Okay this is my first shot at fanfic so be gentle. All mistakes are mine. I would really love to see reviews, get your opinions on it so far, and if I should continue. It can only get better.
Disclaimer: I do not own glee or any of the characters in the show.
So far only Brittany and Santana, haven't decided if I am gonna bring anyone else in yet.
Once upon a time there lived a girl named Brittany. She was beautiful, with long blond hair, and fair skin. At birth she was cherished for her beauty by her people. As word spread about the beautiful girl, seers, majestics, and prophets traveled to the castle, that was the girls home. See she was a princess, this beautiful girl, and her birth was not an easy one. She was born in the middle of a war, one between good and evil, and on the eve of her birth she lost her father. Without ever knowing him, at the hand of her uncle Elec. In that instant the kingdom that was rightfully hers was split in two. On one end the light kingdom of Dashania, and on the other the dark kingdom of Latim. Although both once all Dashania the princesses uncle took half her kingdom in exchange for sparing their lives. When all hope seemed lost, the widowed Queen held on to a beacon of hope a prophecy that would bring her once whole kingdom of Dashania together again. All hope relied on a small birthmark in the shape of half a heart on the baby princesses neck.
10 Years Later...
"One day Brittany the thrown will be passed to you, and you will be Queen of all Dashania," said Queen Difeldia as she stood in front of a mirror brushing her daughters hair.
"I'm ready mother," Brittany said confidently.
"Not yet my dear, you are only ten, but soon Brittany. Soon everything from the ocean of Sattletoff in the north to the shepard hills of Gollli in the east, the beautiful lakes of Salfars in the south and the meadows of Dalia in the west, will all be yours to rule.
Smiling back at her mother through the mirror. With her head filled with thoughts of what her life will be like when the time came. However, even with all these wonderful thoughts, one thought pained her far more then not having any kingdom to rule. "And what of San?" She asked.
Difeldia sighed, the princesses friendship with the servant girl was doomed to end in heartbreak. Santana came to the house at the age of two, not too long after the princess was born. Her mother was a one of the top cooks for the castle. As hard as the Queen tried, she could not separate the princess and the servant girl. Santana was beautiful, with sun kissed skin and raven hair. However, she was and always would be a servant despite her beauty, and it was unhealthy for someone of such high royalty such as a princess to be mingling with the help. One was heir to the throne, while the other was born into a life of servitude. The Queen hoped the friendship would end itself as they got older, and the princess began to mingle with other children of royal blood. It however did not, but it was something the Queen both hated and admired. Her daughters obsession with the help, poor, and animals of Dashania is what kept her sure that she would one day make a great Queen. Her little girl had her looks, but obtained the best qualities of the late king. Honesty, loyalty, and innocence.
"Rose will be treated in the nicest manner," said the queen said with a smile hoping to ease the little girls worries. "But you must remember my child that Santana will soon join her mother in helping cooking the food and maintaining the eating area. Sooner or later you will have to stop playing with her and mingle with your own kind, like the children of the high courts."
"But why cant I have both? Maybe Santana can join, when they come visit? She can mingle with them too," Brittany said hopeful.
Her mother let out a sigh, placing the brush down and letting her daughter hair fall to her back. "You know that can never happen, everyone will think we have gone mad. You don't want that do you."
Brittany frowned, but knew her mother was only trying to prepare her. " No."
The queen looked down at her sad daughter and bent down to give her a hug from behind. "Do not be sad, you must cherish the time you have now." Pulling her daughter from her embrace, so that she could look in to her sky blue eyes. "Now go, go play with Santana for a little before your dance lesson." She gave the small girl a gently push toward the door.
The small girl got halfway through the door, before turning and running back to her mother. " Mother will tell me the prophecy again? The one given to me at birth."
"Sweetheart you must have heard it a million times."
"So what is one more, to a million," she replied.
Her mother gave in and recited it just as the seer had recited it to her all those years ago.
High above in the night sky,
a blue moon is set to rise.
On the eve of this great night,
two opposites shall unite.
The princess shall sit upon the throne of gold,
next to the one she choose to betroth.
Different is what this marriage will be,
Unlike any Dashania has ever seen.
However soon people will learn to trust the mark,
for it will bring Dashania out of the dark.
Apart the mark is incomplete,
much like the fish and its beloved creek.
Together their birthmarks form a heart,
and once they have found each other, they can never part.
So find the one who bares the mark,
the one of only half a heart.
The princess must however keep in mind,
for true love is utterly blind.
This person is not far, but near,
and they both must look past all fear.
Hope it was terrible for my first try. I know there are a lot of grammar mistakes, thats probably why my professor gives me C+ every week on my essays. Please comment your thoughts. For every review I get you are one step closer to making me very happy. :) *