The Gathering of the Legends: Book Two

Unwelcome Answers

Written by: LegendsGuardian

Original Summary: A new year, a continuation of an old problem. Tensions start to rise, and the warriors find themselves at an impasse. Leaving them with no other choice but to walk into the trap the enemy has laid for them. …And what occurs, is one thing they never expected...

...Some questions are better left unanswered.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Ronin, the Warlords, or anything that is officially affiliated with them.

Rating: T for violence and the occasional use of language.


Prologue:

January 1997:


The rain beat endlessly against the window, the normally undetectable sound magnified by the stillness of the house. The sole occupant in the bedroom on the upper floor was drawn in on herself, deep in thought, her eyebrows creased into a slight frown.

It was coming…What she was unsure of, but she could most certainly feel it. She was also more than aware that she had not been the only one to detect whatever it might be. The big question right now, was what exactly was this feeling, and why did it have her so concerned?

The woman ran a hand through her long blueish-black hair, closing her eyes for a moment. All the warriors had been present for over a week now, and there had been no sign of Raikken at all. No one could fathom why, or what it meant, except for her, since Kayura knew that Universe was keeping the enemy at bay.

At least, until the Lady Ancient or someone else told her that she had done enough for the time. Even at that, Kayura very much doubted that'd stop the Scout and get her to go back to hiding in the shadows completely. It was one less thing for Kayura to worry about.

She suddenly sighed heavily through her nose, why did this all have to be so difficult? There was much she needed to tell the Ronin Warriors, but couldn't because it was not the right time, or because she was not permitted to. Oh! Who had come up with some of those stupid rules anyway?

Knowing the truth of a matter could help save a life, the way she saw it. It also was not like she could risk being placed in the middle of things. Especially when she was their former enemy, brainwashed or not, it was not a very good thing for her to have to skirt around the truth. She needed them to trust her, so how was she supposed to gain their trust when she couldn't tell them a quarter of what was really going on?

She sighed and got to her feet, now able to hear the murmurings of people talking downstairs, and put on her slippers. The woman walked over to the window and stared out over the drenched grounds.

No matter what she did, or tried to think about, it would always return to that one feeling she had for she just could not shake it. That one feeling where everything seemed to sink to the bottom of your stomach, and remain there no matter what you tried. She had been dealing with this uneasiness for a while, and it had only gotten worse now that she had comeback to the Mortal Realm.

Kayura let out a pained sigh, she would love to know the cause for her unease…But, she was smart enough to know that she would find out only after it was too late…

Truer words could not have been spoken.