It was a dark and rainy summer night and the world outside had taken shelter from the storm. The wildlife had long since fallen asleep in their dry shelters and most people had already found comfort in their beds for the night. Even so, there were a few lights still on and few people still up.
One person that was awake just happened to be a young boy. He sat at his window and stared out into the night. It was dark in his small neighborhood, but that didn't stop him from watching the storm outside. The boy sighed sadly and laid his head down on the windowsill, thinking about how the weather reflected how he was feeling. A sudden knock on the door made the boy jump, but he relaxed when he saw who walked in.
"Hey what you still doing up kid," asked the teenage girl that had entered the boys room.
"Can't sleep," replied the boy as he laid his head back where it was before.
The girl looked sadly at her brother and walked over to where he sat. She took him up in her arms and pulled him tightly against herself. In response, the boy wrapped his arms around her neck and laid his head against her shoulder.
"It's going to be Ok," she said gently as she ran her fingers through the boy's chocolate brown hair. She heard the boy sniffle and she felt tears that fell from his eyes.
"I know it will but it's just not fair," he replied. The girl pulled her brother's head away from her neck and looked in his deep, blue eyes.
"It's not, but we can't change what happened," she said, "We have to be strong." The young boy nodded and his sister smiled down at him. She was about to say something else, but as if on cue, the newborn baby that was across the hall started to cry.
"I guess I need to check on him," said the girl, "Dad's asleep and I don't want him to wake up." She kissed the boy's forehead and then she sat him back down by the window. "I'll come back and tuck you in when I'm done."
"Ok big sister," replied the boy. He watched his sister leave and then he turned back to the window. Tears were still in his eyes, but they didn't blur his vision. The rain was falling heavily and a quiet thunderclap rang in the distance.
A few minutes passed before the cry from across the hall had stopped. The boy got up from where he sat and walked over to his bed as he waited for his sister to return. He had almost made it to the bed before a bright white light poured into his room from the window.
"What was that," said the boy as turned back around and ran back to his place on the windowsill. He looked at the street from his bedroom on the second floor, but he didn't see anything unusual. He was about to turn away, but then he noticed something on the sidewalk in front of his house. It looked like some sort of small white bundle. Whatever it was, the boy couldn't just leave it out in the rain.
The boy ran out of his room in time to see his sister walk out of his baby brothers room. "Where are you going," she asked, but the boy didn't stop to answer her, he just kept going. He sister frowned at him and decided to follow.
The girl easily caught up to the boy and they both went out into the pouring rain. She still didn't know why he was going out there, but when she saw the wet bundle, she immediately understood.
The girl ran past the boy and reached the white bundle first. She placed a hand on it and felt it shaking. She gasped when she saw the face of a young girl from under the white cloth.
"What is it sister," said the boy. He was standing by his sister as she pulled back the cloth, revealing the face of the girl to her brother. He had the same reaction to his sister.
"We need to get her inside," he said. His sister nodded and picked up the younger girl. She was light and it wasn't difficult for the boy's sister to lift her. She took the girl into their small home and then she made her way to the guestroom.
The darkness of the night hid the girl's features, but now that they were inside, they could see her more clearly. She was a lot paler then most people and she looked like she was about the same age as the boy. Her hair was a bright white with light blue highlights and it fell down her back in slight waves. Her arms hung limply at her side and from where the boy was, he could see something strange on the girl's hand. It was some sort of black mark, a bruise maybe, but it didn't look like it. To the boy it looked like the shadow of a dragon flaring it's wings.
"Go get me some towels," ordered the boy's sister. He nodded and did as his sister asked of him. When he returned, he saw that his sister had set the girl down on the bed in a sitting position.
"Here you go," said the boy as he handed his sister the towels that he brought. She thanked him and began to dry the young girl. The boy saw that she was wearing a white gown of some sort that matched her hair perfectly. The boy could feel his face becoming warm. 'She looks like an angel,' thought the boy.
