A new fanfic...Sorry I keep starting/seemingly abandon stories...Well this time I'm going for quality, not chapter length. If it turns out long, huzzah! If not, I still don't care XD Anyway, enjoy! I only own my Red Sentient oc.
Prologue
Kryloterin was just like any Red Sentient. Except for one thing.
His Blue Sentient twin was Sauna. Smart, hopeful Sauna who helped out every chance she could; winning favour among the Blue Sentients, while he avoided the company of other Reds.
He'd grown up with her, damn it. He knew there was more to her than meets the eye. She needed to be watched, and he was the Sentient to do it.
Of course he mentored a young Red, a male by the name of Krytus who was overly aggressive when something didn't go his way. He increasingly tried to take out his frustrations on the older Sentient, only to get slapped around a bit and then receive a verbal warning not to do so again. Kryloterin had no fear that Krytus would resent him; it was normal for Reds to behave this way.
Kryloterin had tried to pretend he had cared about Krytus' twin Sage. But he could only see his own sister in her despite no relations, and occasionally he ended up being quite venomous to the young Blue. Then add Sol barking at him for his treatment of Sage, and it was no wonder why Kryloterin had no real love for Blue Sentients. Much like Krytus, he'd muse to himself sometimes. It was no secret that his attitude towards Blues influenced Krytus' and most certainly didn't help it improve. In fact, sometimes he liked to think that everything would be much better off if there were only Reds. But he dared not voice this opinion to anyone, not even Krytus.
His sister was worse. She was pleasant to everyone, kind and generous. She went out of her way to help others. She was like a saint. She was always planning something, and her brother was always watching to see what that something was.
He couldn't remember exactly when she'd started "sucking up" to Borealis. All he knew was that it made him irritated and uneasy, and Krytus was always the first to notice...When he wasn't off with his friends, that is. Kryloterin had noticed the other four young Reds more and more often, usually interrupting him teaching Krytus something and getting him to run off with them. He tried not to mind too much; they were, after all, young and they just wanted to have fun. Then he'd sit and think and ignore the fact that maybe he wasn't a normal Red like he thought he was and that he was quite odd indeed.
In later years, Kryloterin and Krytus had been talking about destroying the Blues. Krytus swore he would be the hero to the Reds, the Sentient that killed the last Blue. Kryloterin humoured him, promising to be right there next to him when he did so. The promise made Krytus' eyes lit up in excitement, and made him even more determined to kill every last Blue Sentient in the Multiverse. He would destroy them for the Reds. He would destroy them for himself. But more importantly in his mind, maybe he'd destroy them for the older Red he looked up to.
So it upped their spirits when the other Reds began to feel restlessness towards the Blue Sentients as well. It was enough for Kryloterin to fail to notice become a tad more sour towards Reds and the fire in her eyes when she regarded one, especially him. The other Blues seemed not to notice, and Krytus once said laughingly that they wouldn't notice until the end was upon them. The older Red laughed with him, as well as the other four young Red Sentients; he hadn't quite realized just how bad their opinions of Blues actually were and he was glad he was wrong.
Short, but I hope you like it :3 I'll get back to work on the other two now :D