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« Thread started on: Dec 4th, 2006, 1:36pm »

It’s been a great day for me. I got my journal today on my birthday. It’s cheap as you can tell if anyone’s reading this. Well off to introductions. My name is Marius. I’m 14 and I live in Jamaica I have an older brother named Nigel. I’m adopted by a voodoo priest. The people call him Father well I guess that’s what people respectfully call him. Since after all he is a priest. I’ve never heard his real name I guess maybe he changed it. Well maybe the next day will be a little more interesting for anyone reading this just an average journal entry. For yet another average birthday…..



Well today is my second entry. My day has been horrible. Sometimes I think my father is too weak. Today the so called sheriff came over. He asked for his payment to ensure nothing happened to the church. My brother Nigel yelled at him saying

“why can you not leave this holy man free….all you see is money and greed justice is dead here”

The sheriff didn’t take this lightly he grabbed Nigel by the neck and threw him onto the ground. I just watched as the sheriff kicked him. Nigel screamed my own brother I couldn’t help him. My father pulled the sheriff away and gave the sheriff his payment. My brother looked up at our father blood dripping for his mouth. Nigel was in shock his father had just gave him the payment. My father just shook his head saying

“I did this for us….we are poor and weak if we hadn’t done this we would be gone destroyed by this town I did what was right for us”

I helped my brother to his room. Nigel said strongly shaking his head in anger…

“if there can by no justice then we must be the justice”

I’ve never seen my brother so angry in his entire life. Perhaps tomorrow will hold better times.



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« Reply #1 on: Dec 9th, 2006, 4:15pm »

Today I had a rigorous training day at the gym with my brother. We sparred we were almost equal blow to blow. Yet my brother however won. I am more of a close quarter fighter knocking people in the head and in the stomach continuously. My brother uses more techniques for breaking bones and such (of course he didn’t use this on me). It was fun altogether. After training we stopped by at the tavern and bought some rum we drank it on the beach. We talked about life and glory and what we plan to do. My brother told me his ambitions for once in his life.

“I want to help people…I am thinking of being a herbalist settling down getting married helping my father’s church”

I looked at him and agreed I was more ambitious then my brother.

“destiny has something great waiting for everyone and when it comes I’ll do what it asks no matter what”

My brother laughed a little he thought it was a joke. We finished our drinks and decided to go home. As I walked home I realized how different me and my brother were. As I walked into my room my brother came up to me. He looked at me.
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« Reply #2 on: Dec 9th, 2006, 4:17pm »

“have I told you about our parents….”

I didn’t say anything. What could I say I just waited for him to go on. Sometimes I wonder if they watch me. From the skies if there souls are the stars giving us light and hope. Maybe there looking down on me. I hope so….I wont let them down.

“I was 8 and you were 2...we lived in Haiti a French colony with our parents I miss them…but of course you don’t remember them you were too young…there was a rebellion slaves…our family didn’t own any we only made our way made our money….but they were so angry they were mistreated I don’t blame them they killed their so called masters and reached our home. My father grabbed his revolver. My mom grabbed me and whispered in my ear. She told me to watch out for my brother keep him safe. I ran out through the back door I heard the revolver go off 5 times blood hit the windows. My father killed a few I’m guessing. That’s when there was a silence and I heard my mom scream. They were gone and they walked out and burnt the house down. We survived we hid in the woods”

My brother stopped his eyes watered a little and he put his hand on his head. Tears ran down his face.

“I miss them so much if I could save them I would”

I patted my brother on the back and walked in my room. Falling asleep they weren’t my parents I never knew them. I don’t remember them. They were my brothers parents. I guess that’s why I never cry for them. I don’t know what they were like. I wish I had but I dont like goes on.
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« Reply #3 on: Dec 14th, 2006, 3:14pm »

Today was a good day for me. I learned about one of my favorite subjects history. My father always enjoyed teaching me. He had a huge collection of books he assembled it over the years. Buying them and then showing me them. In fact his prized possession was a sword used by the roman legionnaires. It was expensive but he was rather wealthy during the good days. The days when this island had a balance. The balance between good and evil is breaking and its becoming clearer. Anyways no need to rant on and on. After my studies I hung out with my brother. We walked through town buying some rum and then had a few laughs. I went to sleep just an uneventful day without much meaning.


Well it’s a new day. I heard my brother sneak out last night. He was probably going to the cliffs. My brother’s weird like that I guess he misses his family a lot. Today me and him went down to the gym and trained. He was stronger then I’ve ever seen him. He brought me down so quickly and with such power. Of course it was a friendly fight like it always has. I’m still trying to work and be stronger but its hard. Specially when you have a duty to keep up with. I went home and we began to study herbs. That’s when my father told me he had plans for this town. I was curious what it could be that’s when he said….

