The Plea of the Count , Two happy weapons?
In a village not far from the mansion of Count Alexander of Yorkshire a brother and sister look for a job to help their family out of depth. The Brother is thin with a muscular build, his snow White hair cascades onto his shoulders his icy blue eyes cut though the glare of the light that reflects off his glasses, his skin is fair, he is dressed in a black button up shirt that remains untucked, he wears raggedy blue jeans that look as if they have been worn for years. His name is Dallen Ridge and he is a weapon. His sister Evelin she has Long white titanium colored hair, Big sea-green eyes, Peachy pale skin, and aThin curvy body, she wares constrained clothing but nothing to revealing, Mostly black and white clothing all bundled up in layers but a flattering fitting . Lately the two have been looking for a job to help their family, but have had no success, Dallen always worried about his sister has tried to keep her out of the more dangerous jobs. Evelin was extremely sick at a young age , her parents were off at work at the time leaving Dallen to take care of his twin, it has always hit hard when she would get sick and that would always scare Dallen and make him work harder. Dallen was always trying to be stronger for his sister's sake, he tries to keep her happy. This week was the oddest week that Dallen and Evelin have ever seen though out the years , people disappearing in the middle of the night and more visits from Count Alexander and the recent claering of the nearby forests. Today would be the oddest day of the week the day the count would hire two bodyguards to protect him from "intruders" that would make an attempt on his life.
" People of Repose I ask for your help!" Count Alexander announced to the people of the small town. The Count was a tall man who like to show off his riches by wearing the finest clothing that money could buy, his face is something strange to behold, his chin sharp and well defined, his smile is twisted into a smirk, his eyes are blood red and spine chilling.
"I ask for your strongest villagers to help keep me safe form assassins who wish to take my life." As the words left his mouth the congregated villagers look at the house of Amliea and Richard Ridge. Their children were the strongest in the village, no contest.
-Meanwhile in the forest-
The light of the mid summer sun breaks though the thin canapé of leaves, Dallen sits in the shade of the oldest tree in the heart of the forest.
"Dale!", Evelin called to her twin. Being called 'Dale' had always gotten on Dallen's nerves, since they were little but he never said anything.
"Yes Evelin?", He called back
"Look up!" She shouted. Dallen looked up to see his sister hanging upside down in the tree. Dallen smiled
"Don't hurt your self up there!" Dallen said knowing his sister is careful enough not to fall down. He looked forward across the small lake next to the old tree he smiled and remembered the time he and Evelin would swim. He put his head phones in and started to read his new book, the book had made him bored after a little while. It wasn't long until he fell a sleep with the book covering his face, and that is when the villages came searching, that is when their lives where turned upside down.