Just something I'd like to get out before you read. Of course I love criticism, but I am pretty bad at keep control of my terrible grammar, so if you see too many intolerable mistakes please let me know! Now as in regards to the story it self. It is VERY dark(not yet) I should also explain the layout. This is obviously my own interpretation of the Elsword story. But it will mainly focus on the 4 of the group of my preference, and how I think they would truly be in their world. At first in the story the group is split up into 2 groups. Not saying who is with who as of yet, but you'll figure it out. After every two chapters, the focus will switch to the other group, and then back after the second groups two chapters. Just a fair warning, this is rated M for GOOD reason. We are talking dark, dark stuff going on here. Some of it right off the bat. No actual detail as to what, but we will probably range every where between some abuse, and even rape. But we will see what my head thinks. Most definitely will be some lemon later on. Alas, no Pairings. Don't want to spoil it. Now, I hope you enjoy, and good reading, Op! Before I forget, thoughts will be in italics, and for Ara, Eun's dialogue will be in bold italics.

The Prologue.

"How could this have happened...?"A crimson haired girl internally asked herself. The Crimsonette was laying on her back, on the ground. She could feel a thick puddle forming underneath her. Her bright red eyes half open, and dull. Facing the darkened purple clouded sky. She had no strength left. She could feel her life force dwindling away. The images of the catastrophe she had just faced constantly flashing before her. She felt her neck muscle fail, and her head rolled to the side. Her sight fading in, and out. What she could see, and make out only made the regret of her dieing worse. She was lying in a field of an area called Feita, in growing pool of not only her blood, but the blood of others around her. Strewn about all around her, were the bodies of squad of red knights, and demons. She knew everyone around her was dead, and she would be joining them soon in the after life. "But...I can't. Not... Not yet." She no longer had the strength to keep her eyes open, and let them shut. She was on the verge, only her regret, and want holding her there. The urge for vengeance was coursing through her spirit. It was her last thoughts, and she dedicated those thoughts to getting revenge on the demon army, who had done this to her, and her Red Knights. She suddenly felt a small energy radiating from her pouch she carried. Her hand slowly moved towards the pack, only when it was clenched within her fingers did she remember what it was. It was a shard of Dark El she had taken. She emptied the contents of the pouch on her chest, and squeezed the shard in her palm. The feelings of revenge intensified. It seemed she no longer had a choice.

A jet black haired girl was running, spear at the ready, towards an open field. Her heart pounding fiercely, worry etched into her features. Her thoughts confused, and racing in all directions. She couldn't believe she fell for a Golem's trap. She couldn't afford the delay. She heard a voice come from behind her, telling her to keep moving, and not to worry about them. The grip she had on her spear tightened. She suddenly stopped when the sight of a few bodies. Human bodies. Lots of them. She gasped at the sight, and crumbled to her knees, her arms falling limply to her sides. "N-n-n-no... T-t-this can't be. How did this...?" She sharply whispered to herself. She was flowing with emotions. All of which compelled her to turn, and run. She did not want to continue on. But a voice within piped up, and told her to stay strong. That she had to keep going. With closed eyes, she steeled her heart, and stood on wobbly legs. Pushing herself forward, she pressed on. She surveyed the surrounding area, hoping to see a twitch of movement or anything that would show signs of a survivor. But nothing. There was nothing. Everyone here had been shown no mercy. She was about to give up hope when, the waning sun, had illuminated something shining red. She gasped, and quickened her pace. As she grew closer to what caught her attention, she could make out the figure of young woman sitting on her knees, holding, and petting the helmet from one of the Red Knights. She slowed her approach, as she now knew who it the young woman was. She stopped, only a few feet away from the crimsonette. A glance around at the battle field told the black haired girl all she needed to know. She moved to in front of the crimson haired woman, and fell to her knees. Without a word, the crimsonette looked to the newcomer with her now red, and amber mixed eyes. The black haired woman, was taken aback at how emotionless the cold eyes staring into her own were. The person she knew before had changed.

A group of young Pongos sat on the ground strewed about in a semi circle in front of a young looking, light green haired elf girl, intently listening as she spoke. She was telling the story of her adventure with her friends. Regaling the young ones with stories of the fights, and people they had faced. The wonderful people they had met along the way. One of the children has asked the elf, where the rest of her friends went. The elf smiled at the pongo, and told him that her friends had went on ahead to get help for the many problems facing the Pongos of Altera. The Elf looked as if the group of children was bringing her an immeasurable amount of cheeriness, as she looked into each one of their faces. But on the inside, she was wracked with worry. They may not have time to wait for the three that went on ahead. Things were growing diar. The corrupted machines plaguing the Pongos were responding to the invasion of the land they claimed, by the elf, and her comrades. The El Search party that the Elf had joined, found out that the machines were reproducing at a horrifying pace. The insight they received from their newest comrade they retrieved from the Black Crows helped. However, if they didn't act soon things would get too far out of hand. The small reprieve she got from being with the pongo children was just enough to keep her spirits up.

"My queen, your tea." The machine butler, he took a knee, presenting the silver platter to his white haired queen. He waited in the same position, until the Nasod queen took the cup of tea from the platter. He raised himself to his full height, and bowed. "My queen, I also have pressing news from the red, and purple haired ones." His queen nodded her head, letting him know that he was free to give her the information. He lowered himself her side, and quietly informed his queen of the new situation that has formed. "Is that so? That... Is very troubling. This will not go well with Rena. Come. Let us go to her." She gracefully rose from her seat atop her drones, who disconnected themselves from one another, and began trailing after their queen. The white haired nasod made a quick beeline towards the area she knew her green haired companion would be. Once she got there, she saw Rena, and the circle of pongo children about her. "Oberon, please retrieve Rena." The Nasod butler materialized beside his queen and nodded. He quickly moved to the Elf, and whispered in her ear. The elf nodded, and smiled to the children. "Ok young ones, I'll be back later. Make sure you don't stay away from your homes too long." She got up, and followed Oberon back to where the white haired queen was waiting. "Rena, I have unsettling news. Come. Walk with me." Rena, let worry show in her features, and nodded. "Very well." As they walked side by side, Rena didn't mind the awkward silence between them. That's how things usually were, so it wasn't a big deal. However, when Eve finally stopped, she saw the queen with a serious expression she had never shown before. "Rena. The corrupted nasod. They are... They are kidnapping Pongo families. Nobody knows what they are doing to them, but none of my possible reasons for doing so amount to anything pleasing. I fear they are in serious danger..."