Our story begins in a far away land, on the surface this world looks calm and peaceful but looks can be deceiving .for this world has had a bloody and violent past and there is a chance of this happening. The world has four kingdoms each different to each other as you will soon find out. Each hides a child who is destined to become a seeker, but a seeker is only born every one thousand years. A seekers is a chosen child who is part god, he has hidden magical powers that are revealed on his fourteenth summer, the last four seekers were born one hundred years ago so in theory there shouldn't be another in 900 years however fate is spontaneous, it doesn’t follow any patterns.
The world is still suffering from the last seekers as three of them were twisted to the evil forces buy the evil lord from the hidden land, some say the hidden land is above in the clouds some say in the center of the earth. There was one seeker who saw the light, he committed his life to destroying the lord and his minions. He fought the seekers and killed them he faced up the lord and banished his soul. The seeker was left half dead but he struggled back to his home town were he finally died one week later, he lives on in the rain forest people’s hearts, each year when the sun aligns with the moon they pray to him and thank him for saving them.
Now let me tell you about a young boy from the rain forest kingdom, his name is Brian Sheperd, at the tender age of eleven seasons, he is no different to any of the other rain forest people, he is 4ft tall like everyone else. His emerald green eyes are as green as spring grass, they almost appear to be luminous in the moonlight, he has scruffy light brown hair. He is from a humble family that struggle through life. His father William is a septel farmer, he works hard to get the food on the table so much so he spends most of the night working out in the fields, his lack of sleep had had an adverse affect on his facial appearance his forehead was etched with deep wrinkles, his hair was turning Grey, far too Grey for his age and he was all skin and bones. Brian and his mother often worried about his health, he was always coughing. His mother on the other hand is as fresh as daisies, she was tall for her kind she had long black hair, it often hid her face like a veil, she had a small nose, thin eyebrows, she was a kind caring mother who always wanted to now what was happening and was always willing to offer a helping hand or a shoulder to cry. School was miserable for Brian he was always teased he was the punch bag and he was free to punch. The school had an elite team of bullies who were led by Malaky, and then by his brother Rick. Brian wasn’t the only one who was picked on there were lots of other kids who had there lunch stolen, there money, basically what ever you had the bullies had to have and that’s only the beginning they were constantly praying annoying pranks that leave someone extremely embarrassed and most of the time that was poor old Brian. School was prison.
Brian walked down the cobbled path with his head down, today had been a bad bad day, Malaky was off school with a supposed fever but everyone knew that he was somewhere in the forest smoking. So without him Rick was unfortunately in charge and he felt like beating Brian up. After there particularly boring History lesson Brian walked out and into Ricks ambush. He and his cronies jump off from the roof and onto Brian. Rick’s foot dug into Brian’s neck, however just as he was about to scream out in pain, Thomas, the other bully covered his mouth with his dirty sweaty palm.
Rick began to dig in Brian’s pockets looking for some money, he suddenly recoiled screaming at his index finger. What happened next made Brian feel just a little bit better. A Flint arrow head was stuck into his finger he ripped it out cursing. He threw it away into the distant forest in anger. This made Brian go mad he forced his way out of there grip and sprinted out into the forest looking for the arrowhead. Brian had had that arrowhead since he was a small baby, his older brother had given it to him just before he left to work out in the west of the forest up in one of the many moss farms. Brian couldn't remember his brother so he felt that all he had left of his brother was the old arrowhead.
He couldn't believe he had lost it. Tears streamed down his freshly bruised face as he ran into the distance. He finally stopped hours later, gasping for air. He sat down on the ground and wiped off the tears. He looked around. He was under a humongous tree that toward above all the others. On the ground there were fallen leaves that were slowly rotting. Thick vines grew along the floor searching for the sunlight. Lush green plants were growing abundantly, some with blue flowers, and some with bright yellow flowers that glowed like the sun. After he had taken in these wonderful sites the feeling of pure amazement was taken over by fear. Were was he? He had never gone this deep into the forest he always stuck to the trails, but he was a long way away from any trail. He cursed to himself. “You stupid fool” he thought as he banged his head against the tree.
Soon it started to get dark and Brian began to worry. Howls could be heard in the distance, little insects buzzed around nipping at his skin. Brian decided to take refuge in the tree, he climbed up to the canopy, he was startled by the view, he could see for miles and, he nearly fell out of the tree with joy when he saw his home town, he lay down on the thick branches.
