this Sanders Sides fanfic was inspired by the song Soldier, Poet, King by Oh Hellos (check it out it’s a good song) this is my first time writing something like this, and so I wanted to share this since I was proud of the story and how far it has come (even though it’s probably really bad). I have already planned out what happens next, let me know if this should be a blog or just post the rest in parts, Enjoy!!!
word count: 2,162
Once upon a time, there is a legend about three sons. The oldest was the king, the middle was the soldier and the youngest was the poet. They all went their separate ways and went to have their own adventures. The legend says that the soldier went to every city while carrying a mighty sword, and will tear every bandit that the city had a problem with. It also says that the poet would go to every town, spreading his writings. Some of his writings were good, and some were bad. And lastly the King, he was actually a good ruler for his town. He was praised for making peace with so many enemies that they had. He treated his people fairly and would solve any problems that the country was having. One day the king was on his deathbed and next to him were his brothers, the soldiers, and the poet. They laid there until the king took his last breath. Once the king was buried and his son was to take the throne, the soldier and the poet disappeared, and never to be seen again. Since then the people of the town created a holiday specially made the three sons called “Hero’s day”. The legend says that in 100 years, the day will come when the soldier, poet, and king would come back and will come back and work together as brothers. (… or maybe something more….?)
100 years later, today is the hero’s day event, and everyone is preparing for the festival that would happen that evening. In the west of the town, there are two twin brothers named Roman, he is the most energetic and cheerful teenager you will ever meet, and Remus, he is the most chaotic and disturbing teenager you will ever meet. Roman can also be a very imaginative person, so he likes to imagine himself as a hero for someone else in need. Remus is also an imaginative person, but instead imagining himself as a hero, he imagines himself as the villain. Their mother went up to their bedroom to see both of them was awake, but of course, she wasn’t surprised that she saw both of her sons asleep in bed. “Rise and shine, my little stars, today’s the big day.” Roman and Remus groans and Roman turns around and Remus slowly opens his eyes to see their mother bright and beautiful smile. “Good morning mother, why is today the big day,” Roman asked, his mother laughed at that response. Hero’s day was always their favorite holiday and she can’t believe that they forgot about it. “ Today is Hero’s day my son.” she got up and open the curtains of the room to make it brighter. Roman and Remus immediately got up, both stared at each other for a second and made the brightest smile you can ever see in a child’s face. “IT’S HERO DAY!!!!” Roman and Remus yelled excited for the day has in store for them. They both got out of bed to get ready while his mother was downstairs, getting breakfast ready. Roman goes downstairs first then Remus came down as well and sat on the table while his mother places a plate of food in front of them and enjoy their meal together. Remus finishes his food then it was Roman and was about to head out while his mother stayed back as she had something else to do but will meet them at the town. “Oh Roman, Remus,” his mother called them. “ before you go, I want to tell you two something. Something that has been passed down from generation to generation, and since you two have become of age, I will tell you.” she breathes in and out then start singing “ There will come a soldier, Who carries a mighty sword, He will tear your city down, o lei o lai o lord O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord He will tear your city down, o lei o lai o lord” she smiles up at them and hugs them tightly, “ I love you both so much sweetie, be safe.” Roman and Remus let go of the hug and look up at her “I love you too mom” they both said at the same time and then left the house on their way towards the town square. In the east of town, there is a boy named Logan. He is a level-headed, calm, and insightful teenager. The sun shines brightly through the window where Logan was sleeping. His eyes squinted and slowly open them. He got up and got ready for the day until he realizes that today is Hero day. He went downstairs to see his mother cooking breakfast and his father sitting at the table drinking a warm drink. “ Good morning mother, father,” Logan announced his presence. His parents and turned around and greeted him. “Goodmorning Lo-Lo,” his mother said and went back to her cooking. Logan smiled and went to the counter to grab his journal and immediately started writing whatever first came in his mind. His mother and father shared a look and his mother sat next to him at the table. “ Lo, I want to tell you something that I hope you don’t forget. You must carry this with you as long as you live.” Logan nodded as an understanding but also as for her to continue. His mother breathed slowly before she continued, then she began to sing. “There will come a poet, Whose weapon is his word, He will slay you with his tongue, o lei o lai o lord O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord He will slay you with his tongue, o lei o lai o lord” Logan smiled of understanding and continue with his breakfast. “ I’ll be going to the town square to see the festival, will you both be joining me?” Logan asked his parents and they both nodded. “ Yes logan we will, but first me and your father will have to do something before we head to the town square, you go on without us we will meet you there.” Logan nodded and left with his