Different Time and Space

Different Time and Space

Part 2

I do not own Sailor Moon or Ronin Warriors

"We have a problem," Zircon muttered to the group as they were working on their own business.

"What?" Lady Kayura asked her son.

"The ancient staff is missing," he replied, cringing.

"How could it be missing?" she demanded.

"I don't know," Zircon said, "I woke up this morning and noticed it was gone."

"Let's go look for it," Chloe suggested, "Maybe it's only misplaced."

"No, I've already looked," Zircon said.

"Then someone must've stolen it," Ivy grumbled, "Okay, who did it?"

"No one here would steal the ancient's staff," Anubis said.  "Someone must have sneaked in when we were all asleep."

"But we were guarding the castle until almost midnight," Gwen mumbled with a yawn. "We didn't see anyone."

"Then it happened when we went to bed," Priscilla said.

"Someone has also stolen the Prism Crystal Orb at Neo Queen Serenity's castle," Trista announced, "and I am sure that it has to be the same person who stole the staff."

"Do they know who did it?" Kale asked.

"Not exactly," Trista responded, "but Neo Queen Serenity told me that Robyn had a dream and she saw someone dressed in black steal the orb and blind Whiteblaze the tiger."

"They injured the tiger?" Gwen asked, "That's so cowardly."

"I suppose all we can do is search for this person in black," Chloe said.  "I wonder if it had anything to do with what attacked mother."

"What attacked me wasn't human," Hotaru whispered, rubbing her arms, "It was like an alien or a monster."  She closed her eyes; "I can still see it even when I close my eyes."

"Hotaru, are you all right?" Anubis asked in concern.

She sighed, "No, Anubis," she replied honestly, "I'm not."

Anubis wrapped his arms around her to help calm her down. 

"Don't worry, Mom," Chloe said, "We'll stop it."

"Chloe," Hotaru said, "whatever you do, don't let that thing get too close to you.  If you can't fight it then just run."

Chloe nodded.

"I mean it, Chloe," Hotaru pressed.  "That thing is dangerous."

"I'll be fine."

"Let's get moving," Priscilla commanded, "We need to get the staff back.  Zircon, you're coming with us."

He nodded, "It is my fault that it's missing."

"No it's not," Priscilla said with a smile.  "The thief still would have taken it even if you were awake."

They began to leave the castle, with only their instincts to lead them.

Rowena was leading the others northward in a frozen wasteland.  They were all in their sub armors.  The north wind was blowing in their faces.

"What makes you think the thief took the crystal orb all the way out here?" Robyn demanded with a shout from the back of the line. 

"Hey, if you're too cold, Robyn," Rochelle stated, turning her face over her shoulder with a grin, "put on your armor of Warfire!  That oughta warm you up!"

Robyn pretended not to hear the silly remark and slowed her pace.  She didn't want to be near the others right now.

"Actually, Rowena," Vincent said, "Robyn does have a point.  Why are we walking out here?"

"I don't know," Rowena replied, shielding her face with her forearm, "but the ancient told me to go this way.  He said that someone is waiting for us here."

"I don't hear him," Vincent said.  "And the ancient has been dead for a long time."

"A spirit still lives, Vincent," Rowena muttered, "and a spirit can still see what we cannot.  If you want to go back home I won't stop you."

"If I concentrate hard enough then I don't even feel the coldness," Phyllis said to Rochelle.

"Really, can you show me how?" Rochelle asked.  They both laughed.

"Um, Rowena, dear," Joy said, placing her hand on her shoulder, "can we stop for a moment?"

"What's wrong, Joy?" Rowena asked, "Are you hurt?"

The others stopped but Robyn stayed far behind.  She stood with her arms crossed with her back against the wind as she mumbled curse words to herself.

"Oh, no dear," Joy whispered, "but I sense water nearby and I am not even wearing my armor of Ice Torrent."

"Snow is all around us," Vincent commented.

"That's not the water I'm sensing," Joy said as she shook her head, "Don't be alarmed, love but," she lowered her voice to a whisper and leaned forward to Rowena as she cupped her mouth, "we're walking over a lake!"

