Hybrid: The Begining by Eli The Great (acx book reading .TXT) 📕

"Dad, I'm so sorry. This was all my fault. I wanted to know what were you doing What was your job? I will find out and avenge you, I swear I will avenge you father. But, how and why were you fighting animals as big as those? I need answers to avenge your father and I will get those answers." He grabbed his fathers necklaces off his neck and put them on his own and walked away in tears. He needed answers to his questions

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Jordan went outside of the funeral home and began aimlessly walking down the street in anger. He couldn't help but feel like he was being followed. He wanted to test this theory. He went and double back around the funeral home and into an alley. He saw the shadow of a person and he slowly turned around, he had his hand on the silver knife he kept from the fight. He saw himself facing a tall man with a cloak like his father's. The young man had a bow slung over his shoulder with a quiver of silver arrows strung across his back. He had wickedly sharp, wooden swords in the scabbards on the sides of his belt.

"Hey you might want to put that little knife away, yeah?" The man said

"Hey you might want to step away from me or I'll use it." Jordan growled.

"Oh, I wasn't saying that for my own health, I was doing it for yours," The guy mused.

"What do you want?" Jordan demanded.

"Only to answer your questions about your father." This got to Jordan and he immediately spewed all of the questions he had.

"What is your name? How do you know my father? What was he doing? What was his occupation? Why did he fight those animals? What were they?"

"Kid, relax. I'll answer you questions. Listen up. Well me and your father had been childhood friends and we were always exploring things. One day we explored too much. We stalked our fathers one night and saw them fight monsters and we questioned them upfront. We found out we had a family legacy of beast slayer's that fight of the Paranormals. The Paranormals are just what we call the abnormal things. Like the beasts you saw, those were werewolves, are part of the Paranormals. We have a group of people that carry their family's name and we just kill any abnormal things that threaten civilization. We train the younger ones to fight. Now when we found out our legacy we wanted to carry it on. That tattoo in greek letters means: Beast slayer. Our legacy was carried by the last names. You're father was the Nefetari Dynasty and mines was the Ezsers Dynasty. And as for my first name it is, Covon Ezser."

"Please Covon, please teach me to be a Beast Slayer. I will carry on my family's legacy and avenge my father." Jordan said. This did not surprise Covon at all and he would teach the boy. He didn't like the child but he would do it.

"Sure kid, personal favor from your dad. We'll start right now."

"What?" Jordan said. Covon grabbed Jordan's wrist and put his legs behind Jordan's. He pushed Jordan down making him fall and squeezing his wrist so the knife could come out. Covan grabbed it and put it to Jordan's chest.

"Step 1: Always be alert" and with that Covan walked off. Jordan really didn't like him now, but he had answered his question and he was willing to teach Jordan to fight like his father. Now Jordan was prepared to take on any training given to him.

Chapter 5

Covan had always knew where Jordan lived, he had came over so many times to that house, he couldn't believe that the boy didn't even remember his face. But Covan left out with all of his gear, he was to be always prepared. He was going to take the boy to where all the beast hunters train a place called Skedro Davenkai, a magical place with many beast students can train with. Covan traveled quietly and stayed in the shadows so as not to be noticed. He climbed through the window of the Nefetari mansion, startling Jordan.

"What?! Oh it's you Covan." Jordan gasped.

"Yeah, I noticed, you ready apprentice?" Covan said

"Pretty much. Where we are going anyway? Covan?" Jordan asked.

"Listen kid, do not ask questions. give me your hand."Covan ordered. Jordan hesitantly held out his hand to Covan's.

"You're lucky you're dedicated boy otherwise we wouldn't be able to go." Covan grumbled and then began chanting.

"Go where"

"Skedro Davenkai!!!" Covan finished and in a flash of green light the guys were gone and into the portal to Skedro Davenkai

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In a blinding green black light a portal that looked made of lightning appeared in a beautiful land with many people there. Everybody was wearing something similar to what Covan was wearing but with different shaped weapons or different weapons entirely. Everybody specialized in different type of weapons but they had two of the same materials: Wood and Silver. They had bands on their arms with  holes that could shoot out things or call out for help in desperate need. Jordan was amazed at what he saw. Just people training and shooting at flying beast with teeth. He watched them. There were seven beast hunter and monsters to match. Each person shot a beast down all except one who hesitated to shoot his arrow. The beast swooped down and bit his neck and began whipping a way blood furiously. People around him shot at it and it died with wooden tipped arrows in its body. Lucky for the boy the beast took only enough blood to faint an he would live. He lost a lot of blood. Jordan just watched in awe he didn't know what to think. He just witnessed something similar to what happened to his father. He felt like this was a bad joke a really bad joke too. He calmed himself down and then he walked on with Covan. Covan looked at the shivering teen walking behind him. He went back and grabbed the kid by his shoulders and told him:

"Calm down boy. You're showing weakness and weakness is not allowed in front of the council."

