OK, this is my first story, so please don't be too harsh. Hope you like it,
but R&R anyways. Disclaimer: I don't own the Ronin Warriors (except Rye).
Prologue: Time to Restart
Kale turned back for one more look at the warriors. Ahead of him Sehkment, Dais and Kyra all paused to do the same. None of them could help by smile as they looked upon the recent victors. Talpa was gone and both the mortal world and netherealm were safe once more. Or so the warlords (and warlady) thought. But Talpa had controlled him for so many eons that Sehkment took no noticed as Talpa once more took over his mind.
"The ronins will not defeat me, I am Talpa!" hissed the dictator as he viewed the celebrating ronins through his warlord's eyes. "I'll go back, back to before they had their armors. Then the mortal world shall be mine to command! Yes, that will do just fine." An evil grin appeared on Sehkments' face but was taken over by a look of discouragement. "I don't have enough energy to create another body," Talpa mused through his subordinates' mouth. "But maybe..." Talpa swiftly spread his control to the other warlords and prepared their power. Kyra noticed the warlords as they started to combine their powers.
"What are you doing?" she asked, but then she caught sight of the Sehkments' eyes. The pupils had shrunk to mere pinpoints, and the iris had turned a bright, glowing, demon red. "What's going on?" thought the warlady. Suddenly Talpa's evil laugh reached her ears. "No! He's still alive! But...how?" Kyra had no time to think, however, she knew that somehow she had to stop the warlords and break Talpa's hold on them. She straightened the Ancients' staff and started to call upon its power.
"It is too late Kyra. You have run out of time! Ha ha ha ha ha!" Talpa's cry boomed out, startling the ronins below.
"Talpa!" cried Ryo and Sage exclaimed,
"What's he doing here?" But the blonde's question remained unanswered. At that moment the combined power of the warlords exploded, casting everyone into oblivion, with Talpa's hideous laughter following them.
Prologue: Time to Restart
Kale turned back for one more look at the warriors. Ahead of him Sehkment, Dais and Kyra all paused to do the same. None of them could help by smile as they looked upon the recent victors. Talpa was gone and both the mortal world and netherealm were safe once more. Or so the warlords (and warlady) thought. But Talpa had controlled him for so many eons that Sehkment took no noticed as Talpa once more took over his mind.
"The ronins will not defeat me, I am Talpa!" hissed the dictator as he viewed the celebrating ronins through his warlord's eyes. "I'll go back, back to before they had their armors. Then the mortal world shall be mine to command! Yes, that will do just fine." An evil grin appeared on Sehkments' face but was taken over by a look of discouragement. "I don't have enough energy to create another body," Talpa mused through his subordinates' mouth. "But maybe..." Talpa swiftly spread his control to the other warlords and prepared their power. Kyra noticed the warlords as they started to combine their powers.
"What are you doing?" she asked, but then she caught sight of the Sehkments' eyes. The pupils had shrunk to mere pinpoints, and the iris had turned a bright, glowing, demon red. "What's going on?" thought the warlady. Suddenly Talpa's evil laugh reached her ears. "No! He's still alive! But...how?" Kyra had no time to think, however, she knew that somehow she had to stop the warlords and break Talpa's hold on them. She straightened the Ancients' staff and started to call upon its power.
"It is too late Kyra. You have run out of time! Ha ha ha ha ha!" Talpa's cry boomed out, startling the ronins below.
"Talpa!" cried Ryo and Sage exclaimed,
"What's he doing here?" But the blonde's question remained unanswered. At that moment the combined power of the warlords exploded, casting everyone into oblivion, with Talpa's hideous laughter following them.
