"Richard, please stop! You're scaring Kurt!"
SMASH CRASH
Glass shattered across the floor as furniture was being tossed and thrown aside.
"Shut the fuck up bitch! Or I'll kill both you and the little shit!"
The man threatened with a bottle of liquor in his hand.
His face was red with anger, toxins and bad decisions waiting to happen. The pristine suit he wore was now dishevelled and the once kind man the woman married was nowhere to be seen.
"Waaah ueueh waaah!" Crying while holding his mother's leg was a little Kurt no more than five years old. "Mo-mommy Im sc-scared!"
"Richard please, you're drunk and you're scaring Kurt. It'll be alright, ok? So please just calm down."
"DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN!"
CRASH
He threw the bottle near her face as it broke on the wall behind her.
"Waaah ueueh waaah!"
"All of you…. I swear, everyone….do they think I'm a joke. Do you think I'm a joke huh!" He grabbed the mother's hair and yelled in her face.
"Let her go! Stop it! You're evil, stop it!"
Although he was scared, the young boy found a sliver of courage to at least try to get his father off his mother.
"What did you just call me?"
He grabbed another bottle and slammed it against the wall.
CRASH
"Say that again you little shit." He pointed the sharp edges of glass towards Kurt.
"Say that again…YOU FU- Argh!" He fell on the floor.
Looking to the side he saw that the woman pushed him. Tears and fear were written on her face as she held out her shaky arms.
Realising what she had done, she took Kurt and started running to the door.
"GET BACK HERE YOU BITCH!"
He ran after the mother and child, losing all senses and quickly caught up to them.
"GOTCHA HAHA!" he shoulder tackled her, causing the mother to slip and fall.
"Why're you running Rachel huh?" Richard mounted Rachel and smacked her across the face.
"Richard please…. I love you ok….so please-"
"LET GO OF MY MOMMY! LET GO!"
Kurt tugged and pulled at his father's shirt hoping he'd stop hurting her.
And he did, only to turn his attention to Kurt instead.
"You…." Richard stood up and grabbed Kurt by the neck of his shirt.
"What did you call me back there huh?" He lifted the boy effortlessly.
"Richard put my baby down! I didn't mean to run from you, and Kurt didn't mean to call you that so please! -"
"GET OFF OF ME!" He pushed her away.
Hard.
THUD
Blood trickled down Rachel's head as she lay unconscious, hitting it at the wrong angle of the wall.
"MOMMY!" Kurt cried. "DADDY MOMMY'S HURT! MOMMY, SHE'S-"
"You called me evil, didn't you? I'll show you just how evil I can be."
Richard pinned Kurt against the floor and raised the broken glass bottle, aiming for his face.
"No daddy please, I'm sorry. I won't call you that again. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm-
STAB
'Gasp!' "Haaaahuuuh haaaaaa…." Kurt jolted awake, holding his eyepatch.
When he looked around, he was still riding in the carriage.
Some people were staring at him, worried something was wrong
"You ok there sonny?" A woman next to him asked.
"I'm fine, miss, thanks for asking." he replied putting on a smile.
"You sure boy? You've been screaming for "mommy" in your sleep, ey'?" A man sitting in front of him asked next.
"Everything's fine really. Sorry if I worried you."
"Hmm well you better fix that "mommy" problem you got. Don't wanna upset your lady at night yeah? Unless…. that's what you're into-"
"No no no no you've got it all wrong! Seriously! I don't have mommy issues." Kurt interrupted.
"If you say so." the man shrugged.
'Urgh how embarrassing….'
Tap tap
Kurt looked over his side to see the lady, who was worried about him, lean in closer to whisper,
"I can be your mommy, handsome." She winked with a slight blush on her cheeks.
'Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!'
.
..
…
Clip clop clip clop
Only the sound of the horses trotting can be heard as the people in the carriage finally settled down.
Kurt took a peek inside his blazer and looked at his phone, 'Only 15:00pm. Feels like I've been here forever.'
He put the phone back, slouched on his seat and stared out the window.
There was green nearly everywhere. The skies were clear, and birds were singing on the carriage roof.
