he started chasing the man down the street. The man stopped and picked something up off the ground, and at that very second Will knew that he had run into a trap. There was a blinding flash of white light. Will stopped and tried to turn around, but he couldn't. He couldn't move, and he couldn't see anything but white. It was like he was lost and would never be found. Than Will saw a tiny red light in the middle of all the white. It was such a pure red, Will was mesmerized by it. Than Will felt a burning pain in the bottom of his leg. The pain was horrible, he couldn't stand it. Than everything went from white to black.

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Will woke up in a place that reminded him of a dungeon. It was a small room with one bed, a small dresser, and no windows. There were guards, wearing full armor, waiting at his door. They both carried a huge battleaxe. He noticed that the part of his leg, where he had felt the pain, had been bandaged, and it didn't hurt that bad. Will tried to stand up, but it felt as though his leg was being stabbed in the leg with a thousand daggers. Will screamed out in pain, and fell back onto the bed. "Might as well wait and see what their going to do to me", Will said to himself.

A little while later the cloaked man came into the room. He still had the hood up, so Will couldn't see any of his features. "You two can go wait outside", the cloaked man told the guards. They walked out the door, and closed it behind them. "Okay Will", said the man "I know you must be wondering what is happening so before I start I will allow you to ask two questions.

"Okay", said Will, "My first question is, who are you?" "I am the man in charge of you while you're here", said the cloaked man. "where are", Will stopped himself. He realized that the man wanted him to waste his second question on something that he didn't really need to know at the time. "What do you want with me?" "You're here to help me", said the man " you will understand after I say what I have to say.

"We are a team of spies and assassins that work for the king. We work to make sure that everything is how it should be. I saw you fighting your brother, and thought that you would make a nice addition to my team. You two were fighting for almost two hours before either of you started tiring. You both have amazing stamina." " Two hours!" Will exclaimed. He couldn't believe that it had been that long. "DON'T INTERUPT ME!" said the man, "DO YOU WANT TO HEAR WHAT I HAVE TO SAY OR NOT? Now as I was saying, you will be on a team of four people. We will talk about it more tomorrow. A guard will take you to a training area tomorrow when you wake up." The cloaked man walked out, and the two guards walked back in. The last thought that went through Will's mind that night was "how would he ever get out of this place?"

When Will woke up the next morning he a plate of food sitting on the small dresser next to the bed. He ate quietly, and than saw that there were some crutches next to the dresser. He picked them up, and tried to stand. It hurt, but with the crutches it was bearable. He walked around the room a few times to get used to the crutches, and then told the guards that he was ready to go.

The guards blindfolded Will, and pulled him out of the room. Will couldn't complain because he knew that if he did he might be killed. It wasn't that long of a walk, but there were a lot of twists and turns. On the way there Will wondered how he was going to do anything at the training area when he could barely walk. When they finally un-blindfolded him he was in a courtyard with hundreds of people training with all kinds of swords. People were using sticks, wooden training swords, and even steel swords. Crashing and clanking could be heard everywhere. On the other side of the courtyard Will saw the cloaked man., but today he had the hood down.

He was a young man in his late twenties or early thirties. He had short black hair, and a small beard. Only one thing seemed out of the ordinary to Will. The man's ears were pointed.

They weren't just slightly pointy at the top. It was unlike anything Will had ever seen. It was almost un-human. Will had seen this guy create a huge white flash out of nothing, and he had hit his leg from a good 40 feet away. What was up with guy?

Will had been paying so much attention to the guy's ears he hadn't noticed that he was walking over to him and the guards. What should he do? What should he say? Should he ask him about his ears? Would it offend him and make him mad? After all of the thoughts settled down in Will's head Will decided that he would ask if it came up, but if it didn't he wouldn't talk about it.

"Okay as I said yesterday you will be on a team of four people. There will be a leader, a fighter, a ranger, and a mage. The leader experts in all three combat, magic, and with the bow. The leader recruits three people who they will train to be a ranger, a mage, and a fighter. The fighter experts in swords and other melee weapons. The ranger experts in bows or crossbows. The mage experts in magic. All three people learn enough about all three skills, so that if they have to they can use any method of fighting. Do you understand?"

Will nodded his head. "Good", said the man "our team is meeting here in five hours. Don't be late." The man started walking back into the building, but Will stopped him. "Hold on for a second," said Will" I have a question that I need to ask you. Why are your ears pointed? Are you even human?" "We will talk more about this later when the whole team meets, but no I am not human...I am an elf. I need to go now I will see you later."