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I'm ganna write yet another story, so sit tight kiddies, as I go over they story.

This story is about a boy named Kianu, who is delivered to a King named Altair Mizar, of the Mizar Kingdom. He is taken in after the stranger who took him there turns out to be an old friend of Altair's, named Nicoriah. Altair raises Kianu as if he were his own son, which meant Kianu would train with the other squire's and warriors, just like a prince would. Altair tells everyone he is his son, and everyone believes it. But on the eve of Kianu's 15th birthday, or the day before Kianu becomes King of Mizar Kingdom, the castle is ambushed, by none other than the assasins of his old friend's kingdom. Nicoriah's had a son as well, but kept it a secret from everyone. So when they attack King Altair's castle, it's Kianu's time to shine as top warrior. Nicoriah's son, Vincent, comes face-to-face with Kianu. They fight and Vincent proves to be a very good fighter, despite Kianu's skills. Then Kianu's girlfriend, and soon-to-be Queen gets into the mess. Vincent wins the fight and captures Kianu and his girlfriend, Xiandra.. That's when this story really unfolds...
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Kianu- King Altair tells everyone he's his son...
Vincent- A mysterious boy of about 16. He captures Kianu for unknown reasons...
Narada-Vincent's queen. She weeps for Vincent's safe return from..wherever he is.
Xiandra- Kianu's soon-to-be queen and bride. Who knew she could fight so well..?

WARNING: This story may cause you to have a laughing fit so bad you'll wet yourself. That is, If you get the humor... It also may cause seizures...
It also MAY have something to do with Kianu and Vincent.(yummm violence...) I advise small children to look away if they wish grow up as innocent little children...

CLOSE THE WINDOWS!!
LOCK THE DOORS!!
HIDE YOUR UNDERPANTS!!
YOUNG EYES, LOOK AWAY!!

I HOPE all of my friends will read this. If you find anything in here offenseive, don't come cryin to me, got it? I will post the story some day, but not today, not now. So as I said, sit tight kiddies, you'll get your story when I feel like writin it.