Chapter 4

"Magic doesn't exist."  Stan said softly.

"If you say so." Splitter said

Stan had been thinking about the sword that was at his waist.  He had so many questions about it.  If only Splitter would tell him about it.

"So I am a knight now, right?" He whispered to splitter

"No, you are a warrior." Splitter corrected 

Hundreds of thoughts rushed into his head.  A warrior?  Like on movies he used to watch?

And those old ones?

"Yes, we protect this castle." Splitter said smiling at him.  "Now, Splitter said  rubbing his hands together, lets go met the others."

They walked out of the boxy room.  As they stepped out whistling broke out among the six troopers. 

"Stan this Glam, Sleed, Scazm, Barney, Cashek, and Ren."  Splitter said motioning towards each of the men.  "It seems that the other six have wandered off."  "Finally, your room is down the wall to the left, you can't miss it."  

As he spoke Stan strolled off towards his room.  He turned right into a ten foot metal door.  Stan wondered why there was a large metal door in the middle of a old fashioned castle.  For extra protection?

"Splitter!" He yelled

The next moment the six men were by his side swords drawn.  

"What son?" Splitter asked.

"Look at this metal door." Stan replied.

"What door Stan?" Splitter said softly. 

"The metal door right in front of you." He replied

"There is no door Stan." "False alarm everyone." Splitter whispered.

Stan felt his anger but he forced himself to turn into his wooden door.  Slamming it behind him.  There was a door he saw it he knew it.  Well the room was nice it had a fire pit, bed, and a old looking rug.

"Like the room."

He jumped at Splitter's voice.

"Yes, its nice, and I saw what I saw there is a door at least ten feet tall."  Stan replied

"I believe you but I can't look bad in front of my men, dinner is in ten minutes."  Splitter said.

Stan turned away from splitter and waited 'till the door the had closed.  He then took out his sword turning it over in his hands.  He griped it tight as sliced at the metal box.  Cutting it in half.  Then he saw words on the sword.  He starred at it.  It read,"Find your inner weapon."