Chapter 1
Once upon a time in a distant land far, far away, there lived a kingdom called Buganbal.
Buganbal was a kingdom where magical, wondrous, and amazing creatures lived in peace along with its people but sadly this peace did not last.
One night in the royal palace of Buganbal, Prince Atoni, and the royal guards rushed to the king’s room upon hearing an alarming sound come from the room.
Once there they saw a Storm Maker, a being of immense power with the ability to control the raw power of the storm, and next to him a Sorceress filled with the immense power of raw and pure magi,c and on the floor King Adanjan laid down lifeless and dead.
The prince upon seeing the lifeless corpse of his father became blinded by anger and rage.
The Storm Maker and Sorceress tried to explain themselves but the prince was too blinded by his rage to listen.
He ordered the guards to arrest the Storm Maker and Sorceress but before they could the Sorceress used her magic to make both her and the Storm Maker vanish in a flash of blinding light.
Prince Antoni soon became king but he was still filled with anger and hatred towards the Storm Maker and Sorceress for the death of his father and that anger never stopped growing.
Soon he became so consumed by his rage and anger that he began to extend his hatred to the magical creatures that lived in Buganbal so much so that he made a law stating that all magical creatures in Buganbal be killed.
The people of Buganbal began to slay the magical creature one by one. Some of the creatures managed to escape, fleeing to the forest outside Buganbal.
Little did the king know that his actions would have serious consequences.
Many years later Anja, a young Storm Maker, and his twin sister Braiba, a young Sorceress, roamed the forest with Anja flying high up in the sky admiring the beauty of the forest from so high up in the forest while his sister was busy writing in her small journal about the beautiful creatures were in the forest.
“What a beautiful day, the sun is out and the birds are busy singing,” said Braiba as she stopped writing in her journal to observe the beauty of the forest.
“Yes Braiba, the forest is truly a magical place isn’t it,” said Anja as he landed next to his sister, taking in the beauty of the forest. They then heard a loud cry coming from the forest.
“What was that?” asked Anja.
“I am not sure but whatever it was it sounded like it was in some kind of danger,” said Anja.
“Come on Anja, let’s go and see where the sound came from maybe we can find what made that sound,” said Braiba before she and Anja left, looking for what made the sound.
Meanwhile, in another part of the forest, a boy named Amasu had just trapped a small creature in a trap he set himself the creature he caught was small, covered in white fur, had no razor shape claws or teeth, and did not look like it could harm anyone.
The creature cried out as it feared what Amasu might do to it and its cries were what Anja and Braiba heard.
Amasu was greatly disappointed when he saw the creature he had captured as he wanted to capture a great beast whose strength a power would make the bravest and mightiest of warriors flee in fear but much to his disappointment all he could catch was that small creature.
“I spent the entire day setting this trap and this is what I get, a white fur ball that looks like it couldn’t even harm a fly,” said Amasu who was greatly disappointed.
He then looks at the creature which was now shivering and shaking out of fear.
As Amasu watched the creature he couldn't help but feel pity for it.
He then drew out his sword and was about to use it to free the creature when he heard something coming from behind him.
Before he turned around to check a ball made of light and magic flew out of nowhere and hit, sending him flying and crashing into a tree.
Amasu gets up and then saw two strange children; a boy who seemed to be floating in midair and a girl standing next to him, they were none other than Braiba and Anja.
Braiba and Anja turned to the creature Amasu trapped.
She then went to the creature and used her magic to free it from the trap. They then turned to Amasu, looking at him in disgust.
“All Buganbalians are the same, they harbor hatred in their hearts for all magical creatures for no just reason,” said Anja.
"You are right brother; these people have no heart or soul. They spill the innocent blood of creatures that walked the earth just like they do and call those creatures monsters, disgusting” said Braiba disgusted by Amasu's actions.
“No you have it all wrong; I didn’t mean to capture that creature. I was looking for something else, something fierce and dangerous not that” said Amasu pointing at the creature.
“So you set a trap for one of the many monsters in this forest, monsters that have not harmed in any known way,” said Anja even more enraged with Amasu's actions.
The clouds in the sky turned grey and began to rumble with thunder and lightning as Anja’s anger grew.
“Brother,” said Braiba to calm her brother down.
Anja then calmed down and as he did so the thunderclouds disappeared.
“You are a Storm Maker and she is a Sorceress, just like The Storm Maker and Sorceress that ended the life of the former king,” said Amasu, now realizing what Anja and Braiba truly were.
