The Shadow Wielder and the five Elements

Chapter 1: A caged,shadow wielder

(All characters belong to their original owner. But the plot is all mine)

Soft, short styled, strands of teal colored hair swayed back and forth gently as a cool, light breeze drifted in through a small, iron barred window into a room where a large, black iron made cage laid. Where it woke a sleeping 16 year old, creamy pale skinned boy from his dreams. "Mmmuumm." He yawned out stretching his frail arms over his head to get all the cramps out of his muscles. Slowly he opened his azure blue, doe eyes to see the cage 's door. He was wearing a loose fitted white t-shirt that ended at his knees and a black leather collar around his thin, frail neck. "Breakfast time, shadow wielder!" A rough voice yelled out, as a bowl of grapes and strawberries was pushed into the cage from a little slot in the cage's door. "Thank you." He said in a monotone voice, grabbing the bowl and placing it on his right side. "Its cold." He stated as he raised his right hand making deep, dark purplish black shadows slither and crawl across the stone floor to get to him. Slowly they wrapped and curled around his frail body, trying g to keep him warm. Just before he could eat he heard four pairs of heavy footsteps come closer to his room. 'Who is it?' He thought tilting his head sideways as the room's oak wooded door was slammed open to show four figures. Three of the figures wore black armor and a long, steel sword strapped to their waist on the left side. While the one at the front of the group was wearing a long, white robe and hat. "By order of King Roland the third. You are to be taken to the castle to become a slave to the five Elements and to serve the until no longer needed!" The robed figure announced walking up to the cage and unlocking it. "Who are you?" The boy whispered out standing up slowly and walking over to the three armed men. One of them clicked a metal chain to the front of the leather collar. "We are the royal guard and messengers of our beloved King!" The robe man said grabbing the end of the chain Leash and tugging it making the tealet stumble. "I'm Kuroko Tetsuya" He stated as his eyes stared at the brick floor, as they were walking down the hall. The three guards on each side of him."You don't have a name, you are just a shadow wielder and slave nothing more." The guard on the left sneered out looking at Kuroko in disgust. "But...'Slap'" Kuroko started before all of a suddenly his face went side ways.
Slowly almost cautiously he reached up a pale hand feeling his already Redding check. "No, buts, now get in" the messenger snapped out lowering his hand and wiping it on his robe as if he was touching something gross. Then he pushed a startled Kuroko into the back seat of a black carriage that had two white strands at the front of it, locking the door in the process. After the door was locked, Kuroko settled down. "Mum, I'm hungry." He yawned out patting his stomach before curling up into a small ball on the carriage's fluffy carpets floor. Slowly falling into a dreamless sleep by the swaying motion of the carriage. Soon only darkness greeted him with open arms embracing him in a blanket of shadows.