Another random fan fiction anyone? I know I should really stop making more, but I love this pairing and there's just not enough of it, so here we go. Also sticking with my general theme of writing, this is a darker story.


Characters like Yubel, Jesse (and dark Jesse) as well as others get to pop up a lot. Also, Jaden's name is Haou though eventually he obviously changes it to Jaden to keep himself hidden. There's a reason for that, which will be explained as I go along.


Also something to notice. I changed my writing style here a little to be a little more like Jaden/Haou's thought process. Then again, there is a huge three year gap between the event that drives the story, and the start of the story itself.


So here's a story of Jim x Jaden. I couldn't help myself with this one. This is going to be the last new Fan fiction I start in a long while until others get finished.


Chapter One: Nowhere


Jaden shuddered a little, pulling the jacket closer around him. Pain coursed through his right arm, only increasing his discomfort. He had to admit, even though it had been about three years, it was nearly impossible for him to live a normal human life. He hadn't been born human of course, something else entirely. He belonged to an ancient race of people said to be born from the darkness itself, though he obviously appeared to be male.

His kind had no real name, and they were rare. They had been first born in a time when life had yet to touch the world, known as the first living creatures on earth. They were born with powers of darkness, a gentle darkness that the entire world had spawned from. Thus they were known only as the Children of the Gentle Darkness.

Jaden however was more than just that. His powers, since his birth, had been much stronger than they probably should have been. Though they lived only as long as humans, his race was greatly love. This darkness of theirs wasn't evil, but good. In this Gentle Darkness the world had grown as it had been. It had protected the balance for many millions of years against the Light of Destruction, which was seeking to destroy the world and remake it. Of course, there was evil darkness and good light, but the Gentle Darkness and Light of Destruction had been fighting their ancient war for years.

Jaden's power though had gotten the young and inexperienced creature named the King of the Gentle Darkness, which was a heavy burden for the then thirteen year old creature. Before all of this, he had really only had two friends. One was Jesse, a creature known as a Demon Caller, and Yubel who was the demon that often took control of Jesse's body to allow him to use her powers.

The two of them had been his pillar of strength during his short reign. He had certainly tried his best to be a good ruler, and with the help of his two friends he had grown wiser. It seemed that his people loved him, but he couldn't exactly be sure. He hardly had any experience to gauge this against. However there was one thing that he knew with certainty.

This world could be unbearably cruel, as could the people in it.

Jaden couldn't really remember what had happened, but he had lost control of his powers. What he remembered after was that Jesse and Yubel were attacking him. They were terrified of him and angry. In fact, everyone had seemed terrified of him, and everyone had been running away from him. Jaden had no idea what had happened honestly. It had never happened before, but even he could see the damage he had done.

Everyone had run away from him, which had pretty much emptied the castle. The battle between the two sides had been locked away for thousands of years behind walls, and the two kingdoms had been fighting a never ending battle for that whole time. The outside world (as he had quickly found out) had nearly completely forgotten about it. However with Jaden alone and distressed, he hadn't noticed the approach of the second kingdom.

The rulers of both kingdoms had been absent for many years, and the line had gone on broken for a long time. However with Jaden's birth, that had been broken. The Light of Destruction on the other hand had a queen, a cruel woman named Siria. While the castle had been abandoned she had attacked him, placing the seal on his right arm which still hurt him badly. The seal had kept him from using his powers completely, making him as helpless as a human. Then she had destroyed the castle with him inside of it.

By some unknown luck, Jaden had managed to escape and flee. However with his powers sealed and the castle destroyed, the seal that had kept their war hidden within the two kingdoms from the outside world had been broken. Jaden had been running for his left for the last three years. He was sixteen now, and he had learned a great deal about things. And the war had followed after him into the outside world, causing panic.

Jaden knew that it was Siria had managed to make him lose control of his powers. He wasn't strong enough to face the older creature, and the Gentle Darkness had still been rather dormant inside of him. With this seal, he couldn't even tell if it was still there at all. It was her fault he had hurt people, but he couldn't help but blame himself. Why couldn't he have stopped her? Why had he hurt all those people? And why wasn't he strong enough to keep the war in check as it was meant to be?

