Chapter 2

Logan blinked several times and then realized he was alive. He stood was again back in King Harold’s magical summoning great hall room. He was surrounded by many other young people ages from sixteen to twenty-one. It was a mixed group of youths all under the age of thirty. Though not all of them were from earth as Logan. He was dressed in a black shirt, jeans and boots. The same clothes he had had on when he had been working at his Uncle Frank’s gun range. He realized he had really gone back in time. He had gone back to the day he had been summoned to this world.

Many of the young people were from many worlds and in the realm. Logan knew most of them. There were more then a few handful youths that were going to die soon. Only a few of them would reach the country ruled by the demon lord herself.

He felt a sense he was repeating a moment in his past again. Only it was reliving a breath of a moment of confusion before a nightmare was about to begin. He was back where he started. The beginning from the day he had been summoned to this place with the others.

He looked around finding the members of the group he was going to be attached to in a few minutes. He ducked away behind a pillar away from the crowd of confused youths. “System menu!” He said.

His system menu appeared before him. It was a floating menu in front of him no one could see but himself. The pale blue floating menu listed his name and skill set.

Logan Jones

Class: Bard

Level: 219

Skills: Song magic. Minor healing. Marksmanship. Charm. Intelligence.

Alliances: None

There it was. A short list of all that he had going for him. He had upgraded to level 200 at least. He still didn’t have the necessary skills to survive this world. That was going to change though. He looked up when he felt someone watching him.

It was Darla. She stood taller then every youth in the group dressed like a archer in dark deer leather armor. She staring at him with sexual interest. She even gave him a little smile. A shy smile. He got a flash back to the first time he had saw her. He smiled and gave her wink. Her cheeks flushed with heat and her eyes were excited. He quickly looked away. He was surprised.

Darla was virgin and she had had a crush on him from the start. Well that wasn’t true. Darla had a obsession of Logan the first time they met. Logan had to shake himself out of that mod of thinking. This was the first time they met.

“CHOSEN HEROES. COME FOREWORD. WELCOME TO THE REALM OF GRIM OLD.” The chief wizard adviser spoke up from the front calling the kidnapped “heroes” to the front. King Harold and his wizards stood with him.

Harold was a tall handsome man dressed in shinning magical armor for effect. Harold studied them with his magical eyes. Logan felt that magical eye lock on him once before moving on to the others.

Logan noticed when Harold’s attention locked on Vince. Vince was dressed in a white military navy academy uniform and he stood out among the crowd. Vince had just graduated from military school with honors. Logan followed the crowd staying in the back mostly but he did notice how Darla was drawing closer to him.

Princess Jasmine a beautiful golden hair witch dressed in white armor. She stood to her father’s right watching the crowd. She was studying them all. She focused on Logan then. He knew the plan she had going in her head. She had played him and distracted him in pivotal moments that cost him time and education in magic.

He had to block that witch from fucking with his plan. Darla was close enough now. He turned toward when the others were up front more and they were the last to gather closer. The king was about to make a bullshit speech to enchant the crowd of fools into a death march.

Logan held out his hand to her. “I’m Logan Jones. What’s your name?” He asked her smoothly.

Darla stared at his face before she snapped out of her sexual trance before she took his hand. She started to speak in her own language until it shifted into something I could understand. “I’m Darla Demure of Saints. My profession is archer and magical warrior. What is your profession Mr. Logan?” She said.

Logan nodded. “Nice to meet you Darla. I am a marksman by trade and a I like to entertain people especially women. I hope we’ll be able too get know each other in the future in personal way. Do you like to be entertained?” He said.

Darla frowned. “You wish to have sex with me?” She asked in open honesty.

Logan nodded his head again. “Of course. That’s why I’m talking to you as you know. That’s also why you’re talking to me now. You want want to ride too. I know you do.” He said smoothly.

Darla stared at me. “Oh. Well you’re sure of yourself.” She said.

Logan smiled at her until her cheeks flushed with heat.