In the center of the galaxy, resting under a cluster of stars, was Yonderia.

It was a peaceful planet, and a happy one. There were plenty of forests, life was able to thrive and grow, and every Yonderian was able to live happily. Of course they would have to sometimes defend their little piece of paradise, but civil wars on the planet were unheard of.

One day, the planet began to crumble in on itself. Whether this was simply the planet and its age or an outside force, the Yonderians weren't sure. All they knew was that they had to leave their home. Before the planet collapsed on itself and became nothing but rocks floating in the vast realm of space, most of their species was able to evacuate safely.

Homeless, the Yonderians headed out into space, led by their crowned prince, Wander. The prince had told them that perhaps they shouldn't just look for new homes, but new lives as well. Of course they all knew about other species, planets and kingdoms in the universe, but very few Yonderians had left their section of it.

Heading towards the closest planet to theirs, they started their journey. The Squiblings offered shelter for a short time in exchange for trade, which the Yonderians were happy to do so. During their time on Squibliss, they made new acquaintances and learned of their culture. As enjoyable as it was, the Yonderians eventually left Squibliss and headed towards the next planet.

Over several decades, the Yonderians met and made relationships with hundreds of alien species. They acquired several new ways of living throughout their journeys - inspired by their new friends - and made sure to help however they could on whatever planet they were staying on. It was said that most of the species was just as happy going from planet to planet as they were on Yonderia. Because of their traveling nature, they were nicknamed 'The Star Nomads' since the symbol of a star was carved on the King and Prince's royal crowns.

Throughout all this traveling however, the Yonderians were beginning to grow weary and were ready to settle down once again, having gained enough experience and knowledge to last a lifetime.

Shortly after they left the planet Tourqke, a new barren planet was discovered. Contrasting from the great green fields of the original Yonderia, it's soil was rich with a bright orange color. Other than some plants and vegetation, there was no other life on the planet. Taking this as a sign, Wander - now crowned king after the peaceful death of his father - declared that it would be their new home.

His reign lasting another twenty years, King Wander was able to help develope several cities on the new Yonderia, making their species truly thrive and grow, tripling their population. Once again, the species was prosperous and happy.

()()()()()()()

"Wow, Gramps sure was a great guy. If it weren't for him, we may not have a home!" He turned the page, looking at a picture of the late King. Instead of a shining crown, a floppy green hat with a star emblem sat atop his head. The caption for the picture said the King was enjoy the beach on one of the planets he visited, hence the casual headwear. He looked different from the last time the young prince saw him. His fur wasn't grey, but a healthy shade of orange like his. There were no wrinkles, and the walking stick he used was more of an accessory than a necessity. The only thing familiar about the picture was his grandfather's happy, friendly smile.

He had read the story of his people's long journey dozens of times. Of course he had to know his people's history, he was the prince after all, but he always kept coming back to this story. The Yonderians had been uprooted from their homes with little to no warning, but they kept strong and positive, traveling the universe until they found their new home. As happy as he was, part of him wished his species was still traveling around the universe, seeing a new planet and new people every few weeks. Every day would be a new, fun adventure!

"Yeah..." the young prince smiled to himself.

Just then, there was a knock at his door. "Come in!" The door opened, and a tall Yonderian woman walked in. Unlike her father and son, her fur color was the color of gold. Clipped to the sides of her head were the star shaped hairclips she had worn since she was little, and a shiny tiara sat on her head. Around her neck was a simple silver chain with an amber gem.

"Are you ready to go for our walk, Erryl?" she asked him.

The boy smiled. "You bet, Mom!" Putting his history book away, Erryl put on his sneakers (not exactly footwear for a prince, but better than walking barefoot) and quickly ran over to his mother. "Ready!"

The queen giggled. "Alright then." She took his hand. Unlike most sixteen year olds, Erryl wasn't the least bit embarrassed about holding his mother's hand.

"So, how's your day been?" he asked.

"Oh, same old same old," she replied, making the phrase sound elegant, "And what about you, Son?"

"Had to go to my lessons of course," Erryl replied, trying to sound at least somewhat positive about it. It wasn't that he hated learning, it's just that some of his professors could be a bit strict. 'They're just tryin' to do their jobs', he thought, 'and they do teach me some interesting things'. Although today was Arithmetic lessons - his worse subject - so class was nowhere near as interesting as it was on the days where he had History or Science or Music.

"After that I had some lunch and then went to my room to do homework, and then I guess I ended up reading."

"Did you read anything interesting?"

"I read about Gramps again, how he led our people all over the universe."

The queen smiled. "Your favorite story."

"Well, it is a good one."

The two royals continued out the doors of their home. One would think being the rulers of the planet that they would live in a castle or palace, but really it was simply a wood cabin. Of course it was bigger and had more rooms than most houses, but no where near as big as some of the royal homes Erryl had seen pictures of.

Stretching out in front of them was the golden surface of Yonderia II. Eryll could see that their dark green trees were starting to grow fruit and orange blossoms, he always enjoyed climbing them and trying to pick the best fruit and then give some to whoever he saw.

A bit farther away sat one of their towns, its streets no doubt filled with people rushing home or perhaps doing some afternoon shopping. It was a great day for it after all, the sun shone bright but light winds kept anyone from getting over heated (which was good because they wouldn't start shedding their winter coats for another month).

"Where shall we go?" his mother asked. Eryll simply shrugged. As much as he loved spending time with his mother, he wished they could go somewhere new. He visited town nearly every day, the gardens twice a day. Because of meetings, lessons and other tedious activities, they could never go too far from their home. In reality though, the young prince even though the other side of the planet was too familiar.

But, not wanting to ruin their walk, Eryll smiled and replied, "Why don't you decide, Mom?"