"A lake?" Rochelle exclaimed.  Robyn was too far away from the group to hear her.

"Sh!" Joy hushed, "The snow is two feet deep and the ice underneath us a foot and a half deep.  We're safe as long as we don't jump up and down really hard.  We're pretty close to the deep end."

"You can tell how much ice and how deep this lake is?" Phyllis asked in amazement, "wow!"

"Thanks for telling me, Joy."  Rowena thanked.

"Anytime, darling."  Joy said.

 "Let's keep moving," Rowena said, "but be careful."

Because Robyn was standing in one spot for too long and she was a soldier of fire, the ice and snow melted and she fell into the bitter cold lake.  Had she been wearing her full armor of Warfire, she would have fallen in the water almost immediately when she stepped on it.

"Robyn!"  Rowena shouted.

"I'll go after her," Joy said, "You must get off the lake in case there's a crack in the ice." She pointed forward, "The shore is about twenty feet from here.  Just keep running!"

Rowena nodded and made haste to the edge, taking Vincent with her.

"Joy, are you nuts?" Rochelle demanded, following Joy to the hole, "that water is freezing!"

Joy sighed, "Rochelle, love, I'm Joy of the Ice Torrent, water, even freezing water can't bother me."  And with that, she took a breath and dove into the icy water.

"Come on, Rochelle," Phyllis urged, pulling her back, "Joy will be okay and even if she does get hypothermia, she can treat herself! Her mom's a doctor!"

"Quickly," Rowena ordered. She ran away, but carefully so she wouldn't fall into the water.  When the others reached the shore and looked back to see if Joy came up to the surface, they couldn't tell because of the blizzard.

"Did Joy make it?" Rochelle asked, holding her hand over her eyes, "I can't see her!" she cupped her mouth, "JOOOOOOOYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"

Even under the water, Joy heard Rochelle call for her.  Joy could hold her breath for almost thirty minutes and could swim for two hours straight.  If she wanted too, and this five-mile in diameter lake wasn't frozen, she could swim across it in just two minutes, maybe just one minute if she pushed herself hard enough.  The cold water could sting anyone else's skin, but it felt good to Joy.  Everything was crystal clear and except for the circumstances, the water looked quite beautiful under the ice.  Soon she caught sight of Robyn sinking farther down and swam after her.

Robyn was unconscious but Joy felt a faint heart beat when she got to her.  'Hold on, darling,' Joy thought, hoping to send a telepathic message to the unconscious Robyn, 'we're almost there, love.'

Joy began to swim for the surface and find the hole.  Had the ice already began to form over the hole?  It would only be a few moments until Robyn's heart will stop and Joy may have to perform rescue breathing or maybe CPR.  But as hard as Joy looked, she could not find the hole.  (AN: Have you seen the movie Never Cry Wolf?  Well, I never fallen in a frozen lake before and I hope I never will, but the person in the movie did and then he couldn't find the hole.  So I guess it's hard to find the hole under the water. More information for your vital knowledge!)

'Where's the bloody hole?' Joy thought furiously, palming the frozen ice as she searched for the hole, 'This water's great, but Robyn's going to die if I don't get her out of here!' 

Robyn's energy began to decrease and Joy could sense it.  It was like the ice was taking away her fire.

'Well, if I can't find the hole,' Joy thought, 'then I'll just have to make one!'

As the others were thinking it was too late, they saw Joy's trident break through the ice and snow.

"It's Joy!" Rochelle cried, "She's all right!"

Joy pulled herself up out of the water with Robyn on her back.  She walked carefully over the rest of the frozen lake and sat on the shore.  She checked to see if Robyn's was still beating and thankfully it was.

 However, Robyn wasn't breathing.  Joy didn't make time to panic and removed her helmet as she began to perform rescue breathing.  After Joy gave Robyn five breaths, water spilled up over Robyn's mouth like a fountain and she choked.  Joy leaned back to give her air.

 "We'll need to make a fire for her."  Joy said.  "I think as a soldier of fire she's vulnerable to cold."

 "So, Joy, how do you feel?" Rochelle asked.

