Author's notes:
I don't own Akatsuki no Yona. If I did, Yona and Hak would already be married and Yoon and the dragons warriors would be childminders for their children.
Please have mercy on my poor traduction skills please, I'm French and trying my hand at English writing.
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Chapter 1 : The boat on the river
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For as long as he could remember, he has always kept his vow.
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His first memories were blurry, fading between dreams and reality. But sometimes, when he closed his eyes and let the waves wash over his mind, he could picture the small details.
At first, there was the smell of ashes filling his lungs. Then, he could almost feel the fire against his skin, licking at the tents and leaving an orange taint even behind closed eyelids. Sounds of movements everywhere around him made it difficult to hear anything else, but he somehow knew that there were swords clashing against swords, and people screaming in agony in the dead of the night.
And then… nothing. It was like someone had made the whole world mute. The silence became almost deafening. But he could see her. Only her. She was filling all his vision. And he instinctly knew who she was. Her azure eyes -so much like his own- captivated him, drew him away from the tragedy around them. Her lips were moving, murmuring sweet words to reassure him, but he could'nt remember what she said. And even when the tears were sliding down her face, still bleeding with tiny cuts, she smiled only for him.
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The memory of that night always faded into another one, but he would never know how much time had passed in between. However, he could see that her smile had grown tired, the cuts on her face were still bleeding, and her eyes had lost a bit of their light. She was securing a blanket around him, her hands faltering around his shoulders, because they were fugitives and she needed to get him out of danger and -oh, there were enemies coming close- and so little time left now to spend together… A sound of metal against the wooden crates and her head snapped to look up. She had that panicked look on her face, all of her body begging for it to be a dream. But it was a nightmare, and she didn't have any time left. They were coming to the docks.
She looked at him one last time, smiled through teared eyes, and kissed his forehead.
' You have to be strong, Sweetheart. I love you. Remember to never, ever say who you really are, nor where you come from. Survive, and may you find happiness. '
Steps coming closer, and she looked up again. Then, a last glance to where he was hidden.
' I'll always love you, Soron. I hope you'll forgive me for leaving you all alone.'
He felt the boat being pushed down the river when the lights came onto the docks. More hurried steps and screams, some must have belonged to her.
Silence again. He was only three at the time, but he remembered the promise.
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This was the last time he lived in his home in the south mountains of the Kai Empire.
This was the last time he saw his mother.
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AN: So, first chapter's all done. If you've read the summary, you know that this story will be dealing with Hak's character before the whole AnY timeline. His past, his encounters with each of the characters, as I imagine it.
I plan to write about all encounters before the AnY timeline, but after that, I'd like to continue with Hak's past and how it could influence the story thus far.
So careful about spoilers ! And please bear with me for the 'that took you soooo long' updates ! Artist's block are NOT forgiving...