Dear Sahara Shadow Knights: The Unsung Hero’s

Chapter One Sweat and fundThe stars twinkled with ferocity as I stared at them through the window of my board, the unprovoked up of the moon brightened up my room with a natural g sm tout ensemble in all-scale. My face was milklike tweed, and my accouterments glowed with a unobjectionable aura, in this natural light attest the moon provided. I sighed at the vast emptiness of space and move to stare into the distance with the dazed stare I was all only when famous for. I heard a knocking on my admission that echoed throughout every corner of my room. A voice boomed out everyplace the residual echo of the knockingJesse, Jess are you there, were late for our trainingI once again sighed at the deep dispirited abyss that placed in front of me. I got out of my seat and stretched my arms up in the air. The voice and knocking continuedJesse, answer me are you thereI brought my hand to my fore drift and belatedly dragged it spile. I replied with a nothingness of anger in m y voiceYes I am here, and I told you its ShadowWolf now, that is my elect Knight name.The voice replied with a sense of sarcasm hindering in itYes your knightness, but hey if you ever wish to BE one you should get you female genitals out here and get to the training room like we were hypothetical to be.The voice stopped temporarily then winkd up again with yelled hasteTen minutes ago the reign will be very angryThe voice stopped and the silence was apace followed by hard full of hollow leg it steps running down the hall. I make my way to the door slowly, whistling a low and sweet and sweet tune that matched perfectly with the milky white light that softly filled the room. I pressed the button and the door flew cleared with a loud swhooch. The sound echoed down the empty metal halls. I stepped forward down the hall with the carefree speed of a churl going to school. My long journey down the metal halls had brought me to a thumping grey door, above it place ever so careful ly the wrangling Training Room. I pushed the door open all the period whistling the tune I had begun in my room so off the beaten track(predicate) back. Everyone in the room drew silent as I walked past tense them, a large robed homosexual stared at me with a dismal grin of disappointment. He shook his head in a blackball fashion as he said to meYour late again, Mr Jesse. You know if you save up this up you wont reach knight level.I looked down at my arm and brushed some dirt off my suit and replied glooming masters, some things came up. You know?The master replied to me with angerThat is no excuse, if you wish to do a great knight like your father you need to iron out up, and fly right for there will be a snip that comes you will wish you had.I lowered my head in shame, and replied with earnestnessIm sorry master, I truly am.The master sighed and stared at me with a sub nerved madnessGet into position, and then we may continue.My training ensued, numerous drills of both carnal and mental variety of which leftover me exaughsted and causey. I Panted for air and rested my detainment on me knees as I bent over to catch my breathe. I looked at the ground below me and the metal glistened with my sweat provided a condemnation of myself. I was a young man, full bodied face with my copper auburn red, my eyes were mud brown, and my aftershave left me with a rugged look.The armor I wore was a dark black decorative vest the white flaps that came down from this vest synchronized their movements with my panting, under this was my shirt, soft and partial(p) on the remains with white scaled sleeves that reflected any light that fey their polished surface, below this was my gloves bulgy and black they stood out next to my white sleeves as a flame stands out in front of the dark, adjacent to this was my skirt it was black as space with triangles of white at the can buoy and top, and it all was held together by my black boots polished to a illumination t hat was unparalleled to former(a)s in the class.My panting continued with no end in sight, a student came behind me and slapped me on the back.Haha, suck it up man were not even done yet.I tried to form my words to say something ,but nothing ,but panting came out. I raised my hand and wiped the sweat from my forehead that had been shake offping down forming a fairly large make below me. At that moment a large sound perforated my ears with the high-pitched scream that made me fall over into my puddle of sweat. I pushed my aching body up and spit on the floor as I dragged my hand over my face to get rid of the sweat.What the heck is that I yelled over the soundThe master stared at us with knockout stare, he mouth slowly opened to sayIts the alarm. We are under attackThe loud simultaneous yelp of what filled the room to be chop-chop white washed with the alarms high-pitched scream. The master slowly walked to the other side of the room where a small black box sit down on the wal l. The master pushed the buttons with the speed of a huurton as a piece of the wall swung open to reveal an array of weapons and backpacks.Get geared up and ready, this is what we all have been training forHis words filled the room and for a moment seemed to be the only things I could hear. I panted furiously and coughed rapidly. rose up from my bent over position with the shaking slowness of a person that just got pummeled with a stun baton. We all ran towards the room as the alarm seemed to grow louder with each yelp. The room lay filled with wide Vibro Axes, the glare of light that reflected off of them blinded me as I slowly made my way in.I grabbed an Axe and rushed out of the room and fell back into the formation the class was in as I had entered. The sound of ion cannons and TIE engines filled the room and overpowered the alarms loud noise. The master made his way slowly across the room as if nothing was happening.The master then stopped 10 feet in front of us all and smile d with a wicked grin. He raised his arm slowly and pointed at one half(prenominal) of the class, he motioned them to take the exit to the right. The students did a drink in and rushed out of the room, all armed with pikes and pistols. He pointed at our half now and motioned them to the left exit. He then walked towards me, he rubbed his eyes and midget then set his hand on my shoulder.Lets just hope you well-read enough.I looked at him with a confused glare, he laughed and motioned at the left exit again. I was now running down the hall the sounds of my footsteps were all but unheard under the yelp of the alarms screaming every second, my body was still aching from training, and my leg wobbly from the idea of the battle that laid ahead. My foot stumbled to the side and balance became harder to maintain, I continued running until my foot tripped over what felt like a pike. My body flew forward and spun to the side a little, my body hit the floor in one cosmic boom, and I began t o tumble forward on the ground, my pike has dislodged from my holster on come to and now spun in the air ahead of me hitting the walls causing sparks to flare in its wake.I finally stopped when I hit something, the sound of a splash boomed in my ears, my hair now filled with a cold liquid splashed. I slowly got up and grabbed the back of my head to help soften the pain that now overwhelmed me. I felt something squash in my hair as I pressed down, I quickly brought it to my face to reveal blood soaking over my hand. I quickly turned around to see a puddle of blood star(p) up to a stormtrooper whose neck was half way cut off. I panted fast and licked my lips, the sweat that lay dormant now began to drip into the puddle and mix with the blood, this mixture of sweat and blood made my brook churn as it continued to spread out on the ground.