"Actually, love," Joy said with a smile, "I feel refreshed!  You know swimming in a frozen lake is quite refreshing.  I should bring my parents with me next time."  Her smile grew to a grin, "Can I go again?"

Rochelle laughed.

Phyllis built a fire and Vincent removed his cape to wrap around Robyn.

"Are you all right, Robyn?" Rowena asked.

Robyn gave a quiet groan, "w-what h-happened?" she stuttered with blue lips.

"You fell in the ice," Phyllis answered, nodding to Joy, "and Joy fished you out."

"Ice?"

"Yes," Rowena said, "we were walking over a frozen lake and you fell in.  Joy was the only one who figured it out.  We wouldn't even have known."

Robyn smiled and shivered, "you went in after me, Joy?  Isn't that dangerous?"

Joy shook her head, "I wouldn't call it dangerous love. I'd call it refreshing.  Even if you didn't fall in I still would have gone in for a nice little dip!"

"No you wouldn't," Rochelle teased, "you just wanted to play hero!  Admit it, that water was piercing cold but you did it to save Robyn!  Even if she is so bossy all the time!"  Rochelle laughed and Phyllis smirked as she shook her head.  Joy let out a sigh.

"Thanks, Joy," Robyn said, "If you happen to fall into a volcano, I'll go in after you.  Of course, we wouldn't be in this mess if Rowena had led us someplace warmer!"

"Joy, can you put her back in the water for a sec?" Rowena asked, "I think she needs to cool off again!"

When Robyn got her strength back, they began to keep walking.  Robyn leaned against Phyllis though she wasn't quite to her full strength.  Phyllis didn't mind though, her mother always was the 'carry the injured' person.  (Haven't you noticed that Lita is always the one that helps hurt people?  She was giving Sailor Moon a piggyback ride when she passed out. Why do you think Jupiter did it and not Mars or Venus?)

"I'm starving," Robyn moaned, "let's go back to the lake and catch some fish."

"Yeah, that sounds good!" Rochelle chimed.

"Oh, here," Vincent took the little bag off his belt and opened it.  Inside were a few nuts and fruits, like trail mix. "Not much, but I hope it will do." He poured some in Robyn's hand.

"Thanks, Vincent," Robyn mumbled.

"How about you, Rowena?" Vincent asked, turning around where she was standing. "Hey, where'd she go?"

"Rowena?" Joy whispered. 

"She was just here," Phyllis said.  "ROWENA!"

A few moments later they saw Rowena in her full armor walking down carrying a doe over her shoulders.  "I thought you all might be hungry," she said, "so I went for a little hunting trip when you weren't looking."  She grinned as she knelt down and the kill slid off her shoulders.

"Rowena, a deer?" Phyllis whispered.

"Only thing I could find," Rowena commented, "will you cook it for us, Phyllis?"

"If my father finds out he'll kill me!" she shouted.

"Deer meet is good for you," Robyn commented, "My grandfather ate it all the time. But then again, I never did meet my grandfather so I can't be certain but I'm pretty sure he ate deer."  Still being cold and hungry was making it hard for Robyn to think. (Ryo's father was like a hermit or something in the woods, wasn't he?)

"Hey, I know that," Phyllis said, "but I mean, look at it! The poor, defenseless, beautiful, creature.  Rowena, how could you?!"

"We have to eat something, Phyllis," Rowena said.  "I'm sure your mom cooked dear once."

"Never for dinner!" Phyllis said, "and not when she met my Dad!"

"I'll cook it," Joy sighed, "It shouldn't be too hard."

"Yay! Thanks, Joy!" Rochelle cheered.

"Traitor!" Phyllis cried, throwing her arms in the air, "It's wrong to kill animals!  Don't you know I'm a vegetarian?"

"Sure we know," Rochelle said, her arm dangling over Phyllis' shoulders, "we also know something else."

"What's that?"

"People need to eat!" Rochelle patted her shoulder.

After Joy was finished cooking, everyone except for Phyllis began to eat it.  Phyllis sat away from the group and began to meditate. But the aroma crept close to her and she couldn't force that out of her mind.  Her stomach began gurgling and she was famished.  She knew that eating animals was wrong but she also knew what hunger felt like.  There were no berries around and she had to eat meat, unless she wanted tree bark.

