There is a world in the distant part of the galaxy, far away from the Sun, called Sapphire. It has a mystical source of energy that provides it with all the elemental needs of a world: the ocean – water, the land – earth, air for breathing, fire for heat, lightning and electricity for energy, light instead of the Sun, but also…darkness. This source of energy is the world's moon, the Twilight Moon, which became corrupted by an evil that very few dared to face. Ever since the Twilight Moon got corrupted, Sapphire's natural riches slowly began to drain away. Water began to dry out, land began to crumble, air was slowly fading away, heat began to disappear, energy was slowly being destroyed, light began to fade out, but darkness was expanding. Inhabitants of Sapphire tried to confront the evil at the Twilight Moon, but none of them returned alive. No one knows what evil they're facing at all, and all they can do is live quietly with it. But, there is someone with enough power to get rid of the evil, along with five more legendary warriors, who is yet to uncover the power inside of him…
This is a story of a young boy and a young girl who are about to face the most difficult task in history, and embark on a long journey to free…the Twilight Moon…
Episode One
"Paths of Light"
Chapter 1
"Memories"
On Sapphire, in a smaller house near the ocean, lived a young boy, Trey, along with his mother. He had lost his father 3 years earlier, when he was 12 years old, and when the Twilight Moon got turned over to the darkside. His father had been a famous, and one of the greatest scientists ever, who was investigating the Twilight Moon's mystical attributes as to how it gives Sapphire all its natural riches, in a research facility. But then something went wrong. The giant white crystal-clear orb that was acting as the central processor of the Twilight Moon's computer turned black, and everything connected to it, including the orb, exploded. Everyone who was working on that project was affected, and didn't survive.
Ever since that incident, Trey's mother got seriously ill from the strong shock she suffered after finding out her husband had died in such a sudden and tragic way. It was an illness unable to cure. Trey, along with his best friend from childhood, Max, who lived in a house next door with his grandpa, had been taking care of her since then.
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Trey was sitting at the beach of the Lassa oceanside, his hands embracing his legs, thinking deeply about his father and remembering all the happy moments he had spent with him, tears glittering in his eyes. He looked at the Twilight Moon that was slowly fading out with its radiating light to end the day.
"Don't worry, dad, I'll watch mom out for you… I won't let anything happen to her… I promise." he thought.
Max came out of his house, walking towards the family well a couple of feet in front of him, carrying a big empty bucket in his hand. He noticed Trey by the shore, and a small, kind smile formed on his face, his eyebrows in a saddened state, as he started walking towards him. He sat next to him in the same position Trey was in, leaving the bucket he was carrying by his side.
"Hey… What's the matter? Is it…about your dad again?" he asked.
Trey looked at Max a bit surprised, then turned his head back to gaze at the Moon, now with a sad face again as he started talking.
"Yeah… I just remembered him again right now. It's already been 3 years, but…I still keep thinking about him every once in a while… I…really miss him." he confessed sadly, lowering his head.
Max made a sad face himself, along with a long quiet sigh.
"…I know how hard it is for you… Your dad died when you were 12 years old, and both of my parents died not long after I was born… I don't even remember them… Grandpa tells me a lot about them, and how they both died in a fire, but I'd still really love to remember them… But at least you know what your dad was like…" he tried to comfort Trey somehow.
Trey made a quiet sigh as well.
"Yeah…I know that… I just hope mom'll get better one day… I hate to see her suffer like that… But…what the heck even happened up there…?" he looked at the Moon again, "Why did the Moon suddenly stop functioning then? I wish we knew… If it wasn't for that, none of these stuff would be happening, and dad would still be alive!"
"Hey…let's just stop dwelling on the past, and think of happier things yet to come! Don't worry, it'll be okay! I'm sure your mom'll go through it fine!" said Max confidently, showing a big smile to make Trey at least a little happier.
"Yeah… Yeah. I'm sure it'll be okay. Thanks, Max." answered Trey as he looked back at Max, showing him a weak smile.
Max stood up and placed his hands on his hips.
"No probs! Now if ya'll excuse me, grandpa asked for some water, so I've gotta go fill the bucket. You know how old people get pretty grumpy fast nowadays, eh?" he laughed.
He bent down to grab the bucket, carrying a smile, as Trey laughed as well.
"Yeah, I should be getting back too. Mom asked me to get some seashells for dinner. …I hate it when she cooks dinner… Something might happen to her again if I'm not there…" he said.
The smile he had a moment ago turned back into a gloomy face, when Max sighed.
"Trey, you worry too much. Nothing's gonna happen to her! If you don't stop talking like that, you may even be right! Relax already." Max attempted to comfort him again.
"You're right… You're right. Sorry." Trey answered, shaking his head.
"Well I'm glad I am." nodded Max hastily a few times, "Now if you'll excuse me, grandpa's waitin'!" he said as he slowly started walking backwards to his house.
Trey stood up, showing a weak smile.
"Yeah… See ya later then."
"See ya, Trey. Lighten up, buddy!" Max answered, winking.
He showed a strong, sweet grin to Trey while he was running to his house, the grin slightly wide and his eyes closed. Trey showed a kind smile, but it turned back into another sad face.
"Max's right… I am too serious about this… I just don't wanna lose mom too, like I lost dad… I really should cheer up. Mom's definitely noticing it too, so I really should change… But…still…" his gloomy thoughts kept confusing him.
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Trey walked inside his house a couple of minutes later, carrying a bucket full of seashells, and entered the kitchen, leaving it at the table. His mother was cooking fish for dinner, humming herself a song with a smile on her face. She turned around towards Trey.