Even he knew that the Gentle Darkness had sealed away the war within those walls so that the people of the outside world would no longer be suffering. Well now they were suffering again, and there wasn't anything he could do about it. He was supposed to protect them, and he had only betrayed their trust as well. He was a coward, and he hated it, but he didn't know what else to do.

Jaden wasn't even his real name, but he couldn't bring himself to use the name Haou anymore. He had hurt so many people and been unable to protect them even after. He didn't doubt that they hated them, and sometimes he couldn't help but wish he was dead. It would probably be better for all of them after all. Who needed a useless King? Even with his powers, he was completely useless.

This wound too probably should have killed him, only it hadn't. His oddly good luck had held, and he wished it hadn't. He didn't want to ever have the chance of meeting the others again. He didn't want to have to see what they thought of him.

He stumbled in the darkness even though he could see perfectly well in the night time. His arm gave a violent throb, making him tumble to the ground onto his injured side. He just quietly whimpered and laid there a minute, feeling utterly spent. He had been running for three years, but he hadn't really been running with any goal in mind. What was he supposed to do after all? He just closed his eyes and let out a defeated sigh. He didn't have much more energy, seeing how the wound had been hurting him far more than before. Maybe he'd just lie here and not get up.

Unfortunately, Jaden's good luck continued to hold.

He opened his eyes and looked up, seeing a human boy no older than him approaching him. The boy was tall, and he was certainly very handsome. He had tan skin that hinted at a life he had once lived in a sunnier place. His hair was black and spiked a little to the sides, and his left eye was a dark blue-green color, and the other was covered in bandages. He was wearing jeans, brown boots, a white shirt with a brown vest over it and a brown hat.

Beside the stranger was a crocodile, and from what he could tell it was a female. She was a pretty creature, and had far better eyesight in the darkness than the boy did. She froze as she caught sight of his unmoving form on the ground. She was a bright green color, and her underbelly was white. Her eyes were mostly yellow, and they were glued to him.

The human child she seemed to be following around looked very nervous and had a flashlight in his hand, casting it to and fro in the darkness. He hadn't seen Jaden yet, and the boy couldn't help but hope that he didn't. However the crocodile came forward suddenly and went right up to him, looking down at his face. Jaden just blinked a little in surprise.

"Who's there?" the boy asked. "Wait, Shirley where did you go?"

The boy began casting his flashlight around him again to look for his strange companion. Shirley, the crocodile however, nosed his injured arm gently with her snout. Instantly as she touched the wound his arm hurt badly again. He yelped, making the surprised boy turn his flashlight in the direction of the sound. What he saw made him pause.

He looked human, but this boy knew by now that this didn't exactly mean anything. He was small, just slightly shorter than the average height for their age. He had curled up in a ball and was clutching at his right arm. He had short brown hair that was spiked a little at the back and had two longer strands hanging over his shoulders. The top of his hair was a lighter, almost burnt orange color than the darker bottom point. His eyes, when they opened for a second, were brown as well. He was oddly pale as well, as if he hadn't seen sunlight in years. He was wearing a black shirt, jeans, black shoes and a red jacket over his shirt.

After everything that had happened in these last three years, this boy knew far better than to trust appearances alone. He'd left home in a rather bad way, and he hadn't seen his friends in all of that time. He hadn't survived this long by trusting everyone he'd come across. One of the few creatures he actually trusted was the crocodile named Shirley, which was the only reason he hadn't taken off running as quickly as he could.

Shirley again nudged Jaden's arm with her nose gently, giving him a comforting growl. She probably didn't have any idea what kind of creature she was looking at, however she knew that she liked Jaden. He wasn't a bad person, of that she was sure, though she might not have known how she knew. She continued to make the most comforting sound that she could, which finally prompted her strange ally to come see why it was she had taken such an interest in the boy.

He knelt down beside Jaden, who nearly instantly recoiled from him and tried to get up. He pretty much failed because the surprised teen just grabbed him before he could. Jaden shuddered again as he bumped his injured arm.

"Whoa calm down mate," the boy said in a thick accent. Then he seemed to pause and added: "I'm not going to hurt you, all right?"

