A/N: I know this part is short…but it's only the prologue. XD I haven't done a story with a prologue for a long time…but anyway…the rest of the story will be nice and long...I hope. It'll be several chapters and cover everything from war to politics to sex. Anyway, since I don't know very much about these topics, except sex, I made up my own country with my own military ranks and my own government. XD So, if you happen to be a war historian, please don't be offended by my lack of knowledge of anything remotely related to war. XD

Disclaimer: I own nothing…except my own country! Whoo….although I don't own the people that live there.

It all started innocently enough, as most things do. They had met as small boys in preschool and discovered that they were neighbors. Despite being almost complete opposites, their friendship lasted all throughout elementary school.

Albel lived with his father. He was often unruly and disruptive in school, but it was mainly to get his father's attention. His father was rarely home and when he was home, he accused his son of not being manly enough. Albel was always trying desperately to show his father how tough he was by getting into fights.

Fayt lived with his mother, who was very protective of him. He was shy and soft-spoken, often using Albel, who took the role of his big brother as a shield from dangers.

Albel's mother had died in childbirth and Fayt's mother had divorced her husband because he was a research scientist and was never around when she needed him. The two boys often joked about somehow getting their parents together so they could be brothers. But it never happened. Perhaps it was for the best.

Fayt's mother was killed in a gang shooting at the beginning of seventh grade. He was shipped off across the country to live with his relatives. Albel continued on through junior high and high school, never expecting to see Fayt again.

Without Fayt to encourage him, Albel's grades dropped and he became more and more aggressive at school. He was finally sent to boot camp to curb his disrespectful attitude. Albel returned from the experience a stronger boy, both physically and mentally. He enjoyed his experience so much that at age eighteen, he joined the military.