Dark Skies

A man, who was about 30, held a boy, who looked to be around 18, close to him and ran in the nearest ally. Ducking behind a dumpster he clutched the boy's head to his chest and waited for the sound of stomping feet and yells to pass. The rain made it unbearably cold and the man shivered. The boy felt it and shut his eyes. He had disappointed his Master.

When the ruckus had vanished and left only the pelting rain he pulled the boy away to look at his blank gold. "…" The younger sank lower and put his head down to where he was face to face with the other's stomach. "I'm sorry Master! I'm sorry!"

He sighed. He moved the boy up so he was in his lap. The boy was so small that he fit easily in the other's lap, his head went under the other's chin and the man's arms held him close. They looked like a batch of black and gold. There was no doubt for them, and they could never hate the other. Because one was the other and the other was one, they were the same though different and they were one.

"Oh my god!"

Both boys looked to the entrance of the ally to see a red haired woman staring at them with horror. "It's true! It was all true! Monsters!" The younger felt the elder flinch and grew angry. He clung to the elder tightly as he watched younger took a good look at her. Red short hair, green eyes, freckles. He'd remember her.

The boy moved into the warmth of the other and held him. Master would be okay. Master wouldn't have to be hurt again.

The woman couldn't find anyone in the rain but continued to search. She didn't think those monsters really roamed Central! She had to tell someone! She ran down the streets but no one was out at such a time. "Dammit.." Behind her she heard foot steps and turned around to see no one. She shook her head. It was her imagination.

She continued walking but then she heard a noise from an ally by her. She was a curious woman and slowly walked to it to see what it was. She didn't see anything and turned to leave and saw-

"Hello. I am Pride."

The Elder man from before sat on old sheets of a small wooden cabin. Even miles away from the city he heard the horrific scream he had expected to hear. And he cried.

(Dark Skies Don't Shine)

AN: Hey, this is just a prolouge for the third installment of my BBI series. If you went read this for fun i suggest you go read the other two stories first before you continue this. And there isn't much to say right now but i want to explain the title. I was stuck when I was writing this story so I had been brainstorming like crazy. And then in December or anuary, can't remember which one, we had an assignment in my english class to write a poem. Well on the top of my head i wrote one (I am a total poem adict) called "Dark Skies" and then a week later i realized how well that would go with this whole series. The poem starts here and more is put with each chapter until the last one where i will put the whole poem. I would write it all at once but the whole plot goes by the poem. Anyway, review if you like.