Fear...that all he felt when he found himself freed from his forced rest. Vivid images of a young man , blade in hand, slowly walking toward him. Unable to run, unable to say a word as his golden skin was stripped from him as his cries fell upon deaf ears even as he cried out to the gods for help. No one came, not the gods , not even his own father. Instead he began to die slowly and painfully only to be healed when Apollo took pity and placed him into the eternal prison from there he healed but even still, his soul is nothing more the a broken nightmare of memories. He curls in upon himself feeling the warmth of the hay of witch he landed on. His locks of long golden ringlets cascading over him in attempt to hold what little confort he could get. A soft voice of a worried child is faintly heard through the pounding beat of his heart in his ears. He feels the hay shift and soon after a small warm hand brushes the hair from his face as a little boy and a girl look down at him with innocent eyes. The girl smiles gently with a worried gaze " we heard you crying, are you hurt?" She spoke in the most soothing tone like falling rain on an open pastier. He shakes his head ever so slightly" not physically i dont think and i wasn't crying, it was merely the hay irritating my eyes" he sits up fully when he notices the boys hands moving and the girl laughs and smiles" my brother says that you should not be ashamed of your tears for it is alright to feel sad" looking into there eyes with his fiery orbs glaring he states in a voice at strong as the fire " I do not cry!" The boy frowns but smiles and signs once more only this time the girls eyes widen with shock and amazement before smiling " my brother says that h saw you in his dream and that in it you possessed wings,but he wonders if you would stay with use sense our elder brother is the only one taking care of us and the farm-" " and what of your mother and father?" aries blurted out the girl sighed with sad innocent eyes " mother left when we were only two and father passed away last month" he sighs and looks at the small children contemplating ' i could leave them and there other brother alone, but they did come to help me thinking i was hurt and they said their brother could use my help around here...' he sighs and looks down at himself only having a white silk cloth pooled around his waist he quickly knots it around his waist before attempting to move feeling the usual soreness around his wrist ankles and neck he ignores it and gets out of the hay before turning and helping the two children down " what are your names?" he looks to the little girl and she jesters to the boy " this is my brother Phrixus and my name is Helle mother named us after some greek twins or something of the like, mother liked greek mythology." he flinches remembering who exactly those names belonged to and asked in a slightly tense voice " and what about your eldest brother?" smiling she beamed " his name is chrysomallus but everyone calls him chryus" aries looks up at the sky with morbis amusement ' what are the odds of ending up with people baring those names?' the girl, Helle, tapped his leg and when he looks at her she asked " what's your name?" he giving a sly smirk he answers " i am Aries." the girl tilts her head in curiosity " like the god of war?" shaking his head he wave his hand as though revealing the stars the boy smiles and signs excitedly as the girl laughs " your named after the stars! that so cool and Phrixus thinks so too,Oh we better hurry before Chyrus get worried!" grabbing his hands they drag him to their house never noticing the three words burned into the very spot he once stood... 'Betrayal to Redemption'