--I honestly cannot believe I'm writing about this. Ronin Warriors.been a long time ago that I liked that show, and of course, it was a fleeting moment. From it though, did I create a female warrior of mystery to help the foolish and young boys with their quests and hopes. She was known as the Chosen One, or Kamaree (KAY-mar-ie), the protector of man and animal, wielding the power to heal and transform into any beast. With her in the quest to aid the Warriors: Naki (naw-KEY), King of the unicorn Mataree (ma- TA-re) race; White Fang, a white wolf, larger then any of his race, and known as the Chosen Wolf, Lumaree (LU-mar-ie); the Red Tail Hawk, Kalmir (call-MEAR), the Chosen Hawk, Taymaree (TAHY-mar-ie). (The names after the species are what they are called as that chosen animal. The names before are actual names.) Note: All Chosen animals and the Chosen One are all my creations, as well as the areas where they reign. Please do not use them with out my consent. All else belongs to the Ronins. :)

Silent Protector

.The Kamaree.

A tall, young woman remains hidden within the shadows of a large ally, wrapped tightly in a course gray cloak. She is tense and alert, feeling and scenting the danger in the air. But her main concern are five boys, in mystical armor, surrounding a huge, Dynasty soldier, and one she has faced before. Her fair features remain impassive as she watches the Ronin Warriors, trying her best not to help.

Yet under the drab cloak, she is donned with silver boots, the sides carved with the ancient language of Elden unicorn. The sides of the footwear halt at knee level, while a dagger resting in a silver sheath rests upon her right thigh. Silver crawls over her thighs like vines, protecting her. Silver armor covers her hips and torso, with high-cut over the hips and a swirling pattern over breast, in the shape of horns, tips curling in slightly. The back dips in deeply, ending at waist. A transparent satin cloth wraps around lower extremities, connected to edge of flexible silver, covered by a jewel embedded hilt within a long ebony sheath, the sword of the Kamaree. Vines cross around biceps, gleaming with different colors of the Ronins she has sworn to protect; red, orange, green, blue, and dark blue. Satin-like material cover hands and wrists, ending at elbows while embedded with the language of old. Shimmering platinum hair cascades down back, ending within middle, and braided at sides and joined together. Upon her forehead rests a crown like a silver star with a large diamond of rainbow within the middle. The edges of the crown vanish within the silvery locks, only to appear in the back, spread out like the feathers of a peacock, only the feathers are drawn into pointed spikes, eager to kill. Alas, wisdom flows through her, and the knowledge of death envelops her. A grievous sight is she, Kamaree---and dangerous.

From the darkness, light glows from the behind Kamaree, swelling the misery as it grows. A tall, thin horse-like beast steps beside Kamaree, his white flesh gleaming with a silver luminance, while his spiraled horn shimmers. His long, silky mane flutters in a growing breeze. Lengthy tail is lashed against his smooth sides, impatience apparent. His black and blue eyes focus upon Kamaree, then land on the Ronin Warriors. Matara Naki knew that Kamaree wanted desperately to reveal herself to the Warriors and fight beside them, instead of hiding in the shadows, or giving her life for them when they know not who their savior is. But this act could not be done-it risked the Maree Council against the new danger developing.

"Such a pity that such youths are to be used to battle against such evil," she mutters, hazel eyes landing upon Matara Naki. She had knowledge of his approach, but felt too harmed to greet. This unicorn had been angering her greatly. She did not understand why she was not allowed to fight beside the Ronin Warriors, and actually have them see her.

His thin cranium is nodded, white tresses lashing against his long, powerful neck. His spiraled horn glistens under the fading light, as his body gleams valiantly. "Tis true, Kamaree, yet thou be young as well, and do not deny this. Youths can do miraculous things and should not be forgotten."

"Aye, thou are correct, Lord Naki of the Mataree. Thy shalt not forget thee word, yet, I despair." She drapes the cloak tighter, though hand rests upon the jeweled hilt of her sword. Her attention focuses completely on the Dynasty soldier, noticing similar likeness to a Cralar soldier, a soldier from the Dark realm that is attempting to rule Earth's dimension.

