LEVI - The Last Rezinnite

by MATTHEW B. HAFEN

Overview

Once there was a shapeshifting families called Rezinnites. They had the ability to control all the intelligences or energy to fufill their wishes. With this great ability they've became corrupted and destroyed themselves in an all out conflict. Leaving one person alive, a man named Donavan. Donavan roams the world and gained a family. His wife Sanya, and two boys Donavan II and Levi. Levi is the youngest of his family, and soon will become the last. Join him as he grows up into maturity into a man, where he comes against so many oppostions. Deadly creatures, evil organizations, and his own afflictions, who will be by his side? Who will be his friend? Or shall he be forever alone as the Last Rezinnite? *Check my advertisement on my facebook account ([e-mail]) and my own website through Weebly called Rezzinitelegends.weebly.com

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781467063142
Publisher:	AuthorHouse
Publication date:	11/21/2011
Sold by:	Barnes & Noble
Format:	eBook
Pages:	536
File size:	971 KB

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LEVI - The Last Rezinnite

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By Matthew B. Hafen

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Copyright © 2011 Matthew B. Hafen
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ISBN: 978-1-4670-6312-8

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Chapter One

Levi

IT IS TIME.

I know.

You know this life will not be easy.

I know.

You know you will not remember this world, or me. There are things happening upon the earth that will make you doubt. You must walk by faith rather than by sight. Do you understand?

Yes, I understand.

Are you ready to do your work on this earth?

I will do thy will, Father.

Remember, find me, this will help you fulfill your mission.

I will not forget.

Pray often, I want to know how you are doing.

I will.

I love you.

I love you too.

Go and return with honor.

Something is taking place ... I am going to be ... What is happening? Where am i? Who am i? What am i? I am scared, I want out of this. What is this is this ... life? Who is this man? is he my father?

Find me.

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"Levi," A hard and rigid voice calls me from behind the door in a soft and gentle tone, waking me from my slumber. The door cracked open and a stream of light beamed over me. A shadowy figure stood in the light and I saw the outline of my Pa. "It's time to rise and work; we must get these chores done before the sun rises." I sat up from my warm and comfortable bed, with thick quilted blankets wrapping around me that kept me warm in the cold brisk night. With the chilling wind howls outside my window, I hide my head underneath the blankets, and wish the cold would go away.

Pa left the door cracked open, leaving the stream of light to get me out of my bed. I groaned and removed the cover as the cold air came and enveloped me with frigidness. I am tempted to throw the covers back on and return to bed to get the warmth I desire. Pa called again. "Levi, get up quick, we are in a rush."

I lethargically slid out of my bed, slumped to my clothes, and put them on slowly. As I looked out the window, I said in displeasure. "Why does it have to be so cold?" the frost covers the frame on the edges of the window. Fog rolled in over the farm, reminding me that it will not get any warmer. The sun will not yet be up for another hour. I added another layer of clothes and looked at the calendar and it was the fifteenth day of Pre-winter, in the year one thousand, eight hundred sixteen, W.G. 'It is cold and not even Winter yet.'

I walked out of my bedroom and down the hallway, into the kitchen. The smell of meat clung to the air, and I stood there and savored the moment, and wish that I could sit at the table and eat breakfast, but there were chores I needed to do. Ma greets me as I walk by. "Good morning, Levi. Your Pa is waiting for you outside."

"Morning," I said methodically. I am six years old, and stand no taller than to my ma's mid-waist. I have copper skin, hazel eyes, and round tipped ears. I look like I am twelve. Others often confused me to be a thirteen year old. My parents gave up correcting them last year.

"You better put your winter hat on, it is really cold." Ma insisted.

"Yes, ma," I said with a tired, unenthusiastic voice as I put a scarf and hat on, and open the door. In an instant, the cold wind is blown on me, and froze me in place. Despite my warm bundled clothes, I could still feel the cold. Gathering all my courage, I reluctantly walked outside to the barn.

My older brother was there working, shifting and moving the bundles of hay from the wagon and loading them in the barn. In the dark, he looked like a grown adult, his hair hanging three inches from his collar. While unloading the wagon, he looked at me and said. "Hey Levi, did you like your sleep?"

"Yeah, where's Pa?"

"He is inside the barn. Pa was asking for you earlier." He said and moved the last bundle in the barn, and stacking it on a pile. I followed him through.

