Wind, Spells and Fog
A Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction by Danielle Francour
Disclaimer: "Ronin Warriors" is property of Sunrise, Inc. and all others associated with legal rights. Any original characters and concepts belong to me. Please ask if you desire to use them.
Rating: R some swearing. Lemon scene in future chapter, I will post a warning.
Author's Note: This story does not fit directly into the normal story line. It takes place as if Talpa had waited to capture all the people. This forces the Ronins to keep up their normal lives. My author's license was used to alter the plot. Because everyone is still here Yulie is not in this fan fiction. I hope you enjoy the story. *Bows and exits*
Prologue
The Ancient looked down at the young woman as she smiled up at him. "Don't worry about me Kaoso," she whispered, "someday my soul will be reborn." The young member of the Ancient's Clan drew in a shuddering breath, "nothing is forever, even death." She sighed as her eyes glazed over and her soul was carried away on the wind.
The Ancient closed the woman's eyelids and stroked the blue bang around her face one last time. "Perhaps you're right," he turned to leave the tent, "we will see each other again someday." The Ancient was swallowed up in the dense fog, the shakujo's ring echoing through the forest.
A Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction by Danielle Francour
Disclaimer: "Ronin Warriors" is property of Sunrise, Inc. and all others associated with legal rights. Any original characters and concepts belong to me. Please ask if you desire to use them.
Rating: R some swearing. Lemon scene in future chapter, I will post a warning.
Author's Note: This story does not fit directly into the normal story line. It takes place as if Talpa had waited to capture all the people. This forces the Ronins to keep up their normal lives. My author's license was used to alter the plot. Because everyone is still here Yulie is not in this fan fiction. I hope you enjoy the story. *Bows and exits*
Prologue
The Ancient looked down at the young woman as she smiled up at him. "Don't worry about me Kaoso," she whispered, "someday my soul will be reborn." The young member of the Ancient's Clan drew in a shuddering breath, "nothing is forever, even death." She sighed as her eyes glazed over and her soul was carried away on the wind.
The Ancient closed the woman's eyelids and stroked the blue bang around her face one last time. "Perhaps you're right," he turned to leave the tent, "we will see each other again someday." The Ancient was swallowed up in the dense fog, the shakujo's ring echoing through the forest.