My Story

Marcho the element of fire: To find a new life

“So is he awake yet” a male voice came across the room,
“No, not yet doctor, he shouldn’t be to far off” came a female’s voice.
The body lying on the table began to stir, slowly, a slight moan came from the body, “So, he is still alive, the first one to live after such an intense procedure” said the doctor.

Awoken by a sound from in the bush, Marcho arose, another dream from were he came from, this one confirming he was operated on. Getting up from the dirty ground, and stretching, wishing he could have learnt more, but he will find out were he came from.

Concentrating slightly, his arms flared up into flames, not knowing how he can manage to do that, but, was there more then just that, I will have work on it slowly, I just hope I can find someone who can help me. After a quick look around for some food, Marcho continued on his journey, it has been several days since he has seen another town, or person, so, he must be reaching another town soon.

After several hours of walking, he noticed prints on the ground, obviously there has been people through this area, so, a town must be close by, feeling a bit tired, he decided to have a rest, sitting under a tree, he found some fresh fruit, ate quietly, and had a drink from his water bottle. Flaring his arms up again, he decided to try some target practice, shooting at his fruit skins and cores, Marcho couldn’t seem to burn them badly, just singe them, he then extinguished his arms, and continued on towards the town.

Up ahead there were some guards, so, obviously this was the next town, as he approached, he could hear the guards talking, about some strange activities going on in the woods which Marcho had just came from, so, as he got closer, he heard the guards more clear.

“Did you hear about the strange flames shooting out of the woods from the traders” said the 1st guard
“Yeah, do you think they are real stories, or just made up” said the second,
“I’m not sure, they say it could be a mystical beast, like a phoenix, but I don’t buy it” said the 1st guard,
“I know what you mean, mythical creatures, what a load of rubbish, just fairy tales, I guess we will just have to keep a look out, in case we see a phoenix” said the 2nd guard, they both started laughing very hard.

After hearing such a story, Marcho thought that there may just be such a thing as a phoenix, but, until there was proof, but, then again, he didn’t believe that he was what he was, but, he didn’t know himself what he was. Marcho continued up to were the guards were standing, and walked past them, soon found some where to stay. After checking in, Marcho decided to go check out the town, see what rumours were about, after a couple of hours of walking around, he soon started hearing about this so called phoenix, so, he got a little intrigued, so he joined in the conversation.

“So, did you hear about that creature in the forest, the one all the traders are talking about” said one old man
“I hear it only comes out every couple of nights, maybe searching for food or something” said the old lady
“Well, we will never know the truth about this creature, but I did hear that some of the town’s folk are going to go look for it” said the old man
“When were they doing this??” said Marcho

“When the see the flames shoot into the sky, so, no one really knows, it may have left already, seeing as it only just came here recently” said the old man.

Marcho thinking that he may check this creature out, but, he was on an important quest himself, so, he decided to head back to the hotel, and get some rest.

“How is his training going nurse, is he going through them alright??” said the doctor
‘Yes, he is making excellent progress, smashing through all his tests” replied the nurse,
“When is his next test??” asked the doctor
“Tomorrow afternoon, around 2ish, it will be his target practise, see if he can blast through the extreme difficulty, he has smoked the rest of them” replied the nurse.

The next test has started; Marcho was looking at the targets, as if though he was actually there again, his arms flared up with extreme heat, a lot hotter then what he has ever had it before.
*Your training session is about to begin, you know what you have to do* said the nurse over a P.A system.

A target appeared close to Marcho, he aimed up and fired at it, he hit it smack in the middle, and it just seem to melt away, then another target appeared a couple of feet behind the first one, this happened for a couple of minutes, then another announcement came over the p.a. system,
*Now its time for your long range attack*

Marcho realised that he has never tried long range before, so, this may be a bit harder for him, the targets dropped, and his eyes seemed to zoom in, and closed up on the target, feeling a little dazed from what has happened, he then fired at the targets, smouldering them like they were nothing, then, sadly, he was awoken again, feeling a little disappointed that he still has not seen who the people were that has made him how he is, getting angry, his arms flared up, and the heat was in tensing, but then he realised that he needed to calm down, he did not want to burn the city down by accident, it is how he first came to realise his powers, he awoke to see his arms in flames, and the building burning down around him, he was scarred, and ran from the town, not knowing what to do next, he decided to leave.

