A/N: I had written one dynasty warrior fic before this, but that was crap, so call this redeeming myself, or at least an attempt to. All characters from the game are based off their 6th game appearance, and their weapons would switch from their previous ones, and the 6th. So they may wield two different weapons. This story is mainly focused on OCs though. I was actually inspired to write again after reading some of the fics posted on this site. Namely a certain writer from the same country as where i come from. Coincidental, really. Anyway, though i am chinese, i fail miserably at the language, so my pin yun is not that great. Guess as much as you can, or ask someone who knows because i'm lazy to say and explain. I may have mixed up chinese and japanese, since i am an Otaku, and i play my dynasty warriors and samurai warriors and my orochi games in japanese.

Disclaimer: I don't own dynasty warrior or the like, they go under KOEI. Great fighting system, though dumb enemies.

White Watcher

The land was peaceful, or so it was in her eyes. The soft winds that constantly blew across the face of the mountains. Watching the clouds roll in the valley beneath the edge from where she sat, she idly played a small rock that was at her feet. The scenery was calm, and silent, only with the occasional sounds of the birds that flew to this great height.

"Chi Xue, are you still out here?"

She didn't turn away from her activity, continuing to roll the rock around.

"Chi Xue, did you not hear me?"

An old man stepped out towards her, crossing his arms, patiently waiting for the young girl to finish. Her hand stopped rolling the stone, and she flicked it off the edge, sending the small rock down into the abyss below.

"... Shi fu, when will the fighting be over?"

She stood up, turning to face her teacher. The old man shook his head, using one hand to stroke his long white beard, like how she remembered him doing so many times before.

"Man will always be the source of the chaos that we create. The war may never be over, or it may be over by now."

He waved his hand in the air, like he was dismissing some idea in his head. She scowled at her old teacher, never liking how he gave her such contradicting and vague answers almost all of the time. When she was younger, those answers would make her head tilt, and sometimes laugh. But she isn't a kid any longer. She just wished he would give a definite answer for once, but that wasn't what she had learnt under him. She knew that what he said was true, and she understood every word that he said. It was just irritating. Getting to her feet, she dusted and straightened her dress.

"Time to head in shi fu."

"... Huh? Oh, yes. Let's go in."

Her mentor had a bad habit of forgetting once he goes too deep into his thoughts. That way, she can never get the blame for most things. The two headed towards the small house that wasn't very far from where they were. The moment she stepped in, Chi Xue headed towards one of the rooms. Her teacher chuckled to himself, and slowly followed after her.

Chi Xue kneeled down next to the frail figure who lay on the bed. Her sickly pale face still clung onto her never aging beauty, she looked younger than her actual age. Chi Xue held onto a hand of the frail woman, catching her attention. The old man knew that the woman was sick, very sick, and losing much of her bodily functions. She didn't even notice when Chi Xue and him walked in.

"Chi... Xue..."

The woman's voice was dry and crisp. She tried to force a smile, but ended up coughing violently.

"Niang!"

Chi Xue clung tightly onto her mother's hand. Her mother smiled softly, trying to comfort her daughter's worries.

"Chi Xue, go and prepare something for your mother to eat. I'll take care of her."

Chi Xue's teacher gently placed a hand on the young girl's shoulder. Chi Xue looked to her mentor, and reluctantly nodded. Her mother and teacher watched as Chi Xue walked towards the door, stopping once, before disappearing to do her work.

"... Lao Bo."

Chi Xue's mother rasped out.

"Yes?"

"How is... she?"

The old man stroked his beard, smiling as he pulled a chair next to the bed.

"Her beauty is exactly like yours. She is smart and learns fast. However, her patience is exactly like her father's."

Chi Xue's mother smiled softly in response. She closed her eyes, remembering her healthier days.

"... Her father... never knew... when to rest..."

"Yes, restless and wild. Luckily Chi Xue has your logic, so she doesn't go off running."

Her mother chuckled. She did not know if her logic was something that worthy of praise.

"... Promise me... Lao Bo..."

"Yes?"

"Promise me... to allow her... the freedom of... choice... that i... lacked... Do not... bind her... to a single... mission or way of thought..."

Lao Bo smiled, patting the frail woman's hand gently.

"I promise you that, Lady Diao Chan."