"Oh, Trey, where were you? You went out an hour ago! You didn't have to get so many seashells for dinner, who's gonna eat all of them?" she asked, showing Trey a sweet smile, her eyes closed and the smile slightly wide.
"Sorry, mom… I just got into a long talk with Max." Trey told her, a tone of slight sadness in his answer.
"Really? …He's such a nice boy, both of you have been taking care of me for so long… I still don't know how to thank you…" said Sally, Trey's mother.
"Oh stop it mom," Trey raised his voice, "you know there's no way we'd just let you suffer alone! There's definitely no need for you to be thanking us. But…do you really have to cook dinner today? You weren't feeling very well yesterday, so…why don't you just rest and let me cook…ummm…something easier than fish and seashells for dinner. Like just simple eggs or something like that, huh…?" Trey slightly grinned sheepishly, "After all, I'm no cook y'know…" he mumbled, then smiled sarcastically.
"Oh Trey, stop it. I'm feeling fine. I've been fine this whole year, just…a couple of mishaps. It's about time I did something for you instead, cook you your favorite dinner! My special Sea Cuisine recipe with fried Lassa fish and stuffed seashells! Come on, don't worry, I'll be fine!" she smiled sweetly again.
Trey showed her a kind smile back, yet full of sadness and small tears in his eyes. He sighed.
"Okay mom, you win. Just…be careful not to faint…out of exhaustion again, alright…?" he advised her.
Sally frowned a little, unnoticed by Trey.
"Don't worry, Trey. Now, would you mind handing me those seashells?" she asked him.
"Okay." said Trey with a slightly happier smile, "I hope I'm doing the right thing by letting her do things like this… What if something happens to her again, like it did a year ago…?" his thoughts asked him.
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The night came unexpectedly quickly, as Sapphire's moon gained its true radiating light-blue color, and Trey had just been finishing his dinner, while Sally washed the dishes. Trey finished eating his meal and took the plate to wash it. He walked up to the kitchen sink and stood next to Sally.
"Let me do the dishes, mom. You should go rest." he advised his mother.
Sally shook her head.
"It's okay, I can do it myself." she said confidently, yet kindly.
Trey frowned.
"…Okay, I know you told me that you're feeling better and all," he raised his voice a bit, "but please don't be overacting now! I don't want you to have another accident like the one you had a year ago! Please…let me do the dishes… You go rest." he kindly advised her.
Sally sighed as she put the plate she was washing back in the kitchen sink.
"Trey…I know you're doing your best to help me fully recover, but I'm feeling better by the day, and if I'm just gonna lay in bed every day, not doing anything, waiting for a miraculous recovery, I'll get sicker like that more than I'm sick right now! I can't let you do everything around here, you know… You'd get exhausted from all this work! And there is no way I'm gonna let that happen. I'd rather die of this sickness than watch you get sick yourself! Now please…don't worry anymore, and just let me help you around here, Trey… Trust me, it'll be okay…"
Trey frowned even more and exhaled slightly through his nose.
"Are you sure…? I just… I just don't wanna lose you too like I lost dad…!" he lowered his head quickly, feeling a sudden wave of sadness washing over him, and he squeezed his teeth together, water forming up around his eyes.
Sally gasped in surprise, widening her eyes, as she saw what Trey was feeling and couldn't take it.
"…I…" she started talking, but felt like Trey's sorrow was too much for her.
Her legs started shaking a little, and she started falling slowly out of painful sorrow and overtaking wooziness, when Trey noticed her leaning back and rushed forward, catching her. He widened his eyes in surprise.
"Are you okay, mom? What's wrong?" he shouted in confusion.
Sally blinked slowly, leaving her eyes opened just a little, and smiled slightly.
"It's…nothing. Nothing at all." she answered him, slowly regaining her full consciousness.
She got up from Trey's hands and, still feeling a bit dizzy, held the nearest table chair, leaning on it and trembling slightly. Trey noticed all of her actions and frowned again.
"That's it, I've had it. Go rest, I'll finish the dishes and everything else." he told her angrily.
Sally slowly shook her head, forcing herself not to tremble, as she leaned away from the chair she was holding and sighed lengthily.
"No…I will. I'll be fine. It's just that…" she closed her eyes and lowered her head, a serious face, then turned around to face Trey, "Whenever I think of you and…your father," Trey's face showed a sad surprise as Sally talked, "I…remember what happened then. That horrible accident… I just…can't get it out of my mind… I…want to forget it, but…I just can't…"
Trey frowned harder, and Sally got frozen in thoughts for a short moment, but recovered quickly.
"…But it's okay, Trey. There's no need to worry, I'll be okay. Now go rest, I'll rest too after I finish around here." she assured Trey, as her fake smile came back.
Trey narrowed his eyes a little, and made a long hum.
"Well…okay then, if you say so…" he lied, but couldn't help it, as he wanted to believe it was the right way even though he wasn't sure of it, "Just…be careful, okay?" he asked Sally, wanting to make sure she truly agreed, his pure kindness showing again.
Sally made a weak smile.
"Don't worry. Just go." she told him.
Trey closed his eyes, frowned hardly again, and turned his head sideways, then went hastily outside the kitchen and up the stairs to his room. Sally sat on the table chair, closed her eyes and frowned as well, a tear sliding down her cheek.
"Why, Chris…? Why did you have to… Ohhh…" her deep thoughts saddened her.
She then gazed out the window at the Moon, frowning again.
Trey lay into his bed and turned towards the window, looking at the Moon, frowning, then he closed his eyes to sleep.
