Gah! I need to keep writing. I'm curious how this is going to happen myself ^^
Disclaimer: I own nothing. At all. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to write this. I would be playing it…
Yuan walked around Asgard with nothing in particular on his mind. He should have been at home, creating new technologies for the war effort. That was his job, but he really couldn't think of anything that hadn't already been invented. Curse this elven blood! Without it he wouldn't be required to help with magical engineering.
He sighed, and turned around at the edge of town. He needed to check to see if he had gotten any mail (unlikely) and go home. His thoughts began to travel around, wondering how long he had before the King sent people to figure out what was taking him so long to build a model of his latest invention. When he told him he couldn't think of anything… He shuddered at the thought of what could happen. No one cared about half-elves. They were sent to the front lines in battle, no one cared if they were treated like trash or like slaves. That is, no one but the half-elves themselves. But they didn't have any type of public voice.
This needs to change. Yuan thought, something has to change this soon.
There was little hope of that happening. Who would speak for those that couldn't speak for themselves? No one wanted them, because there was always the half that didn't fit.
Yuan brushed his bangs out of his eyes and went to the mailbox. The half-elves were responsible for taking care of their own postal needs, so they didn't get much mail. Inside was a single letter. It didn't have a stamp, or a return address. That meant it was something that was of great importance, and could possibly put the sender in danger.
Yuan opened it immediately.
It said one simple word. Run. There were no other directions, no reason why. It did have a map inside of the envelope, though. There was Asgard, and an arrow pointed towards the forest with the elven word for help written along the arrow.
Yuan ran inside and grabbed a small bag he could hide under his cloak. Inside, he placed enough food for one day, and one rope. He also put his dagger into the secret compartment in his boot.
And just like that, he left the only home he had ever known.
Life is much more suspense full for Yuan, I must say. Anyhow, please review. There may be another update today, I'm not sure.