Mathias

I know this is going to sound stereotypical, but I had a good life for the first twenty seven years that I had lived in this world. Sure, there was the slight minor setback of my tenth birthday when I discovered that I would be the next Hero. My world has this system that every couple of decades, or maybe even a century, they would allocate a Hero and a Villain. These two would be marked by the yin or yang tattoo that would appear on their chest the day of their tenth birthday. The Hero would naturally be destined for fame and glory and become renowned for the task that they would accomplish killing the villain. It was the same every time, as you can imagine. Good naturally triumphs over evil. Both would be polar opposites and live their lives trying to get rid of the other. They were destined to hate each other, just as Romeo and Juliet were destined to fall in love. It's just how it was. 

A couple of additional notes are needed to assist you in understanding all of this though. One, these two weren't the only ones that contained the yin or yang mark respectively, any siblings would have the same mark, but this time on the side of their necks. I'm not just talking about biological siblings as well, adopted, step, half (well, technically that counts as biological, I guess), you get the gist. Two, under no circumstances do the two opposing forces ever fall in love, it was unheard of. Or so everyone thought. Three, you can tell if your opposing force is near you (in a 30-metre radius) as your tattoo would burn until they came into sight or outside the 30-metre radius. Four, no one can choose whether they end up being the Hero or the Villain, any tattoos people try to get of the yin or yang section mysteriously disappear the next day. Five, you could confess you secret to those closest to you, provided you trusted them enough not to tell anyone else (especially not the media). 

So, that's my life. Messy, I know but at least I ended up with the good part. I'm destined for fame and glory once the media find out my secret or once I end up killing him. Lukas Bondevik. God, I hate him. The good parts of my life aside from all that? I have a great family consisting of myself, my (biological) father, his husband (my other dad) and my stepbrother, Berwald, with the addition of his husband, Tino. Pretty gay, huh? My mother died when I was six and it took a while for my dad to move on. She did tell him though, knowing my dad's bisexuality, that she thought Berwald's dad would be a good match for him. Six years later, the two started dating and I was introduced to Berwald. Berwald and I were quite different, but we clicked very well. When he needed to stop being so serious, he would take my advice on how to relax and have fun (two things he wasn't used to). When I was slaking off too much for my own good, he would put me in my place and tell me to be serious. Life being best friends was good and we eventually confided in each other. He told me about the mysterious yang tattoo on his neck which was weird for him because he doesn't have any siblings, so he thought it predicted a future event i.e. me. I then told him about the same tattoo on my chest. He was silent for a while but then decided that me being his future stepbrother was not such a bad thing (at least, he hoped). And so, we became even closer. 

A little while after this event, we became friends with a sweet guy our age called Tino. Tino was Finnish and basically the mum friend of the group. It did not take long for Berwald to fall in love with him. The two started dating not long after (with lots of help from me)(they were very awkward and didn't know what to do – it was adorable). They are still together this day in fact, thanks to me. Married as well. You're welcome, you two.

We all, at the ripe age of eighteen, got a job at the city's big detective agency which joined forces with the police team. It was a huge deal for us, with this being our dream job (I know – we all had the same dream, there's a reason to that). The place was – and still is – renowned for taking care of its employees by allowing them all to own apartments in the building (in teams, not individually (that would be ludicrous and free scholarships to study criminology (a requirement) at the university nearby. This did mean the salary was not very well-paying, but everything was covered apart from bills (your standard water, gas and electricity) and food. Also, any furniture you wanted to buy. So, it was a good job. Tino, Berwald and I all formed our own team - 'The Nordics'. Life had become really good. And it got better a few years later when an eighteen-year-old joined our team, Emil. By this point, both Tino and Berwald knew my 'little' secret and a little while later, Emil knew too. We became really good friends and I must admit, he is much better at the job than me, so I ask him to team up with me on individual tasks sometimes. This doesn't come without teasing though so I choose the task I need help with carefully.

My only problem was Lukas. Everything in my life was amazing apart from him still being in it. That's why I need to get rid of him soon. That was the plan, but life found a way to mess that up too.   

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Hi everyone! As you can see, I have a new fanfic! I have been sitting on this idea for a while and since we are in lockdown, I have decided to write it. I will get around to updating 'Underneath The Mask' so if you read that, do not worry.

I hope the cover turned out to be a good quality. If you still cannot see it in good quality: here it is!

Also, in these troubling times, if you live in the UK like I do, stay home to protect our NHS.

I hope you enjoy this 'little' introduction to the story, the next part will be Chapter 1.
Bye!
~Peanutsfan1