Sword: CH.00 – Prologue

“Sieg, we’ll be home late tomorrow morning, so make sure to not to open the door for anyone. There’s food in the refrigerator, and make sure to brush your teeth.”

“And Sieg. . . We’re sorry we had to cancel the trip to that amusement park today. . . Something very important came up. But I promise that you, me, and your father will go this weekend, okay? It’ll just be the three of us, all day.

But they never came home the next day. In fact, they never returned at all. The “meeting” that Sieg’s parents attended was ambushed by enemy terrorists, and the amount of blood shed was disastrous. Sieg officially became an orphan that next day. Food eventually ran out in the house, and Sieg had to desert his home, roaming the streets, begging for food from the busy people. He would return to his house every night, losing liberal amounts of hope each time he went to bed.

Eventually, there was nothing left to hope for. Sieg never knew where his parents left, as he was too young at the time to truly understand the concepts of “death” and “war”. He always assumed that his parents had left him, that he wasn’t good enough, that he was a mistake.

He knew nothing about being loved. . .

The alarm clock buzzed, bringing the blaring noises to Sieg’s ears. Sieg slammed the alarm clock with his fist, and groaning while getting up, he let out a loud yawn. He opened his eyes, and blinked a few times to clear his vision. He then remembered who he was. Sieg Vega. Suddenly not caring any more, he dragged himself on the bed, and shuffled his way into the bathroom.

Flicking the lights on, he let himself lean against the sink. Looking at the mirror, he saw a young man, with jagged hair almost reaching his eyes. He starred into his own souless dark eyes, which had once been full of hope and personality. He had just shaven, so his face was rather clean. He had a tan, and the hollow cheeks that accompanied his face gave him a handsome manly appearance.

Letting the cold icy water wake his senses, he then retreated back to his bedroom to dress. He took off his tanktop, exposing the cuts and gashes that were on his body. They were spread out through his upper chest, and lower abdomen. He was very fit, and had muscles in his arms from carrying around his two Breakers and sword, and abs from lack of food and intense excercises everyday. He put on another shirt as the front door was knocked.

“Hey, Sieg! It’s Anne. Open the door!”

Sieg sighed. He forced himself through to his door. He opened it, to find himself a girl, younger than him. She was very pretty, with hair that reached down to her shoulders. She had what you would call the “sexy” eyes. The clip that she had on her head matched the red top she had on. Overall, she had an amazing appearance, with a slim figure.

“Oh. . .Anne. What do you need?” Sieg said, leaning against the door.

“I don’t know. . .” Anne said, looking down at her shoes. “I was in the neighborhood, and I realized it was Christmas Eve today, so I thought I would bring you a present!” She held out a small box for Sieg.

Sieg was stunned. First of all, he forgot that it was Christmas Eve today. He was so warped in his daily activities that he had no time for the holidays or special occasions. Second, he knew this girl for three weeks, and they knew barely anything about each other. He merely looked down at the wrapped present she was holding. He couldn’t help it though. Someone had a bought a present for him. . . Happiness tickled his belly, and he couldn’t help but smile.

“Thanks Anne,” Sieg said, taking the present, “It means a lot for you to have done that. Hey isn’t it cold out there? Why aren’t you wearing a jacket?” There was snow everywhere, and the temperature was absolutely freezing.

“Nah I’ll be fine,” Anne said reassuringly, “My body has a mind of its own. Its like I can’t get cold.”

“Uh huh.” Sieg said, watching her shiver, “You wanna come in for a while?”

“Nah it’s okay, I gotta go, I’ll talk to you later!”

Before letting Sieg protest, Anne ran, hugging herself for warmth. She disappeared from view as she made a turn onto another street. Sieg looked out after her, and after seeing her off, he went inside and closed the door.

Sieg sat himself down on his couch, and put the present on top of the table in front of him. He was about to open it, but reminded himself that presents were to be opened on Christmas, not Christmas Eve. Pft. . .I’m no baby,” Sieg thought, [i]”I can wait ’till tomorrow.

Sieg eyed his present intently.

“Ha. . . It’s been a while since I got one of these. . .” Sieg said to himself, “Whatever , I can wait.”

Sieg happened to stay up until 12:02 AM the next day.

Well, tell me if you liked it or not. I used Arley’s character for my first prologue.

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EDiT 01: Changed the title to “Sword”.

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