SPIDER RIDERS: Forgotten past

Corona's POV:

I hate the snow lands. It's cold, it's barren and it took my battle partner's life. We never were able to find the body, but he would have frozen to death within a day anyway. Sparkle still blames herself, since the only reason he went out in the snowstorm was because she and Hotarla had gotten stuck in on the ice bridge. It had begun to crumble when they were half way across. If he hadn't saved the princess, he could have survived. He fell into the chasm, and was most likely crushed by the ice. The only thing we found was Shadow, searching desperately for his rider. That was five years ago, and now we must return for buisness, in the town a mere five miles from Hunter's icey tomb.

No ones POV:

" Hi Hunter." whispered Sparkle, dropping a stargazer lilly into the chasm. " We're here on some buisness, so I thought I'd come to pay my respects...after all, Hotarla and I owe our lives to you..."

" Sparkle..." said Corona comfortingly, looking at the tiny spack of red on the white snow. " Hunter would never blame you for what happened. You know that."

" I know." sobbed Sparkle, hugging Corona. " But it's still my fault he's dead! If I had been quicker-"

" Sparkle, stop beating yourself up over it!" commanded Lumen. " Hunter didn't give up his life for you to sulk about his death. He died because he saw you has more important than his safety, so honor his sacrafice and be happy that your alive!"

" Guys!" called Magma, wrapped up in his parka. " We gotta get going!"

" Come on Sparkle. We have buisness to attend to." urdged Corona kindly.

" To Junta!" called out Magma, rideing Brutus towards the snow land's capitol.

The teenage boy sat stareing at his left wrist on the snowy cliff. His long, auburn hair was tied up into a tight bun, only his bangs remained free. The odd bracelet was his only link to wherever he came from, the thing that had been with him when the elder's found him in the snow five years ago. He heard faint trumpeting comming from his adopted village, the arrival of the mysterious Spider Riders being publicly announced. Still, he didn't even turn in his head. He didn't need to see more travelers, as the adopted son of the elder council, he ended up HOSTING most travelers if the Inns were to full.

" Hope Oba-chan is having fun with the foeigners." he muttered, returning to his deep thought.

" Welcome to Junta!" exclaimed one of the elders in the council. All of the present Spider Riders sat on their indicated seats, bowing first.

" Thank you for accepting us." said Lumen graciously as an elder woman approached. Her eyes seemed transfixed on his left wrist, and on his manacle. With lightning fast reflexes, she siezed his arm gently, examining the manacle.

" I've seen one of these before!" she exclaimed. " My son has one of these bracelets!"

" Wha-?" exclaimed Corona. " How? No Spider could survive long enough to reach adult hood in this climate!"

" Her son is a foundling." explained a male elder, flocking to examine the manacle. " We found him half a decade ago, dieing of hypothermia. When we found him, one of these was on his wrist. He must have come from your country!"

" When he finaly came to, he could'nt remember where he came from, what the bracelet was called, or his own name." reported another.

" Speaking of that little demon, where is he?" asked the fourth, and final elder.

" He's probubly up on the cliffs as usual." said the first. " It's the only place nobody will bother him when he wants to think."

" Corona, Sparkle, get a guide and find our new comrade." ordered Lumen, smileing. " It's time to let this kid find out his true identity. Hunter would have loved this, seeing the Spider Riders get annother member."

" Right." said Corona sadly.

" We can get you guide to the cliffs immediately." said the first elder. " Oh, Ember will be so hapy to be getting out of here! He's a wanderer you know. Can't resist the pull of adventure!"

" Yippee." said Magma sarcasticly. " Hopefully he's not as saucy as Hunter was, or else we'd be biteing of more than we can chew!"

" Are you ready to go?" asked a young woman, dressed in a heavy red parka.

" As we'll ever be." informed Sparkle as the trio left the tent, walking towards the high cliffs bordering the city."