Hey there everyone, Redx117 here to just introduce my latest Shugo Chara fanfic, I think everyone is going to love this one 

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Shugo Chara, but if I did I could die happily, but alas I do not…(sigh)

Important Note: I just want to give everyone a heads up. I will be shipping out for Basic Combat Training for the National Guard (yes I am a soldier who watches and loves anime) and wont be able to get on a computer for about 2 months or more. In my free time I hope to at least write some rough drafts but I'm sorry for those who like this story. Don't worry I have no intention of abandoning this story or my other Shugo Chara fanfic, Shadow of the Past. As soon I get the chance I am going to update both of them. So incase I don't update soon, it's because I am at Basic Combat Training and when I do get back I will make a new update.

Anyway without further ado, here is my latest fanfic…

S H U G O C H A R A

B E G I N S

Chapter 1: To Become Legend

It was a beautiful afternoon, the sun was setting as two figures walked alongside one another in the setting sun. They were surrounded by lush vegetation and beautiful flowers as they strolled along chatting with one another without a care in the world.

One of the figures was a young man of about 18. He had amazingly handsome midnight blue hair that reached past his eyes which were also the same color as his hair. His eyes themselves radiated with a strength that no one could match, but they also shone with a warmth and happiness that had never been present before. He had a well chiseled face with a strong jaw and lush lips. He had a lean figure, not to bulky and not to skinny either. He was the perfect kind of guy that any girl would drool over.

The figure next to him was a young girl of about 13 years of age. She had bright pink-hair that reached all the way down to her shoulders. Her innocent honey eyes glowed with joy and warmth and a loving radiance as they gazed upon the young man with midnight blue hair. She was about a head shorter than the young man, but her figure was definitely stunning for someone her age. Although she was still developing as a woman, she had slender and smooth cream colored skin and an hourglass figure that any guy would drool over as well.

"Ikuto," said the little pink haired girl, "this mansion is beautiful. Your father really outdid himself. You really deserve this place after everything you have been through and done. This place truly is amazing, I've never been to a home that has been so large and beautiful."

The young man, named Ikuto, just continued to walk on as he glanced lovingly at the girl that was walking next to him. She was continuously turning around and looking everywhere as she marveled at the sight of the mansion. "Oh I don't know, Amu," said Ikuto, his signature smirk forming on his face, "I'm looking at someone more beautiful than this entire place altogether."

The young girl named Amu blushed madly as she turned away from embarrassment. "Ikuto," she whispered as she turned her back to him. The young midnight haired man just went up behind her and put his arms around her waist and back as he hugged her close to him. "Amu," said Ikuto quietly. The young girl turned around and looked up into his eyes. It was one of those rare few times where Ikuto actually had a genuine smile on his face as he looked longingly at Amu, who was herself unable to stop her heart from pounding in her chest. "I want to thank you Amu for everything you have done for me," started Ikuto as he put his hand gently underneath her chin, "without you I would have been trapped under Easter's control forever and they would still exist. It was you that changed me so much, you showed me compassion and kindness and most importantly love."

By now Amu herself was beginning to tear up a little. She had never seen this side of Ikuto before. Ever since they had all defeated Easter together and released Ikuto from his chain of slavery, she had begun to fall more and more in love with him. This was one of those moments where she wanted nothing more than to just tell him that she loved him and wanted to be with him forever, but her 'cool n' spicy' outer character was preventing her from doing so. "Amu, I know that you still have feelings for that Kiddy King," said Ikuto sadly, "but I have to say this, because I have been wanting to say this for so long now. Amu, I love you."

Amu couldn't believe it, he had just confessed his love to her. Her heart was leaping in her chest as she looked on at his handsome face. She wanted nothing more than to just kiss him then and there. She wanted to so badly tell him that she loved him. "Ikuto…I-" she started but at that exact moment a loud wooden cracking sound could be heard.

Apparently they had been standing on top of a old wooden floor board that was now covered with fines and leaves, but they had failed to notice it until the last second. "AMU!" yelled Ikuto as he pushed her off the floor board safely onto a patch of grass, but was too late to get off himself as the wood crumpled underneath his feet and he fell down a long tunnel and fell dozens of feet before crashing onto the ground deep below.

