Sweey: So here is the first chapter. I hope you enjoy this one. I was listening to Images of War and Lost and Forgotten by Audiomachine. It really went well while I wrote this. if you're interested to listening to it, here are the links:

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~Chapter 1 Alone Together~

Edge shot away, eyes widened, chills sliding up and down his back, and cold sweat trickling down his brow. His nerves were shaken beyond recovery and his breath came in ragged gasps.

Edge's eyes darted around as he realized that his nightmares still deemed true. After all these years things hadn't changed. He was still an orphan in Latin City on the Twin Planet of Ivo, the planet Elibis.

No one here wanted him… he was an Ivoian after all. No matter how closely related he was to the Elibans, no one wanted the quiescent child. Even those who held much sympathy for him did not want to own him.

Hastily, Edge buried his face in the feather filled pillow and shifted to one side on the sawdust stuffed mattress and began to sob fiercely.

"Edge?" a small, gentle voice whispered.

Edge's eyes were swollen with tears as he looked up to his friend. "Hello Venia…" he greeted wearily.

"You okay?" she asked, though she already knew the answer. She slipped beside him on his bed.

Edge nodded, smiling assuring that he was okay as he wiped away the last of his tears. Over the years, the two had grown very close, creating a unbreakable brother/sister bond between the two of them.

Venia frowned already knowing he was bluffing. She had been here as long as Edge had. It was obvious he wasn't okay.

"You're having nightmares again aren't you?"

Edge looked up with little shock that she had guessed right. He knew now that it would be foolish to say no. "Yes… and they've gotten worse. They're so vivid now that it's almost like I'm really there…" his voice trailed off as he thought about it.
Venia was quiet a moment before she spoke again. "Do you want to talk about them?"

Edge shook his head vigorously, "No!" It's enough having to go through them without me having to think about them again!" he jerked his blankets back as the cold sweat returned. "Besides, it's no use, they'll never go away. I've had them since I was young,"

Venia rested a hand on his shoulder and he glanced up at her and they embraced.

Venia broke away slowly. "Do you feel okay going back to sleep? Or do need me to stay?"

He looked at her and realized she must be exhausted. "No… but I'll be fine." He looked up at her smiling as best as he could manage.

"You sure?" she asked.

Edge nodded, "Of course. Night Venia." He said as he slid back into bed.

As the girl made her way back to her own bed across the room she turned and smiled at him. "Good night Edge. Sleep well."

As Edge lay there in his bed he glanced over at his friend and noticed that she was finally asleep. He had been trying to for hours but had failed. He couldn't fall back asleep for fear the nightmares would become true. Without realizing it he fell back into the nightmare filled slumber. He woke up several times in the night longing for the pale gray of the morning light to beam gently through the windows but it was always the hopeless void of black, unmoving shadows that came with a moonless, cloudy sky.

X

Edge sat straight despite the temptation to slouch. It had been yet another sleepless night at the orphanage and he was exhausted from the series of wakeful nights he'd had for the past month. Still, he wondered what his nightmares meant. He knew they had really happened, he just didn't know the names of anyone he saw there. He didn't even remember the name of the armored warrior who had been said to rescue him. He knew for sure though that he was an Ivoian but why he was still alone at the orphanage he did not know.

Everyday at this same time, families or individuals would come and choose a child to adopt. Over the years Edge had learned that he shouldn't get his hopes up. Of all the orphans, he had been there the longest. That is, save fore Venia and a handful of others.

Edge's eyes slid to where another boy sat. He was more muscular and a great deal taller than Edge, but while Edge rarely spoke a word, this boy made up for his absence. The other boy's eyes locked onto his.

"What are you lookin' at Ivoian brat?" The boy was referring to the fact that the Ivoians were very kingly and rich.

"A yappy boy named Benkc…" Edge muttered. A chain of laughter and giggles flowed from the other children. Benkc's eyes glared daggers at them and they instantly stopped.

Benkc looked back at Edge. "You know why no body likes you?"

Edge let his eyes meet Benkc's and the bully found a deadly warning in them as Edge waited for him to continue.

"Because you make stupid remarks and when you're not doing that you say absolutely NOTHING!"

Edge made a gesture of defeat, "Seems I don't have to since you make up for my speechlessness free of charge." Edge retorted calmly. The insult had been skin deep and did not penetrate Edge's emotions but the fact he remained emotionless after such a well thought out insult infuriated Benkc.

"You're and idiot! I bet you're parents faked their deaths cause they hated you so much!"

Edge glared intensely at the other boy. Benkc feared what he saw in his eyes but the bully was too prideful to back down.

"Do not act like you know everything Benkc," Edge began sternly, his eyes the only thing revealing his well masked fury. "For someone might someday actually believe you."

Though the insult was not intended to be funny the other children burst into uncontrollable laughter as Benkc's face reddened in fury.

"You should back down before you dig yourself a deeper hole than you're already in." a well liked boy named Gullen said. He placed a hand on the other boy's shoulder. Benkc merely scowled at his friend but took his advice none the less but he threw one last retort at the emotionless Edge.

"Just you wait Ivoian scum! Next time we get alone you'll wish you would've died with your parents that fateful day!"

Edge mentally rolled his eyes and looked to see if anyone had entered the room yet. To his shock, someone had.

Father Clondor stood beside a tall man whom Edge immediately recognized as an Ivoian. He studied the man closer.

In the man's head was a mysterious, flaming spear that seemed to have a heartbeat of its own. A large leather trench coat was thrown over the man's shoulders covering a weatherworn, maroon shirt. The man's face was forbidding yet welcoming. His gray-white, shoulder-lengthed hair framed his noble mid-aged face. But what intrigued Edge the most was the fresh scar shaped like an N.

Someone had made their mark on this man. Edge could only think of one who could have done such a thing. A person who's name started with the letter N.

"Boys, stop arguing at once! We have a guest!" Father Clondor demanded then gestured to the kingly Ivoian. "This is Sir Thorn."

Edge swore he saw the Ivoian grimace at his own name being said.

"Father, Thorn is fine. We are all Twins." Thorn said.

Father Clondor nodded several times. "Well, which one do you want?"

"I do not know. I will tell you when I have decided." With that, the mysterious Thorn left the room leaving all to stare after in puzzlement.

"Well that was weird…" Venia declared softly.

"My thoughts exactly," Edge murmured from the corner of his mouth but despite his emotionless appearance, he was intrigued by the tall Ivoian named Thorn. Though he wasn't quite sure why.

Sweey: Well there you have it! Be sure and throw me a review! :D Thanks you guys!