Rise Of The Phoenix

The legend says that when the Phoenix rises from the ashes of a fallen wizard, six young heroes are ready to take on the honorable task of restoring the country's long lost greatness, but before that can happen, they must be taught the ways of their ancient heroes.

17 year old Beatrice leaves her home in the early morning, to fulfill her duty as one of the chosen ones, knowing she might not return.
For more than thirty years, the country has been ruled by an evil wizard, whose power lies solely in his ability to raise the dead. Now, his reign has come to a turning point, that will either mark the end of his terror, or grant him even bigger powers. Only six chosen youngsters have the ability to change the future.

Most likely part I of a trilogy


8. Seven


Chapter Seven:


Bea ran as fast as her legs could carry her towards the station, even though she knew it was more than likely too late. She had seen a train leave from the distance, but she had been hoping it wasn't hers.

She rushed to the counter as soon as she made it into the small shop, but the clerk cheerily told her that the train had, in fact, just left.

She groaned loudly, trying her best not to kick the wall before she walked away towards the nearby chair. There was at least 3 hours until the next train left.


“The train left early.” A young man said. She hadn't even seen him sit in the chair next to hers. “It's the emperor's way of reminding us of our place.”


Bea didn't respond. Instead they sat in silence for a while, looking at the crowd of people rushing through the hall.


“Devin.” He suddenly said and extended his hand towards her, like it was the most natural thing to do.


“I'm Beatrice.” She shook his hand cautiously, she'd always been told not to trust strangers and her experience in the pawn shop had only strengthened that belief.


“Nice to meet you.” After that, the young boy turned silent and sat, staring ahead of him for a while. Bea couldn't help but watch him secretly. He didn't look any wealthier than her, or much older for that matter. All he had with him was a large backpack by his feet, and it didn't seem all that important to him.


She hadn't noticed him turn his head and suddenly their eyes met. She felt a lump of embarrassment in her stomach, but for some reason she didn't look away.

“So,” he started, probably wanting to get rid of the awkward tension between them. “Were you trying to catch this train, too?”


She had to bite bark a snarky retort and instead she just nodded quietly. Having been on her own for over 24 hours, longer than she ever had before, a simple conversation provided some reassurance.


“That was my plan. When does the next one leave?” She then asked carefully, not wanting to reveal too much, but at the same time wanting the conversation to go on.


“Around 8 this evening.” Devin said, grabbing his backpack. “Hey, come explore the city with me. That will pas some time.”

Alarm bells were instantly ringing in Bea's head. She shouldn't let herself be distracted because some boy showed a wee bit of interest for the first time in her life. She had more important things on her ind. Still, she badly wanted to accept his invitation.


“I really ought to get some rest. I have a long journey ahead of me.” She said, trying to look as if she was really comfortable in the plastic chair.


“You wont get much rest here. The patrols come by every thirty minutes. Hanging 'round for three hours will make you look suspicious.” Devin's words made perfect sense, and they gave her an excuse to come with him, so she got up to follow him.


They walked away from the station in silence. Bea secretly looked at Devin after every few steps. His hair was a dark shade of auburn, and it fell into his eyes as he looked down. Something was different about this boy. He wasn't like any of the guys in the village.


“Do you have any money with you?” He asked after a while. Bea didn't know what to say. Had his kindness just been a part of a badly executed scam all along?


“Only enough for the train.” She lied. There wouldn't be much left anyway and having a little bit in case of emergency seemed like a good idea.


“Well, anyway, let's find a place to eat. I'll pay.” He offered. Bea was stunned. She couldn't possibly accept that, and Devin must have noticed her expression as he quickly explained himself. “My father sold a nice catch just before I left. He's a fisherman in a village up north.”


Bea was still leaning towards declining his generous offer, but just then she realized how hungry she was. She hadn't eaten much all day so the thought of food made her empty stomach complain.


“I guess that would be nice” She said, feeling her cheeks warm slightly as she tried to contain the sheepish smile that split her face.

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