"The Legend of Blade: The Birth - Prologue" by Josh ´Boo Boo´ Walls

The evening drew cold and dark as Blade rode to Lord Doane's castle on his black, muscularly defined stallion. Doane's final words were still ringing loudly in his ears, like the screams of Lelia and the other townspeople. Their cries made it seem as though the demons tore not only at their bodies, but at their souls as well, ripping them from existence and keeping them from ever finding true, perminent peace. Doane had taken Lelia and sent her to his castle. Then he turned to Blade, still and terrified on the ground, watching as two demons took to flight carrying Lelia with them. Others tore at the townspeople that remained, leaving very few alive. Doane had stood, and only stood over Blade in victory, soaking it all in. He pressed the tip of his sword into Blade's neck, but only enough to draw a little blood, no any farther, yet not retreating, either. It had seemed as though he wanted to enjoy, devour Blade's death. Blade wanted to die so badly, to be decapitated or run through at the heart, where the pain seemed to radiate from in his failure to protect his people. It really was his fault, but he hadn't been prepared for the fight with demons. No one had. Blade closed his eyes, awaiting his eminent death like any true fighting warrior would do, but he had been more surprised, even more terrified by what did happen. Lord Doane simply spoke a few words, pulled his sword into its sheath, and then mounted his horse and rode away.
"Come to my castle, Ogden, in the valley of Goherda. There will you understand the mysteries in your mind, including those that are of the Legends of Adger. Your powers will increase far beyond your imagination, and you... shall become as my... partner. Besides, you'll want to get her, will you not? I suggest you come, I know you will. Until then... Blade."
-That's what he said to me before riding away. Strange, how he mentioned the legends and could manage to harness the power of demons. How could he know the answers?- Blade thought to himself.
There was only one way to find out. Blade would need to gird his horse and ride off, leaving the flames behind. Right now, though, he needed rest, and didn't want to look back.