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"So what's the problem, love?" the boy said as he tied a red cloth around his soot colored hair and topped it off with his gray cap. His chain jingled like a bell. He put on his faded brown jacket and pushed up the sleeves. He left the front open, purposely showing off his body. I tried to remember why I was there. I then noticed three scares on his left cheek. "Too much for ya?" He smirked.

He didn't move, his body stood as if he was frozen. I wouldn't be able to move too with all that leather on. His scars that ran across his face and down his chest peaked me interest. I wanted to touch them and ask how he got them, but that was obviously not what a silent guy would reveal about his past.

At first I couldn't tell if he was pissed off or just trying to stare me down with those green eyes of his. My mind was running every where. He was mad, but still cute with his wavy blond hair turning away from his face. I didn't know what to say.

The lights reflected off his Wolverine-like blades. His get-up was flaming red; his eyes, hair tattoos, and cloak. His cloak flowed down, contouring his defined abs and chest. He smirked, grazed his blades together, and disappeared underneath his cloak.

The brothers turned around in unison. The youngest flashed a quiet smile, the oldest showed no satisfaction in seeing me. Instead the oldest turned away to wrap his burnt forearm with tape. His brother leaned against the wall, still smiling. The youngest scratched his head which ruffled his light brown hair. He was cute in a way that was totally new to me. He didn't have a particular taste in clothing, he just sort of slapped on whatever he could find. Today he wore a brown polo and a red-and-black flame jacket. Both sleeves were sewn on the creases due to all the distress. The bottom of the jacket looked scorched. He sported single bead brac

His hazel eyes gazed, not wanting to look at my face. They appeared glassy and bright. His hair was almost perfect. It was like each light strand caressed his fair cheekbones. I couldn't help but watch his soft pink lips as he spoke. He was a dream. He even wore a tattered burnt pink scarf and a black coat elegantly. Where do guys like this come from?

Polychrome Chapter 1 Polychrome Chapter One/ Intro: Welcome to a planet called Earth. It's a little blue spec compared to the rest of every universe out there, but I call it home. This Earth, it isn't the one you knew, from your time, it's very different. I'm telling you the story of this future struggle in hopes that it can be prevented. The world seems happy now. We have world peace, no world hunger,no crime. Seems like a paradise, right? Anyway there's just three countries on Earth now. Pangea, a giant country made up of most of the world. Vandalia, one of the oldest countries that still stand, but it goes by this name now. Finally, Poly

He moved his fair hair out of his dark eyes. He was so young, about 14 years old was my guess. What was a kid doing in a night club like this? A kid eying me from across the room?

I looked at the dark haired boy on the sidewalk. He was shivering and holding himself tight. The only thing keeping his mind off the cold was the music streaming through the large headphones. I put the car into park and shut off the engine. I wrapped my coat around me. The boy's breathe and mine were clearly visible. I watched the cloud of heat float away. His icy blue eyes looked up. I knelt to his level. I could see the pride in his eyes that didn't want my help, but at the same time they were begging for somewhere warm to stay. I tossed my green coat on his shoulders. He soon slipped it on. I led him to my car, making it clear that I was t