Black Rose

Chapter One:

Three distinguished cries were heard early one morning disturbing the peace of the remote village of Hage. Following the sound back to three different baskets sitting in front of a church door; the priest of the small church comes out to look deeply at the three crying babies.

"Three more for us then." he sighed heavily while kneeling to take a peek at the children before taking them inside. While inside he uses his magic to start a fire in the loft. While holding one child to calm their crying he hummed to them softly while flicking away the leftover fire lingering on his fingertips.

"Come now that's a good boy," he whispered while smiling widely down at the crying baby in his arms; he was waiting patiently for the baby to calm down and rest. The other two children had already calmed and were sleeping soundly. When the baby in his arms finally starts to quiet his cries the Priest slowly sets him into the basket he had been found in. All three baskets now rested securely in the middle of his single-wide bed.

"There now, I was starting to think you would never calm down." the man sighed while sounding revealed. After setting the baby down he stood straight again and stretched his back. Carrying around three crying children until they calm down had most definitely put a small strain on the middle-aged man's back. After a moment of stretching, he stared down at the children in thought; two boys, and one girl. The priest watched silently for a moment contemplating whether the boys looked similar or not before he crouched down so his face was level with the side of his bed.

"Are you siblings?" he questioned while picking out similarities among the three; only seeing similarities between the girl and the two boys. "The boys look to be the same age so it's possible for them to be brothers, or possibly twins as well." As he was inspecting the two children the third let out a short mewling noise in her sleep, seeming to remind the man that she was there too.

"Ah yes and you as well; you seem to be a bit older than these two." he paused and looked closely at the differences in the ways all three children were sleeping. "However you do share similar traits with both of them." He first observed the dark-haired boy sleeping soundly.

"This one's sweet and well-behaved," he commented before moving his gaze over to the second boy who was smiling in his sleep. "And this one is-" he paused when the baby began mewling in his sleep happily. The priest smiled nervously. "This one is spirited."

Moving on to the final child he watched confused for multiple moments as the baby girl slept soundly but held a wide smile on her face. "This one is going to be a hand full," he muttered more to himself than he meant to.

"Now let's see your names," he mumbled while slowly pulling the white sheet away from the first baby, first taking notice of the blue gem necklace pulled beside him, before noticing the single name written beautifully on his chest.

"Yuno." he smiled as he read the neat handwriting; the priest felt that it was a fitting name for the calm young lad. Moving on to the second boy the man gently tried to pull away the blanket but was completely blindsided by a kick to the nose. Stumbling back with blood dripping down his nose the Priest glared at the smiling boy who was now sprawled out and his foot was hanging over the edge of the basket. His anger completely vanished however when the boy's name was now completely visible.

"Asta." he smiled at the fitting name the boy had. "Now let's move onto you." he moved slowly as he got closer afraid of being kicked in the face a second time. When closer he immediately noticed that her sheets were not white like the other two, but instead a royal purple color; a color that was common among royals. He stared for multiple minutes at the craftsmanship of the basket and of the soft strange material the baby laid upon. She continued to sleep with a smile on her face as he slowly moved the blanket away to reveal her name beautifully written on the chest of her small shirt.