"Thank you Donavan." I said walking by him and found Pa milking our new cow Velvet. "Hello Pa, is there something you want me to do?"

"Levi, it is nice to see you up and ready for work today. Velvet needs her trough filled. Make sure there is enough hay for her. Don needs help stacking some hay. I need the cart ready before afternoon." Pa said.

"Yes, Pa," I responded and went right to work.

After a while of working, Pa asked me to take some milk back in the house. "Be sure not to spill a drop this time, Sanya would like us to have refreshments." I nodded and carried the bucket to the house, being careful not to spill a drop.

I walked in the house and into the kitchen where ma was still cooking breakfast. I gave her the bucket of milk. "Be sure to tell your Pa that breakfast will be ready in twenty minutes." I walked back outside, and tried to ignore the huge contrast of the temperature change, and walked to my Pa and told him the news.

The bell rung, as ma promised. I hustled right to the house, and saw that the door was cracked open slightly, to reveal the smell of bacon, eggs, and oatmeal. I ran to my spot at the table, with don and Pa following behind.

The light revealed Donavan's adolescence features. He is seventeen years old, with facial hair giving him an appearance of a grown adult, with dark brown eyes. Every time I look at him, and take in mind that he does not wear heavy layers of clothes, but a light vest, dark green shirt underneath, and a light coat. Not once has he ever shivered, or reacted to the cold. This always made me feel colder, but due to my stomach gurgling, I redirected my attention to my hunger.

Pa came in putting his coat on the rack, as Ma asked. "Is the milk ready to be sent to town, Donavan?"

"Yes, one more gallon ought to do it." We sat around the table and began eating, and Pa asked. "There is not much food dear. Are we running low already?" Ma nods, and Pa sighs, "I went hunting this autumn. By now the beasts are either mating or hibernating."

"It is all we have left Donavan."

Pa looked around and sighed, "We need to get some meat. I'll go hunting as soon as I sell the milk."

"I'll do it Pa," don said, sounding determined. I knew that he wanted to go hunting ever since holding his first rifle. That was one of my first memories.

"No, it's too dangerous. A desperately lavished beast might attack you. No I will not allow it."

"Pa, you promised me that next time I'll go." don said becoming defensive.

"This is different, we are going into Winter, and you are needed on the farm."

"But Pa," don persisted. "You said I can go, didn't you say 'always go by your promise."

"He has a point," Ma agreed.

"Sanya, please; Donavan you can't go." Don stood from his seat, knocking the table and tipping the cup of milk. The milk streamed across the table.

"You promised Pa," Don barked as he leaves to the door. "I'm returning to work." He said angrily, opening and closing the door with a slam.

Pa sighed, "I just don't want him to get hurt." My parents looked at me. When Pa said, "Levi, go help your brother. I'll be out with you both in a while." It was apparently obvious they want to be alone, to talk about don.

I got up from the table and walked outside, noticed that Donavan was sitting on a barrel outside the door. I closed the door, and he asked. "So, what are they discussing about now?"

"I don't know." I said honestly.

"I can handle myself, if Pa knew ... no he would be worried." Don said standing and leaning against the wall of the house, and resting his forehead on his arms.

"Knew what?" I asked. Donavan ignored the question. It was unusual for him to be this uptight. I knew he was hiding something, but I chose not to investigate.

Then Donavan asked me after minutes of silence. "Can I tell you a secret, little brother?"

"Yes," I said as my curiosity arose.

"Promise me, that you won't tell Pa or Ma." I nodded. "Well, since I was twelve. I discovered that I have ..." The door opened interrupting his sentence. Ma and Pa walked outside and looked at don.

"Donavan, your ma and I have discussed your age and your maturity. We came to the conclusion, that due to the circumstances, we will allow you to go hunting." Don smiled from ear to ear. His face and body slowly shined, but it dimmed just as quickly. The subtle glow surprised me 'I have not seen that before; Ma and Pa seemed not to notice the glow.'

"Thank you, thank you." Don jumped off the barrel and hugged Pa.

"Okay, Don," Pa said, and pushed him off. "Now, you must be careful. The woods at this time are very dangerous and many brave men go in there to hunt, but never come back." I could not help to feel concerned for my brother. "Pa, don't worry I'll be back and with enough food to carry us throughout winter." Don said, patted Pa on the shoulder, and ran inside. An hour later, he came outside dressed. The musket rifle in one hand and a bagging supply in the other and equipped with plenty of ammunition, and tools for hunting. The bagging supply provided what he needs to survive in the woods and what he will need to bring food home. His hunting knife strapped to his thigh. Strapped on the other side was bullets and gunpowder.

