Warring People
by SailorEevee
Authors note: I'm trying to work out a few kinks in my other fics, so don't worry, I'll get them out! This one came to me in a dream, and I figured I'd try it and see what you all thought. This is a major crossover, with Digimon, Pokemon, Magic Knights Rayearth, Sailor Moon, and maybe a few other things.
It was a planet of wastes, a planet of problems. Deserts in the south, snowy tundra in the north, and rough and windy seas everywhere else. No one knew why earth wanted Animanga, but they soon took it over, murdering many of the natives. The ones left, the earthians took, creating the mixed blood population. It was easy to tell them apart. The few pure bloods, as they were called, have heavily slanted eyes, to protect against the sand. The mixed bloods eyes were rounded, because of earthian heritage, and were slightly shorter and stockier. When the earthians left, the mixed bloods quickly took over the governing of the people. Most lived in the capital city of Mixxa, in the middle of the desert south. This is a tale about the war of heritage that took place there. The Pure bloods rebelled after being banished in year 50 AI(after invasion). They fought under the leadership of General Yamato, called the lone wolf. The government fought back under Prince Tai, and a captured desert monster. But the real hero of the war was a boy, half mixed, half pure, half-brother to Yamato. This is their story...
The sands played on the wind, blowing in circles and whirls. A small yellow figure crep across the sands, trying it's very best not to be seen by a larger predator. More yellow figures bounded up. conversing in tiny "pika pika" sounds. They did not know that they were being watched by a different type of hunter, a human. A spear appeared out of nowhere, and went straight through one of the yellow rabbits. The others took off, but the man did not chase them. His name was Mamoru, his earth name was Darien, used more because he was a mixed blood.
He gripped his catch tightly, and walked back to the rest of the hunters. They simply nodded to him and started walking back to the proud capital of Mixxa. As they entered the city, Darien could not help but stare around him. The streets were filled with life. Peddlers carted fruits and vegetables through the streets as children laughed and giggled when they passed. It was a happy city, not even affected by the fights over heritage in other cities. It was too bad, that the beginning of the fighting in Mixxa would start today...
"Papa, Papa!" The little boy cried, running through the small garden in their yard. "Momma wants you to get some potatoes for the stew tonight!" A man, slanted eyes sqinting in the sun, motioned his tiny son over to one of the plants. "Yamato, I want to show you somthing. You see this plant?" The boy nodded. " It symbolises the people of Animanga. This vine around the plant is the mixed bloods, the government. See how the vine is choking the plant?" Yamato nodded again, eyes wide in facination. "This plant may have the life choked out of it, but it will never truly die. it spreads its seeds, and those will keep the people alive." Yamato looked up at his father, asking quietly, "Am I a seed?" Mr. Ishida nodded, eyes fixed on his son. The boy frowned, trying to make sense of the whole matter, when a crash sounded in the house.
The man ran in, taking Yamato by the hand. Two soldiers stood by the broken door. Yamato's mother stood silently in fear as the soldiers reached toward Mr. Ishida. Yamato was thrown to the floor as his father was strangled before his very eyes. The other soldier grabbed Yamato and ran out of the house, running all the way to the edge of the city. He threw the boy down hard in the sand, than stood over him. "You pure bloods don't belong here." he sneered, that he pulled out his knife and slashed the boy right across the face. He kicked the boy again and left, sure that the boy would die.
by SailorEevee
Authors note: I'm trying to work out a few kinks in my other fics, so don't worry, I'll get them out! This one came to me in a dream, and I figured I'd try it and see what you all thought. This is a major crossover, with Digimon, Pokemon, Magic Knights Rayearth, Sailor Moon, and maybe a few other things.
It was a planet of wastes, a planet of problems. Deserts in the south, snowy tundra in the north, and rough and windy seas everywhere else. No one knew why earth wanted Animanga, but they soon took it over, murdering many of the natives. The ones left, the earthians took, creating the mixed blood population. It was easy to tell them apart. The few pure bloods, as they were called, have heavily slanted eyes, to protect against the sand. The mixed bloods eyes were rounded, because of earthian heritage, and were slightly shorter and stockier. When the earthians left, the mixed bloods quickly took over the governing of the people. Most lived in the capital city of Mixxa, in the middle of the desert south. This is a tale about the war of heritage that took place there. The Pure bloods rebelled after being banished in year 50 AI(after invasion). They fought under the leadership of General Yamato, called the lone wolf. The government fought back under Prince Tai, and a captured desert monster. But the real hero of the war was a boy, half mixed, half pure, half-brother to Yamato. This is their story...
The sands played on the wind, blowing in circles and whirls. A small yellow figure crep across the sands, trying it's very best not to be seen by a larger predator. More yellow figures bounded up. conversing in tiny "pika pika" sounds. They did not know that they were being watched by a different type of hunter, a human. A spear appeared out of nowhere, and went straight through one of the yellow rabbits. The others took off, but the man did not chase them. His name was Mamoru, his earth name was Darien, used more because he was a mixed blood.
He gripped his catch tightly, and walked back to the rest of the hunters. They simply nodded to him and started walking back to the proud capital of Mixxa. As they entered the city, Darien could not help but stare around him. The streets were filled with life. Peddlers carted fruits and vegetables through the streets as children laughed and giggled when they passed. It was a happy city, not even affected by the fights over heritage in other cities. It was too bad, that the beginning of the fighting in Mixxa would start today...
"Papa, Papa!" The little boy cried, running through the small garden in their yard. "Momma wants you to get some potatoes for the stew tonight!" A man, slanted eyes sqinting in the sun, motioned his tiny son over to one of the plants. "Yamato, I want to show you somthing. You see this plant?" The boy nodded. " It symbolises the people of Animanga. This vine around the plant is the mixed bloods, the government. See how the vine is choking the plant?" Yamato nodded again, eyes wide in facination. "This plant may have the life choked out of it, but it will never truly die. it spreads its seeds, and those will keep the people alive." Yamato looked up at his father, asking quietly, "Am I a seed?" Mr. Ishida nodded, eyes fixed on his son. The boy frowned, trying to make sense of the whole matter, when a crash sounded in the house.
The man ran in, taking Yamato by the hand. Two soldiers stood by the broken door. Yamato's mother stood silently in fear as the soldiers reached toward Mr. Ishida. Yamato was thrown to the floor as his father was strangled before his very eyes. The other soldier grabbed Yamato and ran out of the house, running all the way to the edge of the city. He threw the boy down hard in the sand, than stood over him. "You pure bloods don't belong here." he sneered, that he pulled out his knife and slashed the boy right across the face. He kicked the boy again and left, sure that the boy would die.
