Eon story bit.

It was winter time already? He thought he still had a while. At least a few more days before this would begin.

Snow drifted down from the clouds, pouring down in bunches and covering the ground in a thick blanket, only interrupted by the trees and plants that grew out above it, or the footprints of animals or people who had passed there before.

In the snow, one boy was traveling through the woods, dressed in a thin green shirt that cut off at his stomach and a pair of thin, skinny jeans that he wore as well. He looked poor based on the conditions of his clothes, ragged and torn in several places. The only thin that looked good was his scarf, running from blue to red with purple in the middle, wrapped tightly around his neck.

His name was Eon.

He growled as he tried to warm himself, though that seemed impossible in this weather. He rubbed his hands together, rubbed his arms, trying to warm himself even a bit as he traveled through the dead forest, searching for the next place that could keep him warm.

As he made his way through the forest, he heard sound, something right on the edge of his hearing. The sound of someone moving quickly, but trying their best to be discrete.

He stopped, giving a small glance over his shoulder and, seeing nothing, he immediately continued walking, though not the sound immediately began.

Someone was definitely trailing him.

He lifted one foot before slamming it into the ground,concentrating the force of his magic so it pushed him high off the ground and into one of the few trees with leaves remaining.

His body flew through a small magic symbol, a portal that slipped him temperarily into a different dimension where he'd be invisible to anyone who wasn't specifically and magically looking for him, while it also allowed him to channel his magic into a copy of himself, that landed in the snow in his place, before it took off running.

"Now where are you?" He thought to himself as he watched the snow, looking for that one person that would be trailing him.


Suddenly, there he was. Muscled, just like the lot of them, wearing heavy, metal armor on his arms, though nothing on his chest to stomach and a pair of what seemed to be thick, furry pants, probably for the winter, though he could've been wrong about what they are due to his position.

He watched as the magical image of him disappeared, leaving the man confused for a second, before Eon jumped down from the tree, another portal forming that he slipped through, returning him back into the visible realm.

"Your little scurrying has gone on long enough, I think." Eon said as he approached the man,watching him as he turned.

Ah yes,he could see better now. He had armor,starting from his wrists and sliding up to his shoulders, ending in spaulders that left most of his shoulder bare. His 'pants' actually weren't. In fact, it was fur wrapped around his waist, leaving the front open and exposing his crotch, barely covered with a thin layer of cloth.

"You are Eon, huh?" He asked, drawing out a sword and pointing it at him. "I am here to collect the bounty on you. You will be subdued and bound, and taken to the Kingdom in the South, where you will be punished for your crimes." He said, a slight smirking coming to his lips. "And you'll be returned with a red ass, of course.

Eon only smiled, chuckling. "Well, you wanna touch my ass so badly?" he asked, getting into a stance. "Come on."