The Missing Links: A Marchen Awakens Romance Fanfiction.

This is my first fan fiction, so please be kind I'll make longer ones soon, I promise.

Chapter 1: The Heat of the Hearth


The cold blasted against him like arrows, pummelling him with a constant stream of snow. He was getting close to leaving this god forsaken place; he could feel warmer air, less wind, more light. A stumble sent him into the ground, laden with snow. Pushing himself up with his hands, bloodstained and numb, he set of again. He would make it tonight, but he had to keep going ahead. Life had lost all meaning to him, it was now a struggle to get from place to place, but soon the snow would no longer punish him with its brutality. This time, he would not back down.

It seeped into every inch of his body, through his black cloak, purple-red jumper, black long pants, it was chilling him to the bitter end. And yet, the mysterious traveller, not wanted anywhere, continued, pressing onward to the girl he knew would know him. He hoped. No, this was not the way to be thinking. She would know. And then it would be all the sweeter when he crushed her. Even he knew of her success; he hadn't been living under a rock, only finding small communities in the snow to tell him more about her.

When he was young, she was looked after and he was left behind. He tried to get attention, but the sweet little girl was all that mattered in their life. And then their mother died. The father remarried, but this lady was different. She noticed him. And the anger that boiled inside him. She gave him toys; toys which he now knew full well what their real purpose was. They were ARM; each one maxed out with as many magical stones that it could hold. She saw him grow with them; grow into a fine young warrior. Before she disappeared, she told him where to find her. He went there and joined her ranks. Now, he realised that he would need to find these people again, if he was ever to find his sister, and crush her into dust.

He trekked, camped and made his slow way to the edge of the snowy land he had been travelling since that time long ago, just after the war was over. Now, six years later, he would rise to the top of those ranks, and take down his sister and her friends too. But he needed to get there first. He knew it would take a while. First he needed to get reacquainted with his stepmother's followers. He needed to find them, and help them to crush their enemies.

He needed food.


(Foot Notes: No prizes to the people who can guess the people I'm talking about here. It's pretty obvious if you've seen the series.

Till next time! VOA)