Hey Everyone, Legion here. Now, this is a legend, a very important story relating to ALL of my fanfictions! ALL OF THEM! This is The Five, the book that fell out of the sail for Aryan to find in The Origin of the Silver Ninja of Energy. It is so, so, so important. So, PLEASE READ!
I also posted this story today because a jerk at my school (I'm not saying who) told me I was uncreative and talentless, and it really peeved me off, also because half my class AGREED WITH HIM! They don't even know me! But it was probably because he was popular, and I'm just me. This was supposed to be part of Aryan's origin story. So, please review!
I also wanted to call to mind that if you like this legend, I AM taking requests for other elements to put in Beyond The Five, so if you have an OC and would like his/her element to have a legend of origin, just contact me! Please specify whether you would like it to be a girl or a boy ( And I really need some boys, girls. If she's a tomboy and can pull off being a boy, MAKE HER ONE!) I also need every last detail you can give me on your OC, because parts of the legend are determined by their personality.
ファイブの伝説
The Legend of the Five
People come and go, they move along with the sky and the earth, never
ceasing, but constantly changing. With every inch of rotation done, an
incredible ripple tears through the core of the earth, molding it for
a new tomorrow. Time is determined by these ripples, the time you may
spend on the earth. When your time is done, your soul will leave your
mortal body and fly into a brighter, happier place. Every time a soul
leaves, every person on earth is affected, because a soul does not
just leave behind it's mortal host, but also the energy that made the
body feel alive. The energy is then taken, and reused by the next host
to arrive in the light. Everything changes, nothing stays the same.
This was the belief for thousands of years, until they emerged. They
reveled themselves and brought their true nature into the sun.
Through time and space, through change and adaption, there has always
been five. Five people who change the course of history, and defy the
very nature of the human being. Each generation brings fourth its most
worthy hosts, whose mind and heart is weighed upon by the fact that
though they host the essence of soul, they must also host another.
Five souls that have been passed down, generation to generation, five
souls that never lose their energy, that have never reached the light.
Before time had a name, the earth sat in silent wait, wait for a day
when living creatures would snake through its pores and live on its
cool skin. When they arrived, the earth became sad and irritated. No
longer was it respected as it had been in the dark, it was now being
destroyed. Its green hairs and brown skin being dug into and ripped up
for a purpose unknown to it. The original Elements, the earth's only
friends during the dark period, were slowly dying out, until only five
remained, fire, ice, energy, lightning, and earth itself.
The fire was quick and aggressive. It managed to stay far out of the
humans reach for a long while, until Lightning took pity on the
creatures and the humans finally caught up with Fire. Though it
provided warmth and security in the dark blanket of the night, Fire
was impulsive and selfish, taking the humans outer layer of protection
in exchange for hiding in the safety of its light. Fire was also
ignorant, because it did not know the limit of its own power. Humans
began to die when they touched it, damaged by its flame. Fear began to
develop deep within it, causing it to move away whenever a human
reached out, earning it the name "The Untouchable Element." To this
day, Fire still continues to live in fear, fear of the humans, fear of
itself.
Ice was gentle and welcoming, its cold fingers always reaching out to
the humans it determined were in need, but it soon learned that the
humans avoided it, its intention misread. Its embrace was not
interpreted as kind and loving, but as hard and unforgiving. The
humans did not see it as they did Fire, as a protector, but as a
monster, a thing Fire would protect them from. Desperate for attention
and longing for admiration, Ice took a small human girl, who died
within moments of being grasped. Ice was heartbroken, it was no
protector, it was a monster. Wrapped up in the guilt of the girl's
death, Ice began to weep, its tears freezing on the way down, forming
the first icicles. Ice became all the things people believed it to be,
unwelcoming, hard, cold. Wherever Ice traveled to, the cold followed,
the bitter wind smelling of his guilt and an unwelcome embrace.
Lightning never stayed in one place for too long, it simply snapped
out of its hiding place for only a moment, temporarily bathing the
earth is its white light. When the humans saw it, they rejoiced,
knowing that the seed of the living earth, rain, was soon to come. But
Lightning took pride in its importance, constantly wanting to be
reminded of how great it was, and once Lightning blessed the humans
with the discovery of its brother, Fire, it felt like they owed it
much. It forced them to build monuments, statues, alters, all in its
honor. The humans had to pray to receive the rain they relied on so
much and Lightning basked in the glow of their praise, their broken
voices sat on like a demented throne. But one day, the humans were out
of offerings, out of sacrifices, and Lightning refused to come to
them. For nearly a year, the whole earth was locked in a terrible
drought that nearly brought forth the death of his brother, Earth.