Jaden didn't respond, far too confused to try to. Who was this person? What did they want? Either way he didn't have much strength left. Shirley again nudged Jaden's injured arm, making the boy look down towards it. He shifted his hold on Jaden so that he couldn't try to run away again, but he could still look at his arm. Jaden's head was now against the boy's chest as the stranger used one arm to secure Jaden's shoulders so he couldn't bolt. Jaden paused as he heard the boy's strong heartbeat so close to his head. He'd never heard a sound like that before.

Now that Jaden was relatively more still the boy used his other hand to pull the jacket away from the boy's arm. The shirt was a short sleeved one, and the boy wasn't dressed appropriately for how cold it would be getting quickly. Then again, neither was he, so he couldn't really judge that much. Shirley watched carefully as well as he slowly pulled the cloth away from the boy's arm, making him wince and yelp again. With one more tug he pulled it far enough away from his shoulder to get a look at the wound.

Shirley hissed at the sight of it, and the boy froze as well as he stared at it with wide eyes. They'd both seen many wounds like this one. It looked like a dark scar that spiraled all the way around the boy's arm, from his shoulder down to his wrist. They'd never seen one this big, not on a person who was still alive at least, and so they both couldn't help but be surprised at it. It was the same wound that were caused by those who used the power of the Light of Destruction, painful and deadly.

The boy glanced down at Jaden with wide eyes. He knew now that this person was certainly NOT human. No human could have survived a wound like that. He'd also come across several other kinds of creatures who had similar wounds and had been very quick to attack out of fear of others. This boy on the other hand had been so afraid he'd tried to run away from him, a human! The stranger bit his lip a little as he thought.

Jaden shuddered, both because of the cold and because of the pain. Shirley let out another growl and laid her chin on Jaden's knee, looking up at him as if sadly. Jaden then paused as he realized how silent the human boy was being. He didn't dare glance up at him. Every human he'd come across so far had panicked when they had seen the wound on his arm and realized he wasn't human. They had assumed he'd been with their enemies, sent to infiltrate them. Jaden didn't hate them for it, in fact he'd never hated anyone. He understood why, but it still hurt.

"You're not human," the boy said quietly. "are you?"

"I-I'm sorry," Jaden said, unable to keep himself from sounding terrified. "I-I need to go. Please let me go!"

The boy froze in utter surprise at the tone the boy used, at the fact that he looked away. He could feel the boy shivering in the cold, or maybe it was fear? He had no idea which one it was. He glanced down again at his friend Shirley, who still had her head on the boy's knee and was watching him carefully. He'd never seen her not try and bite someone (though she'd never bitten him) after he'd saved her nearly three years ago when he'd gotten separated from his friends and far from home. If she could trust the boy, then why couldn't he?

"Hey," he said gently. "I already said I'm not going to hurt you. You're hurt enough as it is. Listen, I don't know who you are, but I don't really think it's that important. If Shirley trusts you, then I do too."

Jaden turned to look over his shoulder at the boy, his eyes going wide. He was utterly surprised. No one had been so trusting of him in well...three years. He wasn't even sure what he was supposed to do. He met the boy's one uncovered eye though, which softened a little at him as the boy gave him as comforting a smile as he could manage. Jaden couldn't help but stare at him warily, disbelievingly. What if this was a trap.

"I know what you're thinking," the boy said, as if reading his mind. "but I'm not with the Army of Light. I'm actually just trying to get home."

"Why would you help me?" Jaden couldn't help but ask.

"Because you sound as lost and hurt as I am."

Jaden couldn't help but pause at this response. What did this boy mean by that? However before he could figure out what he thought about it, the boy turned his back to him and pulled him up onto his back. Jaden yelped and threw his arms around the boy's shoulders so he wouldn't fall nearly on instinct. This put his head over the boy's shoulder. Jaden paused as the boy stood and adjusted his hold on him. He was a lot stronger than he looked. He could feel the muscle his thin body hid under his clothing even now.

"Easy mate," the boy said. "Its better this way. You don't look like you're going to make it far by yourself. Just be quiet all right? I don't want to be found out here like this. You'll just get hurt more."

"O-Okay," Jaden said quietly.

