So, chapter 1, not to exciting of a start I suposse, but isn't that how most things begin?
Chapter 1
Younger warrior, Eddy, sighed, putting his chin in his palm, gray eyes clouded with boredom. The dark haired boy sighed as he sat on the cold stone floor next to his sister and his poor bed, just a few blankets. His sister, Vitani's eyes reflected the same boredom, blood red hair tossed over her shoulder.
Friends and other family members stood around, like normal, sharing the same thoughts. A man with short messy brown hair had his hands in the pockets of his shorts, looking more optimized than anyone. This was Charlie, Vitani and Eddy's uncle. The other two stood like normal. The girl, their cousin, Mitsuki, dressed in dark colors like Vitani had her black and red hair cropped above her shoulders. The other was another man, Andrew, with light brown hair that was neat, and bright blue eyes, dressed more professional.
Charlie finally broke the chilly silence and spoke, in a manner of trying to act more cheery, even if what came out his mouth wasn't cheery at all. "Well, uh, isn't there a meeting today?"
"Another one?" Eddy and Vitani said in unison.
"I wonder what Ares could want now?" Andrew wondered out loud.
"Sooner or later he's gonna want a throne and butlers," Mitsuki coolly replied.
Eddy shook his head. "Everyone's already his servants," he added.
Vitani's gaze flickered to her brother. "Where's Cara?"
"With mom and grandma."
Care was their younger sister, they're half sister.. Twelve, and already a warrior, as opposed to Vitani being eighteen and Eddy seventeen.
"She should be a kit, not a warrior." Vitani commented.
"Good luck changing that," Mitsuki replied.
Andrew ignored Mitsuki. "It is unfair. Her being sent to the kit's place would be nice, but it's not as simple as that. You need at least someone like Ryan to speak with Ares, knowing him, he won't listen to us."
A flicker of sadness flashed across Andrew's eyes. Ryan wasn't just a friend, in fact his best friend. Ryan was a highly appointed warrior now, and it seems, there wasn't much time for his friends right now. Not to mention being his own self.
"It's different now," Andrew continued. "He's in power. He's the same old Ryan he's just…"
"Brain washed?" Eddy questioned with a challenge in his eyes.
Andrew sighed. "No, no he's not."
Vitani looked up at the senior warrior. "You know, if what you say is true, I can talk to him. We were friends. Maybe he'll listen. Cara can be a kit again."
"You so sure about that?" Eddy asked with a raised brow.
"It's worth a shot," Charlie chimed in. "Maybe it can happen." He took out his hands from his pockets. "For now maybe we should visit Cara and your mother."
"I wonder what they're up to," Eddy inquired. Andrew shrugged and yanked open the built in door. When they walked in the first thing they saw was Vitani and Eddy's mother, Mag, lying on her pathetic bed. She was actually beautiful, with long flowing black hair, bright blue eyes, lush lashes, and a perfect figure. She wore a flowing midnight blue dress, with tight long sleeves. The elegance of the dress matched her features, which were twisted in an expression of sorrow.
Cara was sitting on the floor with her legs crossed, blonde hair neatly cropped neatly above her shoulders. Her blue eyes were drowned in curiosity.
"What's wrong mom?" Eddy questioned, trying to sound cheery with Care close by. "Feeling under the weather?"
Mag looked over to her son and gave a sad smile and shook her head.
"Mom, what is it?"
"Dear, I'm sorry… Grandmother's dead."
Charlie, Andrew, and Mitsuki all glanced over at the pair of siblings at the same time with expressions of concern. Eddy and Vitani only exchanged slight sad glances. "Well, that is upsetting, but, mom, she was sick, it was bound to happen."
Mag just closed her eyes, looked away, and sobbed a bit.
Andrew dipped his head in respect. "My apologies." Mag didn't respond.
Before anyone could say anymore, the door was thrust open by a young man in his mid-twenties with teased up black hair and dark make up covering his brown eyes. "Jetsam," Andrew breathed.
Jetsam only grimaced. "It's time for a meeting." He paid no attention to the weeping woman; he didn't even take a glance.
After giving a reluctant look, Andrew motioned to his group. "If we don't go, I don't know what will happen."
Before leaving, Eddy and Vitani cast a glance back at their mother with sympathy, then walked out the room to the dreaded meeting.
