Crayle here. New story line. Yes, again. I make a lot, don't I? And also good news! I'm reopening to Zelnite Chronicles! Yay! This story line is about the beginnings of the unit batch Ruby, Medina, Dion, Balgran, Rinon, and Yuura. The beginning to the present time, all shall be covered. I'm gonna make half this stuff up though, so don't be afraid if you don't remember somethings about these units. It's probably because I made it up. Thanks and Enjoy!
Prologue
In various places throughout Grand Gaia...
The Spring morning was beautiful, the sun just beginning to rise. In a little village outside of Agni, where curious fox people lived, a beautiful baby girl was born. The proud parents beamed at the look of intelligence in her eyes, and her pretty face. "She shall be named, Ruby." The father said. The mother thought that it was a perfect name, and thus the little fox girl was named Ruby.
In Vriksha, on a breezy Fall day, a green haired man was waiting anxiously outside a door. After awhile, a midwife came out. "It's a boy!" She exclaimed. The husband ran in, delighted to see his wife and new son. "Come meet Dion, your new son." His wife said tiredly, holding out the small child to him. The father carefully picked up his child, more precious to him than anything, and gave his wife a one-armed hug. "How do you feel?" He asked. The woman smiled. "At peace." Was her answer.
In the Sama kingdom, on a glorious summer day. A guard of the castle stood his post, hardly waiting until nightfall. Then only would he be allowed to return home to see his new daughter. His wife promised he could name her, and he spent all day thinking up names. He finally settled on Medina, because of her ocean blue hair. He couldn't wait to be done!
A spring day at the foot of Sacred Mt. Bari. In a minuscule village, a woman moaned in pain. The midwife hurriedly helped, finally the woman gave birth to a baby girl. The woman smiled, reaching out and taking her daughter. "Welcome to Grand Gaia, my little Rinon." She said, nuzzling the infant's nose.
A summer day in the poor district of Bariura. A little red headed boy waited eagerly with his father as his mother gave birth to his little sister. Ilia. That was the name he'd chooses for her. Balgran quite liked that name, it was pretty and sweet. Like a flower.
And lastly, on a cold winter eve. In Bariura, a not quite so poor section, a woman was nuzzling her newly born son, as the father watched happily. The black haired boy, named Yuura, was a delight to the young couple. They both smiled and lay together, talking of their son.
Yep, so that's all. It's a prologue. I'm making more currently. I make about four (two thousand or more word) stories a day, trying to keep up with all my stuff. Whew! But please review, I'd love to get ideas or praise or even criticism. Thanks and I hope you Enjoyed!