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The legend
Peace knights
Knights with elements of their rights
Destroying the world in the name of light
Or protecting the world with peace they might
Unite them you would be in great heights
Destroy them you would in great plights
Gold listens to his heart
Wood keeps quiet with what he thinks
Water speaks with what he feels
Fire splutters at injustice
Earth always keeps his calm
Together they are all unique
No one knows who they are
No one knows where they are
Scattered around the world they might be
When war threatens to ruin, they unite
To save or destroy the world
They decide
A symbol of word
They will be recognized by
In the ancient language of words
The knights would have them without a doubt
On their body would the birthmarks
The names of their elements
Maxwell church
"Hey, Solo! Race you back to the church! Loser has to do dishes for a week?" the ten year old boy with violet eyes yelled as he raced off towards the direction of the church.
"No! Wait, Duo! That's not fair! I am carrying so many things including your share! Get back here!" the older boy demanded as he shouted at the laughing figure that seemed to run even faster as he spoke.
"Duo! You're so dead when I catch you later! Now how am I going to carry all these back?" Solo cursed as he tried to gather all the things in his arms.
Duo laughed as he ran with his head looking back and making faces at Solo. He knew it was bad of him to leave Solo to carry everything but he promised to help with the dinner's preparation tonight. It would be bad of him to break his promise and well, he was sure that Solo would forgive him quickly.
"La... la..." the small boy hummed a tune Sister Helen had sung to him before as he continued running with a big smile on his face.
However, the smile disappeared without a trace when he noticed the black smoke emerging in the direction of the church. Something flashed across his mind. Fire. Screams. A burning cottage. The smell of the burnt wood. Then rain. Then hr remembered running.
"What is happening? What is it?" Duo asked himself as he dashed towards the burning church.
What he saw when he stood in front of the church forced him to stop dead in his tracks. It seemed that a big boulder had dropped onto the church probably rolled down from the hill behind the church. However, something told him that this was just a natural disaster. The church could not be on fire just because of the boulder. Unless…
However, he stopped his trail of thinking as he saw something or rather someone. Half buried under a wall old ruins that were at least not yet on fire, was the figure he held close to his heart since he was in the church.
"Sister Helen?" the crying boy called quietly as he kneeled next to the figure on the floor that was wet with a red liquid. Immediately, he started to dig. He had to free her.
"Duo? You are safe! Father Maxwell was worried about you till the end," a weak voice reached his ears as hands gently grab his bloody hands, "stop, dear. Those are sharp and heavy. You are hurting yourself."
"But. But… you … I have to do it, Sister Helen..." the young boy cried.
"No! Listen to me, Duo. I do not have much time left. I know, dear. You have to get away from here. They are after you, I think. Father Maxwell refused to hand you over to them," Sister Helen said quickly as if she had to say it fast or it would never be heard again.
"But…" Duo wept.
"Duo, remember not to put your hair up. Let it down or braid it as I had taught you before. Don't let others see the symbol on your neck. Promise me you will always hide it, okay?" Sister Helen said weakly.
Duo nodded. He could not say anything. His tears were making his vision blurry.
"Solo? He's with you?" Sister Helen asked softly and continued as she saw Duo nod his head again, "he will care for you. You two are brothers. Listen to him, okay?"
"I promise. You know I never lie," Duo said solemnly in his strained voice, "but don't leave me, Sister Helen. Can't you not leave?"
"No, silly. Shinigami has come to claim me. You said before you only believe in him right?" Sister Helen smiled, "live well and smile always, dear. Your smiles are beautiful…"
With that, Sister Helen closed her eyes and her hands dropped from Duo's small hands.
"Sister Helen? Sister Helen? Sister Helen! No! No! Why? Why take her away? Why?" Duo screamed as he continued to weep.
"Are you a kid from the church?" a deep fierce voice demanded.
Surprised, Duo spun around to see at least eight men who looked like bandits. He did what his instincts told him. He jumped to his feet and tried to run for it. However, before he could even start running. The man closest to him grabbed his arms roughly.
"Are you the boy with the symbol?" the man demanded as he tightened his grip.
Duo whimpered as he struggled but the man only gripped his arms tighter. The man only smirked while the others laughed at his weak struggle.
"Feisty? Do you want me to strip you to see if you have the symbol?" the man said in a weird tone that made little Duo froze in terror.
Suddenly, an explosion sounded from somewhere close to them. Shocked everyone looked towards the spot where the explosion occurred. The man dropped his grip on Duo as Duo ran quickly towards the bushes in the other direction.
A hand gripped Duo's right arm again. Shocked, Duo froze only to smile in relief as he realized it was Solo. Solo pulled him into the bushes and led him deeper into the forest at top speed. They only stopped after what seemed like hours.
It was then Duo leaned against Solo and started sobbing, telling what he had witnessed in incoherent words. Solo took a long time to digest what Duo had said. The thirteen-year-old boy started to cry as he finally realized what had happened.
He pulled Duo closer and promised him that he would protect him even at the cost of his life. Then they started to grief for the dead. Their Father Maxwell and Sister Helen and all their friends.
Duo closed his eyes and clutched his friend's shirt tightly as he recalled what had happened again and again. However, he felt another similar memory that he did not know he had flashing into his mind. His head started to throb. It was getting more painful with each minute passed. Finally, darkness closed in around him.
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