A/N: Hi there, everybubble. This is my first fanfic so please, PLEASE don't bite my head off. IF you don't like it, or there's a SERIOUS mistake I made, just tell me and I'll try and fix it.. I'm sorry if this pisses you off or offends you in any way (can you tell I'm a doormat yet?) Anyway, here it is… Advice is welcomed! :3 Luv ya 3 (Also, FYI, this is the Prologue..)

"Grandma, tell me a story" 8 year old Matt Sohinki said as he lay on the floor of his grandparents' house, staring up at his grandmother in her rocking chair.

"All right, Matt. But just this once." His grandmother smiled, rocking back and forth as she began her tale.

"This is a story about the three facultas. Facultas are ordinary humans, just like you or I, but they have great powers, beyond even the most creative of dreams. The three facultas are born once every one thousand years. There are two male facultas, Peace and Hatred, and one female facultas, Hope. Peace and Hope fight Hatred to keep the world pure and good. When the facultas fight, the battle rages (sometimes for months) as Peace and Hope try to demolish Hatred. Even though Peace and Hope are very powerful, the pure evil that infests Hatred is so powerful that they can only imprison him in time. Hatred tries to rule the universe with evil, so he can see Peace and Hope suffer. Every time he tries to take over, though, Peace and Hope manage to trap him in time, where he waits, growing stronger and stronger until he can rise again. After they imprison him, Peace and Hope live as normal humans for the rest of their lives, but their power grows weaker every time they are reborn. One day, I fear, they won't be able to fight off Hatred."

Matt stared at his grandmother with big, soulful eyes, scared. "Don't worry though, little Matt. That day won't come for ages."

Matt's mother bustled in. "Oh, don't listen to her, Matt. It's just a story."

Matt's grandmother shot her daughter-in-law an irritable look. "There's a prophecy that describes the facultas' battle."

When Hatred seems to rule at last

And all that's good is in the past.

The days of dark will soon appear,

Everyone will live in fear.

Then, Peace and Hope will unite.

They'll wield the love

To win the Fight.

"Remember this, Matt." His grandmother warned.

Dutifully, her grandson replied, "I will"

Over the years, however, the story got pushed away to the farthest reaches of his memory, until he forgot all about it.

A/N:Hey, me again! :3 This is just the prologue, so don't worry. There WILL be Marhinki. Yup. Definitely. How could there not be? Well, anyway, stay tuned for Chapter 1, everybubble!