Shattered Heart

By Dixxy

Prologue

In the far off world of Lesora. . .

Rillain stood overlooking the valley below him. Why had my life been so harsh on my emotions? He thought to himself. I've lost everything. My parents, my siblings, Melissa. . . By the light of Lesora, Melissa was the last straw!

Rillian fought back tears. Loosing his beloved Melissa had been all but kind to his heart. He looked up at the slowly setting sun. "I have nothing," he said.

"Ah, but you do have us, dearest Rillain." Rillain turned around to see Gillain standing behind him. "Lesora has done nothing to heal your pain. They did not help you when your mother and baby brother were killed by the thieves. They did nothing when your sister and father drowned in the river. And they forcefully took away your love."

"I know that," said Rillain, narrowing his eyes. "But that doesn't take the hurt away."

Gillain grinned. "Which is why you must help Xillian and I take revenge on those who hurt you. You have nothing. I have nothing. Xillian has nothing. We will all work together to overthrow Salome and Marquis Croin. Then no one will hurt us again."

"You've still failed to tell me what it is that you and Xillian seek revenge for," said Rillain.

"Does it matter?" said Gillian, twirling her multi-colored purple hair around her finger. "All that matters is that we take the revenge that is rightfully ours."

"I suppose," said Rillain. "What do we do next?"

"Simply, we are going to meet with the last out of numbers and discuss what we are going to do about our revenge," said Gillain. "Come."

Rillain didn't disobey her. Gillain was the leader of their little operation. The Tyranny Trio had been hurt badly by the people of Lesora. Rillain thought painfully back to day his troubles began. . .

~

"Rillain!"

Rillain looked up to see his mother looking down at him and his little brother. "Yes, mom?" he asked. "I was just playing with the baby."

Rillain's mother clucked her tongue as she picked up the young infant. "You know the village elder is going to name him, today," she said.

"Why does the elder name the children of our village?" asked Hannah, Rillain's twin sister.

"It is an age older tradition of our people, Hannah. The village elder waits for a sign and names the child," said their father. "I'm sure the youngest of our family will have just as fine of a name as the two of you were given."

"Rillain is a weird name," said Rillain.

"Rillain, it's a unique name for a unique boy," said his father. "Come now, we're off to see the elder."

"Wait!" said Rillain. He darted out into the backyard and over to an old tree. In the tree was a hollow where Rillain kept a few private treasures. He took out one treasure and grasped it tightly in his small hand. Rillain then darted back to his mother and the baby.

"I want him to have this," said Rillian, placing the treasure in his brother's blankets. "As something to remember this day by."

Rillain's mother smiled brightly as the family headed off to see the village elder.

~

They never made it. A band of thieves attacked first, taking Rillain's mother and baby brother captive. Days later his mother was found. She whispered something about a jade, but she died before she could finish. No sign of his younger brother was ever found.

It had always bothered Rillain what her final word had meant. His father has assumed it to be the calling card of the band of thieves. It had been merely years later that they had drowned in the boating accident. Rillain had still been an apprentice to old Barbock, a wizard in Unicornia. After the wizard had hit him for wanting to attend the funeral, Rillain ran away.

It was a short time later that he'd met Melissa. They'd been deeply, deeply in love for a long time. Then one day she was arrested and hung without any sort of a trial. Rillain, at age twenty-three, had broken.

And he wasn't sure if this new plot would glue the pieces back together.

~

Gillain led Rillain back their headquarters. Xillian was in his lab, standing before a hollowed out door frame, chanting spells and tossing dusts here and there. "What's he doing?" asked Rillian.

"Summoning an powerful from another realm. This evil would have had to have been killed by an opposing force and be on the look out for revenge against ones who killed it. After he helps us, we help him," said Xillian.

Gillain grinned. "Excellent, Xillian. Bring fourth this new being," she said.

Rillain felt an odd feeling. Why do I have a bad feeling about this?

"ARISE!" shouted Xillian. The doorway was bathed in a seething red glow as a figure stepped out. Rillain and the other two stepped back, shielding their eyes from the harsh light. Their help had arrived.

Their help didn't look powerful. It was a man with pale features and sharp ears, like that of an elf. He looked up at the trio. "Who are you? Where am I?"

"I, I know who you are!" said Gillain, wide eyed. "You're Ghaleon, one of the Four Heroes of Lunar!"

"That I am, but WHO are you?" said Ghaleon.

"I'm sorry, Ghaleon, we are the Tyranny Trio of the world of Lesora. We have all been forsaken by our own people and wish for revenge. We ask for your assistance. In return we will help you gain revenge against those who killed you," said Gillain.

Ghaleon grinned. "Yes, I'd like that," he said.

"Who is it you wish revenge on?" asked Xillian, rubbing his hands together.

"Luna, the Goddess Althena in humor form. Dragonmaster Alex, the last Dragonmaster. Jessica de Alerik, daughter of Hell Mel. Kyle of Nanza, a drunk and a thief. Nall, the flying cat with the big mouth. Mia Ausa, heir to the Magic Guild. And the one who I have a PERSONAL vendetta against, my apprentice Nash, the little traitor," said Ghaleon.

"I'll ask later, Ghaleon. Tell us what your plan is," said Gillain, sitting in a chair. "I want to know every savory detail of your great plan."

Ghaleon sat down. "Might I ask if I could replenish my strength, first?"
"Take all the time you need," said Gillain.

Rillain stared at the elf-like man. I've heard the tales of the Four Heroes of Lunar, but why would Dyne's heir kill one of them? Or for that matter, Althena? Or an Ausa? Something isn't right.

"Boy, is something wrong?" asked Ghaleon.

"N, nothing," Rillain lied through his teeth. What have I gotten myself into?