The two men stood frozen across from each other. Well thats what you would call them at first glance,"men". On second glance,you would say they were men doing very well in life,on third, you would start to notice ones skin was so pale you would swear it was glowing.The others was so tanned you would think he would eather burst into flames or spontainiously become cancerous. On fourth glance you would pointedly descide that they would best be described as "beings".On your fith and final glance you would finaly notice you had a terible headache, and that the "beings" were so beautiful they hurt your eyes. You wouldn't have a sixth glance because unless you were very special, you would be dead.

The two beings stood across from each other, aparently locked in battle. This though was unlike anything you had ever seen. Spanning millions of years thousands of miles, this battle had consumed trilions of lives.

"ANU" "ANU-SAN" "GET UP OR WE'LL BE LATE!!!"

The pale boy sat up with a start. His light blonde hair ruffled in the cool morning breeze coming from the grove outside hinted with the smell of freshly ripened apples, and (more powerfully) peaches. The call came again.
"ANU DONT MAKE ME CALL MOM"

The boy knew this was a bluff, but it sent a ghost of a smile rippling across his lips.