I
Awakening
Who's this brat...!
Huh?
I'm going to inspect your luggage!
What is this?
Ah! S-stop it...!
I hear...
You can't...take this luggage.
...voices?
Have I finally reached the afterlife?
And then there was a flash of light. I opened my eyes, not expecting to see an entirely new and different scene in front of me. I was currently bound by a rope and my mouth was covered with a piece of cloth. Stuffed inside a ripped sack, fear wasn't the only thing I was feeling. Worst thing was, I had no idea where on earth I was.
I was kidnapped?
Anyway, judging from what I was seeing right now in front of me, there was a crowd of people wearing what looked to be clothes from an ancient era. Did I go backwards in time or something? My eyes immediately zeroed in on four certain people. Two young boys and two dark-skinned adult males. It was like both of them were in pairs. One pair was in the sidelines while the other pair was currently facing off each other.
As I watched the pair that was facing each other, I noticed that the man suddenly brought out a knife that was hidden in his clothes. "You brat...so full of yourself..." He muttered just as another man appeared behind him.
"You brat..." The dark-skinned male was suddenly slammed to the ground. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY GRANDSON?!" The newcomer yelled. He was an old man with a scar etched over his right eye. I didn't know him but then my mind suddenly supplied his identity to me. Son Mundok, General and Chief of the Wind Tribe.
Everyone started cheering for the old man. The dark-skinned man's partner fled in fear, only to come across a man who donned an armor with the design of a dragon on it. He was beaten, very badly if I may add.
The scuffle had finally ended and the two boys were fast approaching to where I was currently situated. I was in a dilemma right now. Should I pretend to be asleep or just keep myself awake? Dammit! I can't think! Unfortunately, my decision had been already made for me. They had already seen me awake.
Oh well, let's just get on with it.