Prologue

I remember that day like it was yesterday. The day where I lost everything, but it was also the day when I met him, the boy with an interesting personality. It was also the day I gained something new, the love between two guys here's the first person I've ever fallen in love with but I am getting ahead of myself let me tell you my story and what led up to this point in my life.

      "War! Did you hear? We're going into war again with the Winterstein Kingdom. It hasn't even been 10 years since our last war. I promise you they are going to take my son Joh-" I kept on jogging through the Lively town trying to finish the last delivery to Mr. Wong, our star customer. I have the blade and its sheath wrapped in silk cloth close to my chest as I weaved through the crowd. I hate to hear about war and death so I kept my head down and tried my hardest not to hear the conversations going on around me. Because this time my father is going to war for his fourth time and my oldest brother Anthony was going to be in this war. This will be my oldest brother's first time in the war and I can't help but think they won't come back every time I hear about the war between our neighboring Kingdom. So I try my hardest not to think or hear about the war that is yet to come. 10 minutes later I had finally reached Mr. Wong's place and as I knocked on his door I overheard a conversation.

        "Did you hear that Nightshade and his boy have gone to war? Who do you think will come back to the boy or Nightshade himself?" I heard Mr. Wong talking to someone about my father and my older brother Andrew then all of a sudden there was a Hartley laugh "Hahahaha, I think this is his fourth time going into war if I was him I would run away and never return or better yet just retire considering how old he is he might die first you never know." Mr. Wong's voice echoed throughout the house. His voice was so loud that I could hear it from the entrance. I clenched my fist trying so hard not to retaliate. " but to be honest that Andrew boy he sure is a weakling so I don't think either one of them will come back. But who knows there might be a miracle. Oh, I also forgot I should be getting a delivery today by Nightshade youngest son, it's supposed to be my new sword. It shouldn't be too long now. Would you like to wait and see my new sword, my Lord?" But there was no reply. There was just silence like the person on the other side was taking in his words and was disappointed in a way. " Now, why would you ever think that I would want to sit here and listen to you rant all day about these soldier's deaths who are fighting in this war while you get to just sit here and discredit them?" A very commanding and booming voice echoed throughout the hallways as I walked down slowly clutching the sword I was supposed to give to Mr. Wong.

        Now, why should men like that have something that my father has worked so hard on? Mr. Wong doesn't deserve anything that my father makes nor should he ever have it. I'll let him know who deserves this sword, surely it's not him. While I slowly walk down the corridor and I reach Mr. Wong's room I knock on it twice ever so slightly, finishing to hand him such a Masterpiece made by my father. Who is that person talking to Mr. Wong? Why does his voice sound so familiar it was like a memory that just wouldn't surface. I swallowed before I opened the door " oh come on, it's better than nothing my Lord hey how about this let's make a bet and see who comes back alive shall we?" There seems to be hesitation coming from the other person. I clutch The Sword in my hands so hard that my Knuckles turn white my body becomes hot with rage. How could they talk about them like that? I flung open the door and looked at the two men Mr. Wong and someone I couldn't remember right off the bat. He had ruby red eyes, beautiful skin complexion like a punishment doll, the beautiful but deadly smile he was tall I could tell even with him slouching. And the hair that seemed to Scorch like the Sun the roots, bright yellow fading into a dark orange what's soon turning into a dark red almost like a chromosome. His hair except for his bangs was tied up into a long ponytail that reached his mid-back, on each ear were 3 stubble earrings and he had an eyebrow ring along with perfectly shaped eyebrows a darker red than his eyes and hair.

         Mr. Wong stops laughing, his mouth wide open. I just looked directly at him in the eye. Yeah, the man beside him, the beautiful one who looked just like a doll looked at me as well with a blank yet sorrowful expression. Upon looking at me he began to choke hard, spitting out his sake (Japanese liquor) as soon as he noticed me. "Ah, Denaro! Did you bring me my sword?" I scowled at Mr. Wong. What's harsh there that sent shivers down his spine I could see it visibly he began to sweat out of nervousness and humiliation. I get the sword harder in my hands so hard that I was sure I was going to tear the skin around my knuckles, " You don't deserve this sword. So I will keep it, good luck coming back herself without anything to fight with Captain Wong. And the next time I hear you say anything about my family that I find offensive then I will cut out your tongue myself." He flinched at my unexpected words that came out of my mouth. He at first looked enraged, but soon that look was transformed into a look of Terror as he stared into my eyes that showed no mercy. I was not going to sit idly by and let anybody speak badly about my family; especially not my father I will kill for him and my family without hesitation.

         "Well, then I must be heading off. Oh and I wonder what you were doing. I'm about all without a weapon. Will you survive?" Mr. Wong's face had finally gotten back some color as he chuckled " Do you think that low of me, my Lord?" I let out a sigh as I looked back at him. Why do I even bother with this man? How did he even get his statue? Especially with the way he thinks about the lives of others, if I was my father I would have never looked upon this man for he is very unsightly. I wanted my eyes after I turned away and began walking down the corridor. The same one is that boy who just left.

        Plus I must say she was quite interesting as being quite the looker although I'm not into men I must say he was quite a sight to see. Once I reach the patio I decided to look around to see if that boy was still there just to let him know that I wish his family well but sadly I didn't see him I shrugged my shoulders and began to walk down the long path back to the front gate where my horse awaits once I reach them I grabbed onto his Reigns and then untied him from his post and just as I began to mount him Captain Wong decided that he was going to send me off oh how lovely I was quite annoyed by his presence as it is I let out a sigh.

        After I finally got away from him I'll be down to ride my horse down the dirt road as I looked upon each for the villagers inherited this vast land known as Keystroke the people around you are so Lively and happy the children chase after one another as some of them played with their pets the parents looked upon them with such lovely smiles. While the men began to prepare for war being prepared to leave their families I looked upon them with such sadness at the corner of my eye I saw that boy who dared to speak down to Captain Wong he looked very angry and annoyed at the fact that someone who he thought he knew had spoken badly about the family that he adores I couldn't help but smile at the Curious young lad although he didn't seem to be younger than me about a two or three years younger than me so around 11 or 12. I became a general at such a young age around the age of 13 but because I was a prodigy and I was so great at politics and War tactics I was giving my status by my father the king but I don't want this life I want a happy normal life just like all the commoners around me what am I saying, I can't have that. I shook my head and continued my journey back to the castle but I was very curious as to what that boy would do, I smirked, "things will get interesting if I stay near that boy, I just have a feeling. " I trotted back to the castle.