Ikuto's whole body was in pain. It felt as if he had broken his leg, his arm, and some of his ribs. He opened his eyes slowly as he tried to get up into a sitting position. He looked up into the sky and noticed the hole where he had fallen in high above him. It was tiny circle of white now. "IKUTO!!" yelled Amu as leaned over and looked down. She could barely make out his battered form as he lay on the ground far below in pain. "IKUTO!! Oh my God, please be alright!" Ikuto himself tried to reach up towards the sky, but his arm was in too much pain. "Amu," he said weakly. The young girl herself was now panicking as she said, "Ikuto stay there, I'll get your father!!" And with that she sprinted towards the mansion.

Ikuto just lay there as he watched Amu go to get help. Mentally he was laughing at himself as he attempted to sit up. 'You take on dozens of Easters highly trained goons, sneak out of a highly secured company building, defeat Easter, but you lose to a little hole and drop. Wow Ikuto you're definitely never going to hear the end of this one from Amu.' He chuckled to himself as he finally sat up and got into a kneeling position. It was at that moment that he heard something that made him completely freeze. It was a shriek from some kind of animal. At first it was only one, but then it steadily grew louder and louder and what was worse is that it was getting closer too. Ikuto squished himself to the wall as he stared wide eyed at the darkness ahead of him. Although he didn't want to admit it, Ikuto was truly frightened.

The shrieking grew louder and louder and closer and closer until suddenly dozens of bats blasted out of the darkness and surrounded him. "AHHHHHHHH!!!!" yelled Ikuto as he swung his arms around him crazily to try and swat them away. They just continued to swarm around him as their loud shrieking filled his ears. Iktuo tried to close his eyes, but before he did the last thing he saw before passing out from fear and panic were the blood red eyes of a bat.


Ikuto suddenly woke as his midnight blue eyes opened to see the damp and dark prison cell that he was lying in. He continued to lay on his bed as the cold morning chill wrapped around him. "A dream?" asked his cell mate, an old man with long white hair. In this horrible place that was hell, he was Ikuto's only friend. "No," whispered Ikuto, as he re-counted the images he saw not moments ago, "a nightmare."

Slowly Ikuto got up and rested in a sitting position on his bed as he looked around at his friend first and then to the other cells nearby. One of the cells inhabitants was glaring directly at him in particular as his eyes, filled with hate at Ikuto. The young man himself could care less about the threat as he just stood up and began to make his way outside along with the rest of the prisoners.

***

The cold wind of the mountain and the snow engulfed Ikuto's body, but he didn't shiver in the slightest bit. By now he had been in the prison for so long that his body was now used to the cold climate and he just shrugged it off as he followed the line of prisoners. As he glanced around he could see the entire prison facility. It was a massive complex with high walls covered with barbed wire. Dozens of guard towers lined the wall and dozens upon dozens or armed guards stood watch both inside the courtyard and on the walls and towers.

The line of prisoners made their way to the far wall where a small wooden cafeteria was set up and was pouring breakfast to the prisoners. As Ikuto and his old friend stood in line they noticed the man from the cell who was glaring at Ikuto earlier begin to approach them. He was followed by a group of prisoners who also glared at Ikuto. As they got closer they could make out the lead prisoner, he was a large bulky man with a shaved head and a large goatee/mustache. "They are going to fight you," said Ikuto's old friend. "What, again," said Ikuto lazily. "They will fight you until they kill you," said the old man worriedly. By now Ikuto slowly made his way to the front where he was handed a can of some kind of sloppy watered down oatmeal like substance that barely could feed a mouse. He looked down at it in disgust as he said, "Can they kill me before breakfast."

CLANG!!

The can of watered down oatmeal fell to the floor as the lead thug slapped it out of Ikuto's hand. "You're in hell pretty boy!" he said and then just flat out punched Ikuto across the face. Ikuto himself fell onto the table, but was quickly pulled up by his hair as the lead thug got in his face and said, "And I am the devil!" and punched him again. Ikuto collapsed to the ground, but quickly picked himself back up as he faced the giant thug. "You're not the devil," said the young man as he readied himself for a fight, again, "you're practice."

The lead thug threw another punch but this time Ikuto blocked it and grabbed the man, who was wide-eyed with surprise, and head-butted him twice knocking him out completely. He crashed into the breakfast stand as his gang of thugs looked at Ikuto and jumped him altogether. Two of them grabbed his arms and tried to hold him still but he lifted himself of the ground and pushed of the breakfast stand with his feet sending them all crashing down into the muddy courtyard below.