Pa reminded him about boiling snow to make water, hunting downwind, and other hunting tips. He then finished by saying, "Good luck my son, and please return home safely."

"Yes, please do." Ma said.

"I will. I'll bring home meat. Thank you Pa, you won't regret it." don said looking in Pa's eyes and hugging him. Pa savored the moment, "Pa, if you hold to me any longer, I will freeze." Pa lets go, as don turned to look at me and said, "Good bye brother, don't worry I'll be home before you turn seven."

I had forgotten that I would turn seven at the end of the week. The thought had not crossed my mind until now. All I wanted was to stay next to my brother. Instead, I watched don walking over the hill and slowly shrinking and vanishing into the woods. This was the first time I could recall my brother going by himself.

What Pa said scared me, unknowing if don would ever come back. It was not only an emotional moment for me, but for ma and Pa. Pa looked sad and Ma's face intermixed with sadness and joy.

We returned to work shortly thereafter. I soaked in the rays of the sunshine as it rose over the trees giving everything warmth. I savored the moment as if in a blink of an eye the sun would vanish. The frost begins to steam and the fog became less dense. The beauty all around amazed me and I stayed in one position, and enjoyed the scenery. If it were not for Pa calling my name, I would stay there. I continue working while Pa took the milk to town.

Our farm is located outside of the city Gremgan, about twenty miles away, and ten miles to the nearest farm. The road bends in front of our house coming from the city and towards north. The road is outside of our gate; this was, as much I know about my home. I never left this farm in my life, or as far as I can remember.

I completed the chores Pa told me to do, when I looked at the road and saw a dragon coming from the north, with a man on its back who was no bigger than the beast's forearm. The dragon was a charcoal black color, fangs hanging over its mouth, the eyes piercing. The wings hung just on the side of its back. as it moves closer, I could see the steam coming up from the ground and from the dragon's back. The man waved his arm and hollered, "Donavan!" velvet made sounds of discomfort after noticing the dragon approaching.

I could not calm velvet down, and eventually closed the door to the barn; hoping this would calm the bovine. Ma walks outside wondering what was the ruckus about, and then she notices the dragon. "my Fair Lady, where is your husband?" the man asked.

"Donavan is at town, he left an hour ago to sell milk and eggs."

"You have a cow?" The man said surprised. He stopped his dragon near the gate.

Ma walked to the beast, amazed at the massive brute, "Yeah, about a week ago. George, is this the same dragon we watched being hatched?"

"Yes ma'am. He is! beats riding a horse, saber is the best dragon I ever had," George said, "yesterday, I took it for our first ride. It was a scary flight, but we survived. why don't you say milady, care for a lift?"

"Oh no, I hate heights." Ma said and shook her head.

"Then what of Levi?" I was excited and flattered by his invitation. I always loved dragons. I remembered seeing saber hatched from its egg. "I'm sure he would enjoy a ride for a while. It won't take too long."

"I'm not sure; there is so much work needed on the farm," my heart sunk. "George, thank you, but I think we have to pass."

I was disappointed; George must have seen my reaction, so he asked. "What about this, I give Levi a ride, and I help you on the farm. How does that sound?"

"Well, I don't see any harm with it. Let me ask Levi," Ma says and calls my name. I walked up to the edge of the gate. 'I wanted so much to ride a dragon. This would be fun.' "There you are; do you want to ride on saber?"

"Yeah!" I said excitedly, and ma lifted me. Then as I came closer, I soon realized I was only elbow height to the large beast. The vibrating heat encouraged me to come closer, despite the drent's ferocious appearance and size.

Saber stretched out his nose, sniffed me as if inspecting me. It growled like a large cat, almost like a purring. "It likes you." George says leaning over to reach for me and place me on the dragon's shoulder, in front of George. I felt the warmth from the dragon's back. "Hold on to the spikes," George suggests. Ma steps away, and watches. "are you ready?"

