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Chapter 2
All was quiet in the new Defenders Dojo, deep in the now flourishing Altamor Province. The sun was just rising when the son of Rion and Kara began to stir from his sleep.
16 year old Kian let out a startled yelp as he rolled off the side of his bed. He lay for a moment, tangled in his covers on the floor before pushing himself up. Swaying slightly, he made his way through the room he shared with Aden and Merik and entered the washroom. Within moments he was fully dressed in a long sleeved white shirt and green cargo pants.
He caught site of his face in the mirror and paused to look at his reflection, something he tried to avoid doing every morning. He had his mother's green eyes and, like his father, short silver hair held up with a green hairband. Unlike his father, he had a length of hair hanging over the left side of his face. Covering his left eye from view.
Taking a breath, Kian pulled his hair back, out of his face and looked at the 'Ethos' shaped scar covering his blind left eye. Well, at least, his family thought it was blind. Sure, most of the time he couldn't see a thing through his eye, but there were a few times when he thought he could see ghostly shapes passing by his left side. Infact, he saw one now.
Kian spun around, letting his hair fall down infront of his face again. He was alone in the room.
"Kian! Are you done yet?"
He opened the door to see a tired looking Merik standing outside. Merik was the son of Seth and Finn. He had inherited his father's looks, the dark blue hair, muscular build and empty pit of a stomache. However, he had his mother's face markings above and below his eyes.
Kian stepped out and Meirk glared at him, "What took you so long Kee? Did you catch site of your reflection again?"
Kian laughed nervously, "Well you know. I can't help that I'm so attractive."
Merik smilled and went into the washroom, carrying his dark blue uniform under his arm.
Kian looked over at the last occupant in the room, Erik and Koni's son Aden. Aden was without a doubt, his father's son. Same hair, same bulky build, same love of all things mechanical. The only difference was his mother's brown eyes and dark skin.
Kian grabbed Aden's clothes from the dresser and threw them on his face, "Time to get up Tech. Your going to be late for breakfast."
Aden mumbled something in his mother's native language and rolled over, throwing his clothes to the floor.
"Suit yourself," Kian stated, leave his room and heading down the hall. He had just reached the end of the boys wing when he saw a red clad figure heading straight for him in his left eye. The figure stopped directly infront of him and reached a clawed hand for his face, Kian flinched and fell bbackwards as the claw made contact with his face.
"Kian? Are you alright?"
Kian looked up to see Adam standing beside him, holding out a hand. He took the offered hand and stood up, "Ya. I'm fine sir. Just..."
Adam nodded, "Another image? What happened? They've never made you flinch before."
"That's because they've never been able to touch me before." Kian stated, Adam was the only adult he had dicided to tell about his left eye's visions. Not even his parents knew, and Adam had sworn not to tell them.
Adam nodded and pulled Kian to his feet, "I still say you should tell Professor Alnar about this. He knows more about this sigil magic stuff than I do."
Kian smirked, "Are you admitting that you don't know everything?"
Adam shook his head and smiled, "I walked right into that one didn't I? Well come on kid. Let's get some breakfast."