silvertongue217
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15 YEARS AGO
"come with me son!"
"Dad its like two in the morning" William fifteenth of his name groaned rubbing the sleep out of his eyes "I have school in-"
"And this is more important" His dad William the Fourteenth of his name snapped "I promise after this you can go back to sleep Will"
Will sighed and nodded the young ten year old following after his dad as they carefully krept down the steps of their brownstone house. Will found the house unnaturally silent just like the outside world. In the city that never slept there was always some thing going on outside a faint melody of cars passerby's and a general dim den of noise. However the night and the house were still as father led son down the steps and into his office.
Will had been in here many times and yet he still wondered at the various artifacts and paintings on the wall. His dad was the head security guard at the museum which sounded like a job that didn't pay well but surprisingly did. It also led to his Dad having been gifted artifacts from the museum. Will quickly went to his favorite one a painting of a group of nights gathered in a circle around a sword. He stroked the painting his mind filled with thoughts of dashing deeds and the adventures of a knight.
"Will" His father said placing a hand on his shoulders "It is time"
"Time for what father?" Will said turning around raising an eyebrow "what did you want to show me?"
"That my son is a long story" William said shaking his head smiling softly "but one I think you will enjoy if you will just move"
Will did as his father asked watching as his dad grabbed the painting and gently lifted it. He moved the picture revealing a etching into the wall behind it. It was a door or at least a drawing of a door. Will was about to ask her father who had written on their wall when his father pulled out a brass doorknob. He placed it in the spot where the door knob would be and turned it. The door clicked and then swung open from the inside revealing a dark space.
"thats thats" Will breathed his mind swimming
"Impossible?" His dad said smirking "I had much the same thought when your grandfather showed me however it doesnt end here come along Will"
Will watched as his dad reached in pulling out a torch and lighting it revealing a pair of stone well worn steps. William took Wills hand and together they stepped through and began their descent down. Will attempted to ask his father the questions swimming in his head however with a wink and that kind old smile Will took great comfort in he was told that "all would be revealed soon".
They reached the end mere moments later the stone steps bottoming out to reveal a large circular room. Wills eyes widened taking it all in as he stepped forward. If his father office held a small collection of artifacts it paled in comparison to what Will would later find out was simply known as the Den. There were artifacts of all shapes and sizes lined up against the walls. Every thing from big ornate mirrors to a giant terracota figure standing proud, next were the weapons every thing from anicent swords and flint lock pistols to modern day guns and weaponry, the space had every thing yet none of it made any sense to Will.
Then he saw the center
Just like in the painting the silver sword sat gleaming softly in the moon light coming in from a small circular hole above. There were no knights kneeling to it yet Will some how KNEW it was the same as the one in the painting.
"Do you remember the story" His father asked placing a hand on his shoulder as they both starred at the sword.
"Of course" Will murmured taking a hesitant step forward "five knights who banded together and with the help of an ancient order forged a weapon of great power and used it to lock away a ancient evil"
"Yes" His father said smiling softly "but at great cost"
"Yes the knights were killed" Will said glancing over at his father "gave there lives to make sure the evil did not harm any one else"
"Aye but there was one survivor" William said surprising Will "not a knight mind you but a squire a young man who was with the knights until the end he and he alone brought the silver sword back as well as the vessel used to contain the great evil the squire pledged that he and his family alone would gaurd the vessel and the order pledged their help with this quest"
"and that squire is our ancestor son"
"And so our family has been protecting the vessel throughout history" William said waving the torch over the pictures hanging on the mental on the far side of the room "your ancestors and forefathers kept their watch and their promise even as the world changed the vessel was protected and in time as ancient times well to man we became the unseen members behind history we along with the order of course"
"I you mean its all true" Will said his eyes widening as he stepped forward to the silver blade.
"that and more" William said smiling softly "for in time as mans reach extended and more lights were cast into shadow we and the order became the protectors of the ancient beast that make up the supernatural world however our promise was never broken the vessel was moved brought to a public place were we could safe guard and watch over it"
"The museum" Will breathed looking at his father "its in the museum!"
