Author's note: Finally after several several months, here is the long awaited reboot/remake thing for He Who Drowned Shall Love The One Who Burned which I never got around to finishing. This is a complete rewrite so barely if any ideas from that story back in middle school will be carried over here. I have already written over a dozen chapters for this but will update maybe once or twice a weakend as to not run out of chapters, if I do then I will try my hardest to get the next chapter out by the next weekend. It's been quite a while but please review and enjoy. I do not own BEN Drowned or the Moon Children. I do own my own character who is somewhere in my old stories on here.

It was hundreds of years in the past from present day, in the ancient medieval times where knights in shining armor saved maidens and princesses. A time of strife and hardships that is where our story begins.

A young man wandered into town on a huge black horse. He wore a green tunic with chainmail underneath like a knight, and had shaggy blond hair with green eyes. The bags under his eyes shown he hadn't slept for quite some time. On his back, a sheath for a longsword and a bow, at his side the quiver full of arrows.

The young man slowed his horse down before jumping off with ease. While the young man was 21 he still looked about 17 years of age. He looked around, noticing everyone in the village wore odd masks, before calling out to a villager, "Sir, is this the village haunted by a fire demon?"

The villager stopped and looked over, "Yes, we have been waiting for a hero from the kingdom, but are you one? You seem awfully young."

"I am an adventurer and I've come to slay the demon problem. My name is Benedict Walter, and I'm more than ready to face these problems." The young man huffed a bit, already getting annoyed.

"The inn is over there along with the stables so you may keep your horse there if you wish." The villager pointed off toward a building, "afterwards meet me at that building where our elder is. He'll know where the demon is currently residing."

Benedict nodded heading to the inn, weirded out and confused by all the masks everyone wore before figuring it was just a town formed by a cult, he was just there to get the money by doing whatever the townsfolk asked and makes a mental note to report the town later. He set most of his stuff away in his room for the night, happy to finally have a bed after many sleepless nights in the wild.

Benedict went off to the building seeing the chief had the oddest mask of all, a multi colored heart mask. He had red hair and gave off a creepy vibe which Benedict chose to ignore again, best not to question the source of income.

"Are you the hero that's come to save us?" The old man asked with a raspy voice.

"I am no hero but a humble adventurer willing to help." Benedict replied.

"Any help will be accepted, may the goddess Luna shine upon you to defeat the demon. Many cycles ago, a child was born to our village with red eyes lit with the flames of hell, she was undeserving of ascension and we wish not to taint the masks with her vile presence. She was born possessed by the demon and the demon must be removed or we will be forced to remove her forcefully."

'Oh great heavens, this is a cultist village, oh well I just have to go along with it.' Benedict thought bitterly, "Where is this demon hiding now?"

"We have a shrine to Luna where several of our people are trying to contain the child so she may be cleansed again for the day." The old man replied as two villagers opened up a door to their left, "Do whatever it takes to rid the demon, even if it must be that the girl harboring it shall die, we pray for Luna to spare her soul."

Benedict sighed and nodded with his hand at the hilt of his sword as he walked through the door. After only about a minute of walking in the darkness, he finally saw a finally saw a light at the end of the staircase accompanied by screams. He hurried down the stairs to see a red headed deathly pale girl being held down by villagers as a priest was doing a prayer, the screams were from her being held down underwater only coming up every minute or so for air.

One of the villagers looked up at him and waved, "You must be here to help cleanse this girl of the demon!"

"Yes, but why are you attempting to drown her?" He asked, highly concerned and confused.

"Tis but a way to remove the flames from her soul, put them out and the demon will be without power." The villager replies as the girl is let up again for air, "This water was blessed by the light of Luna, so by Luna the demon shall run in fear."

The girl gasps for breath, keeping her eyes closed out of pure fear of what these men were doing.

"Enough, the hour of cleansing is over, let her go so we may see the results of her cleansing." The priest ordered, and as soon as they let go, she was out of the water and running up the stairs faster than anyone could have thought given she nearly drowned.

"Hero, go watch her and report back of any unusual signs from her!" The men barked at Benedict who nodded, worried of the state of the poor girl who he may possibly have to kill.

'I hope she's okay, this isn't like that time with the hunter in the forest who should be in a straight jacket, or the person tortured into being a cannibal' Benedict sighed as he hurried up the stairs.