Blossom was raised in a small town in the land of Townsville. Trevor's father read aloud. Her favorite pastimes were riding her horse and tormenting the young inventor's apprentice that worked
there. His name was Dexter, but she never called him that— Isn't that a wonderful beginning?
--Nothing gave Blossom as much pleasure as ordering Dexter around.
"Smart Boy, return these books back to the library by sundown, I know how much you go there." Blossom said as she walked up to the small table in the back of the invention shop. Dexter just
looked up from building a small robotic bird and said as plain as day "As you wish."
'As you wish', was all he ever said.
"Smart boy, my pocket watch has stopped running, fix it for me." Blossom said to Dexter as he was drawing plans for a new idea "Please" she added after he stared at her for a moment, but soon
he smirked and said, "As you wish."
That day, she was amazed to discover that when he was saying, "As you wish" what he meant was, "I love you." And even more amazing was the day Blossom realized that she truly loved him
back.
"Smart boy," Blossom said as Dexter was getting ready to leave from delivering a package to the flower shop in which she worked, Dexter turned around immediately "Uh—um—fetch me that ink
pot." Blossom said, even though the ink pot was only just out of arms reach of where she was standing, she needed to find some way to make Dexter stay a little longer. The genius smirked and
walked up to the fair damsel, picking up the inkpot and handing it to her, genially whispering, "As you wish." Blossom smiled her brilliant smile, knowing that their love was truly true. And with
that, the next time she saw the brilliant man, she embraced him and—
"Hold it. Hold it." Trevor said, interrupting his father "What is this? Are you trying to trick me? Where's the action?! Is this a kissing book?"
"Wait," The man reading the story replied to the boy, "Just wait"
"Well when's it get good?"
"Hold your horses, let me read."
Dexter had no money for marriage, so he packed his few belongings and a couple successful inventions, and went to seek his fortune across the sea. It was a very emotional time for Blossom
(Trevor: I don't believe this!)
"I fear I'll never see you again." Blossom said, she held her love at the limits of the town.
"Of course you will," Dexter said trying to reassure his love that he would be back
"But what if something happens?" Blossom asked still not convinced. The seas were a dangerous place for even the greatest fighters. And while Dexter had a mind that could challenge any
resonance master, he wasn't exactly strong. Blossom had to admit he was pretty swift from having to dodge small explosions and flying gears from malfunctioning inventions, but he had never
been out of the town before, never in a fight before, he could mentally take care of himself, but he didn't have the physical standards to back it up.
"Hear this now, I will always come back for you."
"But how can you be sure?"
"Because this is true love, you think this happens everyday?" Dexter said as he loosened his hug with Blossom to look her in the eyes. And with one finally passionate kiss, Dexter left down the
road to the wonders ahead.
Dexter didn't reach his destination; the Dreaded Pirate Number 1 who never left prisoners alive attacked the ship he was on. When Blossom got the news that Dexter was murdered, (Trevor:
Murdered by pirates is good) she went to her room, and shut the door. For days she neither slept nor ate.
"I shall never love again." Blossom said as she sat on her bed, slowly staring at the fire burning in the furnace.
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Five years later, the main square of Townsville was filled as never before, to hear the announcement of the great Prince Brick's bride-to-be."
"My people!" The prince yelled down to the mod of people standing below the castle balcony in which he was standing "One month from now, our country shall have its 500th anniversary. On that
sundown, I shall marry a lady who was once a commoner like yourselves, but perhaps, you will not find her common anymore. Now would you like to meet her?"
The crowd responded with positive shouts of wonder about who on earth this lady could be.
"My people!" Brick started again "Princess Blossom!"
All heads turned to the opening that lead from the castle to the town square. A set of trumpets were blown in a fanfare for the lady that walked down the velvet carpet towards the crowd. Blossom
was dressed in a beautiful white gown, a crown rested lightly on her fiery hair. She was living every girl's dream, but still her face looked despondent, woeful. Slowly the villagers around her began
to kneel around the soon to be queen.
Blossom's emptiness consumed her. For though the law of the land gave Brick the right to choose his bride, she did not love him.
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Despite Brick's reassurance that she would grow to love him, the only joy she found was in her daily ride.
"A word my lady?" said the shortest of three men standing at this side of the road. He was very short; his wrinkled squinted eyes were hidden behind large glasses. Next to him was a taller man,
blond hair; he looked the same age as Blossom, maybe a little older. And lastly stood a giant man, he was strangely purple and inhumanly muscular. "We are but poor lost circus performers. Is
there a village near by?"
"There is nothing near by, not for miles."
"Then there shall be no one to hear you scream." Said the short man again. A wave of fear shook through Blossom, as the largest of the three men moved closer to her. She tried to begin to
scream, but by the time she opened her throat, the purple man's hand grabbed the back of her neck, knocking her out instantly.