"Very good son" William said stepping into the circle and running his fingers over the blade "and like my father and I before it is time for you to begin your training and your apprenticeship our traditions and our promises"
"but first you must be knighted"
..............................................
CURRENT TIME
The blaring of the alarm woke him up
He reached out smacking the button and silencing the infernal thing. He laid in bed for a few minutes soaking up the sounds of traffic outside of the brownstone for a few minutes before pushing himself out of bed. He strode naked out of his bedroom stopping to touch a picture of his mother and his father and saying a quick celtic prayer before going about his day.
First up was his workout which he did down in the den. Sure it looked strange having modern exercise equipment next to ancient artifacts and prisons of power (like the mirror) but he found that it lead to a better work out and focus. He went about his usual routine working out while he repeated the tenants of his code to himself over and over again.
And with his eyes firmly on the silver blade
After he was done he got the coffee going then headed into the shower. He ran the water as hot as he could and soaked in it letting it run down his powerful shoulders back and arms as he closed his eyes. He took his time before he finally stepped out running a hand through his wet sandy brown hair and scratching idly at the five o clock stubble on his face. He dressed down for the day simple jeans a white T shirt and his dads leather jacket. He pulled on his chest holster next sliding the revolver in before turning his body and making sure it was hidden. His brown leather satchel came next swung over and on his back, finally he slid on the throwing days pushing them under his wrist. It was the most he could get away with when it came to being armed these days.
Will took his coffee to go and after saying a quick prayer in hindu to bless and protect the house and making sure the protective charms and spells were still in place stepped out and locked the door. He ignored his motorcycle today favoring a walk to the museum. Even though it was his day off he would have to check the spells and defenses before he went ot report to the order.
But it wouldn't stop him from enjoying his day off
He slid in his headphones and let the Japanese translator play as he got swept up in the crowds. He enjoyed his coffee as he made his way through the streets of New York City and reached the museum. He flashed his security badge and was waved through and into the main museum. He lingered for a minute basking in the history and the world that surrounded him before he began to make his way to the vessel.
"come with me son!"
"Dad its like two in the morning" William fifteenth of his name groaned rubbing the sleep out of his eyes "I have school in-"
"And this is more important" His dad William the Fourteenth of his name snapped "I promise after this you can go back to sleep Will"
Will sighed and nodded the young ten year old following after his dad as they carefully krept down the steps of their brownstone house. Will found the house unnaturally silent just like the outside world. In the city that never slept there was always some thing going on outside a faint melody of cars passerby's and a general dim den of noise. However the night and the house were still as father led son down the steps and into his office.
Will had been in here many times and yet he still wondered at the various artifacts and paintings on the wall. His dad was the head security guard at the museum which sounded like a job that didn't pay well but surprisingly did. It also led to his Dad having been gifted artifacts from the museum. Will quickly went to his favorite one a painting of a group of nights gathered in a circle around a sword. He stroked the painting his mind filled with thoughts of dashing deeds and the adventures of a knight.
"Will" His father said placing a hand on his shoulders "It is time"
"Time for what father?" Will said turning around raising an eyebrow "what did you want to show me?"
"That my son is a long story" William said shaking his head smiling softly "but one I think you will enjoy if you will just move"
Will did as his father asked watching as his dad grabbed the painting and gently lifted it. He moved the picture revealing a etching into the wall behind it. It was a door or at least a drawing of a door. Will was about to ask her father who had written on their wall when his father pulled out a brass doorknob. He placed it in the spot where the door knob would be and turned it. The door clicked and then swung open from the inside revealing a dark space.
"thats thats" Will breathed his mind swimming
"Impossible?" His dad said smirking "I had much the same thought when your grandfather showed me however it doesnt end here come along Will"
Will watched as his dad reached in pulling out a torch and lighting it revealing a pair of stone well worn steps. William took Wills hand and together they stepped through and began their descent down. Will attempted to ask his father the questions swimming in his head however with a wink and that kind old smile Will took great comfort in he was told that "all would be revealed soon".
