Title: A Lost Soul
Author: Tigergirl
Rated: M
Disclaimer: I don't own Ronin Warriors. I do not gain any profit or benefits from writing fan fics of any kind with characters that aren't mine.
Summary: The war was over and yet everything has gone so wrong. With only White Blaze at his side, Ryo feels all alone in the world. When a new force comes for his armor, Ryo has nowhere else to turn except to those who can still hear him.
PROLOGUE
The war was over.
The evil overlord demon Talpa had been defeated and his Dark Warlords vanquished as well.
The Ronin Warriors won and freed the Mortal Realm. They remained with Mia after the final battle. They were saddened by their losses of the Ancient One and Mia's father. Ryo took a while to recover from the power of the strange white armor he had summoned to defeat Talpa.
Everyone got into a regular routine and Ryo was soon back up to his old self.
It was a quiet afternoon when the jeep pulled up to the house. After the engine cut, Ryo hopped out of the passenger seat while Mia climbed out of the driver seat.
"Could you get the mail, Ryo?" Mia asked, pulling a paper bag of groceries out of the back seat.
Ryo flashed her a big smile. "Sure thing, Mia!"
He jogged away from the house down to the mailbox. He pulled a few bills and a leaflet out. He was flipping through them as he walked back up the house. He lifted his head when he heard a strange whistling sound.
"What's that-,"
Suddenly, the windows of the house blew out in a fiery explosion. It violently hurled Ryo off his feet and into the jeep. Ryo gasped when his back collided with the front of the jeep, sending him tumbling over the hood and to the vehicle's side. Ryo picked up his head and stared through blurred vision at the house that was now on fire.
He reached a hand up to his throbbing head. His entire hand came back bathed in red. Ryo stumbled to his feet, his head whirling around. He shouted for his friends. He shouted for White Blaze. He shouted for Mia. His gaze fell on a fallen body several feet from him. Beside it was spilled groceries from a broken bag.
"Mia. Mia!"
Ryo stumbled towards her, but a wave of dizziness slammed him to his knees. The last thing he heard was a siren before losing consciousness.
END OF PROLOGUE
Author's Note: I'm trying to get a feel for how this fic is received. My Muses are kind of all bouncing ideas around and this is one that's been bounced back and forth. I'm posting the prologue and first chapter to see what feedback, if any, I get.