A war broke out between the Elements and Dark Magic elements. Fighting vigorously until the dark magic were forced to retreat. Elements cheered as they went back but one walked towards an injured dark magic.

His face scarred with many wounds from the battle. He used his magic took him back to his workshop. The soldier woke up and looked around, seeing that he was at someone's home. Once the element entered in, he got up and pointed his sword, "Where am I?"

The element put down his tray of healing medication and answered, "You are at my home, the guards won't find you here." He once looked around and sat down again. The element soon realized that he had used his dark magic to replace the lower torso he has lost.

"Did you lose them at a battle?" The soldier looked at him and went back to the noodles that was placed on his tray. The element moved closer to him, wanting to change the bandage but he summoned his sword and pointed at him. The element raised his hand up, "I want to change your bandage." He pointed at his stomach area and he obliged.

He watched as he slowly removed it. He growled from the pain and the element massaged his arm for him to relax. He soon changed it with the medication applied to the wound. The soldier soon rested, well pretended as the element fell asleep. He wanted him to be killed but his brain was at war. After awhile, he went back to his bed and fell asleep.

He woke up only to find the element missing. He got up, searching around the house and found him replacing the fake skin that he used as it was ripped. "You... cyborg?" He looked at him and smiled, "You can say that." He sat down next to him, watching him finish the last touches until it was replaced. Soon after, he felt the elements skin.

The element looked at him, "What are you doing?" He grazed his glove where each of the fingers are covered with claws sharp as the sharpest knives you find. The element felt nervous, from him feeling the fake skin and the claws that are taunting to rip his replaced fake skin. He soon got up, looking at his golden eyes tainted with a purple mist. He walked away, while he stood in confusion.

The element sat next to the soldier, wanting to know him much better. "So can-" Before the element say anything, the soldier grabbed his throat. He tightened his grip and the element patted him for air. The soldier soon let go, "Why release me when we both know you want to hide?" "A life for a life." The element scooted closer to him, "Since you do not trust me, call me Mech."

The soldier looked at Mech as he got up. But grabbed him, "Need bandages changed." Mech smiled at went back in to get medication and bandages. The soldier watch as he changed his bandages and asked him, "Why do you wear skin?" Mech looked at him, "Well from what I was always told, it was to hide some of our imperfections." He scoffed, "Why have that stupid saying when everyone knows no one is prefect."

Mech blushed but finished, "Here, I will make food." He got to the kitchen and started making. The soldier entered back and removed his gloves. He roamed his hands around Mech's arm and torso. He blushed as he whispered to his ear, "Your 'skin', I hate it and want to see the real you." Mech continued to blush until the hands retreated. He felt having a crush on the soldier but he needed to push his feelings away, this man might just act like that to find his weak spot.

Mech planned to change his skin but the soldier stood near the door way and watched. Mech stopped to show him his closely robotic hand. The soldier felt the hand. Mech felt more sensitive than he should, probably because there is no covering. "This is what I want to see everyday." "Why do you act like this? Just tell me if you want any information about us." The soldier stared at him.

His golden eyes looked at him, no purple mist on his eyes. He moved closer, Mech felt something that he should not felt. "Even if I did want information, you are a very pretty work of art I must say." "You are just saying that" He rested his hand on the side of Mech's face, "If you do not see me the next morning, then you know I have betrayed you." He got out and Mech stared at the space where the soldier was.

Mech woke up to find the soldier moved himself without using his magic. It had been two months after finding him in the battlefield. Mech's feelings started to grow as the soldier started to flirt with him. He made some robotic legs for him. Mech sat next to him, "Why did you cut your legs?" The soldier laughed, "Just from our belief," He looked at Mech, "We believed that when we cut off our most valuable limbs or body parts, then we receive the gift of our creator."

The soldier laughed, "It was a belief that I cherished for a long time." "Hold on, I wanna give you something." Mech showed him to his workshop where robotic cat like hind legs were on the table. The soldier looked at him, "For me?" Mech blushed, "Well yeah, it was what I wanted to give to you for a long time." The soldier wore it and walked around, which he already got used to it.

"Wow, you are already getting a hang of it." He smiled to him, "Kessa, it is like my legs which I created out of dark magic." Mech, watched as his hands roamed around his body, "My name is Narchis and I wanted to know-" His face move closer to his, "Are you taken yet?" Mech stuttered, "N-no, I don't have anyone to v-visit me." "Such shame, guess I'm lucky to meet such an adorable cyborg."

Soon after, their lips collided. Giving them a make out session in the shop.

Mech woke up looking at Narchis, peacefully sleeping. Now he knows that he is not lying. Mech realized that he was never asked any stereotypical questions about cyborgs. He guesses Narchis is learning from the things that he does. He heads to the kitchen, planning to cook egg.

While cooking, he felt sharp gloves feel his waist then arms. Mech turned to be kissed by Narchis. "Well good morning!" He smiled. Narchis didn't show that much excitement but the tone of his voice changed, "Good morning to you." Mech finished his cooking, "Well since we know we have nothing to do and no where to go, what if we create a new element."

Narchis looked at him, confused, "What do you mean?" "What I mean is that we are different from other elements, I'm born with three powers and you, well have two." Narchis nodded. "So what do you we call this new element then?" Mech answered, "Let's call it, Hybrid"

Mech sat in the dusty book shop where Narchis started his business. Their realm was more of what you can see with those with no powers or relations with the elements. Mech saw a shadow in one of the bookshelves. "Why do you come here?" "It's just a reminder of the past, but we can't keep it the same, can we?"

Narchis walked towards him, removing his mask and hugging him. "I know and sorry," He rubbed his face. Mech had lost some parts of the fake skin provided by him. But he didn't care, Narchis loved him without his fake skin. "Why do you need to please them?" Narchis sighed, "I just want them not to be suspicious of me and the creation of this element." Mech just wanted to tell him to quit but he had to agree, the leaders didn't go against it after Narchis signed up to be their killing machine.

Mech learned a reason why Narchis didn't like him with his fake skin a long time ago.

His hunger.

Narchis ate those people he killed. His skin reminded of his time in the Dark Magic Realm. Mech comforted him every night when he arrives with an upset look on his face. No matter how much they separated for missions or work, they still love each other.

(This might be canon from my friends rp)

Hayden entered in Mech's shop, he watched as Mech argued with someone with dark clothing. "Look at the situation, I don't want you dead!" Narchis gripped Mech's shoulders, "I will, I am deciding to stay in the elements, missions to here. I will disagree if I have to go back there." Mech nodded as Narchis grabbed his mask and moved past Hayden.

"Who the fuck was that?" Mech jolted and waved his hands around, "It was just a simple argument with a friend." Mech didn't want their relationship to be open well so as Narchis.