HI,GUYS! It's mai first fic. Hope you like it! Review, and if I don't get 2,ima quit. WAHH! So please, review if you like the prologue.
LETS BEGIN!!!
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Prologue
It was a wet September morning, fresh Dew on the grass beneath Pit's feet. The captain of a group of archers ran a hand through his dark brown hair, a soft sigh escaping his peach-colored lips. So much was on the young man's mind, yes, so much that he had to escape the density from his own house. Watching the sun emerge from the gratified trees was always a calming act of nature to him. Just as he got in depth of thinking, a figure out pat gently on the back and sat down. It was Prince Marth, Pits childhood friend.
"What are you doing up, Pit? It sure is early..."
Pit lowered his head and said almost inaudible," N-Nothing...Just watching the sunrise..."
Uh- oh. Red flag. When was the last time Pit did that? Why, it was when Pit found out his hamster had a possible fatal disease. But... Maybe it was more serious this time?
"Talk to me." Marth demanded, peering into the archers baby blue eyes. A large lump appeared in the man's throat, and as he struggled to swallow it down, his lower lip began to tremble slightly. Yes, Marth was afraid it was more tragic than the death of the hamster. Tears began clogging up his eyes. And he finally let it out. Marth's stare was too difficult to handle, and he would regret lying to him.
"...She...Died...Mom..Died. Mom Died...!"Pit exploded, and to avoid further embarrassment, he buried his now puffy face in his hands.
Marth knew where he was coming from. The weight of losing a loved one is unbearable. Marth embraced his broken friend, whispering in his ear softly in his smooth, velvet-like voice,
"Ssssh...It's okay. She had to go someday. But...I won't. I'll be on your side. Don't worry...I'll...Be there. Always."
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Its a prologue...Of course its gonna be short!REVIEWS MAKE ME HAPPY!:D
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