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It was a dark, moonless night. A woman sat in a large ornate throne room, cooing over her son, who was only weeks old. She was waiting for her love, her king, to return from meeting with the king of the neighboring country. She smiled as the baby's calm blue eyes opened, already knowing his eyes would be blue as he grew up, they may darken, but a shade of blue would remain. She looked up as the door burst open, four soliders in polished silver armor strode in. One, a woman with flowing golden hair stepped closer and knelt down. "My leige, you must come with us now." The others were kneeling as well, the short swords holstered to their sides touching the ground.

The female solider stood as the sound of clanking armor could be heard outside. The queen stood, holding her son to her chest tightly. "What's going on? What has happened?" She asked, a commanding tone dripping into her musical voice. "We have no time to explain, we need to get you two out of here." As the soldier finished her sentence, more soliders poured in, only in the blackest of armor. Another man walked in, two soliders dragging a dead body in the same silver armor as the queen's quards. The female gaurd got up quickly, pulling out her sword. "What have you monsters done!?" She spat out as her fellow soliders followed her. The man laughed, running a hand over the the hilt of a highly well made sword. "You fools should stand down, seeing as your fool of a king told you not to fight back." He stepped forward, letting his soliders grab the gaurds. "Now, where did the b***h queen escape to?" He asked, as the sound of heads hitting the floor echoed through the room.

The queen had run once she had seen the lifeless form of her husband. He had never got to meet his son, his legacy. That was the thought pushing her forward. She had a feeling she wouldn't survive the night, but she would be damned if anyone tried to hurt her son. She found a shack on the outskirts of Nelvasa, her kingdom's once ally, now her kingdom's killer. She hid her son in the shack and looked around before taking back off toward home, only to be stopped halfway by a Nelvasa solider. When she asked whatshe had done wrong, he smiled and replied in a cold tone, "You were born, element freek." After that, the queen was put to death.

A few hours later a baby was found crying in a merchants merchandise shack. The baby was given a home, and a name. Sothe was the child's name, and his ice blue eyes marked him as a person who should have been dead.

Seventeen years later

Sothe sighed, lightly running a hand over his wornout black tunic and patting down his black pants. He smirked, lightly blowing his bangs out of his eyes. "My hair is getting too long again." He thought as he saw the dark brown hair fall over his eyes once again. He left the alley he had been waiting in, waiting for the king to pass by. He walked slowly through the crowded masses, all silently chearing for the king and his queen. They were celebrating the wipping out of an entire civilation. It made Sothe sick, which was why he was doing this. He broke out of the crowd, and made a beeline for the queen, quickly cutting her coin purse away and pocketing it. He smiled, ready to make his get-away, when his eyes caught on the princess. The moments distraction was all it took for the guards to begin to converge on him. "s**t." He mumbled, taking one more glance at the princess before evading the guards, and running toward an alley.