book in hand, reciting the words his mother told him while eating breakfast. The Northside is where the town square was recited but also where the rulers of the town stayed at as well. The royals son, Patton who is very nice and is full of courtesy teenager, was crowned king a day before Hero’s day, as he has already come of age for him to become ruler of the townsfolk. One of the maids knocks on the door and walks in, “ Your highness, it’s time to wake up, you have a big day ahead of you.” the maid said and she opens up the curtains, and she hears a groan coming from the newest king. “ come on your highness, today is Hero’s day the most important day that our townspeople ever celebrated.” as the Maid said that Patton immediately got up and got ready for the day. The maid shook her head and laughed softly at him, ‘ he never lost his child heart’ the maid thought “oh and your highness, your mother was you t speak to her at the garden, she said it’s important.” the maid said as she left the room leaving Patton to get ready. As he was done getting ready he looked at himself in the mirror, “you are the king now, you must be there for your people” Patton said to himself, and he left his room to go meet his mother in the garden. Once he walked into the garden he saw his mother sitting on the bench made out of cement, “ Good morning mother, you wanted to see me?” Patton asked his mother, and she nodded and she got up and walk towards her son, and held his hand. “Yes I wanted to tell you something important, something that I had to tell you until you had come to age and become King.” his mother said as she walks him through the garden. She clears her throat and begins to sing, “There will come a ruler, Whose brow is laid in thorn, Smeared with oil like David’s boy, o lei o lai o lord O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord Smeared with oil like David’s boy, o lei o lai o lord” his mother turns around facing his son and smiles, while Patton smiles and nodded to show that he understands the responsibility he has.
In the south of the town square, there is a boy named Virgil. He has a notable pessimistic personality, but he has a tendency to see the negative side of things. He woke up to the sound of fighting, probably his parents, Virgil thought. Virgil was grateful for this day, as he has an excuse to leave the house and not hear the yelling of his parents. He got up and got ready for the day ahead of him, excited to see his friends that he was going to meet at the town square. Once he made his way down to the kitchen he sees his mother sitting on a chair next to the table, she runs her hands through her hair and looks up and sees Virgil standing by the doorway. “Oh, Vee! You’re awake” she says forcing a smile on her face. Virgil understands the complications that his mother goes through, but she rather not show it towards him and wants to make it seem that everything is fine. Everything is not fine. “Good morning mom,” Virgil said smiling back at her. “Are you going towards town for Heroes day?” Virgil asked, his mother looked down at her hands almost sad and disappointed to not go to the festival with her son this year again. “No, I won’t be about to go with you this year… I’m sorry Virgil…” she said, Virgil looks down and smiles sadly, “it’s okay mom, I know you are trying and that’s the best thing about you,” Virgil said and looks up at her while holding her hands. She smiles at him and rubs his hand gently, she gets up and goes towards a jar that they keep in the cabinet. “I’ll give you some money that you can take for the festival,” she said as she counted the money, “this should be enough,” she said as she put back the jar and walked towards Virgil, money in hand. Virgil looks at his mother worryingly, “are you mom, I know how tight money is right now and-” his mother cut him off his sentence by giving him a loving embrace, “I am sure Virgil, you have grown so much and you have done a lot for this family, please as your mother, let me do this for you…” she said softly, Virgil almost on the verge of tears, but immediately wipe them away and nodded. She smiled up at him and gave him the money. “Go have fun my little stormcloud, I’ll be right here when you return,” she said, he made his way to the door and looked back at his mother and lightly smiled and waved her goodbye. She waved back and smile, but once he was out of hearing he lightly sings sadly, “O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord, He will tear your city down, o lei o lai…” she finishes as she watched her son walking towards the town square. The same area as Virgil, just down the block from him, there is a boy named Damien, he is very sarcastic, and likes to manipulate others, wakes up from the banging he hears from his door. ‘ father is home’ Damien thought as he slowly got up to open the door to see his father looking a little wonky, and reeks of alcohol. “Dee what have I told you about you locking your door ~,” his father said, swirling his words a bit, Damien sigh he doesn’t want to deal with this right now early in the morning, “yes father I know, It won’t happen again.” lie “good..” his father said as he made his way towards the hallway, Damien hears his father bump into things as he makes his way towards his bedroom. He closes his door and he gets ready for the day ready to see his crush that he was going to meet up at the festival. He makes his way towards the door, and he sees his lovely neighbor, “Hello Ms. Crofter, how is your morning?”
“Oh, good morning Dee, mines is going splendid, I hope I get to see you at the festival tonight.”
“Oh you will don’t worry, I’ll see you then Ms.Crofter,” he said as he walked towards town. Ms.Crofter smile went away right after he left, “O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord, He will tear your city down, o lei o lai…” the women said.
