Golden Era

  Chapter 1 - First Days

  At the edge of a valley of rolling hills in the middle of nowhere, a boy took his first steps.

  His mother and father held great excitement for his awkward stand and waddle , but as he continued on a little too close to the water of the beach his father reached out with concern.

  He was stopped then. By a force that he wasn't sure was entirely there.

  He tried again.

  Then again

  Then again.

  With a twist of his shoulder his hand was launched out with mountain like force, but it led to no avail.

  The man frowned then. His stretched out arm beginning to change, growing in size and pulsing with veins. With a large force that made his teeth grit and his bones pop he pushed.

  Still, he could reach no further.

  In fear the parents watched, blocked as the boy trotted over damp sand and unto the water. The tide chose then to retreat, and with tugging tides the boy was swept away.

  A look of nervous excited fear painted his features as he was swept out and pulled deeper into the gulf and at some point when he had almost gave way to panic, the boy decide he would much rather not go any further.

  And so with a nervous giggle he turned around and walked back.

  Atop the water.

  As the boy made it back to land the parents fell forward , the invisible wall falling away and gravity taking hold once more. with a giggle the boy jumped down to match them.

  The mother and father shared a look.

  < One month Later >

  "Lemme hear you say Mama Hun. Gucchhi, gucchhi, Mama Hun. "

  "Mother thanks not how you talk to a baby. Besides your his grandmother, make him say Grandma. "

  "That's boring, daughter in law. If you say boring things he will grow up and be a boring baby. Here , after me boyo, Slayers rule. "

  "Swayas wolll." The toddler spoke in a confident series of sounds . "

  "Ahh he's got it. "

  "Bwahahah!!!!"

  "Shut up dear. Mother, why'd you make those his first words, I was going for 'mommy'. "

  "That's Mama Hun, to you daughter in law. Besides he said what he was thinking. " A wrinkled face began to chuckle.

  "This one will have an interesting future. He smells of adventure. " After that she proceeded to lift up the baby by his leg and smack his bottom.

  "Waaaaaa!!!!!!!! WaaAAaa!!!"

  "That's a good cry. He's definitely a Slayer baby. "

  "Bwahahahahha!!!!"

  "Dear stop laughing! Mother how's he look, is everything well? "

  "It's well.

  You've done a fine job. This boy is as healthy as they come. Good job to you both. "

  The baby gurgled in response.

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  "As for his haze levels I'd say highly blessed. At least the level of a demi. "

  "Haha, as I said, wife."

  A soft face and with gold eyes sighed.

  "So what will we do? "

  Mama Hun frowned. "For starters you'll get the fuck out of here. The one is clear upon matters like this, very clear. This klutz is almost a demi himself." She said, knocking the head of a large man sitting with a mug of ale.

  "You being what you are, I know you see what I'm trying to say. It's much too dangerous to raise your boy down here. "

  Anna frowned at that but nodded. "I have already begun preparing, Mama Hun. We're almost ready. "

  Mama Hun nodded. "So what do you need me for? Sounds like you got it all figured out. Leave. Leave with your little God baby and send him down when he's ready. Mama Hun will take good care of him then. "

  With that said the wrinkled old Mama Hun began to use her large walking stick to stand up to her full height and prepare her things for travel.

  Then she felt it. A strange cold feeling. A wave of a thing that creeped into her bones. With a face of anger she opened the door and looked out at the sky.

  Her face fell. "I see, they've already started coming. " She looked at Anna.

  "How much longer for your preparations? "

  "A few hours."

  "You will have three. " Mama Hun walked towards her grandson and gave him a kiss on the head. Then with sure steps was out the door.

  She had made it a few feet when she noticed the large man at her heels.

  "You should be with your baby, boy. "

  An eyebrow quirked. "You taught me the way. You won't have me ignore it will you? "

  Mama Hun smiled. "A Slayer never runs from a fight. "

  They waited then, on the edge of a flowing hill that overlooked the sea. A large old woman with hands laid on her walking stick, and a larger man whose hands rested upon his sword at his back.

  Then the song reached their ears. A rich deep peel that kicked out before retreating. Over and over it repeated, slightly changing but never straying too far away from its pitch.

  It stopped.

  Then it raised from the deep, a large figure ominous creature poking it's head from the sea, it's figure obscured by a deep black haze.

  "You have broken an old law. A very old law. " It's voice sounded layered and varied in sound.

  "I would seek to rid you of your sin. "

  A sword left its sheath. A blade left its stick.

  "Come meet your death creature. "

  ^°^

  As blades met haze above the water, and a creature of unknown power questioned if these mortals were in fact mortals, a spell finished taking place in the distance.

  The result. The island was plopping itself out of the ground.

  Not like it ripped, but as if it had always been able to, the ground popped and began to lift. As the earth slowly rose a woman began to emit a gold haze and a storm cloud tattoo on her arm pulsed a deep blue before deciding it too would like to lift. The storm cloud exited from her skin with a life of its own, small at first but increasing in size by the second.

  The cloud snuck under the lifting island, inflating and growing in size. Soon the island could resist the cloud no longer and with great effort began to float above.

  As the cloud made its way high into the sky, a Mama Hun and Titan exchanged a glance before dispersing.

  Titan to the sky. Mama Hun dashing into the distance.

  As they parted, Mama Hun did a small prayer for her grandson. A baby lay unaware of his destiny, floating away into the sky above.

  <  5   >

  Two fishing lines fell over the side of a cloud holding an island. They fell with a smooth grace, and fell taught just around the height of a flying bird. On their tips a sizeable hook pierced through a large bundle of wriggling worms.

  One of their throwers, a young boy with a leaf upon his head, sat on a island's end, legs dangling over the island's edge.

  "Hey dad. " He chimed up with sudden thought. "Why do we stay up here anyway? It's kinda weird isn't it.

  Living up in the clouds. "

  In response a finger made its way up into a nose and did a small wriggle before coming out with rotten gold. With a loud 'Plunkkk' a booger blasted through the sky.

  "It is a long story. Are you sure you want to hear?"

  The boy didn't answer. Instead he looked below at the 'squaks' of an incoming flock. With a loose wrist he wriggled his fishing line in the air, and with lights sways he directed it , battling the air to get it in the perfect position.

  His eyes narrowed as he thought about the question.

  The line went taught.

  With a flowing snap of his wrist the line snapped to life. It flew forward first , then with a large loop it flung high in the sky before wrapping around and beginning to fall.

  Beast yanked as it did, and with a large 'Squaaak' of protest, the bird attached to the end of the line came falling down.

  With a small hand bawled into a fist the bird was jabbed in the chest, and fell flat, lifeless.

  "No. I'm good. I don't really like long stories. "

  Titan chuckled.