Day One: His Name is Yunan

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Reviews shall be answered at the bottom, however, since MagentaPeace's answer to her question is something a lot of you might want to know, I'm answering it here!

Age of Known Characters:

Seira - 9 (Yes she's nine years old :3)

Sinbad - 14

Yunan - No one freaking knows, so I'm not gonna bother :P

And here's Chapter 1, so please enjoy~! ^_^

"Well, we're here." Yunan said, holding a side of his hat.

Seira whistled and put her hand up to provide shade for her eyes, "Wow, it's big."

Yunan tilted his head up as well. "Indeed it is."

They stood in front of a tall building. It was so tall that Seira and Yunan had to crane their necks just to see half of it. The tall building occupied at least half of the island it rested upon. A flight of stairs led to the entrance that was glowing white.

"That's one amazing dungeon you raised right there, Yunan." Seira complimented, turning to the magi.

Yunan nodded, but pouted. "Too bad no one's conquered it yet."

Seira giggled as a strong gust of wind blew, sending chills up her back. She shivered, rubbing her upper arms. "You know, it might be because of the cold weather in this place, you ever think of that?"

"You could have gotten actual clothes that covered your shoulders, you know?" Yunan remarked.

"But I like my clothes." She pouted and looked down at her attire.

Seira wore a white haori and long detached sleeves held by little red bows on her upper arms, leaving her shoulders bare. The back part of her haori fluttered around her, along with her long carmine red pleated skirt with an auburn sash wrapped around her waist, the ends tied into a giant bow, to ensure the skirt wouldn't fall. Her legs were covered by white knee-high stockings with black slits and wooden sandals tied tightly to her feet with thin maroon ribbons.

"Well you shouldn't be complaining then, should you?" Yunan teased, lightly jabbing her right shoulder with his stave.

She slapped away Yunan's stave and huffed, crossing her arms and holding her elbows. Too angry to even look at him, she pointed her stare instead at the dungeon, which seemed to have this slight golden tint around it that seemed to shimmer. Narrowing her eyes at this strange trace of yellow, Seira walked up the steps of the dungeon and placed her hand next to the entrance.

Her touch caused the gold to react and the shimmering streams seemed to dash on the surface of the dungeon to gather around the little area her palm covered. The sound of crackling could be heard from under Seira's hand. The feeling the golden streams gave her when she came in contact with them was the same feeling you get when you rub your feet vigorously across the surface of a wool carpet and touch something made of metal close after, only it was multiplied and the feeling did not shock her into responding by moving away. She didn't know why, but it also felt...

"Careful, Seira." Yunan warned the brunette, who jolted out of her stupor at the sound of his soft, soothing voice, nothing like the strange exhilarating feeling the dungeon gave her. She noticed how she was now in front of the dungeon's entrance instead of the side of it. "One accident and you'll be stuck there for some time."

Seira turned her head to look at him. "I'll be fine, Yunan." She turned back to the dungeon. "It's just this dungeon..." She stared at the tall structure, thinking about the voice and that feeling she got from the dungeon.

Yunan smiled as well. "This is the dungeon of Baal, after all."

She shook her head before turning back to Yunan, giving him a piercing stare. "I don't think that was it, Yunan..."

Loud voices rang from behind Yunan, getting closer with each thundering march.

"Hey!" A sharp voice shouted and Seira and Yunan looked up at the new arrivals. "Who dares come to this island?! This dungeon is property of the Partevia Empire!"

An army of soldiers stood before Seira and Yunan with stoic faces and armed to the teeth. A man with an extravagantly decorated helmet with a large red feather on the top appeared to have been the one who spoke to the two and the general of the army.

Seira jumped down the stairs of the dungeon and landed next to Yunan. "We are just mere fishers passing by and saw this spire in the midst of the ocean. We were curious and decided to investigate such a beautiful building." The magi lied smoothly and smiled gently at the men.

The general pointed his sword at them and his army followed in suit. "Don't lie to me, plebeian!" He spat out, quite literally as some of it landed on Seira's face. "I saw no ship on the shore before arriving, so tell me! Who exactly are you?! Spies from the Reim Empire?!"

Seira wiped away the spit with her hand and flicked it away, sticking her tongue out in disgust at the smell of wine now on her fingertips and face.

