Part I: The Feud

Chapter 2

Blue Boy

A long, long way back…a little boy lived in a normally peaceful community of magical people, where he decided to go out for a walk…alone. He felt a bit nervous…for two reasons. In first place, this was something he'd never done before; he would always have an adult with him. In second place, he looked rather different from everyone he knew. He had some similarities: large, bright eyes, pointed ears with stripes, and dressed in long robes. But this child was anything but the same as the others: for some odd reason, he was born with bright blue skin and an abnormally large nose. He never really minded this though, and was still a perfect child to his parents.

Little did he know that this would all change that day.

At one point, he grew rather curious and wandered into an unfamiliar part of the village. Here, many people seemed to just stare at him, some of which looked horrified. This made him a bit more nervous, but he kept going onward. Soon enough, he found a small, rocky pit with a group of children chatting amongst each other. Very curious, the boy slowly approached them. It was the first time he saw other children. But before he could even wonder what they were doing, one child looked up at him and whispered something to the others. Then they all seemed to glare up at him, making him feel a bit intimidated.

One rough-looking boy dressed in green robes floated out of the gathering and pointed at him. "Just who do you think you are?" he growled.

The blue-skinned boy tried not to look too nervous. "I-I'm sorry…I d-didn't mean t-to d-disturb y-you all…" he stuttered, unable to control the tone of his voice. "I-I'll just leave if you w-want m-me to…"

"Leave?" replied the boy in green robes, who the blue-skinned boy assumed to be the leader of the group. "You should consider leaving the planet, parasite!" the other children laughed wildly.

"Look at his giant nose!" cackled another child.

"He must've pasted it on his face!" taunted another one.

He then realized that these children were older than him and did not welcome him, as well as how different he was from them; they all had deep brown skin, while his skin was blue! And his large nose…none of these children had anything like that. He wanted to make a run for it, crying on the inside…yet he refused to show this on the outside.

"Cut it out, all of you!" he shouted. A silence then fell among the group. "Look, if you don't want me to be here, then fine, I'll just go home!"

"Go home?" smirked the leader. "We think not; you clearly don't know us, alien parasite. In this club, our goal is to eradicate any non-Galaxy Wizards from our colony. And for a giant-nosed, blue-skinned parasite like you…" he grabbed a large stone from the ground, "you're a shame to our race!"

Now was when he began to trail away. But then, he felt something pelt him in the shoulder and knock him to the ground. It was the group's leader throwing that stone at him with full strength. "Don't let him get away!" the leader ordered the rest of the children.

Now the boy began to panic. He rushed to get up, feeling more rocks hit him, especially in the back of the head. One struck directly behind his left ear, which felt very sharp and made him scream. Yet he managed to get back up and make a run for it before any of the children could catch him, tears in his eyes. He made a direct run home, not caring if anyone saw him.


"Pheonyx, are you sure that was a good idea to let him go alone?"

"He'll be fine, Tyama. He'd never wander too far."

"But you know him! He's always curious about everything; he could get distracted easily! He might even run into the Galaxy Mages!"

"He would never wander that far, darling. And besides, he has other Galaxy Wizards to aid him. Who could possibly-"

"MAMA! PAPA!"

The boy's parents snapped out of their argument to see their young son with a face covered in tears, one of the last things they wanted to see.

"Hyness!" both parents exclaimed.

Their son, Hyness, ran into their arms as quick as he could, eyes like waterfalls.

"Son…" began his mama, "what happened to you?"

"The Galaxy Mages didn't do this to you, did they?" his papa wondered aloud in slight anger.

"No, Papa, it was other wizards!" Hyness wailed. "They threw rocks at me!"

His papa looked to his wife. "Tyama, do you mind heating a bit of milk for our little prince? I'll stay here and comfort him."

She nodded before heading out of the room.

Hyness' papa took his son to a nice, quiet place to sit and let Hyness tell him what happened. Perhaps it would help his son calm down a bit. He and his wife decided to name their son Hyness because, to them, he would always be their little prince, and there was no finer boy they could call their own.

"Hyness, son…" his papa began, "please tell me, what exactly happened out there?"

Hyness sniffed, and then told his father everything about the other children. His father was especially not happy with hearing him say that they called him a parasite and a "shame to their race."

"When I tried to run away from them and get help, they started throwing rocks at me!" Hyness whimpered. He then buried his face into his papa's cloak and broke down into a sobbing mess.

Right then did his papa see just how bad this was; cuts and scratches were all over his head and ears, and dirt on the back of his cloak. But what really upset his papa was a huge open cut behind his son's left ear, as if it was hit with a sharp object. It was bleeding more than the rest of his wounds combined.

"Why those children…" his papa grumbled, "I'll curse every one of them if they do anything like that again!"

"Now, now, Pheonyx…" Hyness' mother walked in, "Don't get too angry; we'll figure something out later."

Hyness took his face out of his papa's cloak and gazed up at his mama. She was holding a bottle of milk in one hand and a damp rag in the other. "Here, Hyness." she offered him the bottle. "Have a bit of milk to calm yourself."

Without questioning, Hyness took the milk bottle and drank it quietly and slowly to savor every drop. As he drank it, his parents cleaned the cuts and scrapes on his head. This felt rather uncomfortable for Hyness, specifically with the bad cut on his ear, but he didn't fuss. When his milk bottle was empty, his papa took it from him and he crawled into his mama's lap and curled up on it.

"Don't let those children bother you, son." said his papa. "You're the best son we could ever have."

"You're perfect in every way possible." added his mama.

Hyness heard his parent's kind words. He could feel the warm milk in his tummy. He felt safe there in his mama's arms, and quickly grew a bit drowsy. His parents continued to admire him until he drifted off into a peaceful sleep.


Over the next few days, despite what his parents had told him, Hyness was far too afraid to go outside, even with his parents. The last thing he wanted was to run into those children again; who knew what they would do to him? He didn't even want to think about that. The closest he would get to the outdoors was peering out the windows of his home. He greatly feared that he could never go outside again without fainting at the sight of those children. But luckily, his parents came up with an idea. The whole family made up a game to search the house of any scrap fabric they could find, and Hyness' mama made him a long hood out of them to cover his face. Although that face was very precious to his parents, they knew that this was what he really wanted.

At first sight, Hyness liked the idea, but felt a bit unsure about it. But when he tried it on, requiring a bit of help in the process, he thought he looked wonderful; the white cloth and gold trimmings matched his robes perfectly, so it barely looked like a clear disguise. Along with that, it made his face look much darker with only his golden eyes visible. In a mirror, he could almost mistake it for someone else.

Perfect! Hyness thought. I'm sure that no one will notice me now.

And that was what he thought for many years to come.


A/N: so, at this point in the story, I tried to make Hyness…let's say a 5-year old boy, and as cute as possible. That being said, he doesn't have the weird chameleon eyes like he does in the game. Man, those eyes gave me a heart attack…I think I might be traumatized.