“First of all, The Storm Maker and Sorceress weren’t the ones who ended the former king’s life; your king was the one who jumped to conclusions before they could explain what truly happened,” said Anja.
“Enough of this, I refuse to listen to anyway word coming from the mouths of a Storm Maker or a Sorceress,” said Amasu as he brought out his sword.
“Your kind killed our former king and for that, you two must fall by my blade,” said Amasu before he charged straight for Braiba and Anja with his blade Amasu charged straight for them, about to strike them with his sword but before he could a magical portal opened up in between him and then, a beast jumped out of it.
The sight of the beast stopped Amasu in his tracks.
The beast walked on all four legs like any order animal, it was massive, covered head to toe with dark fur, and had teeth and claws so sharp that they were like the blades of a mighty sword with a tale had a sharp bony spike on its end and with blood red eyes, this beast was truly a monstrous thing to behold.
“What kind of Sorcery is this?” said Amasu thinking that the beast was summoned by Anja and Braiba.
"This beast wasn’t our doing you Buganbalian” yelled Anja enraged that Amasu would think that they were the ones that summoned the beast.
A smile then formed on Amasu’s as he looked at the beast, thinking that he had now found a ferocious beast worthy to be killed by him.
Amasu, without much of a thought in his mind, charged straight for the beast.
He tried to strike the beast down with his sword but the beast was too fast and strong to be killed by Amasu.
The beast dodged all Amasu’s attempts to strike it down with his sword and then attacked him with its claws, greatly wounding him in the process.
Amasu was now on the ground wounded with the beast on top of him about to drive the spike on its tail through his chest, ending his life instantly.
"Should we help him?” Braiba asked her brother as both of them watched as the beast was about to finish Amasu off.
“No, he said it himself. He wanted something fierce and dangerous, he got his wish” said Anja not wanting to help Amasu.
“But still, if we don’t help, the beast will end him,” said Braiba.
“And so, why should we care about what happens to the Buganbalian they didn’t care about us when they forced every single magical creature out of Buganbal,” said Anja not wanting to help Amasu because he was a Buganbalian.
“Yes brother, I know but if we don’t help him then we are just as bad as the people of Buganbal,” said Braiba.
Anja sighs, knowing his sister had a point.
If they let this beast devour the Buganbalian then they would be just as bad if not worse than the Buganbalians.
“Just so you know I find no joy in helping a Buganbalian,” said Anja.
Braiba then smiled at her brother, happy that he could put anger and hatred towards the people of Buganbal aside and do the right thing.
The beast was about to finish Amasu but just before it could drive its spike into him Anja fired a bolt of lightning out of his hands, striking the beast away before it could finish Amasu off.
“Why did you save me,” asked Amasu shocked that Anja, a Storm Maker would save him from a beast.
“Thank my sister, if I had my way I would have let that beast finish you off,” said Anja coldly as he helped Amasu up.
The beast got up and set its sights on Anja and Amasu was about to attack Anja and Amasu before it could reach them Braiba used her magic to stop it in its tracks and then sent it flying deep into the forest.
“That takes care of that,” said Braiba.
“Indeed sister but we still have one more matter to deal with,” said Anja as he turned to Amasu.
“What do we do with him,” asked Anja as he grabbed Amasu and lifted him off the ground with a single arm.
“Let me go,” said Amasu as he struggled to free himself from Anja’s grip.
“Let him go, Anja,” said Braiba.
Anja then sighed before he tossed him aside to the ground.
“You are no fun sister,” said Anja. Braiba then went to help Amasu up.
Braiba saw that Amasu was hurt; wounded by the claws of the beast as it attacked him.
“You are hurt,” said Braiba as she tried to touch the Amasu’s wound.
“Don’t touch me, sorceress” said Amasu, stopping her from touching his wound.
“Trust me, I won’t hurt you I promise,” said Braiba.
Amasu looked at Braiba, she looked innocent and pure heart with a face that looked like she could not harm.
Amasu could not help but trust and feel safe upon looking at Braiba’s face. Amasu took a deep breath before allowing her to touch his wound.
Braiba then used her magic to heal his wound.
“Thank you,” said Amasu to Braiba.
“You are welcome, now leave this forest and go back to your home,” said Anja bitterly.
“Anja is right, this forest is no place for your kind,” said Braiba but not as bitter as her brother.
Amasu sighed before he put away his sword and turns away from them.
Amasa then left, with a newly found respect for the Storm Maker and Sorceress.
Both Braiba and Anja, who may not admit it at the moment, we're starting to consider that they might have been wrong to think that all Buganbalian were truly bad people.
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