The beginning - (Chapter 1?)

I was born different than the other children. I could do things they couldn't. Of course they didn't like me and I didn't care. I had made friends with the small demons of the woods. I'm the opposite of your ordinary kid. I have ignited the heat of unstoppable battle. But that was after what they did, none of it had to happen.

Near the snowy village of Grodvan (GR-uuh-D-vven) is where I lived. This village had out casted me because of my indifference. I had lost respect for all of them.. except one. But, I had become tired of living the way I was. struggling to survive in this cruel world with the demons of the woods. These creatures were as well outcast. They Had been sort of "outcast" as well. For if they had staying the the wretched village of Grodvan they would've been caged and used for chores and other jobs.

And so I got together the largest group of these creatures and started to identify them, with names and giving them weapons. Preparing them for what I had planned. We're going to sneak into Grodvan, dressed as children which will give us the perfect sneak attack.

These small creatures are very human like. They are rather malnourished. They wear nothing but loincloths. The demons have a very strange power, though. When attacking other creatures, animals, humans or even plants. They can take life force and use it for something... I haven't been told what they do with it but In know for a fact they take it.

I was busy speaking with the animals one night when I decided to personally train some of my small creatures that I now call my minions, for the attack planned a week from today. And so I left my house within a tree. With the help of my minions things had changed from bad to excellent and the attack would be simple. The Grodvanians wouldn't know what hit them. I came to a forested area deeper in the woods only to find all the tree cut down. Not only that, but my minions had set up camp there. They were eating meat, probably rabbit, on the stumps using their hands. There as a large place that was held but trees and walls of the wood they cut from the stumps where they would probably sleep.

Suddenly a bear raced around out of the trees, I was about to prepare to defend myself, but shortly after I noticed something. There was a group of my minions chasing the creature. After watching the attack I also saw something interesting. There was one minion larger than the others and that's when I had to find his name out.

I raced off to attack the bear, I wasn't much taller than the minions and it probably didn't even see me. I used some of my power, the reason I was outcast, and electrocuted the bear with my elemental strength. Some of the minions were surprised by this but most had already seen and didn't pay any attention. The bear had been knocked down and scorched. The stench of burning grass filled the air as the bear slowly burnt. The minions put the fire out and dragged off the bear.

I halted the largest minion I had noticed earlier and asked him his name, "I's da gront, leader boy."
I disliked how he called me boy but he was strong, and muscular with an actually helmet as well as a real sword. I then proceeded to ask, "Where did you find that weapon and helmet..?"
"Ooah deese, I defeated a Grodvanian an' tooked 'em from dat body." He exclaimed lazily and somewhat happily.
I couldn't help but be impressed the Grodvanians were much larger than the minions, which may have given them an advantage but I didn't think so.

After an hour of picking through bones and meat I had become ready to train. I went and picked up Gront and then prepared him with a fake weapon as well as myself. We then trained for at least 3 hours straight, and I must say I saw improvement.
"I'ma surprised you is strong." He exclaimed.
"Well I'm not the leader of minions for no reason." I replied.
After a good nights rest I rounded up all the minions to prepare the first real part of my plan.