Chapter 3

Adam received some quizzical looks as the raptor looked down upon him. Then something surprising happened. It started to stomp on the edges of the pit! It was trying to collapse the pit and bury him alive! Adam went into a panic! He tried to scramble up the edges, but to no with no success. He pounded on the wall in frustration and started to say his prayers. Just then an invisible door in the wall open and an old man's head poked out. "Ey, whats with all the noise." He said . Just then he saw the raptor. And then Adam. A look of confusion flew across his face. Then it disappeared. He then ushered Adam inside. Through the window Adam saw the raptor walk away. He could almost see the look of disappointment on its face. Then he blacked out.

Chapter 2

Adam was on the run. No, corection, he was running from his fear, and from his pursuers. His feet pounded against against the dirt. he senced each breath. He could feel his lungs expanding and contracting. Fear can do that to you. A branch snapped behind him. He ran even faster. Sudenly, a yellow beast lept fom the bushes. It was a raptor! Adam looked around. There was no escape route. He was in an open field. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. The raptor puonced. Adam took a step back... and fell into a pit.

Prologue

500 B.C.
"Any famous last words", the soldier spat violently as he strung the rope around Flamel’s waist, both constricting him and securing him against a stake. Flamel remained silent, his face expressing all his emotions. "Well then, if you don’t have any we’ll start then." The soldier threw a flaming log into the pile of dry wood at Flamel’s feet. The flames engulfed Flamel and screams erupted from the bonfire. But through the screams a deep voice echoed, stating a paragraph that would change the world forever. Four swords , one of wind, one of fire, one of water, one of earth. Once together, they will make the fifth element, the most powerful of them all. Two humans, the most mortal of beings, shall each receive two, as well as a unique ability, and a master. But if they shall not meet, stray off the path, they shall perish and evil shall take the world." The soldier stood there, a smile on his face. He was happy, and he wasn’t the only one. The crowd smiled with him. They had finished this threat.
They were happy because they thought Nicholas Flamel was a wizard. He was being burned at the stake because he was convicted of being a wizard.

Introduction

Hi everyone! This blog will include segments from my story (The Fifth Sword), one chapter at a time. Feel free to leave ideas for the next chapter, or critisims about the writing. Looking foreward to working with you!

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