All Chapters of Rise of the rejected tamer: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
10 chapters
The Day of Summoning
The moment Kael's palm touched the summoning stone, he knew something was wrong.The circle flickered. The light sputtered. And then the creature appeared. It was pitiful. Its wings hung like torn rags. Its scales were the color of dead leaves. Its body was so thin he could count every rib. It collapsed the moment it materialized. It could not even stand.The silence in the arena was deafening.Then someone laughed. A single, sharp sound. It cut through the quiet like a blade. Then another laugh followed. Then another. Soon the entire arena was roaring with laughter. Thousands of people pointing at him. Thousands of voices mocking him. The sound crashed over Kael like a wave of vomit."What is that?" someone shouted from the stands. "A lizard with wings?""It is a corpse!" another voice answered. "He summoned a corpse!"Kael's face burned. His hands trembled. He could feel his father's eyes on him. He could feel the weight of his mother's disappointment. He could feel the entire city
The Outcast
The cheers from the arena followed Kael like a pack of hungry wolves.He walked through the empty streets with Zephyr cradled against his chest. The creature was so light. So fragile. He could feel its heartbeat against his ribs. Slow and weak. Like a candle flickering in the wind. He held it tighter. He was afraid it would slip away.The city was alive behind him. Music poured from the arena. People shouted with joy. They were celebrating the new Beast Tamers. The ones who had succeeded. The ones who had not chosen defects.Kael kept walking. He did not look back. He could not bear to see the lights. He could not bear to hear the laughter.He reached his family home. The house was dark. The windows were closed. The door was locked. He knocked anyway. He had nowhere else to go.His father opened the door. The man looked at Kael like he was looking at a stranger. Like he was looking at something disgusting. His eyes moved to the creature in Kael's arms. His face twisted with revulsion.
The First Days
The hunger was the worst part.Kael's stomach cramped with emptiness. He had not eaten in two days. His body was weak. His hands trembled. His vision blurred when he stood up too fast. But he could not stop. He could not rest. Zephyr needed him.He scavenged through the garbage heaps behind the market. The smell was terrible. Rotting vegetables. Spoiled meat. He held his breath and dug through the filth. He found a half-eaten loaf of bread. It was hard and covered in mold. He brushed off the green spots and put it in his pocket.He found a broken jug near the well. There was water at the bottom. Dirty water. But it was wet. He filled his mouth and swallowed. It tasted like dirt. He did not care.He brought the bread and water back to the abandoned building. Zephyr lay in the corner. Its eyes were closed. Its breathing was shallow. Kael knelt beside it. He broke the bread into tiny pieces. He soaked them in water until they were soft."Please eat," he said. His voice was hoarse. "Just
The Stranger
The eyes followed Kael everywhere.He felt them in the market. He felt them in the alleys. He felt them when he scavenged for food and when he dragged his tired feet back to the shelter. Someone was watching him. He could not see who. But he knew.A full week had passed since the Day of Summoning. Seven days of hunger. Seven days of cold. Seven days of watching Zephyr hover between life and death. The creature had not gotten worse. That was the only good thing. But it had not gotten better either. It just existed. A breathing corpse that refused to die and refused to live.Kael was exhausted. His body was thin. His eyes were hollow. His spirit was crushed. He did not know how much longer he could go on. He did not know if he even wanted to.He was digging through a pile of garbage behind the bakery when he felt it again. Those eyes. Boring into his back. He spun around. His heart pounded. His fists clenched.A girl stood behind him. She was small. Thin. Her clothes were torn and dirty
The Markings
The symbols on Zephyr's scales were not random.Kael had always known that. Deep down, he had felt it. But he had been too tired. Too scared. Too busy trying to keep the creature alive to think about what the markings meant. Now Mira had said the words out loud. And he could not unsee them."They look like writing," Mira said. She was kneeling beside Zephyr. Her finger traced the patterns on its scales. "Look at this line. It curves like a letter. And this one. It loops. These are not natural markings. Someone put them there. Or something."Kael knelt beside her. He looked closer. She was right. The markings were organized. They formed patterns. They repeated in certain places. They were deliberate. They meant something."I never noticed that before," he said. "I mean, I saw them. But I did not think about what they could be. I was too worried about keeping Zephyr alive."Mira looked at him. "You have been through a lot. It is okay to miss things. But now you have to pay attention. Th