"Alright then." Leading the way, the two took a small walk around their home and to the lake that was about ten minutes away from it. Even if it was somewhere he had been dozens of times before, Eryll still liked relaxing by the water and playing with whatever creatures happened to be scurrying around there. "Here lil' guy," he said when he spotted a hare-rel (if he had been to Earth, he would describe it as a rabbit combined with a squirrel). He held out a berry. "Come on, it's yummy!"

The hare-rel's nose twitched as it hopped closer. In one swift move, it grabbed the berry, stuffing it in it's mouth, and ran off. Eryll chuckled. "Aww, enjoy the snack!" Glancing up to the sky, he let out a content sigh.

The brown, transparent clouds drifted through the sky, and just above them Eryll could see a few faint stars. As their planet turned, more stars were sure to come out.

"Hey, Mom?" Eryll said.

"Yes dear?" the Queen replied, looking away from the water and focusing all her attention on her son.

"How often do you get called for meetings that aren't on Yonderia?"

"Every once in a while, probably about once every couple months. Why?"

He paused for a moment. "Do you think that I could come along with you the next time you go to one?"

"Well, of course I don't mind your company, but why?" Next to math, she knew the rules and politics of the universe wasn't exactly her son's favorite subject.

"I dunno, just to see what it's like?"

"To sit in during a meeting or to see how life is on a planet other than Yonderia?"

Eryll grinned. "Guess I can't fool you, Mom. Both, I guess."

"Well then, I'll make sure to keep that in mind," the Queen told him, smiling back.

No sooner than a few seconds later, they could hear footsteps behind them. "Your majesty! Your majesty!" The golden furred nomad stood up, knowing exactly who it was.

"What is it, Ruby?" she asked, "is everything alright?"

The red furred assistant to the Royal Nomads to a minute to catch her breath. "It seems, that your meeting with Lord Obsidian has been moved up - in fact, he's coming right now! The others and I tried to tell him to wait another week, but he 'insisted' that he needed to meet with you today."

The Queen showed no signs of fear or even surprise. "Let's see what he wants then." She looked over at Eryll. "Here's your chance to sit in on one of my meetings."

"Sure," Eryll replied, grinning and standing up as well. Going to a meeting was better than just being in his room by himself. "Besides, it might be nice to meet some other rulers of the universe. You know, makes some new friends." That thought alone excited him.

Ruby gave a bitter laugh. "Obviously you've never met anyone from their planet." Eryll didn't know what she meant by this, but didn't dwell on it too long. As he followed his mother back to their home, a silver ship began to enter the atmosphere above them.

()()()()()()()()

The interior of the ship was filled with their people, as well as other species that his father had 'hired'. Following orders, they were all scurrying around the control room like rats, trying to obey their orders quickly and efficiently. In fact, the only one who wasn't working was him.

Sitting in a corner of the room, his feet up on one of the desks, he was simply watching the idiots on his father's ship squirm. Everyone knew that when you worked for Lord Obsidian, it wasn't a matter of making him happy so he'd spare your life, it was simply postponing your 'retirement' as long as possible.

But he wasn't worried about that, at least not most of the time.

"Landing time?" said his father as he walked through the door.

"Exactly eight minutes, Sir," one of the crewmen replied.

"Hmm." He could hear footsteps coming towards him, but it wasn't until the hood he was hiding his head with was pulled off did he actually flinch. "What did I tell you about wearing that thing? You look like a commoner."

He held back a retort, but he did glare at his father. "Go put on your cloak, Keir. I don't care if you insist on embarrassing yourself, but it'll be a cold day on Mercury before you embarrass me. Go." Bright yellow eyes met neon green, sending a slight chill down his son's spine.

"Fine," Keir mumbled, getting up from his seat. Living with the man for sixteen years had taught him to pick his battles, though he had a feeling he would still end up doing something to piss off his father. 'As if I care,' he thought as he walked to his private quarters on the ship.

Taking of his hoodie - dark grey with green splatters - he walked towards his closet. For the son of an evil Lord, his bedroom - or at least temporary one until they went home - looked like that of any teenager's room. Several band posters lined the walls, as well as a couple dents and ashened spots from the times when he lost his temper. The floor was hardly clean, littered with dirty clothes and food since he refused to eat in the ship's dining room. What was the point of cleaning anyway, a servant would clean the room anyway when they landed.

Once Keir put on his cloak - black and silver, the color of his family - he opened his dresser drawer and took out a pair of black gloves. Even if he could control his power pretty well, the gloves were still a precaution. The last thing he would need is to lose control and accidentally electrocute the queen of Yonderia... his father would probably never shut up about it.

'Just another week within him on this ship, and then we'll be home,' Keir told himself, 'Then I'll be able to stay as far away from both of them as possible.' Sitting down on his bed, the skeleton teenager glanced out the window.

They had already entered the planet's atmosphere, so he could get a pretty good view of the planet. The surface reminded him of gold, and the people seemed happy with not a care in the world, barely noticing a ship carrying one of the deadliest rulers in the universe coming towards them. Everything just looked so pleasant and perfect.

Keir sneered. "What a dumb looking planet." This was going to be such a waste of his time, but since he didn't exactly have a choice in the matter, he simply laid down in his bed and waited for the ship to land.

Alright! Welcome to my new WoY story! Basically, I'm going to try to give these guys - Wander and Hater - some history. How did they become who they are? How did Wander start his journey across the universe? How did Hater become a villain? I'm going to try and answer these questions with this story.

As the fic goes on and more WoY episodes come out, this story will probably become more and more less likely to be true or even likely, so I'm just gonna save myself all that trouble and just call this story an AU from the very beginning. With that said, please review and I'll see you all in the next chapter!