Dogs Of War - Chapter 1 Whats That?

“Ahhh!! That damn Luthor, who the hell does he think he is. How dare he leave us commoners out in the open, while he hides in his fortified castle? Damn him!!”, a young boy growled, he had long brown hair, grey eyes, fair complexion, and a decent build, he was wearing beige colored pants, a white shirt and a plain black doublet on top of the shirt, the doublet was a bit longer than the normal doublets, he kept the doublet open, and the sleeves were folded.

“Calm down Derrick; you know quite well what will happen if the royal guards hear us.”, said an old man sitting calmly beside the young boy, he further added solemnly, “You and I only have each other now, I promised your parents to keep you safe and alive, now that we are at the last stretch of this treacherous war, we need to be patient or it just may be the end of us.”

“I know, I know, but that does not mean that the way we are treated is fair, being surveyed continuously by the guards, curfew after seven in the evening, a death penalty for even suspicion of treason. These methods are not for our protection, that bastard is doing these things to protect himself and his rule. He never has and never will care about what happens to us, all he cares about is his power.”

The man looked at Derrick and said: “You may be right, you may be wrong. Life has a funny way of doing things. Things are not always as they seem.”, the man smiled and looked away; he then said: “Come, let’s return to our tent, it is nearly seven, we don’t want any unnecessary attention.”, Derrick looked at the man, and he had a faint smile on his face. He then got up and stood next to the man. Then suddenly he started to run and shouter “THE LAST ONE TO REACH THE TENT COOKS TONIGHT.” the man was surprised at first, but then he smirked and shouted, “YOU KNOW HOW TO COOK RIGHT?”.

The man then suddenly vanished and later reappeared a few meters before Derrick, he then said: “I was thinking beef stew for tonight.” He then turned around and started running like crazy. Seeing this Derrick also picked up his pace and they started a frenzy.

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Derrick and the old man were sitting near the edge of a cliff, behind them was a pretty large tent and in front of them was a pot on top of a fire. Both of them were holding bowls filled with stew.

“SO GOOD!!!! You sure are a great cook, Derrick, thanks for the dinner,” said the old man while licking his bowl clean, “You played dirty, you used magic.” said Derrick. “Oh? However, we never did agree on the rules now did we? So I did not play dirty, you are just a sour loser.” the old man explained.

“But, you know pretty damn well that I cannot use any magic yet,” said Derrick timidly. “It is not my fault that you have such a unique soul, none of the laws that we have come across synchronize with your soul, and you know that to learn and practice magic you at least need to know one law.,” said the old man while shrugging his shoulders.

Derrick grunted and said, “I’m off to bed.” He then washed his hands and went to sleep. The old man looked at him for some time and then sighed, “The end of my journey is near my little friend. Boy oh boy, I don’t even know how much I am going to miss you, and our time together. This time that I had with you, it was t-“, he stopped midway, he felt a lump in his throat, his eyes had watered up, a tear came running down, tracing his right cheek and fell on his hand, “You were my greatest quest.” said the man while caressing Derricks hair, he then smiled, wiped his tears, turned around and then went to sleep.

A few hours had gone by, both of them were sleeping peacefully until suddenly they heard a loud noise.