Summery (in full): It's strange…how one change in history can change the future so very drastically…how would the entire world change…if the boy would grow to be a heartless Turk…had a brother? Someone who would rely on him like no other had before? Moreover, that brother has a destiny upon his shoulders. The destiny of a man who would pierce through the Hearts of the most reserved, and spin the once set in stone path off track. Here's their story, Part One of the Clone Series.

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Thank you Absentminded Dreamer1310…who is now Princess Schatje Dreamer actually…-
(Went and changed on me…),
-my lovely beloved Beta/Muse Evy for grounding my…eh…madness, with this concept when I first came up with it.

Wasn't expecting just where I was going, did'cha?

Mwahahha!!

Here's the Prologue, which usually I don't add it…thinkin' 'bout it. Bu~t, thought this up, and it adds soo much depth…ish.

Mwehehehe

Momo just lo~ves confusing people. She does.

*grins*

Symbols:

~(*)~ Change of Scenery and/or POV

~*~???~*~ Month/Year of Scene

~Prologue~

~*~In a Place where Time is meaningless~*~

"It is time, My Child."

Resting in a place that seemed an endless horizon of grey and fog with no land upon to stand hovered a single woman, eyes locked on a circular dome of water like substance, one green glowing hand only inches from the liquid's surface. She was featureless, a perpetual figure of shrouded beauty with floating hair all about her body, green cloth bellowing about the woman where she effortlessly hung, surrounded in Darkness and fog.

"I cannot allow this world to continue as it has been."

Her voice, neither young nor old, easily drifted though the Nothingless around her unmoving self, measureless in strength. The very touch of her voice made the sphere locked in her sight seem to shudder, the liquid sprung with ripples across its surface.

She watched, sad, but unable to do anything as a great ball of pain and flaming destruction suddenly appeared, smashing into the sphere she watched, the ripples glowing green, darker than her own glow but nearly as powerful, trying in vain to destroy the new taint.

"As I once told her, if the souls she so wished for, if they ever grew outside the boundaries of what she can control…I will intervene."

Turning slightly she waved her hand to reveal another sphere of liquid, this one different in the patterns of ripples across it's face as she waved her hand before the liquid, and then touched it gently, a small sphere emerging to flout inches above her palm, clear as a diamond, glittering as it reflected her inner light.

Is my time of rest once again over, My Lady?

The voice was sexless, seemingly hanging in the air as bright symbols started to float around the orb, making it flash blue, purple, before ending in a dark nearly black green, its surface shot with glowing silver.

"It is. And now I have a new task for you once again, My Martyr."

A soul deep sigh echoed from the sphere as it seemed to shift, in the very palm of her hand the small speck of light became a human fetus, motionless and still.

My goddess…May I…ask but one request?

The woman seemed to let our a faint smile as she gently moved her arm twisting her wrist so she could press the fetus against the first sphere of liquid, the ripples growing outward to accept the new soul.

"Anything you desire."

I just…want one person, one soul whom, despite anything I must do to complete the goal you have given me on this day, will stay by my side, through everything.

The woman blinked before smiling gently, pulling a single strand of hair out of her hair to wrap it around the babe's tiny fist, the hair seemingly taking a life of it's own as it seemed to wrap itself around the babe's abdomen. Still smiling she finished pressing the soul into the sphere, watching the glowing green liquid suck the soul in.

"You only must ask, and I would shower you with whatever you desire, my son."

…Despite Momo's record of starting stuff, then getting sidetracked with other fics…She really really wants finish this one. She's been sitting on if for months now, unable to work on anything else…this Plunny is vicious!

…that and Evy…Princess Schatje Dreamer told her to basically just spit it out already.

But anyways, this is going to be a double post, Prologue and then Chapter One; The Boys.

OH~! Have ya'll read the fic she wrote for me? Fruit Salad! By Princess Schatje Dreamer GO CHECK IT OUT NOW! MOMO COMMANDS YOU!