Sovereign Warrior
Just so you know, I having problems completing the last chapter/epilogue, so don't expect that to be up any time soon after I get the chapters previous to it up. Disclaimer: I don't own the Ronin Warriors.

Sovereign Warrior

Chapter 8

Time had slipped away for Cye and there was very little socialization between him and his keepers. Which isn't to say he didn't learn some pretty stunning things. White Blaze was in the Dynasty with him. The very first attack on him by the fire cat had been merely a distraction in order to capture the tiger. Cye also learned that the former warlords were being held in another cell, their armors taken from them also. Yet he heard nothing of the fate to befall him or his armor.

These things he heard when some conversations drifted down to him from Talpa's throne room above. Whenever he happened to be conscious he would listen to these in hopes for news of his friends.

Since his arrival here Cye had been subjected to countless forms of torture; and the unceasing apathy of his tormentors was unnerving. He would give anything for the monotonous routines of everyday life. But he could not have even that. He was a Ronin Warrior and he had an obligation. And as long as Talpa lived that's how long he would have to protect this place.

Voices caught his attention and he realized Talpa was chewing out yet another of his new employees. The words he heard seemed foreign to him and he searched his fevered brain for a meaning.

"What do you mean 'escaped'?" Talpa's voice roared.

"Th-the tiger escaped, sire, he's gone." Came the faint reply.

There was a moment of silence, then Talpa bellowed, "You shall pay for you carelessness!" Followed by a blood-curdling scream that Cye knew he would never want to hear again. There was a loud explosion and then silence once more. Over and over this happened and Cye could still here each individuals' terrified screams in his mind as they were murdered. He wondered how Talpa found replacements for everyone he killed.

"Dunados!" He yelled.

"Yes, my liege?" The warlord said rather shakily soon after entering the room and spotting the corpse.

"Gather soldiers and find that tiger and a replacement while you're at it." Needing no further explanation Dunados hurried from the throne room.

Cye shifted uneasily hoping they wouldn't come near his cell. Once in a while though, footsteps would come close enough to make him jump.

Two soldiers paused just outside his door and started murmuring to each other. He thought he caught the word "Ronins", but he wasn't sure. Where were his friends?

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Down in the dark recesses of the Dynasty was a maze of passageways that hadn't been used in centuries. They were full of debris, dust, and desolation. In the darkest of these tunnels a light flared to life and out of it fell four dark figures. The light then disappeared.

"Get your knee out of my side!"

"Wow, it's dark in here."

"You wanna bet?"

"You wanna get off me?"

After the Ronins assembled themselves they worked on the light problem. Ryo quickly solved that by lighting a torch.

"So this is where Talpa lives?" Asked Rowen eyeing the clutter.

"Who did you expect, Martha Stewart?" Kento replied.

"Well, I never thought of Talpa as much of a housekeeper."

"I never thought of Talpa as one at all. Now, lets get going." Ryo ended the conversation and hurried down the hall stepping over rocks that used to be in the ceiling. The others followed.

Eventually, as they went, the debris cleared up but the darkness remained and Ryo's torch was growing dim.

Ryo took another step and when he put his foot down the stone tile under it shifted with an odd click. Confused, he stopped and looked down.

"What is it?" Sage asked just before pain raced through Ryo's limbs, he cried out and lost his balance falling forward with a grunt. Kento and Sage were instantly at his side while Rowen checked out where he had stepped. A small metal swell had emerged just above the surface of the stone tile and when this came in contact with Ryo's foot it had given him a painful electric shock. Rowen looked over to see Sage and Kento helping him up. When they let go Ryo swayed a bit but seemed to find his balance.

They continued on, always careful to check for any more tricks. Unfortunately they didn't always find them.

"Does this hallway ever end?" Sage complained crossing his arms and leaning against the wall for a break. The stones creaked in protest as his weight caused a hidden door to open. Sage fell backwards with a cry of surprise as the door closed behind him.

"What happened?" Ryo demanded, feeling frantically along the wall for the hidden doorway.

"I'm not quite sure but I think something knows we're here." Rowen answered doing the same. The three searched vainly for the trap door, but when their fruitless search turned up nothing more than dust and grime, they decided to press reluctantly on.

After an immeasurable amount of time, disaster struck once again. A trap door in the floor had been triggered and Kento had fallen through. Their party was now reduced to two. How far those two would make it without their friends was about to be determined.

Some time later Ryo and Rowen entered a small room with no other exit besides the one they had come through. The dripping of water could be heard throughout the chamber. They were about to leave when a creature, not unlike a bat, flew down from the ceiling and landed on Ryo's hand, biting it, causing him to drop the torch. It landed in a small puddle where it sputtered and finally died, swamping the room in darkness. The creature fluttered off in the dark.

"Rowen?" Ryo called uncertainly.

"Yeah Ryo?" Came his reply.

"Just checking to make sure you were there."

Silence.

"Rowen?" Ryo called again.

Again silence, except this time it wasn't broken by Rowen's reply. A heavy breathing sound filled the room.

A claustrophobic feeling came over Ryo as he realized he was not truly alone. He really didn't like being alone especially when something this immensely large was standing right behind him breathing down the back of his neck.

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