The Legend of Alex

The Legend of Alex

“Alex! We’re going to be late! Get outside this instant!” After I was finished changing into my best clothes (A collared dress shirt with blue jeans and brown boots), I rushed outside, hoping my Aunt Lucy would stop yelling at me.

“I’m coming!” I said, a few feet away from the front door. As soon as I made it into her 1-year-old brown carriage, she didn’t look pleased.

“I told you to get ready half an hour ago! The festival starts in twenty minutes! Don’t you want a good standing place to actually see it?” Aunt Lucy asked, starting to make the brown horse move at its fastest speed. I didn’t see what the rush was all about; we live about ten minutes from Fagus Town anyway. Plus, I doubt the festival will be fun anyway. Watching the king and queen’s son, Mavin, come home from one of his month-long journeys doesn’t particularly interest a fifteen-year-old, especially when the festival is mostly a speech that takes up a full hour. There’s barely anything festive about it. It’s more like a town gathering, which I hate to go to. When we finally got there, Aunt Lucy was angry at me again.

“Look at that, Alex! It’s already almost noon, and we haven’t even found our seats yet!” Aunt Lucy parked the carriage, and we both rushed towards the gathering area.

“I don’t see why I have to come anyway. I mean, it’s only a…”

“Shush Alex. The festival is starting.” Suddenly, musical instruments starting playing in the background. Everybody was able to see Mavin coming in through the town gates on his white stallion, followed by five other people on plain brown horses. They were probably his loyal adventurers or something. When Mavin reached the town square, he got off of his horse and climbed the steps to where his mother and father sat. As the king stood up, Mavin knelt down before him. The king then unsheathed his sword and lightly put it on top of Mavin’s right shoulder, and said something that I didn’t even bother try to comprehend. I was pretty much ignoring everything, until a random girl popped up.

“Hey there!” she said, startling me a little bit. “My name’s Amanda, what’s your’s?” I was surprised this stranger randomly started talking to me, during a huge “festival” like this. “Oh, sorry for bothering you. I guess I shouldn’t be talking at a place like this… follow me!” she said, quieter than she did before. I was about to say no, but then remembering my two options, and realizing that Aunt Lucy was hypnotized by Mavin, I followed her. I ended up at a huge cathedral that I’ve never seen before. Then again, I rarely go to Fagus Town anyway.

Amanda opened the door, and she led the way inside. “Sorry to bother you like this, but I just had to get away from the festival! It was so boring! The only good thing about it was seeing Mavin, but after a couple of minutes looking at him, that gets boring too!” she said. I was a little surprised at how preppy she was. As I took a second look at her, I noticed that she was about my height, had long brown hair, and looked about my age.

“Um… it’s ok. I was kind of bored also…” ‘ “Kinda” bored? What was I saying?’ I thought to myself.

“So, what’s your name stranger?” Amanda asked, in a cute way. I was just starting to realize how pretty she was.

“Um, the name’s Alex,” I stated. “So… why are we here, anyway?”

“Well, if I was going to talk to anybody, I needed to find a secluded location. Also, I think this place is kind of interesting.”

“Really? All I see is an old cathedral. It doesn’t seem that interesting to me…”

“Please, do you think that’s all there is about this place? Do you see that sword right there?” she asked, pointing directly in front of me. It was stuck in a pedestal, had a black hilt, and looked the size of about half my body. “Well, that’s one of the Legenday Blades. Whoever wields it gets unimaginable power. However, not everybody can use it. Only one person every generation can pick up only one of the blades from their pedestals. I think Mavin has one of them, which means he must be very strong. Why, that Mavin… he’s so dreamy, with his strong muscles, beautiful hair…”

I was getting very interested in hearing about the Legendary Blades. I couldn’t believe she stopped right in the middle of her own story to think about that Mavin guy. I mean, how great can he be, anyway?