Marcho spent a few weeks in the mountains, he found a nice spot, close to fresh water and food, he then tried to practise on how to control his powers, confused, and with guilt on his heart, he decided, to find the people who did this to him and see if they can help him, turn him back to normal, or at least help him control his new found powers.

He awoke with a frightened demeanour, could he be the mythical creature, as he could not control his powers at night when he was asleep, only time will tell, Marcho just wishing that it was not him that had been scarring the trades folk, because it may happen again, just like the first time. Now with an even heavier guilt over his already hurtful heart, he decided to ask around the town about rumours of experimentations that had gone on, not knowing how old he was, he could not know when these things happened to hi, but he had to try.

“We are starting the new tests on the new subjects now doctor” said the nurse
“Ah, good to hear, let’s hope we can have some more good results like our first one” replied the doctor
“We are going to try some different elements this time, see if we can make something other than fire, maybe even as if though we were giving this young chap his family back, after all, that is why he came here” said the nurse.
“Yes, that is true, a family would be very suiting for him, and other elements would be amazing, well, lets not live in hopeful land, lets try and get this done” said the doctor.

Stirring awake, Marcho then sat up going over his dream, so, he had lost his family, so that is how he became like this, and there may be others like himself out there, just not fire, Marcho felt over-joyed at the fact of knowing there were others out there, he would find them, and they could all help each other. That was his new quest, to find his family of elements.

Marcho went down stairs to the inn, and ordered some hot food, it has bee a while since he has eaten proper food, a nice big grill, of all his favourites were coming towards him, he couldn’t stop his mouth watering, the smell was unbelievable, and Marcho was ecstatic. Fresh food for him to eat, he soon stuffed the food down, and got up to go pay, after paying for his meal, Marcho then decided to go asking around town about his past.

He walked off to the market square, knowing that a lot of rumours go around there, so Marcho walked around, looking at all the products that were on offer to buy, he heard a commotion coming further down in the markets, feeling curious, Marcho headed towards the ruckus.  As he approached, there were a group of people standing in a big circle; something was going on, Marcho moved through the crowd towards the centre to see what was happening.

As Marcho approached the centre, he noticed a man dead on the ground, killed by a swift hit to the throat, something like an assassination, feeling a little uneasy, Marcho decided to head undercover, he then realised, that it may come to be an idea if he to, carried a weapon him, to feel a little more safer, so he walked over to the weapon stall, and started gazing.

The stall owner noticed Marcho looking at his products, and asked if he needed help, Marcho decided to ask about a weapon.

“I wish to buy a weapon off you my good man” said Marcho
“What do you have in mind” replied the stall owner
“I’m not to sure, I have never used a weapon before, so, I do not know what I would be good with” said Marcho

A stranger walked over to the stall, and noticed the troubled look on Marcho’s face
“I think you would be good with this” said the stranger as he picked up a staff
“Why do you say that” replied Marcho
“I have a very good judge in weapons for people” said the stranger
“Why don’t you try wielding it” said the stall owner

So, Marcho took the staff from the stranger’s hand, and as soon as his hands touched the staff, the gem in the top began to glow dark red, as if it could sense Marcho’s power, it seem to bond with him, and he seemed to bond with it

“See, I told you I am an excellent judge in weapons” said the stranger
“Yes, you sure are, I would like to take this” said Marcho
“That will be 50 gold please” said the stall owner
“WHAT, that’s an outrageous price, I would think about lowering that NOW” said the stranger
“No, it is alright, I find that to be a reasonable price” said Marcho
“He is robbing you, that staff is no way near that much, I will say again, lower you price or pay” says the stranger
“I will have my prices as I wish, not as I am told by some rag tag person” said the owner
As soon as the words left his mouth, he was dead, the stranger had killed him, kind of the same way the other man was killed, and Marcho looked at the stranger in horror.

