Standing in a dark environment was a three year old boy.He was waiting on his friend.After a while he saw her.The girl was two years old.But then,strange people came and started attacking.The boy grabbed the girl and hid.Screams echoed out.It was the king.The boy couldn't take it anymore.He ran into battle."Ethan!"He heard her,yet he ran into battle.He attacked the best he could.Then,all went black.

"Ethan!Ethan,sweetie,wake up!"Ethan heard his mother say."..."Ethan tried opening his eyes."Momma!Ethan!"The heard the girl say."Oh,finis flos,I see.."The girl's mother, said,then gasped suddenly."Astréi!look at your son's eyes!"The woman,Cristal,said.Ethan's mother,Astréi,looked and almost broke down crying."mama?"Ethan asked,getting into what he thought was a sitting pose."Ethan,mi hijo,your eyes are dull!"Astréi cried out.Ethan cried,at least he thought he did.He wiped away what he thought were tears.

 Two years had past.Astréi and Ethan's father,Ingis,had never left his side.Yet Cristal's daughter had left him alone all of those two years.Now she was doing something."hold out your hands!"she said.Ethan did,at least he hoped so.Then he felt something soft."it's the end flower.I think."The girl said.Ethan smiled.He thought so,at least."you're smiling!"the girl chimed."I-I am?"Ethan asked."Yep!"the girl chirped.

(Author's Note-use the internet to know the names!Mi hijo is my son in spanish.)