Cyra & Castor

Crunch Crunch Crunch Crunch!!!!!!
I opened my eyes. The suns rays were hurting my eyes so I blinked a couple of times. My head was throbbing. I held it while I sat up.
"Cyra!"
I turned to see who had called my name. It was a boy and he was running fast towards me.
I stayed down and when he reached me he hugged me.
"Cyra, oh thank goodness I found you" the boy whispered in my ear.
He let go and I looked into his eyes. He had dark purple eyes, they were beautiful. Who was he though?
I thought back in my mind and suddenly remembered. He was my eldest brother Castor. He's 10 and I'm 8.
"Castor where are we?"

I was very frightened because I don't like the woods very much.
"I don't know." He looked down as if he was ashamed.
I hugged him again "Castor it's not your fault we're lost."
He looked up at me suddenly. He studied my face before asking his question.
"Do you have any memory before now?"
I tried to think but I only came up with a few things.

1. My name is Cyra Celest.
2. Castor is my older brother.
3.He's 10& I'm 9.
4. We're very close.
5. I have no memory of anything else.

I gasped at that last thought. My brother looked down at me.
"Castor, I have no memory."
He shook his head "neither do I, I mean I know the basics about us."
I didn't ask what the basics were.
CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH!!!!
I heard boots approaching.
Castor quickly stood up, bringing me with him. He pushed me behind me.
The sound of boots kept getting closer and closer until suddenly about 20 soldiers were in front of us.

"Don't let them know we're wizards" Castor whispered.
Wizards???...
I was about to ask if we were really wizards when Castor pulled out his sword. It was long and had a wicked curve to it. It glistened in the sunlight, it was a very good sword.
They all started laughing at Castor.
"Whoa men looks like we have a little boy who wants to fight" a soldier said laughing.
"I will not kill you if you leave us alone" Castor said sternly.
I looked at all the men, they had on dark blue uniforms with a rose crest on the breast pocket. They had belts with shiny buckles and shiny boots.
They laughed again at Castor's threat.

One man stepped forward but another one stopped him.
"Wanterson wait look at their clothes, they're rich threads."
"Yea, Wanterson if we hurt them it'll be our necks" another one said.
"Well then men I guess we'll take them to the king" Wanterson said.
Wanterson stepped towards us and Castor raised his sword.
"Listen kid we're not going to hurt you" Wanterson said easing closer.
"Come any closer and I will kill you" Castor threatened.

All the soldiers laughed and Wanterson took another step. That was the last straw for Castor, he charged towards Wanterson who raised his sword to defend himself. Castor was too quick for him though, he stabbed his sword into his stomach.
Wanterson fell to his knees holding his stomach gash.
The other soldiers gasped and suddenly they were attacking Castor. I stepped back as Castor swung his sword. Men were falling left and right.
There were only a few men left when one got behind Castor without him knowing. Then man raised his sword and was about to strike Castor down when I screamed "Lightning fall upon him."
I pointed the man out and he was instantly struck with lightning. He yelled out in pain before he quickly fell to his death.
"Wizard" the men screamed.
Castor suddenly turned to me but it was too late. One of the men had knocked me out.

King Magnus's P.O.V:

I was in the throne room with my wife and son listening to some peasant complain about his live stock. I had my guards quickly dismiss him.
I turned to my son, Prince Willow. It always stunned me how handsome my son was. He had my dark black hair with his mother's dark green eyes. He was tall for the age of 8 but an average white and terribly shy.
I was about to ask him a question when one of my soldiers came running in. He was covered in blood. I instantly snapped my fingers and the great Wizard Galadriel appeared in a gust of smoke.
If something was going to attack it would be best to have the greatest wizard in the world by my side.

"Your sire we have captured 2 young wizards" the guard said.
"But soldier why are you bloody?"
He put his head down in shame.
"Sire one of the wizards took down most of our soldiers down with his sword."
I gasped, my soldiers were equipped fighters.
"Tell me exactly what happened" I demanded.
The soldier quickly retold the story and I was amazed. I've never heard of a small child with sword skills so exquisite or a small child being able to make lightning strike down.
"Bring the children in" I demanded.
The soldier went outside and in seconds him and another soldier were carrying in the children. They were beautiful children with deep midnight black hair, and so young.
They laid the children down a couple of feet away from me.
"Sire the girl is the least dangerous" the soldiers told me.
I turned to Galadriel "wake up the girl."
He snapped his fingers and the girl instantly awoke.

Cyra's P.O.V:

I suddenly awoke. I was on a hard marble floor. I got up and was surprised to see a King,Queen and Prince in front of me.
I looked down and saw Castor down at my feet.
"Castor" I yelled and dropped down to my knees beside him.
I shook him, trying to wake him but he wouldn't wake. I was furious. I imagined a force field around him and suddenly I felt it around him.
I stood up again and glared at the King "who hurt my brother" I demanded.
He shrugged "I do not know, one of my soldiers I suspect."
"Those who harmed my brother shall die a slow horrible death tonight" I cursed them inwardly. I felt that it would work and felt good that those who harmed my brother would die.

I sensed magic and turned to see a wizard standing by the queen.
"Wizard, awaken my brother" I commanded him.
He starred at me "can't you child?"
Of course I can! How dare he accuse me of not being able to do a simple task of awakening my brother.
I snapped my fingers and Castor's eyes opened.
Castor looked around until he saw me "Cyra."
He got up and walked to me. He hugged me but instantly drew back with his eyes huge.
"Brother what is it?"
Why was he starring at me like that?
"Cyra how could you" he demanded?
"How could I what?"

"How could you curse 4 people?"
How did he know of my curses? Oh Lord, he's an older wizard with more training, of course he could sense it.
"But brother they harmed you" I said touching his face.
He pulled his face away and that hurt more than anything. I love my brother and for him to pull away really killed me. He must have seen something on my face because he quickly grabbed my hand. I smiled up at him which he returned.
He snapped his fingers and I felt the curse vanish.
He turned his dark purple eyes to me "Cyra it is only you I shall ever worry about."
I was about to ask what that had anything to do with him being harmed when the king interrupted me.
"Explain yourself."

Castor turned to him "I am Castor and this is my younger sister Cyra, we were being attacked by your soldiers so we fought back."
"My soldiers do not attack without warning" the king bellowed down at us.
"Well I warned them but they wouldn't retreat, I'm sorry they're dead but I will do anything to protect my sister" Castor said matter of fact.
"How old are you Castor?"
"I am 10 and Cyra is 8."
"The same age as Willow" the Queen told the King.
I quickly looked at the Prince and my heart did summersauts.

Prince Willow was absolutely handsome. He had hair as dark as a raven's feathers and his eyes, they were as green and dark as the forest. I could tell by the way his head was bent down that he was shy. I don't know why but I wanted to be near him. Every time I looked at him my heart did summersauts or gave a tight squeeze.
"Is that all right with you Cyra" Castor asked me?
"Huh?"
He looked displeased "the wizard Galadriel has offered to take us in and train us since we have no family" Castor explained.
"As long as you're with me anything is alright" I told him smiling.