OOC: I don't Own Boktai A.K.A Bokura No Taiyou, but I can assure you, many of the characters scattered about in this Fan-fiction are either mine, or a friends.

Prologue: Before Crisis

"So this is the legendary tree of life…." A series of shadows slid across the ground, through the surrounding forest, toward a giant tree, which towered hundreds of feet above, piercing the clouds in the night sky. Thousands of pink leaves covered every branch of this massive tree, falling into the hands of the wind, the fallen leaves circling the tree until they landed upon the uprooted ground. Giant roots rose from the ground around the tree, moving, digging unto the ground, and setting still in place, not moving again for hours. The main supporters of the Tree though where Three massive roots that dug into the ground at all sides, and split into many smaller roots.

"Perched upon the top of the mighty tree, was a giant rooster, who looked more like an eagle then what he was said to be. He was known as "Vidofnir" for those who knew of his existence. Sitting upon its head, was a hawk, which had three eyes, one upon his forehead, who went by the name of "Vidofnir" and would watch and complain, as a dragon named "Niohoggr" gnawed at the roots. They had forwarded insults to each other, by using the squirrel that spread gossip through out the tree, Ratatosk, and developed a hate for each other, within their own minds."

Neither Vidofnir, nor Niohoggr were present this night, which proved well for the shadow Immortal, as the multiple shadows of his body, slid under the tree, and began to merge into one, slowly rising from the ground and taking the form of a pale skinned, brown haired, blue eyed vampire, who was wearing a long black jacket, over blue armor. He smiled, the moonlight reflecting off his impeccable fangs, and he walked forward, placing one hand upon the nearest supporting root of the tree, he poured darkness from his palm into the tree, only to have it Violently repelled, and have himself thrown backwards by the tree's power. "The work of solar children…it seems…" he muttered, staring at his hand, which had been burned by the dark flames, he had attempted to consume the tree with not even moments before. He looked up at the tree, and cursed under his breath, knowing that he couldn't do this alone.

"We told you, Yggdrasil is the source of life, and a medium through the many worlds scattered throughout this universe. It won't be that easy to take down." The brown haired vampire spun around to the direction of the voice, and was staring down twelve figures.

"..Who are you?" "We are the Aesir and Asynjur. We seek the downfall of this tree as well." The one directly in the center of the twelve stepped forward. A tall man, wearing a long, fur-lined jacket, black pants, and a white shirt, with dark gloves and boots, also having dark eyes, and short, dirty blonde hair. The vampire narrowed his eyes, staring hard at the being that stood before him. "…You are Loki, father of The Midgar serpent, Fenrisulfr, the one said to have slain Odin at Ragnarok and Hel, The Queen of Immortals." Loki nodded, smirking as he placed one hand on his blonde head.

"Guilty as charged." He lowered his arm from his head and let it drop back to his side. He smiled as the vampire walked forward toward him. The Vampire stopped a few feet away from Loki, dropping to one knee and bowing to Loki.

"It is an honor to meet the man…who brought those three Creatures into the world…. you know of their fate, yes?" The Immortal then looked back up at him.

"Of course, Hel and Fenris have been destroyed…. while Jormungandr still sleeps under the city of the sun, San Miguel, but no matter. You wish to destroy this tree as we do, and that allies us with You, Vampire. Tell me your name."

"I am Hymir of the Jotuns. The Twenty-sixth of the Giants of the clan who await the Ragnarok." He replied, lowering his head once again. Loki suddenly became serious, barking out at Hymir.

"On your feet Hymir!" He screamed, causing the Vampire to jump to his feet, and stumble backwards slightly. "You are now one of the Aesir, you shall assist us in finishing what the Other Immortals could not. Do you understand?" Hymir nodded in response, sweating furiously, fearful of Loki's power.

"You shall follow every command I give you. There is no room for failure, or so help me gods, I shall rip you apart myself, if the Children of the sun don't do it first. Now come along, we have much work to do." Loki then turned around, lifting up his left palm, and summoning a red vortex in front of it, entering it, followed by the last of the Aesir, Hymir being the last one in, before the Vortex vanished.

"In the land of the Sun, the thirteen messengers of darkness call out to Yggdrasil, consuming it in darkness, driving the world into never-ending chaos..."