When the wars between The Beasts and The Ancients first began, there was a small bit of worry. But, no one was too worried. They expected the Ancients to somehow overcome their counterparts and create a safe haven for all cookie kind.

..That plan was, less then.. Successful. It had been an entire season and the cookies were still fighting over territory, although most Beasts had the ability to create matter, they wanted more. The Ancients attempted to assure their citizens of their safety.. It was all too much, even the witches got involved.

On the Three Hundred and Seventy First day of fighting, the witches called to the Ancients and Beasts. They wanted peace amongst their cookies.. They gave them both a small look over before giving them their case at peace.

Two children. Innocent, pure baked cookies. Dough molded into a soft shape of a Gingerbread men.. Their duty was to watch over the children. As the Cookies of their cities heard, the child began to be worshipped. It was said the children held the power to choose the winner of this war.. Who was the true thief.

You, are one of the children. The Beasts and Ancients are both having a meeting.. Deciding who will take which child.