"And why so thy child?" responds Matara Naki, already knowing the answer. He knew that she would help them anyway, but does not mention her upcoming treason.

"Must thy hide in darkness, just to watch these youths attempt such work, and yet not reveal thyself at all? What harm would thy do?"

Silver hooves slip forward, landing without sound upon concrete. Whip- like tail lashes against his sides, tresses slipping down sleekened hide. "Thy have told thee why, child. Not even these warriors could comprehend a woman such as thee."

"Such words sting, Lord Naki," she replies, moving from the unicorn lord, slowly gliding toward the Ronins. She frowns, enraged further at Matara Naki's excuse. Yet, she would not have much time to think about a unicorn's words.

Bright red and black lightning rip apart the darkening sky. Thunder fills the gaps, rumbling enough to cause the earth to shudder. Suddenly, all the lights in the city flicker off then on and finally fades. The large structures begin to crumble from the earthquake. Crimson liquid ooze down the sides and pour into the streets. People scream and begin to flee anywhere for safety, only falling into an inescapable trap. Their fear and panic rises, and groups begin to tear at each other for escape. Roars of laughter fill the sky, nearly drowning the fierce, clamorous thunder.

Yet, Kamaree does not feel such fear, even though it is surrounding her and presses in, attempting to rob her of her sanity. She can't fall into its unmerciful snare. She knew this would happen and had prepared for it- but she did not know it would be to this extent. Kamaree ignores the vision of suffrage and turns toward the five warriors and large dynasty soldier. She ponders to herself, 'Was this the one I had met before when saving these--boys from his wraith when they were parted? Thy not know though, and it seems to thee that the Dynasty and Cralar are growing slow, for their mercenary hath arrived before their doom.'

"So, Kamatarie, we meet again!" Kamaree calls out, approaching the large, Dynasty solider. She gently parts the warriors of Hardrock and Strata. She briefly glances at the astonished faces of the males, though betrays no emotion. She concentrates on the hybrid soldier in front of her, keeping her cloak tight as a shiver runs down her spine.

"Who are you?" demands Rowen of Strata, stepping to the side slightly. His New York tinted voice is unable to mask his surprise. He lowers his golden bow, focusing more on Kamaree then on the enemy.

"I don't know," blurts the one of hardrock, also stepping back. "But if she knows this guy, then she can't be good!"

"Just a friend," Kamaree replies, ignoring the Hardrock's comment. She reaches outward, lifting Strata's bow. "If you want to hit your enemy, it is best if your weapon is aimed at him, not the ground."

"But."

"Not buts. Shh. Introductions later, my friend." Her attention returns to Kamatarie, stepping forward, ignoring any other questions demanded of her. They were shocked, and she could feel it. She appeared out of no where to them. But they needed to keep their minds on the soldier and not on her.

The soldier turns toward Kamaree, recognizing her instantly. He growls sinisterly, pulling out his sword. He lifts it upwards, then swings it down toward Kamaree's skull, snarling, "Err! Can I not rid of you, Kamaree? You are becoming more bothersome then the unicorn lord you have befriended!"

Kamaree flicks back the cloak, tearing out her sword. She twists it upward, blocking Kamatarie's strike. Blades clash together with enough force to cause the earth to shudder worse then already. Buildings completely raze down, and glass shatters all over the pavement. Thick, crimson blood oozes into cracks and crevices, streams glinting as glass sinks to the bottoms. Kamaree ignores the gruesome catastrophe, chuckling and grinning maliciously, "Oh, Kamatarie, you are not frightened, are you? You know you cannot defeat me-Hybrid."

"Vicious, Kamaree. These Ronin fools are weak. They will not be able to defeat my masters-even with your help. Why not join us and leave these foolish children and the Maree? Your power would be incredible-unbeatable. You could slay all five without doing much as flicking a blade!" Kamatarie hisses, shoving Kamaree back with all his might.

