by Andrew Pahel

Created on: February 10, 2010   Last Updated: February 24, 2010

Excerpt taken from "Legend of Atakan: The World Tour". The books style is through the eyes of defined characters at different times, set by the chapter.

Chapter I. Ruins Amidst Chaos

         My vision was fuzzy, and I was cold. I was wet, why was I wet? A cold sensation swept over my body as I realized I couldn't breathe, but it quickly subsided when my eyes came to. I was underwater, the coldness, it wasn't the water. I gazed at the wound in my chest and an arrow lay hanging out, like a dart on a board. Instinctively I gripped it and tugged it out, blood seeped out into the water, as I glanced back towards the surface, two dark objects lay afloat. One was the craft that held my friends.....that held Tomoko. The other held my enemies, our enemies. My father, that piece of work,  he did this to me. If I surfaced now I would only provoke another attack that would end my life. A dark figure moving with intent speed closed in on me......a shark! I grasped for my sword and swung at the right time,  the water held back the force of the strike and the steel barely fazed the creature. The thick rubber of its skin was barely scratched. The shark regained its composure and came back at me opening its jaws for the strike of death. I was trapped between three deaths, I could return to the surface and die, I could stay here and die, or I could swim away and hope to escape only to drown. I couldn't hold my breath much longer, I sheathed my sword.

         There was always that fourth option, but I've only done it twice. Once against Kruger and the other against my father. It took immense concentration, one thing I didn't trust that I could produce at this moment. I had no choice, I clenched my eyes and thought of Tomoko, her beautiful smile, her elegant hair blowing in the wind, the way she grips my hand just to let me know she's there. Then I heard a blood curdled scream, only in my mind, but it was l almost as I could feel her soul reach out to mine. All at once I felt no pain from the gashing wound,  all the hatred for my father had subsided and I felt only pity for my enemies and compassion for my friends. An overwhelming urge of service consumed me and all at once I felt power, power to help, power to change the hatred that overwhelmed the citizen's of the world and most of all I felt love for all mankind, I had entered a serene state of mind. I opened my eyes and the first

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