It was a chilly afternoon in the town of Herkrule. Endo was outside his house, waiting for his 3 brothers. Today, he was going to Sensei's house with his brothers to begin training. What kind of training, he did not know. Shuddering, he tightened the red strap that was woven over his face. As he did, his fourteen year old brother, Endee, came out. "What's up, short stuff?" asked Endee. "Just because I'm one year younger than you doesn't mean I'm short." Replied Endo. Rolling his eyes, Endee stroked his red hair with his hands. "Hey Midget, you taking part in Midget Day Parade?!" Endo's fifteen year old brother, Endi, came out the house strutting. Not replying, Endo gave Endi a very rude hand gesture that would have angered many parents. Now, where was Endark?, thought Endo. Just because he's 21 doesn't mean he can take forever... Endo figured since he learned teleportation last year, he can get to Sensei's house by himself. As the three brothers went off, they wandered what sorcery and magic Sensei's would teach them.... As they walked, Endo thought back. His parents where somewhere, somewhere where they did not know. Their last gifts were the straps the four sons possess. Red for Endo, black for Endee, black and red for Endi, and a strange blue for Endark. His parents also had a strange obsession with names beginning with En... The three brothers lived in their parents house. A nice neighbor did them a favor and created an illusion that made other people see the house as a open yard. Money was no problem, since the Makarks had lots of it stored away. As Endo Makark started to jog, he thought endlessly about his past. He barely remembered his parents, let alone his childhood. Hopefully the future will clear up the mysteries shrouded in his mind. "Hey, Slowbro, what are you doing, waiting for Christmas in a Jewish house?" Smirking at Endi's wise crack, he caught up to his brothers. (continue?)