The teen turned then and began making his way silently through the darkness, flipping off his flashlight and giving it to Shirley, who held it gently in her mouth. Jaden was silent as the boy made his way through the long grass carefully and slowly. He understood why he'd turned off his flashlight though. If there were any malicious creatures nearby they'd be attracted by the light. But that brought up yet another question to Jaden's mind: why had the boy come out in the first place when he had heard him stumbling around?

Jaden considered asking him. He was fluent in this language after all. His kind had an ability to quickly learn a language just from hearing it spoken, and after hearing it for three years he had grown really good at doing so. It was the same way, seeing how he had no parents, that he had learned to speak the language of the Kingdom of Darkness.

Now he knew the language of the outside world as well. He hadn't spoken that language in a long time, and it was yet another reason why he didn't want to be associated with his real name. Yubel had been the one to give him that name, a name that meant in their language "deliverance". He had certainly not been that.

However Jaden's mind was brought back to the present as the boy tripped on something and quietly cursed a little as he nearly dropped Jaden. The recovery made the boy shudder again, but he managed to stifle his yelp. He certainly didn't want to get the other boy in trouble, not now that he didn't have any of his powers to help protect him if he got hurt.

"Sorry mate," the boy said guiltily. "I can't really see."

"It's all right," Jaden said quietly, looking up again. There was something he could do now at least. "Take two steps to your right. There's a rock in front of you."

The boy paused, then did as Jaden had said. He passed the rock without incident and started walking again slowly. It was a lot of trust to put into a person he'd just met, but he didn't think he had anything to worry about him. Shirley had just trusted him unconditionally then and even touched him of her own free will.

Encouraged a little by this Jaden quietly began to guide the boy through the area until they left the labyrinth of rocks behind them. At that point, the clouds parted to let the moonlight come through, and the boy could see much better now in the light of the full moon. He turned and made the rest of the way through the field until he reached a small cave. Inside he sat Jaden down carefully and struggled a little to roll a bolder in front of the mouth of the cave. He then piled rocks up around the entrance as well until it looked caved in and abandoned.

He fumbled around in the darkness a bit until he found his flashlight in Shirley's mouth and then then lit a small lamp. With the light now filling the small cave he flipped the flashlight off and turned to Jaden. Jaden on the other hand was looking around. He appeared to have everything he needed in a rather large backpack. He was obviously really good at surviving out here as well, as evident by the measures he had taken to assure their safety tonight. Which again brought up the question: why would such a careful person let a stranger in with them?

"Thanks for that mate," the boy said gently, seeing how jumpy his strange new companion was. "It really helped a lot. The name's Jim Cook by the way. Mind if I know yours?"

Jaden turned to look at Jim, unsure if he should answer. How could he just trust Jim like this? How could Jim just trust him like this? Jaden jumped a little as he felt Shirley curl up behind his back. He looked down and noticed that she looked quite content with him being there and looked ready to doze back off and go to sleep.

"I can see you're still unsure," Jim said gently. "It's alright. I know it might sound kind of crazy, but I trust anyone Shirley does. She was being hurt by cruel people, and I saved her. She's been my friend ever since in this crazy world, and she's helped me a lot. You see, I left my home in a rather bad way...I parted terribly with my friends. I haven't seen them in over three years, and I can only hope they're all okay. But she's kept me going. So since she likes you, I know you can't be bad." Jaden turned to look at him with sad eyes, making Jim pause.

"You parted badly with your friends?" he couldn't help but ask.

"I did," Jim replied, sitting down in front of Jaden. "And I can see the same happened with you. Do you miss them?" Jaden looked away quietly.

"Yes," he said. "But I know they hate me. They have every right to! I failed so many people when they were counting on me...I'm useless and I can't even use my powers. I don't know why you wanted to help me. I'd rather just die."

"Don't you DARE say that," Jim snapped, making Jaden jump and look up. He was surprised by the sheer emotions he saw in the boy's eyes. "Not ever. Don't you understand? Your friends, your family, they're all in pain. They don't know if you're okay or not. I understand, I really do, but you can't give up. They need to see you okay, go it?" Jaden looked away, looking about ready to burst into tears at any moment.

"But all of this," he said quietly. "It's my fault. How could anyone ever forgive me for it?"

