This story starts in the far future. The sexes were separated; the only means for babies were vials of sperm from the men.
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If within the female ranks a male was born; he was shipped off to the males.
This is the story of three special children born in the year of the Red Storm. 3642
"Sarlinda, what did you have?"
"A boy, my lady."
"Cartishenda, what did you have?"
"A girl."
"Name the boy, Sarlinda, and ship him off."
"Yes, my lady." At that she touches him on the cheek and names him 'Tritan'."
"Linda, will you name her for me?"
"Why, Shenda?"
"Because I think you put your whole heart and soul into that boy."
"I did." At that she places him into the carrier. It flickers and disappears, once the name was encoded."
"Oh. Well this little lady will be named Ariesta."
"That is beautiful." At that the sad mother walks away.
As the years pass many notice some strange things about Ariesta. She had some male tendencies. Instead of playing like a gentle little girl, she would rather climb a tree.
While the men were proud of Tritan, he was pure boy with no fears. But they worried about him too. He would scream in near terror of cutting his hair.
Ten years old, but on opposite sides; Ariesta and Tritan had a secrete.
None knew of it and they were going to keep it that way. Each night they could feel when the moon was active in her powers, or each day when the sun was in his.
But what would upset the balance would be the knowledge of each other.
They accidently found each other mentally playing with the moon and her children the stars.
(Ariest, are you going to play tonight?)
(If you like. Where do you wish to go?)
(To the lake, near the falls.)
(Swimming?)
(Not tonight.)
(Okay, when Mistress Moon is at her peak. I will meet you there.)
(Okay.)
Once Mistress Moon was at her peak, the two ten year olds appear.
"Tritan, what is wrong? Why are you so bruised?"
"The men are starting our lessons. They are training us to fight you."
"Why? What gave we done?"
"The men wish to conquer the females."
"So that is why...?"
"What?"
"They have moved me to the warrior's section of the castle."
"So they are gonna start training you too."
"Yes, Tritan, we will mentally connect until we come to battle. But we can't meet anymore."
"I will miss you my friend. Here." At that he cuts some of his long black hair and gives it to her.
"Take some of mine." She sits still for him to cut some of her blondish red hair. Once it was done they both disappear. Back at the castles both children were found gazing up at the moon.
As they years pass, the two become warriors in their own way.
Ariesta was an expert on hand to hand combat. She excelled in weapons fighting.
Tritan was her equal in every way. The two were softly muscled, tall around six feet even, and had a natural cat's grave.
Even all their senses were enhanced, but even as the years passed the two never forgot about each other.
Twenty-one years old, the war starts.
"Lady Karigeen, we are tired of living this way. Join with us in unity or fight."
"Lord Damjor, it will be war. No woman wishes what was done in the past."
"Lady Karigeen, we don't even know what separated us to begin with."
"But we do."
(Ariesta, are you there?) A deep voice softly asks.
(Yes, Tritan.) The husky beauty replies.
(What are they talking about? We were once a joined nation?)
(Yes, many thousand of years ago.)
(What happened?)
(I don't know...they have a lot of theories. But all I do that that is common is that it was all blamed on one man.)
(So how do we stop this damn war before it causes more damage then it already has?)
(We let them know about us?)
(This is one time I wish Mistress Moon or Master Sun could speak to us.)
(Agreed.) At that the two open their eyes and gaze into the others.
To the shock of others on both sides of the field the two step out to greet the other after eleven years of no vision.
"Tritan, wow you have grown."
"And you Ariesta, are even more beautiful then ever." To the shock of both the lady and lord the two hug each other.
"Daughter?!"
"Son?!"
"Yes?" both ask.
"How do you know this man?"
"Dancing under Mistress Moon."
"How do you know this female?"
"Dancing under Mistress Moon."
"But no one under the age of thirty is allowed out of the castle."
"There are more then one way to leave the castle, father." Tritan laughs.
"And you young woman."
"Just like he said, mother." Grins the beauty.
"Why?" both parents ask in one voice.
"Because in each other we found balance."
"Balance for what, little one?"
"The unity balance, Lord Damjor."
"Explain, please."
"The Master Sun and Mistress Moon. They are united by their children the stars. We know that they are together. They just work different hours."
"But every now again they come together as one." Ariesta replies softly
"What do you think we should do? Forget what happened those many years ago and become one again."
"I don't know Lady Karigeen, but if the men don't remember it why are we still dwelling on it?
To the shock of all Tritan folds his arms around Ariesta's waist. Then suddenly they both vanish.
"How in the hells did they do that? And Lord Damjor, I want know who the fathers are of those children."
"Hell woman, I want to know who the mothers are."
"Agreed, meet me near the falls between the castles."
"Fine, two hours."
Two hours later, six adults meet at the falls to see a beautiful sight. Both Tritan and Ariesta naked asleep on the bank, their hair fluttering in the gentle breeze.
"Tritan, Ariesta?"
Upon hearing their names the two look up to see their parents with unknowns.
"These are your parents. Come and meet them." As the two stand wraps magically appear to cover their bodies.
"Daughter, I am Shaden."
"I am called Ariesta, welcome into my life." To his surprise and joy she hugs him.
"Son, I am called Sarlinda."
"I am Tritan. Welcome into my life, mother." With that he hugs her. "You loved me anyway."