They reached the end mere moments later the stone steps bottoming out to reveal a large circular room. Wills eyes widened taking it all in as he stepped forward. If his father office held a small collection of artifacts it paled in comparison to what Will would later find out was simply known as the Den. There were artifacts of all shapes and sizes lined up against the walls. Every thing from big ornate mirrors to a giant terracota figure standing proud, next were the weapons every thing from anicent swords and flint lock pistols to modern day guns and weaponry, the space had every thing yet none of it made any sense to Will.
Then he saw the center
Just like in the painting the silver sword sat gleaming softly in the moon light coming in from a small circular hole above. There were no knights kneeling to it yet Will some how KNEW it was the same as the one in the painting.
"Do you remember the story" His father asked placing a hand on his shoulder as they both starred at the sword.
"Of course" Will murmured taking a hesitant step forward "five knights who banded together and with the help of an ancient order forged a weapon of great power and used it to lock away a ancient evil"
"Yes" His father said smiling softly "but at great cost"
"Yes the knights were killed" Will said glancing over at his father "gave there lives to make sure the evil did not harm any one else"
"Aye but there was one survivor" William said surprising Will "not a knight mind you but a squire a young man who was with the knights until the end he and he alone brought the silver sword back as well as the vessel used to contain the great evil the squire pledged that he and his family alone would gaurd the vessel and the order pledged their help with this quest"
"and that squire is our ancestor son"
"And so our family has been protecting the vessel throughout history" William said waving the torch over the pictures hanging on the mental on the far side of the room "your ancestors and forefathers kept their watch and their promise even as the world changed the vessel was protected and in time as ancient times well to man we became the unseen members behind history we along with the order of course"
"I you mean its all true" Will said his eyes widening as he stepped forward to the silver blade.
"that and more" William said smiling softly "for in time as mans reach extended and more lights were cast into shadow we and the order became the protectors of the ancient beast that make up the supernatural world however our promise was never broken the vessel was moved brought to a public place were we could safe guard and watch over it"
"The museum" Will breathed looking at his father "its in the museum!"
"Very good son" William said stepping into the circle and running his fingers over the blade "and like my father and I before it is time for you to begin your training and your apprenticeship our traditions and our promises"
"but first you must be knighted"
..............................................
CURRENT TIME
The blaring of the alarm woke him up
He reached out smacking the button and silencing the infernal thing. He laid in bed for a few minutes soaking up the sounds of traffic outside of the brownstone for a few minutes before pushing himself out of bed. He strode naked out of his bedroom stopping to touch a picture of his mother and his father and saying a quick celtic prayer before going about his day.
First up was his workout which he did down in the den. Sure it looked strange having modern exercise equipment next to ancient artifacts and prisons of power (like the mirror) but he found that it lead to a better work out and focus. He went about his usual routine working out while he repeated the tenants of his code to himself over and over again.
And with his eyes firmly on the silver blade
After he was done he got the coffee going then headed into the shower. He ran the water as hot as he could and soaked in it letting it run down his powerful shoulders back and arms as he closed his eyes. He took his time before he finally stepped out running a hand through his wet sandy brown hair and scratching idly at the five o clock stubble on his face. He dressed down for the day simple jeans a white T shirt and his dads leather jacket. He pulled on his chest holster next sliding the revolver in before turning his body and making sure it was hidden. His brown leather satchel came next swung over and on his back, finally he slid on the throwing days pushing them under his wrist. It was the most he could get away with when it came to being armed these days.
Will took his coffee to go and after saying a quick prayer in hindu to bless and protect the house and making sure the protective charms and spells were still in place stepped out and locked the door. He ignored his motorcycle today favoring a walk to the museum. Even though it was his day off he would have to check the spells and defenses before he went ot report to the order.
But it wouldn't stop him from enjoying his day off
He slid in his headphones and let the Japanese translator play as he got swept up in the crowds. He enjoyed his coffee as he made his way through the streets of New York City and reached the museum. He flashed his security badge and was waved through and into the main museum. He lingered for a minute basking in the history and the world that surrounded him before he began to make his way to the vessel.