Hey! This is a story that I wrote myself. So no copyright issues :) but anyway I hope you like it :) please review:) enjoy!

Prologue:

He stood there, looking out the window at his devastated country. They had been at war with each other for over 10 years with no difference in the battle lines. The war was killing everyone and everything that much was plain to see. He puffed his pipe in frustration. A few hours before he had been told that the Oracle had foreseen The Defender. Immediate action had been taken.

The door to his vast office creaked open and a voice said, "General, sir. He is here."

The General turned to see Lieutenant standing, in salute. "Send him in." he rumbled in his deep voice.

Lieutenant nodded, bowed, and turned away. The General waited for the door to shut before he went to unlock the safe. He reached in and felt the smooth leather pouch against his skin. He pulled it out and felt the weight of it inside. It was still there, and intact.

Then, the Lieutenant returned, a scrawny street boy followed him.

"Here he is, sir."

The General looked the boy over. He looked about 10 with skin caked in grime and dirt. His hair was dirty and his eyes were dark green, and filled with fear. He smiled. Everyone feared him, even Lieutenant.

"Your name boy?" he asked.

He got a blank stare in return.

"Your Name?" he asked again, a little bit louder.

"T-T-T-Timothy, sir." He stuttered.

"Timothy."

The boy nodded.

"You see this pouch." He held it up so he could see it better. Timothy nodded in response.

"It contains the Blue Crystal."

Timothy gasped, and stepped back.

"Y-you don't mean-"

"Yes." The General nodded. "The oracle has foreseen the birth of The Defender. You are to take this to Dr. Michael's tonight. But tell no one."

Timothy nodded and took the pouch tentatively from his hand.

"If any harm comes to it, it's on your head." The General warned.

Timothy nodded and ran out of the room, and after he was gone, The General spoke.

"Lieutenant?"

"Yes, sir?"

"I want you to follow him, and when the task is complete…kill him."

"But, sir…"

"Kill him. If he tells anyone, word will get out to the Unitan army, and if that happens we are doomed."

Lieutenant nodded and walked out of the room. He followed Timothy out of the Army Base and into the streets. He followed him until he reached Dr. Michael's house. Lieutenant hid in an alley nearby and watched. Dr. Michael's ushered Timothy and shut the door. Lieutenant crouched in the darkness ready, and waited.

A few minutes later, Timothy emerged. He stepped out into the streets and paused on the side. Lieutenant took aim and fired. The bullet shot across the street and buried deep into Timothy's chest. He fell over, dead. And no one would know until morning. The gun, of course, had had a silencer. Lieutenant said a short farewell prayer and pocketed the gun. He looked both ways and disappeared into the night

Okay, I know it's a little violent at first but it is what is. Sorry timothy. Btu I hope you enjoyed :) please tell me anything I can do to help my writing or any suggestions. Please review thanks :)

~InvaderMay