The Dawn of a New Kingdom. The end of the 67's.

[xrighteousx]

At the edge of the graveyard, at the end of the stairway that lead to the Nightsky Kingdom, and the four islands. Seph would stand. Yet, today, was a day, that his tears would escape. He wasn't dressed like a badass, like he noramly dressed in. Today, he wore a miltary uniform, the gray colors, shinning out, as his ranks could be seen on his shoulder. Five stars could be found placed on his shoulders, medals, and ribbons placed on his chest, of the uniform. His hair would be placed back into a pony tail, removing his grey berret, he would slick his hair back, placing the grey barret back over his head, hidding the top of his head. The amber tinted hues saddened, lost, and full of the sorrows. Not covored by sunglasses this time, nothing covoring his scared face.

The chruch bells would hymn, as he took a step, in both his hands. Bundles of black roses, as he started to walk down the cobblestone pathway, looking around. Making his way to the staute, placed in their honor, his honor, all who faught for the old kingdom's honor. Today, was the day they all lost their lifes, and was a day for the one's who surived to pay respects.  

[Cloud Dakota]

Soft footsteps would be heard as Cloud moved up to the left of his brother. His left arm hung from his chest in a sling, the bullet wound in his shoulder having taken the use of it, his body having given out. A barret sat atop his head aswell, his silver bangs hanging doown from the front. He wore the same uniform as Seph, ten metals sat pinned to the left side of his chest. Four stars sat on his shoulder, shimmering softly. He lowered his head as he stood beside his brother, his eyes closed. He walked with his brother, staying silent. Not really knowing any words of comfort at this time of mourning.

 

[shadow_dreamer]

Mist fell off her, the usual wan sort of look she had. Emotionless like usual as she held a boquette of white roses, roses of the highest power of love. The most passion, or so the myth said. She was not wearing usual assassin's clothes. No, instead, a gray military outfit, with four stars acrossed her chest. Her hair pulled back into a bun as she stared at Seph from behind. It had been quiet a while since she even layed eyes on him.  

[xrighteousx]

"Ya know..."

His voice would crock out, as he smiled weakly, placing the roses on the pedastool infront of the staute, with the words on it. "Thou shall not walk alone, a brother in arms, a sister at the side, together as they walk. May hell await them, but they became the true heros, with their jounry." After placing the roses on the pedastool, his fingers would trace of the words, as his eyes closed.

"Sometimes, I wished. I was one of them who fell. Because, I could of went to hell with them all, instead of living a life long past due. Yet..."

His voice would give away his emotions towards this kinda of thing. Seph was their king, was their leader, and look where they all ended up. All faded away in memories, all faded from their families, all lost to the tides of war. Something that could tear anyone apart.

As his body trembled, green tears would fall upon the pedastool, as he stood once again, only to keep his head lowered. "Today...I asked you both to come here...To pay respects to those lost. The true legends, the true heroes, the True kings and queens of this kingdom." He would whisper, as his tears still slide down, his cheek, as his body contuned to tremble.

Cloud and Dreamer, where the only two left of these kingdoms. Both leaders of the new kingdom's clans, both general in the army that once protected this kingdom, from the force known as Dragoon.  

[shadow_dreamer]

She smiled softly at Seph. He had lost so much, his family, new wife, two of his sons. The only true blood Seph had left was their son. And his kingdom. She knew what it was like to see something so huge, go down, so fast. He was their king, and they loved him enough to die for his name.

"Do not wish death upon yourself. They did this for you to stay alive, give them their graves wish and stay alive." She whispered softly. Her gray eyes slowly wandered to Cloud.  

[Cloud Dakota]

Cloud gently pulled a single sky blue rose from the sling around his neck, kneeling down, he gently placed it beside the roses Seph had set down. The rose seemed to shimmer. It was rare. He had found it in the remains of his home, it was growing within the chaos and reckage. It was a type his mother had grown in her guarden. His head remained lowered. He slowly stood, his shoulders quivering lightly. He bit his lip. The sound of his brothers crying was almist unbareable.

"They will not be forgotten...."

 

[xrighteousx]

Listening to Dreamer's words, he would nod, yet his tears would not stop. Slowly, he would extend his arm out, as the oringal sword, he lead them all into battle with appeared in his hand. The old blade cracked and bathered, too old to even be used, to old for repaired. Kneeling down, he would close his eyes, as the tears dripped onto the blade.

"Forgotten, lost, now we seek a new future, yet all who gave their lifes for our's will not be forgotten. With this blade I offer you sanctum and peace in afterlife, and for your souls to search for the stars above. Now and Forever we are young, but we are brave, the good that never takes actions, yet the evil preveils. We stand above thier reasons, and their beliefs of destruction and death to us all. To protect, to return the sin, they have placed upon us. " Stopping his words, he would place his blade onto the pedastool, wacthing as the vines of the roses would latch onto it, turning to stone. He would smile softly, as he stood straight up, slauting the staute.

"The people who lay in these graves, some were my family, some were my brothers, some were my freinds, and many were my people. But in my eyes, and in everyone eye's they should be seen as family. They gave their life for us, to stand and finish this war. As we did, that god, has been banished, and their king still stands above that god." He would speak out with a clear voice, as he was serious, the tears never at a never ending fall from his eyes. Two of his clones would appear behind the three, shooting off three shots with rifles. As Seph still held his salute.

"We honor these people, for what they did, for what they gave us. And for the joy they left in our hearts. They left a future for us, by destroyiong their own. Now, we must carry this deed on, til we pass it onto others." He would finish, as his hand lowered, the rain slowly starting to fall, mixxing with the green tears that pelted against the ground.

When good men fail to act, evil preveils.  

[shadow_dreamer]

"Aye." She saluted as well, three shadowed clones appeared with his, feminine with guns, shooting off into the air. She watched Seph, carefully, smiling sadly as she remembered what this place used to be like.  

[Cloud Dakota]

Cloud raised his useable hand, and saluted. His eyes stared straight forward as he did so. Suddenly, they began to glow, as three more shadow clones appeared behind the female ones Dreamer summmoned up. They were constructed completely of shadows, dark wings spread out behind them as their white eyes staired forward. Their hands were raised, saluting as Cloud did.

Cloud smiled lightly at his brothers speech, closing his eyes as his own tears flowed forth, streaking down his cheeks, they dripped off his chin.

 

[xrighteousx]

"This is the day....The Sixty-Sevens die....and we become the Nightsky Kingdom's protectors." Was all that escaped his lips, as he dropped his salute and then disappearing.