“What, you want to end up like him, I was trying to help you” said the stranger
Before Marcho could stop himself,
“You wouldn’t be able to kill me you idiot”
“WHAT DID YOU SAY” said the stranger
“You heard me fool, now get out of here before I call the guards onto you” replied Marcho

Next thin Marcho knows, he is being swept into the air by this assassin, who is taking him out of town, when they finally reached a deserted area, Marcho was dropped, and the assassin turned to him,
“So, you think you can kill me, I have been up against far worse then you” sniggered the assassin
“Really, well, how about you test your luck” replied Marcho

They both took fighting poses, and stared at each other, Marcho thinking, *what the hell have I got myself into*, all of a sudden, the assassin was gone, but were had he gone, next thing Marcho knew, he has been struck in the back of the head by a kick, staggering forwards and turning to face who did it, he started feeling angry, he could feel the fire burning inside of him, and just as quick as he has been hit, the assassin was gone again, this time Marcho was not going to get hit again, not like that at least, so, he closed his eyes, and listened for any noise he could hear, then he heard a few foot steps behind him, so, Marcho ducked this time and turned around and managed to uppercut the assassin, the hit had landed just under his jaw, throwing the assassin back wards, Marcho walked over to were he was lying on the ground, and looked at him.
“I warned you, I said you would not beat me” said Marcho
“The fight is not over, this is just a little warm up, lets see how you go against a weapon” said the assassin, who then seemed to disappear again, but was standing not to far behind Marcho.  Marcho turned around, and took his staff out from were he has put it, as soon as he touched it, it started to burn, then, the two started swinging at each other, they were going blow for blow, not able to hit each other, after about 30mins of this, they both collapsed, unable to continue, they were exhausted.

“Not bad, I have not had a fight like that in a long time” said the assassin
“I have never fought before” replied Marcho
“You are kidding me right, not even the best of my clan could defeat me, I even took out the master, I was unstoppable, but you managed to get me hit for hit, who are you” said the assassin
“My name is Marcho, I no not know were I come from, or what I am, and who may you be” replied Marcho

“I am Samin Asen, I work for the Mob back in my home town, I am also the lead singer of the band called will melt your face right off, I got accepted into the mob because I use to kill everyone I didn’t like, or who pissed me off, like back in the town, seeing as I was the top assassin, I was chosen for some of the hardest of missions, that man that was dead in the market place, he was my contact I had to kill, it is to get back at the government there.” Said Samin

“Well, nice to meet you Samin, to were are you headed of to know” asked Marcho
“I must return to my clan, which is only a few towns over from here, why do you ask?” replied Samin
“Well, seeing as we seem to be heading in the same direction, why not go together, besides, I could always use a sparing partner” said Marcho
“If you can keep up with me, then I have no objections, but be warned, I am a lot faster then you may think” said Samin

So the two unlikely pair set of together towards there next town, getting to know each other slowly, before long, they even seemed to become like friends.
“So, how far off from the town would we be now Samin??” asked Marcho
“We should arrive in the next couple of hours my friend, why do you ask” replied Samin
“Well, I would like to get out from the heat, and back to shade, and a nice beverage to cool me as well would do wonders” said Marcho
“Well, how about e find a tree with a lot of shade then, and we can rest, and maybe have another match together??” said Samin
“Sounds like an excellent idea” replied Marcho

Continuing down the track, they soon came across a large tree with plenty of shade, so the two sat down, and had a rest.
“So, do you feel better now” asked Samin
“Why yes I do, my feet were beginning to get sore” replied Marcho
Samin laughed at the last comment
“So, when you are ready we can get started on our little practice” said Samin
“Let’s begin” said Marcho with a grin on his face

So the two of them stood up, facing each other, then bowed, then, in a blink of an eye, Samin was gone again, but, Marcho was use to this tactic now, waiting for Samin to strike, Marcho just stood there and waited, just as everything became quiet, Samin struck, only just managing to nick Marcho, Marcho, now with blood dripping from his cheek, decided to start being a bit more serious, and removed his staff, which soon started glowing like fire, then, Marcho’s eyes seem to glow as well, as if he had become one with the flame, and then, he to disappeared, Samin wondering how he became so fast, soon realised that this was going to be a little tougher then normal, so, using his skills, Samin gave chase. Marcho was soon behind Samin, and he struck out with his staff, Samin not realising he was behind him, fell, with a mighty blow, rolling away from such a hit.

