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Ron the Psychic Mawile Ch1

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Chapter 1
Finding your inner power

On the day of June 15, 2007 will change the life of someone for the rest of his life.  We will start in the town of Licar in the house of a boy who just turned 18 on this day named Ron…

Ron just returned stepped on his yard returning from the store. As he walked through his front door and the house was completely dark, so he flicked on a light switch and his friends and relatives jumped out yelling “SURPRISE HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY RON.”

Ron, a little startled replied, “thanks guys.”

Ron’s dad walks up to Ron with a gift that is a little less than 2 feet long and hands it to him.

Ron takes it and opens it.  In side was an old wooden box with a carving of a sword on top of it and on the front was a lock with a key hanging from a string.  He takes the key and puts it in the lock and unlocks it, he opens it and a sword with a gem on the bottom of the grip and two gems on the hilt, one at the bottom and the other in the middle of the hilt.  Ron sets the box down on a table, takes the sword out of the box, draw the blade out and he held it over his head to examine the workmanship on it.  As he twisted the sword he noticed a carving of a name on the hilt, so he looked at it more closely.  On it said Roy Maw.  

So Ron asked his dad, “Hay dad.  Who is Roy Maw?”

Dad replied, “Roy was your great great great great uncle that slain a demon with that sword.  And ever cense he died that sword has been passed down through generations.  Now son it is yours, I believe you are ready for it.”

Ron in amazement just looked at the sword before sheathing it.  He saw two clips on the sheath where a leather strap can go.  “I’ll be back,” he said as he went to his room and got a belt from his closet and he strung it through the loops and strapped the sword on over his back with the hilt of the sword at his left shoulder and the bottom of the hilt at his right hip.  Ron went down stairs and showed every one.  Everyone was amazed as they looked at him, but his dad grabbed a photo album and opened it to look at a picture of Roy and he mumbled something to himself, “Just like the legend.”

A couple of hours went by and everyone left.

“I’m going outside mom and dad. Love you,” said Ron.

“Ok you be safe,” said mom.

Ron went outside to his favorite place, which is a hill with a tree on top of it.  He draws his sword and performs some slashes and stabs at the tree without hitting the tree.  When he did an angle slash at the tree a blast of wind energy shot out at the tree and it just disappeared in the tree scaring some birds away.  He slashed again and another windblast came and it hit the tree and some bark flew off of the tree.

“What is happing to me?”  He held out his hand pointing to a nut and the nut started to shake as the area around it got distorted and he lift the nut up into the air.  Ron looked at the blade of the sword and saw a reflection behind him that was dark.  Ron looked over his shoulder and saw a building on fire, and I wasn’t any ordinary building that was burning, it was his house.  He took off running to his house.  When he got their water as being sprayed on his house by Squirtles and Totodiles.

“RON.”

Ron looked behind him and he saw his old friend Sasami, a Kirlia who he met when they were kids when she was a Ralts.

“Sasami, have you seen my parents?” asked Ron.

“Ron,” replied Sasami, “I’m sorry, someone came and killed your parents before they burned the house down.  Who ever did it they did it quickly without being noticed, but they did left this note on your doorstep.”

Ron took the note and started reading it out loud. It said, “Ron, happy birthday, your gift from me is your house remodel.  How do you like it?  I know you have…” Ron stops reading it and thought to himself, “How does he know I have that power?”  Ron looked at Sasami and said, “Sasami follow me.”

“Where are we going,” she replied.

“To the hill with the tree.”

“Why?”

“You’ll see.”

When they got there Ron pointed to the tree. “See that, I did that when I was standing over here,” he said as he walked to the spot to where he was standing.

“How did you do that?”

“If I am right and since that stranger knows me, I must have used psychic powers.”

“Is that even possible for a Mawile?  Last time I checked Mawiles are only steel type.”

“Well something must of happened in my family line that I don’t even know about.”

“So then, finish the note. You might find out something.”

“Okay then.”  Ron opened the note and continued reading it.  “I know you have psychic powers.  I know everything about you.  So if you want to know why, come to me.  You know where I’m at already.  I’ll be whating.”

“Well, continue reading.  Who’s it from?”

“It stops there and it is unsigned.  But you must keep my power a secret, I don’t want any one to know my power.”

“But what will you do?”

“I’m going to head back to town to the sword fighting clinic and hope I won’t use my power.”

“When you set out on your adventure will you tell me?”

“Yes I will.  But first let me learn more of the way of the sword.”
I enjoyed doing this story and i will follow it up with more chapters.
here is the link to the drawing of Ron
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and i'll like to thank
:iconcyanzack:
4 me using the names of his characters and for this pick from the story [link]
and here is ch2
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hope u enjoy.
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DrMackFoxx's avatar
Rough, but pretty good. You may want to consider some revision. Good start, just needs some work.