Yunan stepped closer to the general, placing a hand on his chest where his heart should be. "We mean no harm to you at all, sir."

"Lies! How dare you speak that way to a Partevian general?! I shall punish you for your insolence!" The general yelled and raised his sword to hit Yunan.

Seira leaped in front of Yunan and kicked high, basically doing a sideways split in mid-air. Although she was small due to her age, due to the jump beforehand coupled with how high her leg went, her kick managed to hit the falling tip of the Partevian's sword and force the sword backwards, smacking the blade into its wielder's fat nose.

"Hey now," the brunette said quietly as she landed, her bangs covering her eyes, "the only one who can hit Yunan," she looked up and glared coldly at the general, "is me."

Stunned, the man looked down to find out who had countered his sword and the owner of the icy voice, only to see a child of the age of 8. "A child?"

Seira chuckled darkly. "Well this child just stopped the attack of a general of Partevia. I don't know about you, but I think that might be a tad worrisome. Is Partevia lacking in their military training or are you simply too stupid to use that sword correctly?"

"You stupid little girl!" The general hissed, his face turning red. He looked like a human tomato. Any moral the man ever had or regards to the fact she was a just a child went out the window after such humiliation. He looked to his soldiers, pointing at two of them. "Seize this girl for her audacity!"

The two soldiers ran toward Seira, who ran towards them as well, her fists clenched tightly underneath her long sleeves. They wanted to fight her? Fine. She wasn't really satisfied with that hit to the general anyway. She was still angry from the man attempting to harm Yunan and she was ready to unleash all the pent-up anger on these two "soldiers".

One soldier reached her first, thrusting forward his spear towards her shoulder. Seira sidestepped to the right, dodging the spear and the soldier that held it. As the soldier passed Seira, she roundhouse kicked him, sending him flying to the stairs of the dungeon, knocking him out cold the moment his head came in contact with the stone.

The second soldier came from her left, aiming his sword at her abdomen. Seira easily ducked under the horizontal slice and kneed the man in the gut, causing him to cough up saliva. The force of the kick propelled the soldier upward. Seira landed and jumped up after him before elbowing his head. He shot down to the earth, creating a crackled crater upon impact, he laid unconscious in the ground.

"You insolent girl!" The general growled and looked at his men. "Don't just stand there, get her!"

The entire army gave a loud battlecry and charged forward, their general following in suit after a moment.

Seira smirked and gestured with her hands tauntingly. "Come on then." The Rukh around her glowed a dangerous red.

A hand clapped on Seira's shoulder. "I think it's time for us to leave." Yunan stated nonchalantly.

The two of them vanished in a flash of light just as the general stabbed the air where they once stood.

"Oh, come on, Yunan!" Seira shrugged Yunan's hand off her shoulder angrily. "I had that fight!"

Yunan frowned slightly, "Against an entire Partevian army?"

Seira crossed her arms. "Of course."

The magi sighed and shook his head. The girl did not know when to stop her protective behavior.

"By the way, where are we?" The brunette asked as she took in her surroundings.

The land around them was alive. Children laughed and giggled as they frolicked about and adults chased and scolded after them. Vendors shouted from their stands of their wares and prices. Yes, they all had different things to do and different places to be, however, they all had the same physical traits: white hair, tan skin, and green eyes.

Yunan smiled. "Heliohapt, the land that touches the sun."

Dun dun DUNNNNNNNNN! Heliohapt, land of a certain few characters we all know and love to death! XD I'm pretty sure, I'll be able to post Chapter 2 before the end of winter break, so enjoy this for now! ^_^
As for those of you who had read the original version of this chapter, I had to edit this once I remembered that Seira is 9, not 19. Whoops. I hope you guys enjoyed the newer version.

Review Replies:

MagentaPeace: Thank you! I wish there were more that take place during AOS, but ah well. I'm kinda glad I'm one of the only ones who've done this though. :3

Amaere: That's good, thank you! Here's the update! XD

Tiruru: Thank you! Tiruru-san, I'm pairing her with someone... But there's a reason why it says OCx... at the end of the summary! XD Love your profile picture of Blizzard Princees btw. :3

Ja ne~ 〜（ゝ。∂）