“Marius my son….I want you to help me restore balance to this town but I don’t think your ready yet….tomorrow meet me at the church around 8:00 pm….don’t tell your brother anything he’s not loyal like you”

I was shocked my father didn’t trust Nigel. After all Nigel was one of the nicest people I know. My brother didn’t come home until late. He was very depressed like always. Even when he was back he stayed awake reading herbs. Something was stressing my brother out. I’ll talk about it tomorrow today’s not good for me.
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« Reply #4 on: Dec 20th, 2006, 7:18pm »

Another day so this morning I followed my brother to see where he was going. He went to this abandoned house formally owned by a man who committed suicide. He walked in with some herbs and remedies. I followed him in and that’s when I saw what he was watching and taking care of. A child around 7 she was against the wall coughing her eyes were blue. Her hair was blonde and dirty. She wore clothes that were like rags. She was obviously poor and my brother found her. My brother saw me and looked at me and said to me calmly.

"Marius don’t tell your father this he’s already in trouble…..I wont that him go out of his way I have to help her myself"

I smiled and nodded. The girl was very sick. I put my hand on her forehead it was burning hot. She was so young to have to go through all of this. Her name is Hannah. I found out the man who killed himself had kidnapped her from her family. Which left this island a while ago. The man killed himself one day and left Hannah with only a little food. My brother heard her crying. Hannah had a unknown illness and that’s what my brother was looking for a cure. He was always out to help people in need. It surprises me how my father doesn’t trust him. I left at noon and I looked back to see the girl crying. Nigel frowned and took out a painkiller for her to eat. Maybe help her a little. I went to the gym and worked out. I was so curious what my father had in store for me. I had forgotten about Hannah and Nigel when I walked into the church. I guess I was too curious about it. I would prove my loyalty to my father and he would appoint me head priest. An honor I would hold dearly.
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« Reply #5 on: Jan 3rd, 2007, 7:16pm »

I walked into the church that’s where I saw my father. Along with a few significant others of the community. There was the former Mayor and one of his body guard’s. Then there were a few other priests of the other churches. I felt very strange to walk in there. These people were some of the most powerful here. There were a few others I didn’t recognize but guessing from the looks of the people here they had some power. They needed my help for what. My father stood up and said

"hello my people of this dead country it is time we take back what is ours what has been taken from us our land….our power and its time we restored it by any means necessary…."

He stood there and I sat looking up at him. I couldn’t believe it my father. Working for these people who oppressed us for so long. My father continued his speech I was in shock I couldn’t listen to it. Eventually I understood it. My father wanted to save our country he wanted to bring peace. However he was going to use violence. I will follow him for this country. For these people I stopped questioning it after a while. I thought about keeping the people safe. A famous man once said….

"the end justifies the means"

So that justified our sins. It was for a better future. For better times. For the one thing I haven’t had in a while hope. After the speech I walked out and stood outside just thinking. My father came out he had something hidden behind his back.

"take this it is my sword I pass it onto you my son….those people in the room are not to be trusted it is a sign of weakness….to trust scum like them keep your backs turned to them…..trust only me not even your brother remember it’s for the good of the people"

My father handed me the roman sword and walked away. I felt a sense of pride holding it. Holding something so powerful. Wielded by the greatest people in the world. What was I going to use it for. To murder I thought about it for a while and realized it was destiny. With that I cast aside my trust for anyone I cared after all trust is weakness. I don’t even trust my father. The only man for me to trust is myself.
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« Reply #6 on: Feb 23rd, 2007, 6:33pm »

I have been working for the past for few weeks on using the sword. My father has brought the sheriff over to assist in the training. He has taught me well. We often spar with wooden swords. Learning the basic techniques guarding and stabbing. The sheriff apparently was taught to use a sword in Haiti. He himself came from the country. He learned how to use it when he was a slave. Then eventually he killed his masters and came here. He seemed different then the last time I saw him. Along with that the families debt mysteriously disappeared as well.

My brother has told me Hannah is in even worse condition. She is dieing. He believes that the only way to save her is through a priest. Unfortunately there are no priests who specialize in healing medicine. Except of course my father. However my brother doesn’t seem to talk to my father anymore. There is some sort of tension between them. One night my brother begged for my help.

“I need you to find me a healer I have to save her she’s getting weaker and weaker…..I’m begging you”

I promised to help my brother. I fell asleep that night wondering how to save Hannah. I realized however soon she would die. For some reason I knew she would. I accepted this fact that night.
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« Reply #7 on: Aug 25th, 2007, 11:47am »

I haven’t seen Nigel for 2 days. He’s been too busy reading in his room. I don’t think I should disturb him. Me and my father also seem to be more quiet in the dining room then usual. Nigel didn’t show up for dinner either. I walked out in the street’s alone after dinner. Thinking about that night before. I looked down to see the abandoned house. To see a light dimly lit. Nigel was in there helping the poor girl. I guess there are 3 types of people in this world. People who are selfish. People who seem selfish but our trying to help people. People who will drop anything to help someone. My brother is the last one.

I know that I will never realize. What I am. Other people will see what I am. But I will only try to justify myself. That’s what humans do I guess. They lie to everyone including themselves.

I decided not to go into the house. It wasn’t my business. I walked home to look at the sword. I left it in my room in case my brother would question why I have it. I couldn’t trust him. The sword is beautiful. Despite it’s scratches. The scratch’s show where it hit armor. Or clashed with someone else’s weapon.

The sheriff hasn’t stopped by either. So I’ve been left to practice alone. By swinging my blade around. Or by cutting into a tree.
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