Chapter 1: The Man Who Dared to Love.
Anyone who tells you love is happy, is lying. Anyone who says love is beautiful, is much more suited
to explain it's definition. To understand, we must take a look at the true meaning of beauty, for
just as the fresh snow covering of Christmas day is beautiful, so a mother's tears for a lost son
can also be classified under the word. Now, keeping that in mind, we can study love. Come to think of it,
it would probably be very boring if I just analyzed it blankly to you, so how about I tell you
a different way. There's a story, you see, it has a bit of everything, which is perfect, because love
is the same way.
This story starts with a man, a man in a world of giants, a man just trying to live. Lyle was his name, Lyle
Dylandy, his true name that is, but he gave it up for Lockon Stratos. He was tall, with shoulders broad, and a soft smile,
when he smiled that is, which wasn't often. Why? you may ask, Well, where life handed lemons to most people, to Lockon, life squirted
the juice in his eyes, then stuffed the peels down his throat, which was pretty much what everyone else did to him as well.
You see, Lockon was easy to get along with, once you got past his hate for immortals, the fact he raised a fifteen year old son on his own,
his constant break downs and screw ups, and finally his love for true love. Now this doesn't seem so bad at first, does it?
Well just think for a minute the condition of the world he lived in. Desire ruled the hearts of everyone, and when true love
looks down on desire, it seems to looked down on the entire community, and to some, that's a bit insulting.
Oh yes! I forgot to give this story it's first conflict! So I told you Lockon believed in love,
but I forgot to mention he also is in love with someone.
She went by the name Thara, daughter of two kings given immense power. One, Cale, ruled the angelic immortals, the other, Dimitri,
ruled the demonic immortals. "She's the moon, the stars, the morning sun, with sweet blue eyes, I've just begun. Yellow hair,
and a heart of gold." Or so I've been told. Lockon's descriptions of her are nice yes, but allow me to elaborate.
She is much like a caged nightingale, never allowed to speak of the war against Cale and Dimitri. She longs
to be like the humans, free, but what is freedom? To be free, at first we explain it as happiness, but then we grow up.
Freedom is the ability to act without restraint. Freedom can let captives run, but it can also free a bird into the cat's mouth.
Freedom is happy, yes, but only for a moment.
Enough of what I think though, let's begin the scene. Thara was in the kitchen, as I remember, helping Allen, Lockon's adopted son,
learn how to bake a cake. Lockon was on the couch in the next room, listening to the distant giggles and laughter, they were distant
not simply distant because they came from the next room, but mostly it was the fact they were far from his lips. What did he have to laugh about?
Thara had been taken two days ago, and who went to rescue her? Klaus, the man Thara says she truly loves. How could Lockon rescue her though?
The place she was kept, only Immortals could enter, and that was the main difference between Lockon and Klaus. Klaus served
dimitri, and Lockon? Well, Lockon was nothing more than a mortal, serving Love. In Lockon's mind, Thara's love went something like this;
Klaus,
Cale and Dimitri,
Allen and Emma(Her daughter),
Everyone else in existence,
Timcanpy and blue(The pets),
Other animals,
Single celled organisms,
Dirt,
Darkness,
Then a long line of dots,
And last, and least, Lockon.
As days went by, he realized more and more, she probably loved Allen a lot more than she would ever love him.