The Necklace

PROLOGUE

IN a land named Garden, Clay Guy returns home to his apartment after a long day at work. Despite living in this apartment for years he still struggles to unlock the door, much to his son's amusement who is sitting inside watching TV. Clay finally manages to unlock the door and proudly announces his entrance.

“I’m home!” He exclaims, but no one was there for his grand entrance. He looks down disappointed and closes the door. His son, Sword Guy, pops up from the couch and waves at his father. Sword was lounging on the couch wearing a grey shirt with the word ‘BROAD' in a white rectangle with a black order, dark grey pants, and white socks. Sword walks over to his dad and gives him a hug.

“Hey Dad. You ever gon' figure out how to unlock the door?” He says

“Hey Sword!” Clay returns the hug. Sword chuckles to himself, still appalled each time his real name is actually ‘Sword.’ My parents were lovers not namers, is that even a word, he thinks to himself. Clay laughs, and ruffles Swords hair, “I’ll figure it out, I’m getting better everyday. Where's your mom and brother? Nobody responded when I got home.”

“Mom’s out running a few errands and Broad's taking a nap.” Sword walks to the couch and sits on the handle, “I was here watching TV, rewatching ‘Fire Lord’ again. I thought it'd be pretty funny if no one answered." Sword snickers, "How was work?”

Clay walks over to the table on the left side of the door and places his work bag down onto a chair. “Same ol' same ol'.” He sighs and begins to search for something into his bag, “I did find something cool today!” Sword always loved the trinkets his dad brought home. He joins his dad at the table to see what he found this time. A few years ago there was a war which was forgotten. The veterans still live today but have no recollection of who their enemy was and why the war started, the war was wisely named ‘The Forgotten War.’ Clay was an archeologist who studied the various battlefields for any clues on the enemies of the war, sometimes he’ll find something too cool to turn in and bring it home to show his family.

“What’d you find?” Sword asks.

“It’s this necklace!” Clay says pulling out a golden chained necklace with a small emerald hanging on the end. “I could possibly get in trouble for taking this, but it was so cool I couldn’t resist!”

“That looks really cool Dad! I wonder who it belonged to?” Sword puzzles.

“Oh I know who it belongs to, us now.” Clay says laughing.

Sword chuckles at the stupid joke, “Pretty funny Dad, but what if this necklace meant a lot to someone, it could belong to one of those mysterious enemies or a veteran and they could be looking for it!” Sword argues.

Clay contemplates the thought, he knows it was wrong of him to take the necklace. It was the first personal belonging found on any battlefield and could possibly lead to more future discoveries but he was drawn to it, something told him he had to take it home. “Hmm, good point, here, I’ll give you the necklace, you can search to see if anyone is missing this necklace and if you can’t find anyone give it back to me and I'll turn it in.” Clay suggests and hands it to Sword. Sword takes the necklace and studies it, he notes the necklace is in good condition and clean despite being buried for who knows how long. The chain is still intact, possibly meaning it wasn’t around someone's neck and ripped off.

“Okay! I can do that!” Sword pockets the necklace determined to find who the necklace belonged to ready for his quest to begin. "You won't get in trouble for taking this though? And then technically giving it away?"

"Bah! It's fine" Clay waves away the trouble, "Nobody knows I took it, besides if it really did belong to a veteran it's better they have it, if it meant something to them, rather than it being locked in an office to forever be studied. Now Imma go clean up, good luck on your search." Clay leaves and goes to his room leaving Sword by himself. Sword shrugs off his worries and goes back to watching TV leaving the owner searching for tomorrow.