Two hooded figures appeared in a deserted street. There was no light to speak of, and it was tricky to make out any discerning figures. A gruff command was barked out, and a flame crackled to life in the palm of one of the figures. The fire flickered and made shadows dance on the ground as the light illuminated the way. It's light fell on the face of a beautiful woman clutching a bundle to her chest. She took off her hood and let a tightly woven braid fall down to her shoulders. It was a soft brown with blond highlights. She would frequently look down at the bundle, her face full of emotion.
The other person removed their hood and the head of a man was revealed. He had a gentle face and a soft expression. His hair was as black as ebony with fierce streaks of gold. He would throw a quick gaze to the woman, and then look back ahead.
They didn't walk far when the woman froze. Not far ahead, there was a man sitting by an open fire. She glanced worriedly at the man; he shook his head and urged her silently onward.
It wasn't long before the couple stood in front of the other man. He seemed to be middle aged, with the same dark hair, but with orange streaks. He had a small beard forming around his chin. He stroked it thoughtfully as he spoke.
"Well, Aidan and Arianna, I've been waiting for quite some time."
The man, Alex, bowed low. "I'm sorry Alex, it took longer than we both expected." He gestured to Arianna who now gripped the bundle harder. "But, you promised us that you would train our son, and we are ready."
Arianna squeezed her eyes shut as tears flowed softly down her cheek. Alex noticed this and turned his gaze onto her. "Arianna, are you ready to let go?"
She winced as he spoke, but nodded silently. Aidan resumed his spot beside her. Arianna pulled back the top of the bundle and the light was cast upon a sleeping baby. Arianna stroked the cheek lovingly as the tears dripped onto the blanket wrapped around the child. It let out a soft gurgle as a tear landed on it's cheek.
Alex looked anxiously down at the baby. He frowned slightly. "How old is he? He can't be more than a few months."
Aidan let out a rumbling laugh. "He's almost two. He was born early, just like me. He can talk though. Those are your only requirements. We've met them fully."
Alex grunted and looked at the boy. "Well, it's time for me to depart. Say good-bye here, and I'll contact you when it's time."
Aidan nodded solemnly and looked over at Arianna again. "It's time to say good-bye love."
She stifled a sob as she nodded. Then she gently reached in and pulled out the little boy's hand. She kissed it and whispered softly. A small flame left her lips and rested on her son's hand. The boy's eyes flickered, but didn't open. Arianna carried him over to Alex and put her only son into his arms.
"His name is Andrew; please take care of him" Her eyes bore into Alex's. He smiled crookedly.
"I'll treat him as if he were my own son." Arianna kissed him on the cheek and turned back to Aidan. Alex stood where he was, and looked at the tiny flame that was still resting on the infant's hand. The colour drained from his face as he stared into the fire. Then he growled a short command. He started to fade out as the fire that was on the ground leapt up around him. The fire, Alex, and the young baby known as Andrew vanished, leaving Aidan and Arianna in the darkness.
Aidan whispered softly and another flame jumped up into his palm. Arianna stood, frozen with shock. The tears flowed stronger down her face. Aidan wiped her tears away and put his arm around her. She leaned into him, and they walked into the shadows, where they would wait. The future of their infant son, was now in the hands of Alex.