With a sigh, Phyllis stood and walked to the group, "I'm not supposed to eat meat when my father's around," she announced, "but my father isn't here!" she sat down and took a piece of meat and shoved it in her mouth.

"Good, huh?" Rochelle asked.

"Yeah," Phyllis admitted.  'Oh no, don't you start liking the taste, Phyllis!'

Zircon went with the war ladies through the forest.  Chloe was leading them.

"I remember something about a bunch of bandits living out here somewhere.  They're called the Cutthroat Bandits," Chloe said.

"Cutthroat Bandits?" Gwen asked, disgusted.

 "They steal from travelers."  Chloe sighed, "Only I can't exactly remember where they are."

"That's okay," Zircon said, "It's good that you don't really know where they are."  He smiled, "we'll start to think you're one of them."

"Thanks, your majesty," Chloe said.

"Don't worry about finding them, Chloe," Gwen said with a grin, "we can bring them to us!"

"Oh, no, there she goes," Ivy groaned slightly. She mimicked Gwen's voice, "'I am Gwen, the war lady of surprise," as she was acting like Gwen, Gwen ignored her, "'what you see is not real! Ooohh!'  Ow!"

Pricilla knocked her back, "watch it, Ivy, or all you'll be seeing is the darkness of space!"

"Hey, I see someone coming," Zircon said.

"They're the bandits," Chloe said.  "One of them."

"Just one?" Gwen demanded with a moan, "just one?"

"Isn't that easier that having to cast an illusion on a lot of men?" Zircon asked.

"Well, yes, but I was up for a challenge," Gwen sighed, "but one?!  Oh, come on! What happened to the element of surprise? My father is going to be so ashamed of me!"  She faked a cry and then grinned again, "oh this is going to be fun!"

"Okay, Gwen, work your magic," Chloe said.

"I'll get him to lead me to their hide out, stay close but be careful," Gwen informed, "Try not to do anything stupid, that means you, Ivy!"

Ivy groaned.

"Yeah, I mean it," Gwen said, "Illusion casting is an art, so please, don't spit on my masterpiece?  I want people to see it!"

"What is going on here?" the bandit demanded, holding up a lantern.  "Come out or I'll slit your throat!"

"Well, I guess we know why they're called the Cutthroat Bandits," Zircon whispered.

Gwen stepped out of the bushes, "oh, I don't think you'd do that," she said.

Instead of seeing a woman clad in the armor resembling a black widow, the bandit saw a gorgeous looking woman with light brown wavy hair dressed as a harlot.  She wore a black body suit made out of leather, leather boots and red web-like gloves and tights with a seductive smile.

"What are you doing out here?" the bandit asked playfully, returning the smile.  "Are you lost?

"Oh, I might be," Gwen said, "I wouldn't mind seeing your home, that is, if you'd rather stay lost out here.  There are a lot of dangerous animals out here, you know.  They're just out there, watching, waiting for their prey.  Some will come hunting and some will wait until you come to them."

"Will she just get on with it?" Ivy demanded softly.

"Tell me stranger," Gwen asked, "aren't you a member of the famous Cutthroat Bandits?" she walked sexily toward him and took his arm.

"I am," he replied boastingly.

"Ooooh," she whispered, sliding her finger over his mouth, "can you show Lady Gwen all your treasures?"

"It will be my pleasure," the bandit said, "My lady will be very surprised."

Gwen grinned, "Oh, I how loooooooove sssssuuuurprisesssssssssss."

"Right this way, sweetness," The bandit flattered.

"They're making me sick," Ivy complained.

"Shh!" Chloe hushed, "let's go.  Gwen signaled us to follow."

"So tell me," Gwen said, "how long have you been one of the Cutthroat Bandits?"

"Since I was a boy," he replied.

"Ah," she commented, "and what is your name?"

"Ward.  Oh, here we are," Ward said, "this is our fortress."

"It's lovely," Gwen complimented, "I wonder what treasures you hold in side."  She walked to the door and slowly slid her palm down it as she looked back at him, "Jewels, gold, weapons, golden staffs maybe?"