"Really? They did not do that bad slaying Talpa before, did they not, Kamatarie? And why would I want to join your side? I have all the power I need right now. Remember that it increases every time I die, and I have perished 6 times thus so far. Anyway, I can defeat all five now without working a sweat-you know this as well," she retorts, pushing the Dynasty hybrid away from her.

He stumbles back, causing Cye of Torrent and Ryo of Wildfire to scatter. He ignores the Ronins, gripping the hilt of his blade, readying for another attack. Kamatarie lunges toward Kamaree, sword thrusts toward her abdomen.

She twirls her blade in a circle. He attempts another strike, but she blocks it, shoving it toward him and holding it upward. "You will not win, Kamatarie!"

"Then if I cannot defeat you, then I will kill them! Expose yourself to children, and watch them die! Starting with Wildfire!" Kamatarie roars, quickly turning to Ryo of Wildfire, ready to strike. He lifts is sword above his skull, all his strength is casted into this swing.

Ryo of the Wildfire attempts to leap backwards to miss it, but is not quick enough. Kamaree even could see that the strike would still meet with him and destroy him. Quickly, she calls upon the Lumaree within the Elden tongue. "Lumaree, lutarkee! Sasha kay! Tay cha sumaren!" Then, she launches forward, knocking Wildfire to the pavement; barely noticing him as the Sword of Kamaree shields him. Then, the white wolf, Lumaree, appears, bounding toward Ryo of Wildfire. He steps over the fallen and stunned warrior, protecting him from the Dynasty soldier.

"Oh, this is fun," mutters Wildfire, trying to shove the wolf from him. He frowns, the canine looking too familiar for comfort. He casts the thought aside and finally manages to stand.

Both Kamatarie and Kamaree battle with the elden tongue and sword. Steel again clashes against steel, driving each other backwards and forwards. His form was larger then she, twice the size in fact, if not three. He was beginning to win over her, and he would soon destroy her. He knew it, and cackled about it with glee. To crush this small woman would mean that his master and master's ally would be able to defeat this mortal world. After all, the Ronin Warriors could not defeat both Lords!

"Suman cha tay-sulan cu!" screams Kamatarie, twisting the lithe figure of Kamaree against Cye of Torrent. She glances at him, unable to mutter apology. Kamatarie begins a course, harsh laughter. "You cannot win, Kamaree! Your pledge to protect these fools will end in your death!" Catching her off guard, Kamatarie swings is sword in a large arc, aiming for her exposed neck.

She then twitches as she notices a glimmering golden arrow enter a colorless area where armor detaches. A gasp escapes from her throat, as another warrior in emerald drags her back before the demon's sword can slice her flesh. "You all right?" he mutters, lavender eyes gazing over her quickly before returning his attention onto the others and the dynasty soldier.

She has not the time to reply, for he steps forward, attempting to help the others. He fights with the warrior, dachi clashing against medieval- like sword. The Dynasty soldier stumbles back from Sage of Halo's strikes, weakened by Strata's arrow. He manages to down Halo to the ground. He looms over the fallen warrior, blade aimed at Halo's heart.

"Hey! I don't think so pal!" Kento of Hardrock slams his weapon into the side of the hybrid Dynasty soldier, knocking him off balance. The soldier turns to face Kento, but finds him missing. The others back up slightly to his confusion. Kamaree helps Sage onto his feet, small smile upon her lips.

"You all right?" she asks him.

"Never better," Sage replies, glimpsing at Kamaree.

"What is going on?" demands Kamatarie, backing up from the others. He glances at each Ronin before pausing briefly at Kamaree. "Tell me!"

Ryo of Wildfire brings the ends of his katanas together, and leaps into the air. "Time to fry," he replies. He begins his surekill, aiming at Kamatarie. "Flare-up-Now!"

Kamatarie is engulfed in a fiery scarlet beam. He moans with death as he disintegrates, his steel armor melting from a formless body. And in his place is a large crack where Wildfire's power had trailed.

"Ouch," someone comments.

"That had to hurt," whispers Cye.

"You toasted him, dude!" compliments Kento, grinning with awe.

Yet, Ryo had something else on his mind besides a small valley where once a road stood. He turns toward Kamaree.