Ikuto quickly recovered and grabbed one of the thug's legs and began to drag him across the mud as he yelled out. One of the thugs quickly punched Ikuto causing him to release the prisoner. Ikuto quickly blocked another oncoming punch and threw the man into a pole knocking him out as well. One man tried to tackle the midnight haired young man, but he was instead kneed in the face and then punched in the gut. Two of the men tried to gang up on Ikuto, but he kicked one in the chest, while blocking the others punch and then grabbing his arm and throwing him into the other man.

BANG!!

Gunfire was heard as the guards attempted to stop the fight. Ikuto was obviously winning the fight, but was quickly stopped when a guard knocked him to the ground. Two other guards immediately grabbed him and began to drag him away from the courtyard. One of them yelled "Solitary!!" meaning Solitary Confinement. Ikuto was beyond angry as he yelled out in frustration, "For what!!" One of the guards following them responded, "For protection!" Ikuto was surprised as he said, "I don't need protection!"

"Protection for them!" said one guard as he nodded his head towards the gang of thugs. Apparently they were all now on the floor groaning in pain from what Ikuto had done to them.

***

Ikuto was roughly shoved into a cold, damp cell where the only light source was an actual window with bars where sunlight could enter. Ikuto quickly picked himself up as he began to walk towards a nearby water faucet.

"Are you so desperate to fight criminals, that you would lock yourself in to take them on one at a time," came a voice from behind Ikuto. The young man quickly turned around to see an older gentleman standing there. He wore a dark gray suit with no tie. He seemed to be in his late 40's or early 50's. He had dark brown hair that was shaved to the sides and back of his head, but was styled neatly on top. He also had a dark brown mustache and goatee.

Ikuto looked at the man as he replied, "Actually there were seven of them."

"Really," said the mysterious man as he approached Ikuto, "I only counted six Mr. Tsukiyomi Ikuto."

Ikuto immediately froze. He hadn't heard his name be used for over 3 years now. Not even his friend in prison knew his name. He looked at the mysterious man and said, "How do you know my name?"

The smiled as he replied, "The world is too small for a man like Tsukiyomi Ikuto to disappear from. No matter how deeply he chooses to sink." He finished as he glanced around the cold cell in interest.

"Who are you?" asked Ikuto as he glanced at the man.

"My name is merely Duccard," responded the man, "but I speak for Ras Al Ghul. A man greatly feared by the criminal underworld. A man who can offer you a path."

Ikuto let out a small laugh as he began to use the water from the faucet to clean himself up. "What makes you think I need a path?" he said as he laughed.

"Someone like you is only here by choice," said Duccard as he looked out the window at the sky outside, "You have been exploring the criminal fraternity, but whatever your original intentions were, you have become truly lost."

Ikuto stopped from what he was doing as he looked up at Duccard with interest. "And what kind of path can Ras Al Ghul offer?" he questioned.

"The path of the man who shares his hatred for evil," said Duccard as he looked back down at Ikuto, "who wishes to serve true justice. The path of The League of Shadows."

At this Ikuto just let out a tired laugh. He looked up at Duccard who was wondering why Ikuto was laughing and said, "So you're vigilantes."

Duccard looked at him as he said, "No, no. A vigilante is a man who is lost in his own scramble for gratification. He can be destroyed or locked up." He finished as he looked down at Ikuto. He then bent down to Ikuto's level where he was sitting and looked him straight in the eye as he said, "But if you make yourself more than just a man. If you devote yourself to an ideal, and no-one can stop you…you become something else entirely."

"Which is?" asked Ikuto curiously.

"Legend, Ikuto," responded Duccard as he smiled at the young man. He then stood up and made his way to the door as he said, "Tomorrow you shall be released. If you are bored of brawling petty thieves and want to achieve something, there is a rare blue flower that grows on the eastern slopes. Pick one of these flowers. If you can carry it to the top of the mountain, you may find what you are looking for in the first place." Duccard then knocked on the door to signal his release.

Ikuto looked at the man as he asked one final question, "And what was I looking for?"

Duccard then turned to him just as he was about to leave and said, "Only you can know that."

***

"OMMPFFF"

Ikuto came crashing down onto the ground and rolled a few feet before finally coming to a stop as he lay there on the cement road. He had been released a few hours earlier and was dropped off where he was now. The only problem was that the he was literally "dropped off" as the truck that he was in moments ago just sped off into the distance.

The young blue midnight haired young man just stood up and brushed himself off as he looked before him. He could see a massive glacier of ice ahead but a the bottom was a small slope. As he got closer he noticed a large mass of blue, like a carpet lay on the side of the mountain. He noticed that the mass of blue were actually flowers.