'So peaceful.' Kurt thought blankly. 'No factory smog covering the sky. No massive buildings or cars killing nature. Worst of all, no internet, no movies and....no syndicate members to kill…
Before his mind could spiral he saw a person flying across the sky.
'What the?' "Hey, did any of you just see that?" he asked a few people around him.
"See what?" the man from before asked, "I don't see nothing," he said looking out.
"It looked like someone flying in the sky."
"Must've been someone using magic then."
'Oh right…. magic.'
"Attention passengers, we are approaching the Capital of Eldoria!" the coachman announced ringing a bell.
Kurt poked his head out the window and looked ahead. The sight blew him away.
'Woah…'
From the distance he saw the capital. The protective wall which stretched far across the land was so huge that no threat would make it over. Even if they did, the wall had additional defense towers every hundred meters or so making sure for extra security.
As they drew closer Kurt then saw what looked like flying ships coming to and from the capital.
"What are those?" he asked.
"Those are Royal Airships. As the name would imply, it carries nobility from other counties to Eldoria through the air. A fascinating piece of magical engineering." A man with thick glasses and messy brown hair leaned on Kurt's chair to answer.
"I hope to one day get a much closer look at it its…. insides hehehe…." he wore a creepy smile and giggled.
"Hey, did you know that the airships were actually inspired by the flying metal birds of the ancient civilisation but with its own magical twist hehehe. Also, that's not the only one of its kind, there are also miniature versions created solely for…..'personal' use hehehe. Also-"
"Ok young man that's enough outta you. We're approaching the border check so sit down." Before he could continue, he got pulled down by his seatmate.
'Sheesh I nearly punched him in the face for getting so close.' Kurt thought, unclenching his hidden fist.
Arriving at the border gate the passengers got out and lined up. They were then told to get their tags ready for identification.
After waiting for ten minutes, it was finally Kurt's turn.
"Personal tag." The guardsman asked.
Kurt took it out from his pocket and imbued a bit of magic into it.
'Guess I'm getting a bit used to this'
When it lit up it showed the projection but with a slight change of details.
Personal Info -
Name - Kurt Rossana
Date of Birth - 26/12/756
Nationality - Riverton
Occupation - Adventurer
'Why'd it change? Whatever, I'll take this over "Unknown" and "Assassin" any day.'
"An adventurer from Riverton? Wait Rossana?" the guardsman grew excited, "Are you bl-"
'Shhhhhh shhhhh,' "Please, I know what you want to say but let's not make a scene alright?" Kurt quietly pleaded.
"Ehem! Sorry about that…. sir. May I see your adventurer's tag?"
Kurt imbued magic into the other tag and showed,
Adventurer org -
Guild - N/A
Rank - F
Party - N/A
Skills - Adaptation
"Ahh you're just starting out I see. By the way you don't need to show me your skills if you're not comfortable doing so sir."
"What do you mean?"
"With just a bit of concentration you can hide your skills information."
Kurt looked at the tag and concentrated on hiding his skills,
Adventurer org -
Guild - N/A
Rank - F
Party - N/A
Skills - (Concealed)
'Would you look at that. I wonder if I can hide my surname?'
He tried doing the same for his personal tag but the surname didn't disappear.
"Does it not work for this tag?" he asked the guardsman.
"No sir it does not work like that."
"Seriously? Who designed these anyway."
"These tags were made by the Genius Inventor Alice Wilkerson. Along with most of the world's magical inventions."
"I see. Well, I'm guessing that we're done here?"
"Yes sir," the guardsman made way for Kurt to go through, "Welcome to the Capital of Eldoria. I look forward to your great feats and reading about it in the newspaper."
"Don't count on it." Kurt walked through the gates and immediately got memorised by the scenery.
If the docks where he arrived at were busy with business, then that does not even compare to the bustle of life in the Capital.
People from all around seemed to be busy preparing for a festival with what looked like students in white uniforms helping out.
In the distance Kurt saw a tall tower with a grand clock at the top.
All the buildings and architecture looked Victorian, with their sharp-edged roofs and beautifully paved roads.
And just like before, Kurt saw a person flying through the air seemingly in a rush.
'Where do I even start?' he contemplated.
Growl~
He looked down at his stomach and decided, 'I haven't eaten since I woke up. Now seems to be the perfect time.'