"Ward, what are you doing?" someone shouted from the post, "bringing a…"

Gwen quickly sent what Ward saw to the same bandit.

"Bringing a lovely woman here and not letting in yet!"  He opened the door quickly for Gwen.  "Here to look at our riches, are you?"

"Yes," Gwen said, "I'm here to get something."

"I hope we have what you're looking for," he said.

"Oh, me too," Gwen smiled.

"Here is all of our gold," Ward told Gwen as he opened one door to reveal about twenty large bags of gold. He opened a bag and sank his hand inside to give her a better look of the gold coins.

"This is lovely, but not quite what I'm looking for," Gwen said, playing with his mouth, "do you have anything else?"

"We have some jewels right over here," Ward gulped, walking father inside the room.  He tripped over a bag and got back up, grinning cheerily.  "Oh, here," he opened a chest to reveal many jewels.  "Jewels, you can't go wrong with jewels!" he took a crystal and showed it to her.

"May I inspect that?" she asked, remembering that the Prism Crystal Orb was stolen too.

"You can have it if you want," Ward whispered.

Gwen took the crystal.  It was not the Prism Crystal Orb, only beautiful quartz.  She took a peak inside the chest and saw many rubies and other crystals but no orb.  'They probably didn't steal the orb,' she thought.

"You don't have want," Gwen hissed, sounding displeased.  "I am ashamed of you!  Cutthroat Bandits, ha!  You're only a band of booze hounds!"

"No, wait!" Ward cried, "don't go, I," he said, "Have something more.  We have more, lots more!  You have only seen our gold and jewels.  You haven't even seen our weapon selection yet!"

"Weapons, that's better," Gwen said with a nod.  'Maybe the staff is there.'  She followed him to the armory and she was actly impressed with the selection of armors and weapons.

"Why, hello, there little lady," the blacksmith said, "What can we do for ye?"

"I'm looking for a golden staff," Gwen said, looking the place over, "very nice selection here but I'm not seeing much of interest."

"Let me go see what I can find," the blacksmith went to a corner away from Gwen and Ward.

"Well, Ward, I must say I am surprised," Gwen said, "now tell me, do you love surprises?"

"Oh yes," he closed his eyes, wating for a kiss.  When he opened them, the harlot became the armored black widow.  "What?"

"SURPRISE!" Gwen cackled as she took Ward by the throat, "there's a reason why I look like a black widow!" she hissed.

"What's the matter, Ward?" The blacksmith asked turning around, "How in the?"

"Stay back!" Gwen shouted, "Or I will cut your throat!"

Ward wiggled around in Gwen's grasp as she pulled him near, "what are you going to do to me?" he gasped.

"Giving you reward," she replied, "the only reward you deserve!" she pressed her lips against his and though any men would want to kiss a beautiful woman, there was something that wasn't right here.

The kiss seemed to cause Ward great pain and he was screaming and shaking as he started seeing scary images run through his head.  Gwen dropped him and he fell flat on his back, his eyes wide in fear, and his face twitching in disgust. 

"Sweet dreams," Gwen mumbled.

"What did you do?" the blacksmith shouted.

"ELEMENT OF SURPRISE!" she threw another illusion, taking away everything the blacksmith remembered.

"Thank you, come again."  He mumbled.

 Gwen stepped out of the armory.  Some bandits that heard Ward scream came forward.

"She's a witch!" someone shouted.  "I thought she was here to buy something!"

"Stop her before she takes everything!" another ordered.

Gwen waited until a bandit ran after her with his sword.  She picked him up by the collar and threw him against the wall.  The others heard the commotion inside and took it as their cue to enter.

"Did you find it Gwen?" Zircon asked.

"No, they don't have it," she replied.  "Let's get out of here!"

"Kill them!" bandits cried.

"Look at all this gold," Ivy commented, "oh, can we just take a little bit?"

"No, Ivy, come on!" Gwen said and blew a kiss at the bandits, "goodbye, Cutthroat Bandits, see you around!  ELEMENT OF SURPRISE!"

