Chapter 1

"So what's wrong?"

Ryan looked up at the young boy through his mask. The boy sat in a corner of a cell, dressed in a torn brown shirt and old jeans. He wasn't very old... probably only six or seven. And his eyes were sad and lonely all the time, even around his friend. Maybe that was why they were both so close... they both had lonely eyes.

"Will you please tell me?" The boy asked again, waiting patiently for the reply. The older man sighed, unable to keep silent after that request.

"He... I don't think he loves me anymore."

"Why do you say that?"

"It's this other friend of mine... Ken. Once the two of them met, they have been hanging out more with each other than with me. And then a week ago... they..." He fell silent, looking at the stone floor.

One week earlier...

"I'm going to go to bed bros..." Ryan yawned, getting up from the couch. Ken and Felix still sat, moving their characters around the screen.

"Alright." Felix glanced at him with a smile. "Sweet dreams Cry."

"See ya!" Ken's eyes didn't leave the screen, but he still smiled a bit as the masked youth walked out.

Ryan walked into the bathroom, shutting the door tightly behind him. But before he could move a single inch he heard his friend's voices from the other room.

"Wanna do something else now?"

"Like what?"

There was silence for a moment, and then he heard them laugh. Silently, he opened the

door and peeked out. There, on the couch, his two friends embraced each other. Ken leaned in to kiss the other's lips gently, and Felix didn't fight back or try to stop him. Instead, the swede closed his eyes and kissed back.

Closing the door again, Ryan stared into space for a moment, unable to process what he had just seen. Felix... he... he kissed... no... A tear ran down his cheek, moistening the edge of the Cry mask he wore. He pulled it off, staring into the mirror at his pale blue eyes. How many times had Felix stared into them like this with his own, stunningly gorgeous eyes? And now his friend was out there with someone else... Someone that should have been him! Always had been him!

Tears stung his cheeks as he once more began to cry. It had been a week since he had witnessed this betrayal, and it still hurt just as bad. He had pretended he hadn't seen anything, continuing to enjoy his month long vacation at Felix' house. It had only just started, it wouldn't be right to leave so quickly. But every time he saw the two of them smile at each other he got both angry and sad. Many times in the past week he had left the room to go cry somewhere in private. But neither of them had even noticed. Or cared.

He felt the boy's arms wrap around him, breaking him out of his depression. Looking up he saw the boy was smiling sympathetically. "It's okay. I'm still your friend, right?"

"True." Ryan smiled gently and stood up. "I should get home... Thanks, Mayo."

"You're welcome! See ya soon!"

He had heard every word.

"So... he's just like my brother. Felix hurt them both. That bastard..." The man grit his teeth, his hand tightening over his sword. "He has to hurt everyone that loves him, doesn't he?"

A voice spoke into the man's head, echoing eerily. "Bring him to me. He will be a wonderful addition to my armies. He's able to get up close to the enemy, and he will break our enemy's heart like he broke everyone elses."

The man nodded. "Yes, my lord."