It was a normal day in the kingdom of Felonia. Children were playing, the market being busy as always.
But on that same day, the soldiers and knights returnes to the kingdom once more.

But something wasn't right..

People of all ages gathered at the sides of the road to admire the heros and saviors of their home, looking for the ones from their family.

"Mom? Father's home!!" The young prince yelled "He's home!" He yelled again as he ran down the stairs to his mother whom mearly chuckled at the excitement of her 10 year old.
"Yes, my dear, he's home." She said softly "Let's go meet him, shall we?" She reached out her hand, but her son had ran past her, too excited to see his father.

The blond boy's lavender eyes looked and looked for his father, but no matter how hard he looked, he could not find his father. Than he heared the whispers form the crowd:
"Where's the king?"
"Did he fall in battle?"
"I'm afraid so..the commander, Ryuun himself said.."
Than he heared the wheep of his mother. The guards hung their heads low, expecially their commander.

Than it hit the young prince. His father, his mentor was gone. His mind went blank, he froze as tears ran down his face like a waterfall. Who could blame him? He just lost his hero, and before he knew, he was running.
"Tyyr no! Wait- don't! STOP HIM!-" His mother yelled as the young boy ran to the village from the centre of their kingdom. He hid from the soldiers who were after him, they yelled for him but he simply cried.

"Hello..?" A soft voice spoke quietly, startling the prince. He backed up and looked at the source of the gentlr voice. There stood a seven year old boy. He had ginger hair and gray, silvery eyes. "N-No! I-I don't mean any harm!" The boy paused for a second before he spoke: "You're the prince?!-"
"N-No! Don't yell..please.."
"Sorry..-"
"It's okay but yes.." Tyyr looked down "I am the prince.."
"May I ask why you're here, crying alone...?" Tyyr's eyes were flooded with tears once more. "M-My dad..h-he...-" "Oh..oh no.." the ginger hugged the prince who cried.

Guards saw him and sighed softly, it hurt them to see the happy prince they knew crying his eyes out. The soldiers slowly approached them and sat down. Wathcing as their prince slowly fell asleep from crying. His pale skin staines by tears.

The ginger boy looked at the guards, whom just smiled at him softly, one gently rubbing his hand.
"May we take him home, little boy?"
"M-mhm..." The guard nodded and gently lifted Tyyr from the ground into his arms.
"What is your name, boy?" A different soldier asked softly.
"Malik, sir.."
"Well than, little Malik, thank you for being here for our prince. I'm sure he'll apprechiate you, and enjoy your friendship." And with that, they left. Malik smiled and ran back home happily.

Slowly, Tyyr and Malik became closer. You could most likely find them playing all day.

A year later, both boys ran across another boy, who was training with his father. He was a bit taller than the two, with black hair, red eyes and the most interesting part about him for the other two, was the boy's skin.
He had dark skin, but had some light patches on his skin. The boy had vitiligo. Both Tyyr and Malik found his skin beautiful. And he looked just like his father, only he had darker skin and no vitiligo.

"COME ON, ZEPHYR! I didn't train you to be weak!"
Zephyr grunted to that and slashed at his father more with the wooden sword he held, eventually managing to knock him off his feet. "Ha! Take that, dad! I win! Again!" He said proudly
"Good. I'm proud" his father smiled, standing. "Do you think I could be the prince's guard one day?"
"With how good you fight? Yes."

Tyyr was amaized by what Zephyr wanted, he smiled and approached them. Just as he did, a girl ran behind her brother and looked just like Zephyr, except she had blue eyes. "Look!" She shouted. Both father and son looked at where she told them to, and bowed the second they saw the prince "Please, stand.." the 3 did as told, Malik just staying behind Tyyr, shy.

"I think you could train with Ryuun! He was my dad's gaurd, and I'm sure he'd love to train you to be my guard!"
He smiled "Really?!" Zephyr said, hopeful. "Dad, Zara did you two hear?!" "We did!!" Zara yelled, happy. His father was proud. Tyyr smiled at the siblings and their father. He was happy they were proud of their son and brother.

"Who's the ginger boy?" Zephyr asked, curious.
"That's Malik, he's my best friend. He's just shy.." he said with a soft smile. Malik waved a bit, a soft and shy smile on his face. "Nice to meet you!" The twins said in unison. "You too" Malik said softly. A tall, brunette man with golden eyes ran to the ginger and blond suddenly "You both ran off-" he sighed.
"Sorry Ryuun..but we have someone you can train!"
"Really? Than let's get to it."