Sabre the Elemental Book 1: The Beginning

Sabre sat atop the roof on his chambers in the castle keep of Atlas, watching as the sun and moon exchanged spots in the sky. He felt the warmth of the day's sunset leave with the sun and the cold evening breeze took its spot as the moon crawled out from the hiding spot on the opposite end of the horizon. He looked up and tried to see the evening sky but a sheet of clouds blocked him from his goal. He shivered slightly as he felt a snowflake touch and melt on his skin. His first instinct was to head inside to escape from the cold but he shooed the thought away. He always enjoyed the winter's first snowfall.

After a few more cold seconds of staring at the season's first snowflakes, Sabre decided to head back into his room. With a small flutter of his wings, to avoid any sprains or broken bones, he smoothly landed on the balcony that overlooked the town. He looked at the candlelit streets and homes and knew that this is the most peaceful that Atlas will ever be at any point in time. He looked away and trained his eyes on the fields just beyond. His thirst for adventure could take no more. He needed to escape before- "Sabre?" a voice wondered from the other side of his bedroom door. "Are you still up?"

"Unlocked." he sighed without looking away. His mother, Princess Emerald, stepped through and shut the door behind her. But she wasn't empty handed. In her magic's grasp were an assortment of things. A blade wrapped in a midnight black rode and a book with a ruby, emerald, sapphire, topaz, and diamond engraved on the cover. Sabre averted his eyes from the land below and watched as his mother sat on his bed, the items drifted down onto the mattress soon after. "There's no escaping this, is there?" he assumed as he walked in. He didn't realize how cold it was until he stepped in, the warm air sending goosebumps across his body.

"I'm afraid not." his mother chuckled with the shake of the head and a smile.

"What are these?" Sabre wondered as he joined his mother's spot on the bed.

"What you'll need for the road ahead." Sabre's mind swam in confusion. What did his mother mean? Where is this conversation going? His eyes drifted and fell upon the wrapped weapon. He cautiously grabbed it and took the robe off.

Inside was an onyx black shortsword inside it's sheath. But the hilt was another thing. Though the same metal, on it were an assortment of gemstones. Rubies, topazes, emeralds, diamonds, to name a few. His eyes trailed up the weapon and caught sight of a dragon's head at the base of the hilt where it touches the sheath. He stood and took no hesitation in drawing the weapon. He couldn't believe how light it was for a shortsword. "What......is this?" he wondered as his eyes darted up and down the crimson blade.

With a small giggle, his mother replied. "You know what it is already." Sabre thought hard to identify the blade. His mind clicked when he saw a small gem in the dragon's eye that swam with colors.

"This is......the Elemental Blade..." he summed up with the drop of his mouth. "But I thought-"

"That only the Elementals could wield such a blade?" Emerald finished with ease. "Right you are."

"Then that means..." Sabre's mind clicked again. This time, it was more important. He now knew the one thing that will change his life forever. The one thing he will never forget.

He was an Elemental. A legendary warrior that could bend the Elements to their will no matter the race. Sabre now has the burden of their family's ancient gift and curse.

Off in the badlands behind the castle, two figures watched as the guards walked from point to point on the wall and in the halls. One of them chittered to the other who nodded and they darted off in the opposite direction. In the safety of a cliff lay an entrance to a cave. They rushed through and navigated the mind-bending halls, ducking and weaving past boulders and fallen stalactites that rested on stalagmites. After careful navigation they reached the heart of the cave where thousands of Changelings buzzed and chittered at their arrival. They stopped and bowed before their leader, their ruler, their creator, the feared Changeling Queen, Chrysalis. "We have a report from our scouting." one of them announced, causing the whole room to fall silent.

"Well? Spit it out!" she commanded, her posture changing from leisure to one of interest.

The second scout chuckled with a smirk. His head raised and his eyes fell upon her. "Ready for the taking." was his answer.

A malevolent grin painted her lips as she stood. "Fetch me my armor and Behemoth." she ordered. A few shifted in their posture. But eventually, one of the scouts rushed off to fulfill her orders. "The rest of you," she began as she looked around the room to see all the eyes resting on her. "Prepare for liberation!" She threw her fist in the air and a roar of approval pierced the silence of the cave.