“Well done” said Samin
“Why thanks” answered Marcho
“You have become faster, I will have to watch my step with you know” said Samin
“Yes you will, you are no longer so sneaky, but then again, you never really were” said Marcho with a big grin on his face.

After there little sparing session, they headed off again, there seemed to be something a little uneasy about Samin, but Marcho was not sure what, he didn’t push a topic up about it, and he just waited for Samin to bring it up.

They soon found a place to camp, setting up there sleeping areas, and then sitting by a fire, Samin finally decided to bring up what he was keeping it quite all day,
“I am sad to say, but I will not be able to continue along with you now, I am needed somewhere else” said Samin
“Oh, ok, well, you have other obligations to fulfil, so, I guess I will meet up with you later on in life again” replied Marcho a little downhearted, the that night, Marcho had another dream, his one was not about him this time though, it was about another element.
“So, this is the newest creation” said the familiar voice form previous dreams,
“Yes, this is the water elemental which we made, she is not ready for any training as of yet” said another voice,
“What are you planning on training her in first” said the doctor
“We are thinking of training her in swords first, then working on her powers” said the other person,
“Well, ok then, but I want her trained in her powers ASAP” said the doctor,
“Yes doctor, we will get her trained as soon as possible” said the other person.

The next morning when Marcho had awoken, Samin had left, not a trace of him was left to be found, he was travelling alone again, but after his latest dream, he had hopes of meeting up with another element, but he was not sure if it was going to happen or not, but, his hopes were high to meet up with another like him, maybe they knew more about how they became.



“Bring me Tia-Narla” shouted the king
“Yes my king” replied one of the hand maidens
The maid left from the throne room immediately to look for mistress Tia, after all the king seemed to be angry, and the maid did not want to make him any madder, after a short search, the hands maiden had found Tia-Narla in her room,
“Sorry to bother you me lady, the king wishes to see you immediately” said the hands maid
“You did not bother me at all, thank-you for getting me, you have done well” replied Tia
Tia followed the young maiden back to the throne room, they parted at the throne room door,
“You wished to see me my liege?” said Tia as she bowed in respect
“It’s about time, have you finished with your training of your new squad, are they now battle ready, well Tia, ARE THEY??” said the king raising his voice at the end
“Yes sire, they have been all trained, and they have all passed, they can now be sent into battle as soon as you like them to” replied Tia
“Good, do you trust there skills, do you trust them?” said the king
“There skills are very impressive, but not as good as me, and yes, I do trust them” replied Tia
“Would you trust them with your life, as I do with you? No one has skill like you Narla” said the king
“I do not trust anyone with my life except you my lord” answered Tia
“Then I do not trust them with my life, that is still your duty” said the king
“Yes my lord, I will always server for your life” said the king

As Marcho approached the Kingdom of Laka-Ma walls, he could sense something, not sure what it was though, a strange sense which he has never had before, it seemed to be the closer he got, the colder it got, but thinking it must just be the weather around here, he paid no more attention to it. Upon reaching the walls, a few guards approached him, not knowing of what he could have done to have guards meet him before he even reached the walls; he just stopped and waited for them to reach him.
“Hello there stranger” said one of the guards
“Please follow us, we just need to get some details, it helps us keep peace and prosperity inside the castle walls, it will not take long” said the second guard
Not saying anything, Marcho just followed the two guards to were they were going, and he noticed a table sitting in front of a door, seeing some more guards there, he thought this must have been what he got told about.
“Please take a seat stranger; we just need to get some details about you, this will not take long at all, but we do need you to surrender all weapons to get written down, then you shall get them back.” Said the guard behind the desk
Not saying anything, Marcho handed over his staff, feeling a little bit emptier now, but he knew he would get it back,
“Ok, now we can begin” said the guard


