Here's the story I've been promising you. Tell me if I messed up anywhere. I know it's just the prologue, but the other chapters are definately longer. ^^

Now, on with the story.

They Marked Our Love

Prologue:

The sky was lighted with the fire of burning houses and dead bodies the night Domino's cruel long running dictator was finally overthrown. Men walked the streets like zombies exhausted, their spirits at the lowest after days and days of fighting. It had been a long war, yet there was still much left to do.

One man stood in front of them all, hardly one battle scar adorning his body other than his almost completely severed left arm wrapped securely in bandages to his chest in a makeshift sling. Everyone quieted down once this man lifted his good arm into the air, a signal he needed their up most attention.

"I am Godwin, some of you may know me," bellowed the one armed man. "We have finally defeated our adversary, a man we had once trusted with our lives and our family's lives, the ex-dictator of our home of Domino. Tonight, as the full blood moon rises, we shall sentence that very man to death."

There was a cheer from the crowd of wounded (physically and spiritually) citizens.

Godwin waited until all was quiet once more before proceeding. He snapped his fingers and two soldiers brought up to him a terrified blindfolded man. The man tried to get away, but could only stumble along with his capturers.

Godwin grabbed the man harshly by the hair lifting his blindfolded face to the blood stained moon.

"Feast you eyes on the man that made all you lives a living hell. He turned his eyes from our grievances, so we blind him; he refused to hear our cries for his help, so now we shall render him deaf." With that, the one armed man grabbed the hilt of the sword at the ex-dictator's side, and with two quick movements, had rid the blindfolded man of both his ears.

A long agonizing scream filled the flame induced city for many long minutes until they were finally silenced all together.

Godwin removed the sword from his enemy's body slowly letting the knowledge that Domino's tyrant was now dead. There was silence, eerie and on edge. At any moment, it could be broke and it soon was.

A woman from the shadows wailed and flung herself at the bleeding, dieing, hated man. She had been the mistress of the dead tyrant as well as his sorceress. She cried for her dead master and lover, her tears soaking his blood stained clothes.

"You monsters!" she screamed.

"The man got what he deserved. He was the monster," Godwin told her simply.

The ex-dictator now lay totally lifeless. His mistress removed her hands from the grip they had on her dead lover. They were covered in blood and she lifted one to her lips tasting the salt and iron taste. When she put down her finger, she looked up at Godwin with blazing red eyes.

"I will curse you all. Most of all you, Godwin. Let this curse resonated in the deepest crevices of your heart:

At the highest point of your new world will two children arise marked to reveal the evils hidden within this revolution and a new revolt will begin. When their swords unite, they will have the power to resurrect an ancient power – The Legendary Crimson Dragon.

"Shut up, witch!"

"Let's kill her, too."

"Get out of here you devil's whore."

The sorceress ignored the vulgar remarks thrown at her and only stared into the cold eyes of Godwin. "Your lies will end, Godwin. You are not the savior everyone thinks you are."

Godwin gritted his teeth. In a low voice, he growled, "Shut up, witch. You know nothing of me."

The sorceress smiled sadly. Her red eyes glazed over and her head lolled to the side. Slowly, she ran a hand under her skirt. "You won't be able to stop this though, Godwin."

"How so?"

She chuckled then pulled out a dagger and rammed it into her chest.

With this blood, I give this curse life.

Then, she fell to the ground over her dead lover. Her blood poured out, but as soon as it touched the ground, her blood was seeped into the ground as if the very earth depended on the red liquid like water, drinking it up thirstily.

Clouds started to roam across the sky covering it in an eerie grayness. No light other than that of the blood red moon shown through them. There were no stars. A voice ran through the air making the surviving citizens shiver with its ghostly promise.

Two children will arise marked…resurrect The Legendary Crimson Dragon.

However, Godwin did not fear these words. He had his own goals and would see them through using whatever got in his way to his benefit. Yet, the curse still lingered waiting for the day it could be born.

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-- Zee ;)