So, to the few of you who knew this was coming, Here it is; Steels story. It's long and mysterious and I hope somewhat creepy. But don't be disappointed that he does not have a keyblade; that was for the purpose of the RP. I came up with this story a long time ago, but could never make the ends meet the way I wanted to. Now I have, SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, the prologue. Enjoy PrologueIt was a cold wet afternoon. Rain was pouring down and fog could be seen in the distance. It was the normal weather; at least it was in Hypnos Terra. There were not many people around, but there was a young girl standing all by herself. She was tall with soft, long white hair, and blue eyes. She wore a white t-shirt, blue jeans, tennis shoes, and a black duster. She was standing within a gazebo, at the edge of a park, observing a nearby performance. Masked men and women were dancing in the street; wrapped in black cloaks, they continued to dance and sing as the rain poured harder and harder. “Why do they do it?” She asked herself. “Why do they continue to perform in this pouring rain?” What was stranger still was that people usually came out to watch. She looked around but saw no one today. She thought about the place she was in, the town called Hypnos Terra. It was a strange name, It seemed so unrealistic. But this is where she was stuck; this was the newest place foster care had taken her. She sighed as she grabbed her backpack. At least the the fresh air had helped to clear her head. She turned to run out into the pouring rain, not caring if she got wet. She was rather surprised to crash into someone instead. Papers were scattered about the gazebo as she and a boy her age fell to the ground. She groaned as she rose from the ground. Right across from her, the boy sat up and rubbed his forehead. “I Apologize.” He said to her. He began to gather up the papers. He was also a tall person, taller than she was. His hair was dark blue, as were his hoodie jacket and tennis shoes. He wore blue jeans, a white t-shirt and slight scowl. His eyes also dark blue; they could be compared to a whirlpool out at sea. “No, it’s alright.” She said. She started to gather up papers as well. Surprisingly none of the papers had fallen outside the protection of the gazebo. There was one paper however, that had fallen uncomfortably close to the wet rain. Next to it laid an empty white envelope. It seemed to be a letter for someone. For some reason the letter seemed important, as if it was something she should see. So she stopped to read the contents of the paper she now held in her hands. She was quite surprised at what she found. Dear Professor Regarding our discussion on the research of ancient prophecies, I have found the one you had requested. It was not easy; the prophecy is very old, only one copy of the book holding it exists. I know you are a busy person, so please contact me whenever you can. The subject material is just as you described, and it will definitely take some work to estimate what the civilization was like based on the contents of this book. I have to ask though… why does this interests you all of a sudden? You don’t have to tell me, I suppose. But if you’re in some kind of trouble, you can tell me. Sincerely Clair Alice Bright “What the…” The girl was shocked by the contents. “Who…” But her thoughts were quickly interrupted. “Excuse me.” The boy Said form in front of her. The girl looked up to see that all the books and papers had been stacked neatly into two piles. “I have to deliver that letter.” “Oh, right, sorry.” She folded the letter, placed it in the envelope, and gave it to the boy. “So you’re the new student right?” He asked. His eyes had an appraising look about them, as if he were trying to determine everything about her merely by sight. “Umm, yes…” the girl was now unsure of the boy; the letter had thrown her off. She would never have guessed its contents. “I’m sorry I read it.” She told him. “Don’t be, it wasn't anything private. I was told to deliver it; I wasn't told it wasn't for prying eyes. “But the writer was clearly concerned about someone’s safety. She thought that someone was being blackmailed or worse.” She didn't know how to respond to the boys complete lack of concern. “She told me that she worries about that kind of stuff all the time, and that it was nothing to worry about.” The boy shrugged off the subject and started a new one. “So what are you doing here?” he asked. The girl decided to play along. “Oh, I just needed some fresh air, what about you?” “I enjoy watching the Masquerade’s performances.” He told her as he looked out onto the street. The Masked men and women continued all kinds of performances, as if they were at a carnival. After a brief silence, the girl spoke up. “Well I better go.” She watched his face for any change. “All right then,” He said with a perfectly straight face. “I hope you enjoy it here.” “Thank you.” She said. She gathered all her things, and hurried out into the pouring rain. Once she was away, she whispered to herself: “What’s going on? I didn't write that letter.” As Clair turned to look back at the boy, she could have sworn he was smiling all of a sudden. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ As Clair neared the Dorm she saw a boy and a girl at the sidewalk. They seemed to be talking about something important. As she neared though the Boy; who had Red hair green eyes and wore jeans, a black t-shirt, a lab coat, and white gloves; gave the girl a smile and walked away. As she came closer, the girl turned to see who was approaching. She had long black hair and green eyes similar to that of the boy who just left. She wore a knee length black skirt, Black boots, and a black t-shirt. She smiled warmly as Clair approached. “Hi!” She said cheerfully. “You must be Clair Alice Bright. We have a name in common, I’m Alice Aquila.” She extended her hand. “It’s nice to meet you.” Clair Responded. “If you don’t mind me asking, who were you just talking to?” “Oh that was my brother Leonidas. Everyone calls him Leo. He just went back to the boys’ dorm.” Clair thought that explanation made sense. Of course he would come to see his sister. “Let’s go inside shall we? It’s very wet out here.” Clair realized that she hadn't even felt the rain anymore until Alice said something. It was strange, but she followed Alice inside. The rest of the evening was uneventful. Alice introduced her to some of the other girls, and then she finished her homework, and ate dinner. As she was getting ready for bed, her thoughts drifted back to the strange letter and the boy that had been delivering it. She decided to ask Alice about him tomorrow, seeing as how Alice had taken it upon herself to be Clair’s guide. When she turned out the lights and lay down in bed, her thoughts drifted once again; this time to a book she had found in the Public Library after leaving school. But she could not think of why her thoughts turned there. Not long after, she fell into sleep.