Hello! I just rewatched Jyu Oh Sei and had an idea that wouldn't leave me alone. I've always been a huge fan and hope that you enjoy this story with me :) Please let me know if there's anything I can do better! Have fun and happy reading.

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Kara could give a million reasons why she was determined to never join a Ring on Chimera. Being born on this wretched planet, she had never known the colonies like the famed Beast King. Humans were born to hurt and cause pain along with death. The aroma of blood was always in the air when any fight occurred and the smell nauseated her. Plants were dangerous but predictable for the most part. Humans were dangerous and unpredictable. The knowledge of that led her to be alone since the tender age of twelve. The Blanc ring had done their damage to her all those years ago, not to mention Blanc Ro. So much death was because of him, and he wasn't even the worst.

The anger of those thoughts warmed her at night and kept her going during the long days. So much hate and sadness built up along her heart that it was completely frozen through. Or rather, that's what her enemies thought. She was known as the Ice Queen of the Blanc Ring to those who still remembered where she came from. Others just knew her as the Ice Queen. A lone woman that kept to herself in the caverns and never bore any children and no men to say that was otherwise. The thought was nice for her though, kept strangers away and morons farther.

After the fall of the Dagger Pagoda five years ago, she was determined to make her own living and had done so successfully since she was thirteen years old. The first year was hardly a success besides the fact she lived. The world was harsh, and facing the world alone was even more harsh for a young woman. Being on her own was a learned skill that required many trial and errors. Her motto was so long as there were more trials than errors though, that was a good sign.

Her long, sleek hair was a chestnut color that fell to her hips when it was down. However, it was often kept in a braid for convenience. Large blue eyes that seemed to have a permanent aloof nature to them cursed her in more ways than one. Brown was the dominant color here, but hers made her both appear more rude than she seemed and attractive to men. Long slender limbs with slightly tanned skin made her even more desirable with her curves. Different was seen as attractive... but she hated it.

Her dark green tunic and black leggings were light enough to be worn in the heat for the days that were finally upon them. The night had been particularly rough that year, and she wondered if she would have to join the former Ochre Ring for the next round. Luckily, it was an idea that could be debated for about one hundred and eighty days. However, when there lacks a difference between day and night within hour time spans, they always seemed to just flow together until it was too late. Besides her usually icy personality, she had two daggers as main weapons but had amazing skill at a bow. Crossbow was her favorite, but she went with what she could get.

Going back into her small den in the caverns, she went for her canteen. Even after a few feet, she could notice the temperature difference. Her skin formed goosebumps but it was welcomed after being in the heat all day harvesting food and survival supplies while dodging deadly plant life. Inside, the natural rock provided more than enough shelter while she sat herself against the furthest wall. Next to her was a makeshift table with some small fruits, dense with nutrients and harder than hell to harvest. Canteen next to the fruits, she grabbed both and slowly savored both. Most would kill for both water and food, luckily she could avoid the killing part. Another day done she thought as she set her canteen on the table and rose from her spot to walk to a small cot. The candle that provided some light was blown out and it made everything virtually dark besides what could be seen far to the entrance of the den. Stretching as she laid out on the cot, she slowly went into a deep sleep.

This was her life, survival of the fittest. Now that everyone was either with the Beast King or against him, she was in the rare neither category. Thor was originally known as the 'Silver Hawk' back when the Dagger Pagoda was still around. However, he was more famous for leading this primitive planet into some form of functionality. It was rumored that the fortress of the former Ochre Ring was now fully air conditioned, heated, with irrigation and water storage. Food storage was also second to none. Anyone who could work to help keep that lifestyle was welcomed to stay, otherwise an unlucky few were turned away or forced to leave.

Kara knew full well that there were fractions that sought to beat the Beast King. Some thought that escaping were a better option and that Thor had taken it away from them. Rumors... all the rumors were exhausting. She couldn't care less about leaving. If someone had the power to do something about this hell and chose to watch like they were mice, then how could the observer's life be any better. Monsters on Chimera had more humanity than that. With that in mind, she also wasn't in full support of him either. A part of her wondered if he thought himself on a higher level than the rest simply because he was not from this hell of a planet. Until she met him, she would never know but she hated the idea of going to the most populated area considering she disliked people.

As she slept, she would have nightmares going back to when she was with the Blanc Ring. Her unusual eye color had the men wondering when she'd be able to bear children, the former leader before Blanc Ro was quick to make the young women populate the Ring. However, she was too young at that point. She did remember the killing under Blanc Ro and hearing about all the raids. The women were unsettled about it, but then they were more free than what they had been. The woman Top wasn't one to argue with the former leader, but she didn't agree with Blanc Ro... she was killed. Karim was the last female leader she really remembered, and that wasn't much to go by. Karim was gorgeous but quiet, always by Blanc Ro's side. Fierce and loyal, it was what she wanted to be for someone else. That dream had long since given way to the nightmares of blood and nothingness.

