Bonds

Chapter 1

Andrew

 Many years have past since the move from our birth world, it after all being 5074 AD (AD meaning after departure.) So much so that it is studied in the same class as ancient Greece and Rome. It's just something you find in a textbook, or see in a movie. Not many truly understand why Mankind started to colonize elsewhere, even the best scholars have issues finding that information. All we truly know is that we are here and can go to the home world known as Earth, but at a heavy cost. Basically you are either a great General of a powerful continent, a leader of a continent, or a scholar on a research hunt. That is where all the top grade knowledge lives, in the home world. However on this new planet, Xanadu, knowledge isn't hard to come by, it just doesn't have the actual records. BUT WHO CARES?! I am stuck living a boring life, with a brother who towers over me. OH, I forgot to introduce myself, I am Andrew Allumni, my brother is Daxoven Allumni, but everyone calls him Dax. He is a tall broad shouldered dude, with blue eyes and like mine. I am literally him, but slightly smaller. He has light brown hair that he wears in a warrior's braid that he has a weight on it so it stays still when running. I however have a typical buzz cut. But everyone knows him, and I have to work my way out of his GODDAMN SHADOW! But finally I am in college, sadly it's the same one as Dax, he got in because of a training course for the futures officers, what was called ROTC in ancient times. But that's him, the Protege, the perfect son to our dead father. Our father was a well known General. But somehow I have better grades than him and I am just as weapon smart as him. It just takes me longer to master anything. But it is because Dax is a Demon, or someone with the power of destruction with, usually, through fiery brimstone. I however, didn't inherit any power, whether it is of a Demon, or an Angel, the power of creation through, typically, angelic light. I got stuck being an Average-Joe. There is a way to tell if someone is a Demon, Angel, or normal person. Their hands, an Angel has silky soft hands no matter what. A Demon has hands that are leathery hard and feel like sandpaper. Normal people have hands that callus with work. But before you even consider a Demon as an evil being, STOP, they are humans, but with abilities not of normal human, same goes for Angels being goody-two-shoes. However, that is the basic and sad reality of things, people judge based off of what you are.

Back to the more important topic, COLLEGE. My best friend Zak is coming with me to the same college, I am just sad that it might turn out to be the same bull crap over and over again with the living in Dax's damn shadow. But I will major and minor in something completely different so I don't have to deal with that as much. I am thinking of Mechanical Engineering major, and a minor in Business. But that is boring stuff. Zak and I have plans to party as much as possible. I will be going there with him in the morning. Zak is a bit of a weirdo, he has a special gene that has his hair change colors naturally. But he didn't like the strobe light-esk aspect so he took the time to master it, and control it. Now it only changes once a month, never the same color two months in a row. Out of this passion he found he loves two things, to party, and to make art. But he trains with me and Dax all the time. He hasn't picked his life style yet. But whatever it is, he will dedicate himself to it fully. We are just about to leave, and I decide to break most ties to where I used to be, "Hey there you."

"Hey," said Janny, my current girlfriend who I have been losing feelings towards for a long time now, it's all out of pity that I stayed this long. "What's up babe?"

"Oh nothing, just leaving for Dova University tomorrow."

"Really?! That's awesome, isn't that the college your shit of a brother goes to?"

"Ya, where are you goin'?"

"I think just a JC, nowhere special."

"Oh, really? Hmmm, well this makes this easier."