Dragon Warrior Legends


Prologue


    He opened his eyes suddenly as a shouting crowd passed by his hut.
Kristolf looked at his mother who was still asleep, even after all that
racket.  Kris stretched as he pulled off his covers.  The sun was just
starting to peek through the open cracks where the straw of his hut
didn't cover.  Standing up, he felt the weak sensation in his legs of waking 
up while he pushed away the cloth hanging over the door.  He blinked his
eyes several times seeing the last of the herd of people fly by.
    "It can't be!" Kris thought.  He ran back to his bed, picked up
the rest of this clothes and scrambled out of the hut.  Kris was putting all his
effort to keep up with the bunch.  Suddenly the crowd stopped, and so
did Kris.  Noticing that everyone was looking towards the sky, he took a
peek.
    "'Tis here!" Kristolf heard one of the crowd's people calling
out.  Kris studied the sky a little more.  Lightning struck and thunder sounded!
Kris jumped with fear!  Closing his eyes, he kneeled down on the ground and
covered his head with his arms.  Kris regained his courage and slowly
stoodup.  To his amazement, when he looked up, the sky was clear with no
clouds in site.  He looked around,  no one was there.  He took a step when he
tripped on something.  He slowly stood up and stared at the object that tripped
him.  It was a body of one of persons in the crowd.
    "Oh my god!" Kris gasped in horror seeing every one who was in that
huge crowd laying dead on the ground.  Kris stayed motionless for a couple
seconds.  He ran back to his hut as fast as he could.  Tears of horror
started to pour from his eyes.  Flinging away the cloths of his door he
shook his mother to tell her of the disaster.  No answer.  "Mom?" He shook 
her again.  More tears fell from his eyes on to his face.  He sat down in a
corner and put his head on his knees.  Knowing that no one would hear
him, he burst out sobbing from seeing the lifeless corpse of his only living
relative.
    Kristolf was now an orphan.