Baracreess's child hood for refence.

" mike, or is it Baracreess? wares your mom? dead? " tom said. tom was one of the many child who like to make fun of Baracreess about his name and defences also the lace of a mother. Baracreess wasn't like most children, things just happened around him. fires would burn brighter and lights would fickler around him. as a only child and of a drunk and no mother to speak of didn't help him. ignoring Tom and walked in the direction of to him was home, Feudelune house. she was the only one who under what he was going throw. even if she were a high elf. Feudelune was on her porch weaving something out of a metallic string. her milky green eyes engrossed in what she was doing. Baracreesses walked up to her as stealthy as he could. she looked up and saw him, putting her hand throw her ,white but young, hair she smiled at him. she could have stopped a raging beast with her smile. " Hello Baracreesses." she spoke as if she were a whispering angle sent form the heavens. " it's my father he bin drinking again." " you know you always welcome here." Baracreesses smiled at her. most of the village didn't like Feudelune for she was one of the book less wizards, mage of power, a sorceress. " Feudelune I've started to learn how to make a missile form and I'm starting to get beater control of the light and sounds. " " Really? and how old are you?." " 10 and a half." Baracreesses sounded proud of his age " well that is interesting." she said will she invite him in her house. " I like to see you make a missile of magic some time. only if you want of choice." " i could show you now." " no Baracreesses that wouldn't be necessary." she said in a soft tone. a loud crack came form the woods behind Feudelune house she look in to the woods as if she could see what made the noise. she grabbed him and drew him behind her as 100eds of orc's rush out of the woods in a fury of battle cry and screams of the villagers. Feudelune didn't wast any time hiding him in a hidden door in the wall were he could see throw the cracks she rushed to her door to defend her home flames burst from her hands and large masses of fiery balls came form above will a purple flame flung form her hands incinerating all it hit. "Baracreess git out , run!" Feudelune said as she was struck by an arrow. Baracreess was paralysed in shock as a cascade of arrows tor feudelune flesh as she sill fought on her knees shooting spell after spell in vain. blood weaving down her as river across a planet's land. a man in a red clock came to her door step and dispelled the blast of magic sent after him. he razed his fist and broth it down to smash in to her face " you should not stop a.." he was cut short do to the foot in his groin. as he buckled over he raze his hand and feudelune wit stiff as he rose he gave his words a sorrowful meaning " comlpments of the red emeralds" as a green ray blasted form his hand into her face ending her life. Baracreess stood still in tell all sounds of the fight was gone and he ran to her limp body and wept thew the day into the night and only sleep keep him form her. he woke to his father walking in whiskey in hand " boy you go home ... now..." anger Rose in Baracreess and he ran , ran like he was chased by the death her self. nothing would stop him. he ran past his village and didn't stop Intel his legs gave out.on the road a old man walk up to him " boy you lost ?" to tired to talk he just weep. A arm went around him and lifted him "come on I have a home ware you can stay and get some rest." he said softly.