Hey! Welcome to Part Four of my Brian's Power stories! In this Chapter, Brian starts his training! Smaller chapter, sorry.
"Hey there Mister, time to get up." Said a feminine voice.
I adjusted my eyes to the dim lighting, and realized it was my mother, Janet.
"Got it. I'll get dressed." I said as I tried to clear the blur from my eyes. I walked to the chest at the foot of the bed, and grabbed the green tunic with the gold designs. I took of the blue robe, and neatly folded it. I put it back inside the chest and put on the tunic. Figuring the training would be intense, I grabbed a pair of white, baggy, pantaloons.
I looked a myself in the mirror. I looked fairly good, and royal. Remembering my family ring, I grabbed it of the dresser. I walked out of my room into the kitchen outside. Father was sitting at the table, and mother was setting things on the table. I took a seat near Gillian.
"Janet, would you please prepare three vials of Stamina Elixirs?" Said father.
"Certainly. If you train Brian here as hard as you trained your old apprentice, he'll need it." Said mother with a smile.
I knew I probably shouldn't be, but I was actually really exited about the training. For breakfast we had apples and the leftover meat slabs from yesterday.
"After breakfast, your training begins. We start the day in the throne room." Gillian said.
"Okay." I responded.
After we finished breakfast, father muttered the same words I couldn't understand, and the same hole appeared. We crawled through it, walked through the corridors, and arrived at the throne room. We each took our individual seats in the thrones. Me in the left, father in the middle, and mother in the right. A man walked up to father.
"Ah! I see your done has returned! Shall I sound the horn, and have the prince meet the castle?" The man asked.
"Yes." Father replied, obviously in deep thought.
A large crowd gathered inside the large throne room. Father, mother, and I stood in the middle of the room, and I shook hands with everyone. The castle was quite nice, with old men, regular men, women, children, teenagers, guards, archers, warriors, and the rest of the military. I had waken up at about six in the morning, and by the time I was done meeting everyone, it was about ten in the morning. After that, everyone bowed, or kneeled, and yelled,
"Hail the prince!"
Mother went to tend the garden, and father and I walked to the castle well, inside the meadow. We each drank from the bucket, and then the training began.
"I am going to demonstrate the first power you will learn. Said father.
He jumped into the air, lifted his arms, and just, stayed there. He was levitating in the air.
"Now you try!" He shouted down.
I jumped into the air, and...
fell back down.
"Try again!" He shouted.
I raised myself off my knees, and tried again. I jumped a bit higher, and for a second, it felt like I stopped in mid air.
Kind of a slap in the face to fall back down again.
Father dropped back down and landed on his right foot. He walked back over to me, and helped me up.
"You need to calm yourself. Think of birds, heights, anything to do with the air." Said father.
I dusted my pants off, and calmed myself.
"Good. Now jump, and raise your arms." Said Gillian.
I closed my eyes, jumped, and I didn't feel myself fall.
"Good!" Yelled Gillian.
Wait... I opened my eyes, and father looked like an ant.
I was flying! Well, not flying, but levitating! I can't believe it!
"Raise your arms!" Yelled Gillian.
I did, and I stayed perfectly still.
"Now try and move!" He yelled.
I moved my head, my arms, and my feet.
"Now try and leap in mid air!" Yelled father.
I did, and I flew through the air.
"Now come back down!" He yelled.
"How?" I mumbled, but right after that, I plummeted back down. I landed on the grass, but I was at least thirty feet in the air, so it hurt. Father ran up to me.
"You okay?" He asked with concern.
"Yeah." I said as I got up.
"You did good. Not many people can master levitation and flying so fast before." He said as we sat on the grass.
I kept trying to catch my breath as we rested for about a half hour.
"What do you say we work on one of your battling abilities now?" He asked.
"Yeah!" I said as I sprung up.
"Punch me as hard as you can." Said father.
"Umm... Sorry dad, I don't think I can do that." I said
"Just do it." He said.
I reached back, and my fist shot through the air. Just as it was about to hit dad, he disappeared, and reappeared on the side of my fist, grabbing my wrist.
"Nice power, but that's not going to cut it." He said as he flung me by my arm, face first into the dirt.
"Ow!" I yelled. "What'd you do THAT for?!"
"A real opponent doesn't got easy." He replied.
We sparred for about an hour, using our fists.
"Now I think it's time for Class Placement." Said Gillian.
"What's that? Like school?" I asked.
"You'll see." Said father.
"I am going to teleport us to a special mountain. Say near me at all times." Said father.
"Okay." I responded.
He grabbed my shoulder, and his normally blue eyes turned yellow. We appeared on a mountain with a pink sky. The grass was a bright red, and the trees' leaves were blue.
This is one f***ed up mountain.
Haha! Cliffhanger! Ah. Fun. I've been working on this story all day, whenever I got the time, so if it seems less detailed than Part Three, sorry. I know it's a lot shorter than the last one, and to make up for it, the next part will have Class Placement. After I post the fifth part, I will post chapters 1-5 in one story, so ya. Okay, next part up by Monday or Tuesday. Taking a day break. KK