A/N: THIS IS A CROSSOVER FIC WITH YUGIOH & BEYBLADE. It's an AU fic. I do not own YGO or BB. Yet another one of my fantasy fics. So read, review, and enjoy!


PROLOGUE

Long ago in a land not wasted or polluted, there were three groups of humans, divided by landforms. But these were not ordinary humans. Some of them possessed strange qualities, others of great beauty, and those of nearly unattainable skill in the art of swordplay or some other type of art.

There were those who lived by the sea, called the Andura, who were calm, peaceful, reasonable, and overall happy people who did not take things for granted. They despised war but knew how to defend themselves. Nobody dared to attack them or try to control them anyway for they were never found when it came to battle. Always hidden in caves or in the water itself, prepared to use it to defend themselves and their land if need be. The Andurans dressed in robes of silver and navy, and all other shades of blue, and sometimes aqua.

Far off towards the north and west were the people of the mountains, the Zevian people. The Zevian dwelled within the mountains and sometimes within the great and wondrous peaks. These people loved the snow and were adapted and used to the cold air, especially during the winter. Their clothing consisted of grays, whites, and blacks to blend in with stone and ivory substance. As majestic and mysterious the mountains were, the people they were home to, were not. The Zevian were cold people, seemingly no sign of friendliness beneath their hardened exteriors. Trained to be emotionless, the Zevian people spoke harshly, criticized, hardly smiled, and some rarely spoke at all, choosing to be silent and collected. Arrogance and cleverness was also a part of their personalities and they were natural leaders which often led to conflict between those who wanted to lead a specific group. Nevertheless, the Zevian people had one very great quality: they were masters with the sword.

And then there were those who had made the beautiful and evergreen forest their homes, Estor, or the Estorian people. The people of Estor built their homes in the trees, around the trees, and in open clearings, usually meadows. Known for their luxurious gardens and excellent skills in bow and arrow, these people wore tunics of dark green and brown to camouflage themselves against enemies. Other colors were red, yellow, and orange for the autumn as some trees were not green year round and lost their leaves when winter swept in with a chilly wind. The Estorians though were loud and cocky, yet friendly, outgoing, and courageous.

War had erupted between the Estorians and the Zevians and had gone on for years and years although the great battles had ceased and was reduced to less killing and more concentration on capturing and conquering one's land. Slavery was beginning to rise once more whenever a Zevian took an Estorian prisoner or vice versa. The Anduran people were neutral in the war. However there was one time when a group of Estorian and Zevian soldiers had been fighting in an area so very near to Anduran Territory. Mistaking two young children for a Zevian or a Estorian, the soldiers each took one without the other knowing, thinking they had somehow escaped from their homeland.

The disappearance of those children had been the death of their parents.

Their parents were both Andurans.

Pearl, was a young beautiful woman with long black hair and crystal clear eyes, cerulean and celestial-like. She had met a young man by the name of Mark who had short-cropped dark brown hair and ash-gray eyes, very handsome and very tall. The two fell in love and married, Pearl later giving birth to a healthy baby boy who they named Seto. About five years later another baby entered the world by the name of Mokuba.

When they had mysteriously disappeared, believed to be dead when they could not be found, both parents were overcome with sadness and eventually died of grief for their beloved children. To this day the Anduran people are still neutral in the war but things are going to reshape themselves.

Seto and Mokuba are very much alive.

The two are brothers and have long since forgotten about each other due to certain circumstances.

But that is all about to change...