MAR Alpha- The Danna Sega

Disclaimer: I sadly don't own MAR but I've made up the beginning of it all so Nobuyuki might promote me in!!

Summary: 24 year-old Danna always dreamed of a fairy tale world during his married life and wished he could go there one day…little did he know that day arrived when a portal gate opened for him to enter that world…The start of MAR Alpha begins!!

Prologue-Twenty years ago

Fire raged though the village of Caldia, burning up homes, crops and even ARMS. Citizens scattered around the area, wailing and crying for mercy and dead bodies piled up around the burning village. A little boy with ruby robes almost burnt hid behind a tree, crying softy because of his dead mother and escaped father, watched many people running about in terror. His attention then noticed some corpses next him. He shrieked and ran away from the tree, unaware of being targeted by the odd cause of the disaster. A high pitch shriek was heard behind the running boy who realized he's about to die from that thing. The shriek got closer and closer, making the boy feeling extremely terrified. He suddenly tripped. He knew it was over as soon as he fell head first to the ground…

"Weapon ARM! Zeus's Scepter!!

And the wild shriek stopped.

The boy slowly looked above and saw a horse leaping over him. The horse wore silver and ivory armor. It landed a few meters from the boy. He saw the person riding the horse and cried out happily.

"Grand Elder!!"

The young looking (But still old) man was wearing his normal robes but a bit shorter showing his baggy dark brown trousers. His hair was tied in a ponytail and his beard reached his chest. He was holding a purple sphere on his left and a really long staff which sparked slightly. It was decorated with lightening bolts and chained crystals-his famous ARM (made only for him). Other riders galloped their horses near the leader.

"You three! Take the boy with you and keep him safe with the rest! The rest of you search for more people in need and hurry!" cried the Grand Elder.

"What about you, sir?" said one of them.

"I'm going to finish them off," he growled and quickly put the purple sphere in his pouch. The little boy noticed as the men rode off with him that is was glowing strangely…as if something in there wants to come out…

The great but bloody war was over. The battle of the evil souls. No-one knew were they come from. It started when those spirits could enter into a human's soul and cause chaos. Then it came to a point when they could enter monsters and mystical creatures. But this previous war has shown what these horrible spirits can really do-shape shifting. It was proved that they can portray themselves to look like what they were before in another person's body…and much worse. Caldia won but had a great loss over the people. Nearly 6 thousand names were implanted on the front wall within the main area of summoning in the palace. The remaining citizens stood and watched as the four elders used their magic ARMS to quickly place the names on the wall. Golden glowing names stuck on the wall like stickers. The little boy with ruby robes (the one who was saved by the Grand Elder) was in the crowd watching the names pass by with a bored face. Of course, he should feel sad and morn for his people but the honor thing was taking wa-ay too long!

"This is gonna last forever," he grumbled "It's so boring now,"

"Why do you find it boring, Christopher," The boy looked at his friend at the exact age next to him and raised his eyebrow.

"So you actually glad about standing here for two hours and watching those countless names go on forever?!" said Christopher almost shouting. His friend watched the names pass by with his violet eyes spark with excitement. He paused before answering.

"The ability to actually synchronize with those ARMS for a long amount of time…those elders' hold such power. I can sense their magic power too-amazing level."

"That's why they are the Four Elders, helpers of the Grand Elder-now I bet he has more power than them," Christopher responded. The other boy nodded. A couple appeared over him and sighed with relieve-it was his mother and father. As the wife scold him for wandering off and the father ruffling his light turquoise hair, Christopher instantly remembered his parents. He suddenly realized that his mother's name was among the others who passed away.

"It's been 4 months…I still can't believe she's gone," thought Christopher trying to hold back the tears.

"Oh, hello Christopher! I'm afraid we have to go," said the brown-haired father wearing robes like everyone. The mother's hair was also like her son's.

"Okay," said Christopher and swallowed the lump in his throat. "See you tomorrow, Phantom!"

His friend nodded and went off with his parents.

"Phantom…why did his parents name him that?" thought Christopher curiously.

The ceremony was over and soon it was night. A feast was prepared for the citizens outside…but lurking in the corridors of the floating castle was little Phantom. He wasn't hungry so he took this chance to explore the castle. He always dreamed of seeing the Grand Elder's only powerful ARM-Zeus Scepter because it's rarely used by the Grand one himself. When Christopher told him that he saw that beautiful ARM but not its attack, he was almost jealous not to see it.

"Christopher doesn't even understand how many special abilities are used with that ARM…I must find it!" whispered Phantom and ran faster pass many doors. He counted up to the thirteenth door and opened it. He knew through his calculations that it was there-a room just for it. The ARM is so extraordinary that it takes mental power far greater than normal to control it (Equal powerEqual control). As Phantom pushed the heavy door aside, his eyes widen in shock.

The glorious ARM wasn't there. Instead, floating on a purple pillow, in the middle of the room was an orb. The purple orb aura was soothing yet forceful with its glow and weird but attractive energy going on inside. Phantom slowly walked towards the orb, under its calming spell and sat on the floor.

"It's so…" choked Phantom. All night, he watched the orb, knew he should go yet enjoyed the aura coming from it.

Never suspecting he was under it's control.