Slowly and gently he picked one of the flowers from the ground and carefully put it in his bag so that it would not be destroyed. He closed his bag and began to make his trek up the mountain.

***

Ikuto had completely lost track of time now. He had been climbing and walking for nearly 3 hours and yet he still couldn't see the top of the mountain. He began to follow a dirt path hoping that it would at least lead him somewhere.

Eventually he made his way into a mountain side village. He was surprised that people actually lived up here. Ikuto himself was so tired and the altitude was so high in the mountains that he could barely breathe. He began to walk across the town and noticed two kids staring at him. He walked by and noticed that they were still watching him. He was so preoccupied with looking at them, that when an old man spoke, he jumped from shock. "Don't go up there" was all the old man said. Ikuto gave the old man a questioning look as he continued to climb the path.

About an hour later Ikuto finally looked up and was surprised to see a massive building built on the side and top of the mountain. It spanned the entire mountain side and top and was a dark brown color. There were windows and balconies to look out from, but he only spotted one door that seemed like the only entrance into the massive building.

He approached the door and with what little strength he slammed his fist on the door, praying the someone would open it and let him in from the freezing mountain cold. Slowly but surely the massive wooden door opened and let him in. He made his way inside and noticed that everything was made of wood. Torches were lit here and there to give some light. He walked towards a small throne room where a single elegantly carved chair rested with a man sitting on top of it.

The man himself was completely bald and had a emperor like mustache and goatee. He donned an old ancient outfit that seemed to resemble an emperor's robe from the ancient times. "Ras Al Ghul?" he asked questioningly. Ikuto stood in the center of the room, but was startled out of his reverie when he heard the door close behind him. He began to look around the room and saw other people standing around staring at him. Some were armed with weapons and were aiming at him, while others just continued to look on.

"Wait," said a familiar voice as Ikuto turned back around and saw Duccard standing before him. Duccard himself spoke and asked, "What is it that you seek?"

Ikuto just stood there silent. His mind was troubling him as he tried to think about what he was actually looking for. And then it suddenly hit him. He finally realized what his journey was about and he said,

"I seek the means to fight injustice. To bring fear on those, who prey on the fearful." He slowly pulled the blue flower out of his bag and handed it to Duccard.

Duccard took the flower and inspected it before putting it in his pocket and saying, "To bring fear upon others, you must first master your own fear. Are you ready to begin?"

Ikuto was shocked, his mind was going crazy. "You gotta be kinding me!" he said "I just got here, I can barely stand!"

Duccard suddenly lunged at him as he kicked Ikuto. "Death does not wait for you to be ready!" His kick collided with Ikuto's chest sending him sprawling onto the ground. "Death is not considerable or fair!" screamed Duccard as he kicked Ikuto in the back. The young man slowly got back up just as Duccard said, "And make no mistake, here you will face death!" and he launched another kick at Ikuto, but this time the blue midnight haired man was ready and he blocked his kick. He threw Duccards leg away and assumed a fighting stance.

"Tiger," said Duccard as he observed Ikuto's style. Ikuto launched an attack and tried to flip Duccard, but the older man just countered it as he said, "Jujitsu" and punched Ikuto in the side. He threw Ikuto to the ground again, but the young man got back up as he assumed another fighting stance. "Panther," said Duccard as he once again observed Ikuto's fighting stance. Ikuto launched a flurry of punches and kicks, but Duccard just blocked them all as he grabbed Ikuto by the neck and threw him the ground again.

This time Ikuto could not get up as he was far to fatigued and tired. His body was not responding to his mind and he slowly fell into unconsciousness. Ikuto looked up to see Duccard bend down and speak to him, "You are afraid," the older man started. He noticed that Ikuto wanted nothing more than to get back up, but was too tired to be able to do so. "But not of me," said Duccard as he noticed Ikuto completely lose consciousness.

"Tell us Ikuto," said Duccard as he pulled the blue flower Ikuto had given him from his pocket. He put the flower on Ikuto's scarf and covered it up as he gave the young man a soft pat on the shoulder, "What do you fear?"

Author's Note

If any of you don't understand the beginning that's okay. The next chapter will explain everything. From how Amu and Ikuto's relationship stands, to what happened to Easter, and to how Ikuto's father came back (hint, hint ;p).

Whew, that was so much fun to write and I hope you all had just as much fun reading it. As I said, I will update this story as soon as possible. I have no intention of abandoning it and I hope you all love it.

Please leave a review  it really helps to keep me going. Until next time, Adios!