The Awakening
Zephyr would not stop moving.The creature paced around the shelter. Back and forth. Back and forth. Its claws scraped against the cracked floor. Its wings twitched. Its tail lashed from side to side. It made sounds Kael had never heard before. Deep growls. High pitched whines. Strange noises that did not seem to come from any living thing.Kael watched with growing alarm. "What is happening to it? It has never done this before. It could barely move a few days ago. Now it will not stay still."Mira stood beside him. Her face was pale. Her hands were shaking. "I do not know. But something is changing. Something big. Look at its eyes. They are glowing."Kael looked. Mira was right. Zephyr's golden eyes were brighter than ever. They pulsed with light. They seemed to see things that were not there. Things from another world."We have to take it somewhere safe," Mira said. "Somewhere no one can see. If it transforms here, everyone will know. The hunters will find us."Kael thought about th
The Hunter
Commander Darian had been waiting for this moment for thirty years.He sat in his office, surrounded by the spoils of his conquests. The heads of powerful beasts lined the walls. The skulls of rivals hung from hooks. Maps of the continent covered every surface. He had spent his life studying the ancient texts. He had spent his fortune funding expeditions. He had spent his soul chasing a dream that everyone else had called impossible.But now the dream was real.The golden light had been seen in the mountains. His spies had confirmed it. A pillar of light that reached the heavens. A roar that echoed across the peaks. The awakening of something ancient. Something powerful. Something he had been hunting for longer than most people had been alive.His second in command entered the room. Captain Vex was a tall man with a scar across his face. He had been with Darian for fifteen years. He had never failed a mission. He was loyal. He was ruthless. He was exactly what Darian needed."Commande
The Chase
The hunters were closing in.Kael could hear them behind him. The thundering of hooves against rock. The shouting of men giving orders. The barking of tracking hounds. They were getting closer. Every moment they were getting closer.He pushed forward. His legs burned. His lungs screamed. Zephyr was draped across his back, heavier than it had any right to be. The creature was still weak from its awakening. Its wings were mended but not strong enough for flight. Its legs could barely hold its own weight. Kael had to carry it. He had no choice."Keep going," Mira shouted from behind him. "Do not stop. Do not look back."Kael did not look back. He kept his eyes forward. He scanned the terrain for any advantage. Any hiding spot. Any escape route. The mountains were unforgiving. Steep cliffs. Loose rocks. Narrow paths that dropped into nothing. One wrong step and they would fall to their deaths.But falling would be better than being caught. Falling would be better than letting the hunters
The Tournament
The village was small, but the news was big.Kael and Mira had been walking for three days. They had crossed mountains. They had hidden in caves. They had slept under the stars. Their bodies were tired. Their feet were sore. But they had finally reached civilization. A tiny village at the foot of the mountains. A place where no one knew them. A place where they could rest.They blended in with the crowd. Kael kept his hood up. Mira kept her head down. Zephyr was hidden under a cloak. The creature was still too weak to fly, but it was getting stronger. Its wings were fully mended. Its scales were bright. It was almost ready.They bought supplies at the market. Bread. Water. A few herbs for healing. They kept their heads down. They did not speak to anyone. They did not draw attention.But they listened. They listened to everything."Did you see the light?" a merchant asked his customer. "They say it came from the mountains. They say it was a sign.""A sign of what?" the customer asked.
The Masked Tamer
The roar of the crowd was deafening.Thousands of voices screamed in excitement. Thousands of hands clapped and waved. The arena was packed to the brim with nobles, commoners, officials, and Beast Tamers from every corner of the land. Banners fluttered in the wind. Music blared from the horns. The tournament of the century had finally begun.And Kael was standing in the center of it all.He wore a mask. A simple black mask that covered his face from his nose to his forehead. His hair was hidden under a dark hood. His clothes were plain and unremarkable. He looked like nobody. He looked like nothing. That was exactly what he wanted.He had entered under a false name. The Ghost Tamer. It was fitting. He was a ghost. A nobody. Someone who did not exist. Someone who could disappear into the shadows at any moment.But today, he was not going to disappear. Today, he was going to fight.Mira was in the stands. She had found a seat near the back. She was watching him with anxious eyes. She ha