"Yes," I said excitedly. George gave the command and saber crouched down. I felt the tension in its shoulders as it applied pressure to its forearm. With one mighty jump, saber was in the air beating his wings. I grabbed harder to the spikes, until my knuckles grew white. George slapped the reigns, and we flew higher. The farther we went up, the colder it seems to get. The heat from the dragon rose to compensate for the coldness. Saber stopped ascending when we were above the clouds.

"This is high enough. Look up," George insisted. I looked upwards and saw the dark blue sky, as it also looks like clouds shifting and I almost saw stars. Looking around, I noticed the moon and the ring cycling around. The sun shines off the moon creating a shadow on the left side. I was really enjoying this view; it seems that we could stay here forever. "What are you thinking?" George asked.

"It is beautiful." I decided to look at the earth beneath, and saw the farm through the clouds below. It was a size of my hand. 'This is incredible; I feel like a giant up here.' East from our farm was the city. It seems to be only a foot long.

I was expecting to stay a little longer, but we were descending. "Saber is exhausted; I need to let him rest. We best get back; your ma is probably worried." George says as saber descends. I did not want to go back and no matter how much I showed my disapproval, we were going down, and eventually reached earth.

Saber slowed down, and used his wings to pull himself to a stop. The dragon strolled to ma, as George attempted to pry my hands from the spikes. He commented on my strength, and eventually removed my hands from the spikes. He put me in ma's arms. I did not like this one bit, as I yelled consistently. "No, no, I don't want to get off!"

I cried, and knew I was not getting back on the dragon. Not giving up, I slid out of her arms, ran under the fence and grabbed saber's forearm. Saber lifted its leg, and I dropped on my butt.

"George, what are you doing here?" Pa asked surprised after returning from the city, with a wagon full of hay.

"Bragging off my maturing dragon," George exclaimed, patted and scratched his dragon on the side. "Isn't he a brute? I have made a good choice. Why don't you buy a dragon, Donavan?"

"Well, as if it doesn't sound 'old' to you, but I do not believe that domesticating animals just for the pleasure of man is right. They must be used accordingly."

"Like your horse, is it a luxury, or is it a working animal?" George said in a rather defensive tone.

"Well, taking an animal away from what it's bred for rips its potential out from it."

"It sounds bad when you put it that way. Do you not want a dragon?"

"Of course I do, like who would not trade up from a donkey to an ox, or from an ox to a behemoth? Much like trading up from a donkey for a dragon such as yours, you see I don't have the money, I don't have need of it, and I definitely don't have the space or the time to raise an expensive beast."

"Well, who says you have to pay, you can walk in the woods and get one."

"Are you insane? You would have to be the most ignorant, daft buffoon in the city to go into the woods at this time, especially to capture a dragon. Not to mention just in the middle of their mating season, the attempt would be suicidal."

(Continues...)

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Table of Contents

Contents

PROLOGUE: REZIN'S LETTER....................ix
1. LEVI....................1
2. SECRET FAMILY....................13
3. ENCOUNTER....................27
4. JOURNEY TO GREDGE VILLAGE....................47
5. JCOB....................73
6. THE HUNTING TRIP....................99
7. A REZINNITE RETURNS....................117
8. INVASION....................127
9. TRAPPED....................141
10. FAREWELL....................167
11. TRUTH BEHIND TAP....................183
12. THE DRAGON'S TEETH....................199
13. RESTITUTION....................221
14. SELF-DISCOVERING....................239
15. SOUL STONE....................267
16. THE LAST REZINNITE....................289
17. ALL ALONE....................311
18. THE LOST CITY OF THE REZINNITES....................323
19. REUNITING....................335
20. SIEGE....................353
21. FREST....................373
22. REVOLUTION....................379
23. BEGINNING OF A NEW FUTURE....................393
RECORD LEFT BY REZIN....................399
1. PHACE....................401
2. ORIGIN OF THE SHIFTRAGENS....................409
3. REZIN'S ADVENTURE....................419
4. LOVE BETWEEN HUSBAND AND WIFE....................435
5. PROPHET FREDRICK....................443
6. EPISTLES....................447
7. REZIN'S CHILDREN....................455
8. JACOB AND MARK'S CONSEQUENCES....................469
9. JACOB'S FURY....................481
11. HOUSE DIVIDED....................501
12. DONAVAN....................507
13. CIVIL WAR....................511
14. CONCLUDING WORDS OF PHACE....................515
MESSAGE....................517
EPILOGUE....................519