Fordz was born with a red eye, this defect makes him see things clearly, every detail and movement. Dark red when at rest, blood red when disappointed and bright red when furious. His mother died because of the pain of the labor and his father took care of him instead. His father didn't speak of his name to his son because he was the most targeted person, he wanted Fordz to be safe. He was known as the Light Assassin, the fastest assassin in the country.
Years later, his father was surprised to know that Fordz had the ability to clearly see and anticipate fast moving objects. His father knew about this ability when he dodged a bullet from a pistol when he tried to be a hero in a robbery. Fordz is pretty slow actually but because of his red eye defect, he can accurately dodge most fast moving attacks, those he is aware of. Due to this, his father knew he had the potential, so he trained him to be faster, quicker and a lot more agile. He wanted Fordz to defend himself and surpass him.
Fordz and his father went through several harsh trainings such as sparring and weight training. After several months of sparring, he knew of Fordz's weakness, compassion. He now became a lot more strict and harsh than before, there was nothing Fordz could do but obey, he began to hate his father as well.
One day, after training, his father took him to a secret room. It was full of weaponry and other things that would look cool in the eyes of a child.
"These are the things I collected from my fights", his father said. His father opened up a locked chest and showed Fordz the dual bladed scythe, Fordz was in awe of it.
I got this weapon from the fastest and strongest enemy I encontered. I did some modifications because I want you to wield this someday", his father stated.
"Really?!", Fordz said excitingly.
"Yeah, but I will give it to you when you're ready. You see, I want you to surpass me. I want you to be able to defend yourself. I want you to be like me. With this you would be able to do a lot of things. It is after all from my strongest opponent", his father grinned as he tapped his son's shoulder.
Fordz burst in tears as he heard these words, all his doubtful hatred faded away. "Thank you so much, dad", he said as he hugged his father.
"By the way kiddo, this thing has rocket boosters, I'll teach you how to use it soon", his father smiled.
He then closed the chest and they went to their rooms to sleep. Their bonding was much more tighter now, as if they were like buddies. Everyday Fordz would be on time for their training. Each week his speed would increase by half the maximum speed of a race car. He had trouble using the rocket boosters at first, he even went out of control and flew, spinning everywhere, cutting the trees around him unintentionally.
His father said, "Don't try to suppress the speed, go with with it's flow, gently as the water, solid as diamond, fast as a rocket". Though, he really never got to know how to use the rocket boosters for a long time.
One night, Fordz woke up due to loud clangs coming from the outside, He spied out the window and saw his father fighting some people. Fordz wanted to help his father, he ran to the secret room.
Meanwhile, as his father was fighting furiously, he was hit and severely wounded.
"Now tell us, where is the dual bladed scythe?", said the leader. "You'll never get it!", his father exclaimed.
"It seems like you don't listen, very well then". One of the strangers splashed gasoline all over the house and set it to flames.
"Fordz, Nooooo!", his father cried. "This is what happens to people who don't listen", said the leader as he kicked Fordz's father right to the face.
"I'll search for the scythe after the flames have burnt out. Heh, I'm sure your child will rest in pe---huh?". Suddenly, a shadow of a person appeared within the flames. It was Fordz, he walked out as he held the dual bladed scythe.
"It seems like we hit the jackpot!", the leader said as he grinned. "Child, be a good boy and give the scythe to me".
There was a momentary pause.
"We are elite ninjas, you should be scared. Give it to me or I'll kill you and your father!", the leader exclaimed.
"Let's see you try", Fordz said as he grinned. The leader was furious.
"Don't you dare fuck with me!". The leader unsheathed his sword and charged towards Fordz. Just as the leader was about to stab him, he accurately dodged the attack and with extreme speed, he cut the body in half. His father was aghast of the scenery.
"Holy... shit... LET'S RUN FOR IT!", said one of the ninjas, aghast. "I won't let you guys get away after all you did", Fordz exclaimed as he looked at them with hatred. His eyes glowed bright red.
He then moved very fast that even the ninjas were oblivious to his exact location. He ran so fast and even faster as he turned on the rocket boosters. He broke the sound barrier eventually and despite the speed, he still saw things clearly. He propelled his blades, stabbed the enemies, slashed their bodies in half and decapitated the opponents. There was nothing but separated body parts and blood left.
Fordz then fell to the ground in exhaustion. He crawled to his father.
"You handled the scythe well, my son", his father said as he grinned in pain.
"Father... it's... it's because I always go to that place you showed me... that secret room... and practice it secretly. I'm sorry for disobeying, I was just so excited to use it. Though, it was really hard to use at first", Fordz said as he grinned and cried simultaneously.
"You went berserk and lost your compassion, your weakness. I'm not angry, I'm proud of you. Well done". His father giggled then coughed up blood. "It seems like I can't stay here any longer".
"Father, don't leave me, I need you!", Fordz cried.
"Fordz... I have something to say to you, don't completely lose your compassion, don't turn into a demon. I think I have taught you poorly, find it out yourself... what truly is important... Compassion is a hindrance, but it can also be your best companion... You already surpassed me, you can take care of yourself, I believe in it, I believe in you..."
"Father!"
"You truly are... my son", his father said as he silently passed away.
Fordz cried over his father's inanimate body. Due to much anxiety, he fell on his father's body, unconscious as if he was sleeping.
The next day, Fordz buried his father. Took the dual bladed scythe and went away.
He walked slowly as he thought of his father.
"I will follow your way, father. I will neither succumb to my compassion nor lose it. I am the son of the Light Assassin, a great father...", Fordz said as he weeped.
"Wait, what am I doing? Dad said I can take care of myself. He said I surpassed him. He said he believed in me. I should be happy...", he thought. "Well, there's one thing I should remember. If I am forced to kill, then I shall do it without hesitation"
He looks back and sees his burnt down house and his father's grave. "Farewell", he gently said.
He then ran extremely fast on the long dusty road...