"What's this?" asked his sister. The boy was confused as to why she asked that, but then he saw her tug at a cord around the girl's neck. The beads on the cord were made of what looked like sapphire and they glittered brightly. His sister pulled the cord from inside the girl's gown and gasped at the jewel at the end. The magnificent white jewel was shaped like a dragon readying its attack and it looked absolutely stunning.
"This is some necklace," said girl. The rubbed the jewel between her fingers and she turned it around. A sudden look of surprise came onto her face as she looked at the name on the back of the necklace. Rhea.
"This must be the girl's name," said the boy's sister as he leaned in closer to get a look. The name was beautifully engraved into the back of the jewel. 'The name of a goddess,' thought the boy.
Once the girl was dry, his sister laid her down on the bed and pulled the covers over her. "Watch her, I'll be back in a second," asked the girl. The boy nodded in response and she left him with the strange girl.
The boy tried, but he couldn't take his eyes of the young girl. The way that her white tresses fell over her eyes made her look angelic. She seemed so peaceful, so unaware of what had happened. While he was thinking about what could have happened to the girl, he saw her starting to fidget. The girl's eyes fluttered open and he stared into the brightest pools of blue that he had ever seen.
"Hello there," said the girl softly. Her voice was like beautiful music to the young boy. He was a little to flustered to speak and he inwardly thank his sister when she entered the room.
"Your awake, good," said his sister as she saw the younger girl pushing herself up into a sitting position.
"Yes I am," said the girl cheerfully. It seemed to the siblings that she was completely unaware of what had happened to her.
"We found you unconscious on the street," said the sister, "Do you know how you got there?"
The young girl shook her head and said, "No I'm sorry I can't remember."
"Do you know where you live?" asked the older girl. The younger shook her head once again and replied with a simple, "No."
"What about your parents?" asked the boy, "Do you know where they are?"
The girl shook her head again and said, "No I can't remember."
"Do you remember anything?" asked the boy.
The girl lowered her eyes and the boy regretted asking. She breathed in shakily and the boy could see the tears forming around her eyes. "I don't remember anything. I don't know my name, where I lived, or my own age."
The older girl smiled sadly at the girl and then walked over to her. She pulled the younger girl into her embrace and the girl cried into her shoulder. "Don't worry, it's going to be alright." She reached into her pocket and pulled out the crystal necklace. She held it up in front of the girl and she took it from the boy's sister.
"You were wearing this when we found you," said the sister as the girl looked over the necklace. "The back says a name, so I think that it's your name."
"Rhea," whispered the girl. She looked up at the older girl and wrapped her arms around her neck. "Thank you."
"Don't mention it," replied the older. The younger girl pulled away from the elder girl's embrace and sat back down on the bed.
"Where will I go?" asked the girl. She had a sad look on her face again, but she wasn't crying anymore.
The boy looked up at his sister and said, "She could stay here, can't she?"
"Well that's up to father," his sister replied. He looked down sadly, but his sister ruffled his messy brown hair. "I think he'll let her stay," she turned to the girl and added, "But only if she wants to of course."
The girl nodded energetically and said, "Of course I would. You have been so kind to me and I don't even know your names."
The boy laughed and said, "We can fix that." He pointed to his older sister and said, "This is my older sister Marianne, but you could have probably guessed that." The girl laughed and the boy continued. "My name is Seto."
"Well Seto, it's nice to met you."
Well that was one of the longest prologues that I've ever written. So there you have it! This is a new story that I'm writing (Obviously) and I thought that I should write the prologue now. Some of you that have read Family Ties might be confused as to why Marianne is in this one. Well you see, the way I actually wanted to write Family Ties was like this, so you could say that this is the original Family Ties. This story is going to span over the original series and that is how I originally thought this through. Before I really got into the writing thing, I was really lazy and I didn't want to write over the series, but I've decided to now.
And now the bad news:( I won't actually be starting this story yet. I want to finish one of my other stories and this one is definately going to take longer then the others. I might upload a random chapter here and there but I won't dedicate my full attention to this story just yet.