“What is your full name please” asked the inquisitor
“My name is Marcho that is all I go by” said Marcho
“What is your date and place of birth” asked the inquisitor
“I do not know were my place or date of birth was” replied Marcho
“Ok, that’s all we need from you, you may go now, just follow the guard when you get up” said the inquisitor, and a guard walked over to were everyone was sitting
Marcho had his staff given back to him, and he stood up, turned around to were the guard was standing, and they started off, they walked towards the back of the desk to were the door was, and they went through it, following a passage, at the end of the passage there was another door, they passed through another door which lead out to the village area, Marcho then split away from the guard, Marcho seen in the distance the Castle, he then decided to head for a place to stay, so he headed off towards the closest inn, as he entered, the place went quite, Marcho could feel many eyes on him, then, everyone went on merrily chatting amongst each other, he could not sense anyone talking about him, so he was happy, Marcho then set of to the bar, to see about getting a room, as Marcho approached, the tender walked down to him,
“How may I help you stranger” asked the tender
“I just wish to see about a room to stay in for a while” asked Marcho
“Well now, let me just have a look at what I can do for you, would you like a drink as well?” said the tender,
“I will just take a whiskey please” said Marcho
“Certainly” said the tender, the tender then walked off to see about a room key and the drink, Marcho had a quick look around, there didn’t seem to be anything out of the ordinary here. Moments later the bartender returned with a room key and the drink.
“The drink is on the house friend” said the tender
“Thank-you friend, by the way; my name is Marcho, I may be staying here a while, how much do you charge??” replied Marcho
“I charge between 5-10 gold a week, for a strapping young man like yourself, I shall charge 7 gold” said the tender
“Fair deal, I shall look for some work through out this week, thank-you” replied Marcho, with one swift movement, Marcho drank his drink and was off. Now hopping his dream was correct, that he would find another person like himself.

There was a lot of commotion up in the castle that night, a lot more then was usual, something Tia needed to find out.
“My lord, you seem uneasy, what is wrong???” asked Tia
“The inquisitor has brought forward some a questionable person, goes by the name of Marcho, claims to not know of his date of birth or place, only has a staff with an orb on top, sounds like a spy from another kingdom” said the King
“A spy, how could that be, we are not at war with anyone, there is no reason to spy on us, what would you like me to do my lord??” replied Tia
“Get another spy to keep an eye on this person, watch him, and Narla, just because we are at peace with everyone, does not mean we are not hated, others are jealous of my kingdom and its people, and of you” stated the King
“Of me sire, why would they be jealous of me??” said Tia
“Other kings wish to have someone like you at their side, someone with such skill, and so noble, it is hard trust to find in a knight” said the King
“I live to serve you sire, only through your great teachings and leadership have I become like this” replied Tia feeling a little bashful.
Then the throne room door had opened, Tia swung around rather alarmed, sword at the ready, but it was only the inquisitor, looking rather shocked at Tia’s reaction, he walked up to the King, bowed, waiting for the Kings response.
“What is it” asked the King
“I have news of this person sire” said the inquisitor
“Speak then” commanded the King
“There are no records of him, anywhere, he could be a greater threat to the kingdom sire” stated the inquisitor. As Tia heard the news, she quickly rushed out of the room, she must get her men together fast, but eyes along will not be enough for her, she needs to have ears out there as well, planning on what to do as she hurried along.

Marcho went around the village after putting his stuff into his room, keeping his staff on him as always, looking for somewhere to work was his first goal, not knowing what he would be good at, he just went around looking to try and find something he may like, Marcho happens to past an old blacksmith shop, thinking he maybe able to help out here, he stopped in, also noticing the smith was in need of help.

“What seems to be the trouble blacksmith??” asked Marcho