The Magic Saber: Part One

The first part of a new story! Actually, this story was first begun while I was babysitting my cousins who live next door. They had pretty much calmed down for the night, and right before bundling them off to bed, Oliver the oldest cousin (age 8 at the time) asked me to tell them a story. The other cousins quickly echoed his request.
"And make it have pirates," He added.
"And a talking parrot!" Colin (age 6 at the time) exclaimed excitedly.
"And a really, REALLY, super big snake!" All the cousins said together.
So...this story came into being. Hope you enjoy it! ;P (Alice & Alyssa: Part Thirteen coming up next!)

 

 The Magic Saber

 

Written By: Rebekah Eddy

 

Dedicated to: My cousins, Oliver and Colin Olson; for their active imaginations and love of adventure.

 

Chapter One:

Once upon a time, not long ago or in a country far away, there lived three children. Their names were Luke, John, and Emily.

Emily was the oldest at age fifteen, and loves history. Because of this, after a good bit of research, she is working on writing down her family’s history in a school notebook.

Luke was next oldest, he was eight and he loved anything that had to do with battles or weapons of any kind.

Then there was John, age six; he loved a great many things, but mostly he liked to follow along in his older siblings footsteps.

One of their many adventures began when one day, while the trio was visiting their grandparents, Luke decided to explore the attic. Now, you must understand, this attic was not a clean, organized attic, but a delightfully old and dusty one. It was full to overflowing with queer things, and usually the children spent most of their time looking through the various boxes and chests.

This was what Luke was doing when he suddenly came across a chest he had never seen before. It was covered in decades of dust, and its lock was rusty. He tried to move it, but it remained where it was; not so much as moving an inch. Luke again applied all his eight-year-old muscles to moving it, but was rewarded only with a slight groan of complaint. He frowned thoughtfully, and tried a different method. Instead of moving it, he put himself to opening it. After several minutes of sweaty work with a bent nail on the lock, he succeeded, and opened the lid.

It gave in at last, and creaked open, revealing a sword of some kind. Now thoroughly confused, Luke sat back on his heels to contemplate this. What was an old sword doing up in his grandparents attic? It puzzled him, and he was still thinking heavily on the matter when John’s head popped around the door.

“Hey, what are you doing up here?” his younger brother asked.

Luke jumped with surprise, and he spun around. “Oh, it’s just you!” he exclaimed. “Look what I found!”

John came and looked over his shoulder at the sword. “What is it?” he asked.

Luke shrugged. “I think it’s a type of sword, but I’m not sure. Let’s go see if Emily knows.”

Quickly, the two boys dashed down the stairs and skidded to a halt in front of Emily. She was busy writing her book on the history of their family at the moment, and it took a few polite coughs to get her attention.

She looked up, and smiled. “Alright, what do you need?” she asked, uncorking a flow of questions from Luke and John.

“Can we show you something?” “We’re not sure what it is, and we’re wondering if maybe you could figure it out?” “It looks like a sword or something.” “Can you come?” “Please?”

Emily held out her hands to stop the questioning. “Hold on you guys!” she laughed. “Ok, Luke, you tell me about it.”

In as few words as possible, Luke told Emily about his find. She leaned forward in her chair excitedly, and once he was done, she agreed to see the thing they found. Wasting no time, they went back into the attic and Luke showed her the sword. Emily picked it up carefully and looked at it. After a while, she spoke.

“It’s not exactly a sword…” she began, “It’s a saber, like what pirates would fight with.”

Luke exchanged a glance with John. Pirates? It sounded exciting. Emily suddenly gasped and looked at the boys, her eyes gleaming. Wordlessly, she pointed to the handle of the saber, and Luke leaned over to investigate. He frowned, there was some sort of inscription on it, but he couldn’t read it.

“What does it say?” he asked.

Emily grinned. “It says:

Whosoever picks me up, to find a treasure hidden deep,

These few words will do the spell,

And then, when found, the treasures keep.

She paused. “Then there’s a few lines of words beneath that must be the spell. I suppose we should say them out loud.” Luke and John nodded, so they held their hands together, and Emily said the spell:

Away, away, take ye us; away back to your home.

And then, when treasures found, back to ours we’ll come.

There was a rush of air that caused them to shut their eyes tightly, and they felt themselves spinning dizzily.

Suddenly all was still. Luke opened his eyes and blinked once. Then he blinked again, but he still couldn’t believe his eyes.

Can you tell who is supposed to be who here?
I'll give you a hint: I'm Emily. ;)
Are you excited for the next part?