Refusing to help without a sacrifice, Lightning used all of his
strength to rule over the humans as his brother did, but he was not
strong enough. He helped his brother, saving the life of generations
to come, but his vanity blinded him, and he began to fade away,
remembered as nothing more than a streak across the black sky.
Earth was hard and steady, his cool skin holding up the bare feet of
the human race, a constant reminder that someone was always watching
over them. At first, Earth enjoyed the constant company, the thousands
of years in the dark with his brothers and sister forgotten, but that
soon changed. The humans began to adapt, to change, they began to farm
his once untouched skin to provide food for themselves, cut down his
tall, forever growing giants to make shelter. No longer did they rely
on Earth to bring fourth the food they ate, no longer did they make
home in his cool nooks and dry caves. And before long, Earth began to feel like a slave instead of a nurturer, a the feeling of minority
washing over him, and it was a feeling he did not like. He began to
seek the feeling of being needed again, of being loved. He began
quiver in anger, sending waves through his very core, the ocean waves
began to rise to new levels, the wind began to circle round and round
violently. His natural disasters devastated the human population,
their homes, their farms, their bodies, unprepared for the carnage to
come. They began to rely on the only thing they knew would never
change, the solid earth, and for a while, he was at peace. The humans
soon again began to fend for themselves, the Earth, greedy for the
feeling of once again being loved, became angry. Together with his
brother Ice, hardened from the hate he had endured all these years,
began to form a plan. Earth agreed to go into a long, deep sleep,
while Ice covered his warm, comforting skin with his cold breath. They
waged a silent war on the humans, but Earth's wrath and greed split
his family down the middle, two sides of the same blood.
Energy was the youngest of the five, as well as the most free
spirited. She was also the most accepting of the humans that ran
across her brother's chest, spending most of the light of day playing
with their children. The children all loved her, and spoke fondly of
her to their elders and tribe leaders. For this reason, all of the
tribes respected her, and used charms and amulets containing some of
the power she blazed with to protect themselves and their tribes. Her
older brothers Earth, Ice, and Lightning, jealous of the love she
never worked hard to receive, were cruel and hateful to her, but she
didn't mind. She almost never did. She and Fire, the only two elements
accepted and loved, would stay in the human tribes for hours on end,
Energy watching over them by day, and Fire watching by the cold, dark
night. When the Element War broke out, it was Energy and Fire that
fought with the humans, against their brethren, Earth and Ice.
Lightning remained neutral. Fire kept the humans warm in the cold,
never ending winter, while Energy gave them the strength to keep
themselves alive.
When Earth awoke, he was outraged that the humans had lived through
the torment he and his brother had set out for so long. He was angered
even more when he found out that his siblings, made of his flesh,
helped the enemy to survive, but Energy was unafraid of his anger, and
demanded that she may decide the fate of the Elements, for keeping her
energy burning for so long. At first, Earth refused, but it was in
accordance with the laws set by Night and Day so many long years ago.
Energy was proven the strongest and wisest, therefore, it was she who
now made the rules. But what she wanted was far more than the others
were willing to pay. In exchange for her brothers' wrath against the
humans and her own influential nature, Energy wished for her and her
brothers to give up their all powerful forms, and go live inside those
as a human. The others begged and pleaded with her, but her mind could
not be changed. The day the change, or the Adaption, Earth pulled his
younger sister aside for a talk. He called her foolish and weak, that
she would later regret her decision, but Energy simply smiled,
allowing the room to rush with a pleasant, warm air.
"Brother, I am no more foolish than the rest of you."
She watched as her brothers began to vanish, their energy, their chi,
filling the room, desperate to find a way out, to find a way to their
new human hosts. She closed her eyes as her body faded away to
nothing, and her and her siblings set out to find a new beginning, to
find a new light.
And for the first time in thousands of years, the earth stood silent, temporarily vacant of all the things that made it alive.