"You never said anything about a council. You said you were going to train me today" the boy hissed back.

"I never what we'd have to go through so I could train you.  I'll train you for sure. You need to wait" Covan said letting go that surprise so the boy could get over his fears with anger. The pair began walking up a slope that led to a large, black, circular door. It had markings all over the top rim. Jordan was afraid to go in but fortunately for him he didn't have too. Covan just walked straight in and told Jordan to wait there. Jordan just sat out there and waited he was afraid he couldn't receive training. He was afraid to receive the training either. Jordan dozed off on the door, and was knocked over when Covan came through the creaking, black door.

"What, who what, where?" Jordan said quickly said as he was startled from his sleep. Covan chuckled. Jordan got off of the ground, now completely awake at Covan's arrival, and sprung to his feet.

"So what happened in there? Why did it take so long? Do you know how bored I was? Like seriously dude what-"

Covan cut him off merely by raising his hand in a halting position. His hood covered his eyes there was something in them that Jordan wasn't able to see.

"I was given permission to personally train you."

"Really?" Jordan said like an exciting puppy and not at all like a sophmore in highschool.

"Yes"

"Awesome! What are we going to learn first?"

"You'll find out" Covan responded hiding the thing that was in his eyes. The thing that was in his eyes were just complete sorrow for this kid. He felt as if he failed his family and is now putting the boy to a death wish. But the boy needed it and really wanted training. Covan saw no other thing to do than to teach Jordan. He moved his head back deeper in his hood to hide his sorrow.

Chapter 6

"Alright, the first thing I shall teach you to do is stay on your guard. Which might be pretty easy for you since you play football." Covan informed Jordan. Covan turned his back on Jordan:

"Try to tackle me"

"Um... Okay?" Jordan said in a state of perplexity. Jordan got into his 3-point stance and shot out rushing towards Covan. He dropped the shoulder and was about to truck Covan. But just before contact Covan spun to his left and grabbed Jordan’s shoulder and flung to the ground.

“Even when attacking make sure you follow the person or monster that tries to evade. I’m sure your coach told you that before did he not?” Covan said

“Try again” Covan ordered and, once again turned his back on Jordan. Jordan got ready and charged Covan again this time he didn’t try to tackle him. He got up from his trucking mode and was ready fist fight. Before Covan could spin out of the way, Jordan swung a fist at  Covan. The hunter grabbed Jordan’s arm got under him and flipped him. Jordan rose, panting and attacked again with a yell. He swung Covan blocked, Covan swung Jordan ducked and tried to come up for the upper cut. Covan did a backflip kick hitting Jordan in the chin and then lunged forward shoulder first knocking him backward. Then out of nowhere, as Jordan was flying backwards, Covan appeared behind him and grabbed him.

“You have much to learn young Nefetari,” Covan whispered

Jordan was breathing hard and highly upset. He couldn’t think straight and he attacked Covan  again, kicking him in the groin. As Covan was on his knees in pain, Jordan spun around swinging his fist and hit Covan right in his jaw. Covan was impressed by the boy’s persistence and took the hit. When the pain from his genital area faded he grabbed the kid’s arm pulled him down and kicked up, flipping the kid in the air.

“Very stupid of you to do that, boy. We began again tomorrow.” Covan said and walked away.

‘Now that is something I can work with’

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Jordan woke up thinking everything was a dream. But as he looked around he realized he was still in Assassí Temple everything was not imagined. Jordan began to wonder around and look for Covan. He walked until he came to a slope that led to a big field. There was nobody down there so he wanted to check it out . He confidently started down the slope. He still had his father’s hunting knife. Jordan pulled it from his belt for protection just in case. He heard some rustling in the bushes and he pointed the weapon in that direction.

“Who’s there?” Jordan bravely called. 

More rustling.

“Show yourself!” Jordan demanded. There was a battle cry and a shadow attacked Jordan. He instinctively  held the knife up and blocked a blow from a sword. The figure attacked again and again Jordan blocked it, went for his feet but he jumped. But the figure quickly pushed him to the ground and Jordan tucked himself into a backwards roll and lifted his blade in time to block yet another swing. He drew energy from his legs and jumped in a neat arc pushing the figure down to the ground. He was on top of it and screaming at it.

“Who are you!” Jordan yelled. No response. “I asked you a question”  but all of a sudden the figure pulled out  a bomb shaped item and threw to the ground. The