Waking up hours later, she stretched before taking a sip from her canteen. Always like there was never enough sleep, and yet there was no way to indicate time here besides the light and dark. Or rather there was no way for her to do so in her den. However, there was a strange sound outside her residence. Laughter... the sound was alien to her. Slowly reaching for a dagger, she made it to the entrance while seeing children chasing each other with smiles on their faces. They looked young, no older than thirteen at most and youngest at six. Seven of them as they seemed to be playing a game continuing onward further from her den. Shrugging, she went back inside satisfied that they were none the wiser of her presence.

Children out this far? It was strange to see anyone out here. Some rouge children had been known to settle in the caverns closer to the Ochre Ring or rather even join the Ochre Ring. But this was at least two days from that Ring's domain. Going back into her den, she wrapped the leather belt that housed the sheaths for her daggers and her crossbow. It was time to hunt for food and check on her water supply. She didn't have anything high tech, but the barrel still did the job. Only problem was that it was a good trek due to being unable to get it closer being one woman. If the children were still in the area, she could confront them after that. In the meantime they didn't seem concerned with a situation, so she wasn't going to be either.

Walking along the cavern path that extended along a ravine, she crossed a small foot bridge and continued into the forest where she'd find the barrel that kept her water. On the outskirts of where the Muse's would germinate and grow into their domes, she made sure to give that area plenty of space. Right now it was a marsh, but come closer to Night it would be full of domes and water galore for the taking. Walking inside the domes was a memory from her childhood that she still treasured. The golden leaves falling all around as if magic could happen. Even though so much had happened since then, it was still a memory that she loved. One of the few.

Smiling, she turned around only to find one of the small children there. Jumping at the surprise, she noticed the girl seemed far from surprised by her. "Are you lost?" Kara said rather harshly. Not liking people to find her water supply, especially a kid who wouldn't know the difference between giving useless information to someone or someone could who make sure she didn't make another season. The odds weren't very bright there.

The child shook her head. "I'm not lost, I'm playing a game," the child announced proudly. The small girl looked no older than ten years old and dark hair with Ochre Ring skin color. Those copper eyes were captivating though even if they were far from uncommon on Ochre Ring standards as far as Kara remembered. "I'm Tiz, from the Ochre Ring."

That got Kara's attention. That was so far away... so why were they here and so young. "You are aware that's not just a hike away, right?" Again, harsh sounding, but the kid seemed to get the idea she wasn't welcomed with the way she turned red and started looking around.

"The Ring is hunting for food... we came with to help and decided to play," Tiz said sheepishly.

Damn... so they were there. To go this far out was even weirder though. What was their leader thinking? "Then you should go back. For your own safety. It's dangerous out here," she said as her eyes narrowed. "You never saw this place, got it?"

The child nodded and slowly backed away before scampering off. The other children didn't seem to be near due to the silence. Sighing in annoyance, she started back to her cavern. Why Thor would want to go this far out was beyond her, or even sending kids with? Teaching them perhaps but of course it would happen on the one area she hoped people wouldn't travel around. Most people had kept to their Rings. Had they grown so comfortable that they decided to venture further? She could only hope not, but fear that was it.

As she hiked back home she noticed tracks in the grass, adult tracks, and narrowed her eyes in suspicion. If they were here already, then no doubt one wasn't too far off. Even worse was one could have probably easily found her water supply already. Damn... if that was the case she was dead if she wanted to continue living alone. Water was precious and there were many days between now and the Muse germination. Hearing a snap behind her, she spun around as she pulled out her daggers.

A man was standing there in a defensive stance with a strange, glowing blue dagger. Dark brown almost black hair with bright blue eyes and olive skin, he was wearing a baggy sleeveless shirt and dark pants. Hair pulled back it was hard not to notice him looking like he was looking at a ghost. He wasn't attacking her, but she was hardly one to let down her guard. Looking around, he seemed to be alone.

"Who are you?" she asked narrowing her eyes at him. Her daggers were in front of her ready to strike if he was really that stupid. "What are you doing here?"

Now he was being careful. It was obvious he wasn't expecting any company but the one he must of brought. "I'm Thor from the former Ochre Ring. I'm here to teach survival skills for the children you may have seen around." He kept the hilt of the dagger up although the blade disappeared. "I'm sorry if I startled you, my last intel said there was no one here."

"Well it was wrong, so please leave." So this was Thor. He was a pretty boy, but he was trespassing as far as she was concerned.

"Who are you?" he asked, as if he was in the position to.

"No one from no where. That's as much as you'll get out of me, now leave. I do not wish to kill you over it. I just want you and everyone else gone," she said brutally but truthfully. Keeping herself on the defense, she waited for him to either make a move or do as she asked.