The Man in black

I do not own characters like ivy, siegfried, etx. blah blah blah..
My first fan fic so go easy on me *wink wink*
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Chapter one
Caravan Days

"War god.. that is what he had heard someone
call him once..."

I had been nearly four years since the mantis war had come to an end, and two years since he
had rid himself of that cursed sword.. so why was he still uneasy?
The man "awoke" from his recollections and he surveyed the Caravan he was traveling with.
(He rode in one of the five wagons that were with them) to his immediate right was a young girl, preeteen in appearance next to her mother.
There was a beaten elderly man across the wagon from him.There was also a Gruff looking man with huge arms and bushy eyebrows, the kind that block out ones eyes and makes it appear as
if they have no eyes (whom the man took to be a blacksmith). The only other people in the caravan was the young girls' Deathly ill father and the Wagon driver.

He was still exhausted from his long journey to Ostrheinsburg Castle, especially with all the attacks on the caravan from peddy crooks trying to make an easy shilling.
the man crossed his arms and leaned back against the canvas of the wagon and slid back into the cold memories of the past (fell asleep :P).

~It was himself.. yet not him, The man stood tall and proud in his magnificent golden armor in the midst of battle.
The mans bloodlust could not be sated, he rose the gicantic sword above his head and slashed again and again and again, each
time cutting down a throng of men, women ,and children.The lifting of
such a wepaon would have been impossible if not for the grotesque deformation of his right arm
(which was now more of a clawed abomination than a hand). as the sound of the dying filled his ears
he threw back his head and laughed like a manic as the city around him burned...~

The man awoke to the feeling of someone very near his face.
as he opened his eyes almost jumped back in surprise, the yound girl was staring at him straight in the face.
the girl closed her eyes and smiled at him.
"Hey mister, hey mister! do you know how old I am?!" the young girl exclaimed, as if
the matter of how old she was was the most urgent thing in the world.
feigning ignorance the man asked, "
I don't know little one.. how old?"
she extended the four fingers and thumb of each hand and practically held them in his face
"This many!"

The man opened his eyes wide in pretend suprise "My, aren't you a big girl?"
"Yep!!" she said, "how old are you mister?"
the man extended his fingers and thumb on each hand twice, then just all the fingers and thumb on
his right hand and the thumb on the left.
the girl cocked her head sideways and looked at him, obviously not catching how old he was.
"Twenty-six..." he said. The girl scrunched up her face to that and proclaimed "Wow! your old!"
The man burst forth in laughter, it felt good to laugh.. how long had it been since he had laughed?
he could not remember. The girl giggled at his laughing and said "I'm Lilly!"
the man smiled at the girl and responded "Hello little lilly.. I am Peyton".

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And there you have it, chapter one.. i would liek to know what you think so i welcome crtisism.. but would prefer it be kept to constructive if possible, i don't enjoy reading "lol, wut? that soxxorzed"