Hey guys! You might probably know this story from the fact that it used to be "Enderborn", but I had to fix it up a little and so I decided to delete it. I might post every 1-2 weeks, so read and enjoy! :)

Kyrallei

Prologue

The young boy was running after the red-head, laughing and chasing her around the snow-covered garden. Another little boy with blonde hair was watching them from inside the house.

"Come on Rythian! You can do better than that!" she yelled, giggling as she watched the boy hunch over a patch of uncovered grass, panting.

"Oh come on Zoey! You know I can't run as fast as you!" said the little boy in a slight Swedish accent. He swept back his dark brown hair. Standing upright, he concentrated on the girl standing quite a while away from him. Rythian bit his lip and looked around him, staring past Zoey and into the woods, hoping this would give him the slight anxiousness he was looking for.

Zoey turned around, wondering what Rythian was looking at.

He jumped.

The girl squealed and tried to dodge out of the way, but Rythian's hand was too quick. He grabbed her shoulder and pulled her to the ground, rolling her about in snow. She squirmed out of his grasp and sat up, pulling him into a sitting position on the snow beside her.

"Rythian! Don't scare me like that ever again!" Zoey threw a handful of snow into his face, blinding him just for a second.

"Zoey! Stop that! It's so cold!" He wiped the snow out of his eyes, blinking. The snow had blurred his vision, and the coldness of it made his eyes burn. He quickly rubbed them, forcing the snowing to melt.

"Sorry."

"It's okay."

They both sat beside each other, without a word shared between them. It wasn't an awkward silence; it was the kind of silence that felt right, the pleasant silence.

"So what do you want to play now, Zoey?"

"Do you want to play chase again? Or hide and seek?" Zoey turned to face Rythian, strands of red hair falling in her eyes.

"Let's play hide and seek." Rythian turned to face the window, noticing the blonde boy watching them. The blonde boy quickly ducked out of sight.

"Yeah, sure. I'll be hiding." Rythian ran into the thicket of trees as the red-head faced the wall, counting to fifty.

"Forty-eight…, Forty-nine..., Fifty! Ready or not, here I come!" Zoey turned to the dense forest and froze. Rythian wouldn't go there… Would he? But mum said… Oh, never mind. Zoey ran full speed into the forest, her full intent to find Rythian.

Zoey gazed into the leafy green treetops, wondering how she would ever find her best friend and her way back.

"Rythian!" she called. "Where are you?"

Suddenly there was a noise. She spun round, terrified.

"Rythian, please tell me that's you," she whispered. There was the noise, again. Zoey backed away slowly, in the direction she thought was home.

"Rythian!" she shouted again, in the hopes of finding him.

She heard the noise again, and, frightened, she turned to run – too late.

She saw black. Blinking and stepping back, she saw the monster.

It was shaking – from rage, from fear, she didn't know – and its teeth, they were terrifying. Yet the eyes mesmerised her; the beautiful, swirling purple spheres. She backed away, staring at it, her breathing quickened and she was about to scream. Zoey tripped over a tree root, sending her crashing to the ground.

Whimpering, she faced the monster, watching its purple orbs. They flashed white and it started to scream. Covering her ears, she screamed.

The monster disappeared and reappeared… in the same place? No, there was a figure…

"Rythian!" Zoey gasped.

Rythian was clawing at the monster, blood pouring from his right cheek. He screeched and tried attacking it with his fists. The awful screeching noise started again and Zoey was forced to keep her hands over her ears.

She felt the tears flow down her cheeks as Rythian was continually battered and hit by the monster, and she couldn't do anything to help. She needed courage.

Shaking, she stood up. Screaming, she charged straight into the monster. Pulling out the trusty pen she always kept in her pocket, she stabbed it straight in the stomach.

A second later, and it was gone. Zoey collapsed by Rythian on the snow-covered ground, tears trailing down her cold, pale face. She hugged him tight, pulling him into her arms. She saw a glinting blue light on the ground by her feet buried under the masses of snow. Reaching over, she dug her fingers into the snow and groped for the mysterious light.

It was a green-blue orb, beautifully sparkling in the sunlight. There were flecks of gold in it, turning into a pure gold colour mixed in to the green and blue. Zoey cradled it close to her chest, the weight of it pressing down on her arms. She crawled back to Rythian, laying his head on her lap. Blood spilled freely from the cut on his face, staining his hair and clothes. It got onto Zoey's white coat and ran over her fingers, but she didn't care about it right now. All she cared about was that he was going to be okay.