Jim blinked as he looked down at the boy. He looked so tiny, so innocent. He was so oddly beautiful, and he didn't think he could stand it if the boy started crying. Jim glanced down at Shirley, who seemed to be glaring at him accusingly. He didn't think she'd forgive him if he made the boy cry now. Besides, the poor thing was already hurt. Jim sighed.

"Hey look," he said quietly. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said it like that, but it IS the truth. I know that there's a lot you feel like you can blame yourself for, but you don't have to, okay? Let's try again. Would you tell me your name?" Jaden paused and looked up at the boy, then back down.

"Jaden," he replied.

"Nice to meet you Jaden," Jim said with a small smile. He knew that most creatures didn't use last names, and it was basically just a human thing. "Well I honestly don't know what to do to help that wound of yours, so unfortunately you're just going to have to bear it a while longer. It is kind of dangerous though...what if the thing that attacked you is still around? How long have you had it?" Jaden looked away even farther.

"Three years," he replied quietly, a little confused as to why he felt like he could simply trust this boy. Jim deadpanned.

"THREE years?" he gasped. "You've had that painful wound for that long?" Jaden nodded, and Jim frowned sadly. "It must be terrible."

"I can deal with it for a while longer," the boy said quietly.

Jim silently looked at the boy for a long minute, watching him. He did know a few tricks (from helping others with the wounds) on how to make it hurt less. And he knew who he could go to that might be able to help the wound heal, though as drastic of a one, and as long as Jaden had walked around with it, it might take a long time to heal. Still though, he wanted to help the boy. Jaden and he had both had a very similar experience, even if they were different creatures, and the boy was far too cute for Jiim to just ignore.

Jim stood and walked over to his backpack, pulling out the large blanket. Then he returned to Jaden and sat down beside him. Shirley, realizing what he was doing, obligingly uncurled her body to allow him room. Jaden was confused and watched Jim as he sat beside him. Then to Jaden's obvious surprise he grabbed him and laid him down, making him blush furiously and yelp quietly.

Jim laid down next to him, laying his head on Shirley's back and then reaching over and turning Jaden's back so that it was now against his chest. Jaden was absolutely surprised and confused and for the second time tried to bolt away from Jim, but Jim held on and quietly shushed him. The tall human boy wrapped his arms around Jaden and just pulled him close, throwing the blanket over the two of them. Shirley curled up again around both boys.

"I know it's awkward," Jim said quietly. "but its the only thing I know to do to help it. Warmth helps the wound not hurt as much, and we can't exactly light a fire in here. You can just sleep here tonight. It'll help it not hurt as much."

"O-Okay," Jaden mumbled.

Jaden hadn't felt the warmth of another living creature in a long time, and he'd certainly never been held like this before. He continued to blush as Jim just held him. Jim didn't seem to notice thankfully, because Jaden was pretty sure he was a right red. However again Jaden became fascinated with the sound of the boy's beating heart, calm and never wavering. And Jim was right when he said that warmth helped the ache to go away. It didn't help much, but it was enough of a difference that Jaden, as exhausted as he was, began to doze off. It was warm in the cave and even warmer in Jim's arms. And before he'd realized it, he'd already fallen asleep.

Jim paused and looked down as he noticed Jaden relax. He wasn't surprised to see him asleep already. He wasn't even sure what type of creature Jaden was, but he was concerned that he'd had this wound for so long. Not only that, he couldn't use his powers. He wasn't entirely sure why he'd been targeted this way, or what he thought was his fault. But he suddenly felt an odd need to protect the tiny boy. He was so cute after all.

Before long Jim had fallen asleep as well, and Shirley glanced down at the two still boys. She hadn't really liked anyone other than Jim, who'd nearly died trying to help her. Maybe it was because Jaden carried a sadness that was a lot like Jim's own, that she had decided to trust him. Whatever the reason was though, she did like the boy, and it seemed that Jim did too. There was no way she was letting anything hurt either one of these boys, and she had the powerful fangs to guard them.


So what did you guys think? Chapter one was mostly a chapter explaining a lot of things from the past before the story actually starts. We'll see more of Jim and Jaden, and yes, eventually Jim will make it home to some very familiar faces.


I hope you liked that first little taste of JimxJaden in this story. And don't forget to leave a review below if you'd like to. I do enjoy reading them. This will be the last new story I'll be starting in a while until others get finished.