The Cutthroat Bandits stood motionless, wondering what they were doing.  Ivy five-finger discounted a sapphire when they weren't looking.  The war ladies and Zircon left the fortress.

"Give it to me, Ivy," Priscilla commanded.

"Give you what?" Ivy demanded.

Priscilla reminded time to where she took the sapphire and fast-forwarded it back.

Ivy groaned and gave it to Priscilla.  "Well, what are you going to do with it?" Ivy asked.

"Nevermind that," Priscilla said, "let's find the staff."

"Can you just take us back in time to where we had it and bring it back?" Ivy asked. 

"That really won't work," Zircon said, "we need to find it."

"I'll take us back in time to see what happened," Priscilla said, "maybe we'll find a clue."

"Okay," Chloe said, "sounds like an idea."

"Hey!" Gwen muttered.

"Oh, good job, Gwen," Chloe said.  "The bandits didn't know what hit 'em."

"Elementary, my dear Chloe," Gwen joked.

"BACK IN TIME!" Priscilla concentrated and went back in time, but a little too far in time.

"Where are we?" Ivy demanded, looking around.

"The question is not where are we," Zircon said, "but when."

"I think you went too far in time, Priscilla," Chloe said with a cringe.

"What makes you say that?" she asked.

"That!" she screamed, pointing to the T-rex that was down eating a slain dinosaur.

"Priscilla, you took us to the Jurassic era!" Gwen muttered, "quick, take us back before the giant meat-eating lizard notices us!"

Raptors noticed them instead.

"Run!" Zircon screamed and the five began running. 

"Take us back, Priscilla, take us back!" Ivy shouted.

"Gwen, make them look like sheep!" Chloe pleaded.

"That won't work!" Gwen said, "They'll still be chasing us!"

"Freeze time or something, now!" Ivy ordered.

"Take us back to the future, come on, come on!" Zircon cried, "I don't want to die!"

"I'm trying, I'm trying!" Priscilla said, "There, FORWARD IN TIME!"

They took them forward and they were standing in a small room where thirteen men were eating. The men were listening intently to one talk about someone in the group will betray him.

"Is it I master?" one of the followers asked. 

{AN: Please don't find this offensive. I'm a Christian too. I just thought this would be pretty funny to put them in the scene of the last supper.}

"Not far enough," Ivy whispered to Priscilla.

"Right," Priscilla whispered back.  "By the way," she said aloud to the men eating together, "It's that guy."  She pointed to Judas and the men gasped.

"Why Judas?" Peter, James, and John cried.

The next second the five were back in their right time.  "I hope you just didn't change anything back there," Chloe said.  "He was supposed to give the sop to Judas, not have us point him out to every one!"

"Well, it's nice that we're in our right time," Zircon sighed.  "Hey, I see the staff!"

The staff was the first item the group saw and then they saw the person who was carrying it.  It was a girl with a broad-rimmed hat, much like the ancient and she wore robes with shiny armor.  On her back were two swords, much like Kayura's

"She stole it!" Zircon shouted, "unhand the ancient's staff, you thief!"

"Hmm?" she mumbled, "but I am of the ancient clan."

"Wait, Zircon," Chloe said, "she's not dressed in black."

"And she said she's of the ancient clan," Ivy added, "but something's not right."

Behind her, four men walked up, dressed in the armors that only the ancient could make.

"Is this an illusion, Gwen?" Chloe demanded, "I don't think it's funny!"

"No, it's real," Gwen gulped.

"Their armors look so much like ours," Priscilla said, "oh, I know what is wrong here."  She giggled, "I brought us in a different dimension in time.  I think these people are us, only our genders have been switched."

"I'm a girl!" Zircon shouted.

"See what happens when you interfere with the past?" Gwen demanded, "now the whole bible needs to be rewritten because you pointed out Judas to anyone!" 

"You just messed up many religions," Ivy added, "some people will believe that the sop was given to Judas but others will say 'but in the bible a jackal's daughter pointed him out to everyone'  what were you thinking, Priscilla!"

"Okay, I'm sorry!" Priscilla shouted.  "Gee, everyone wanted to know!"

The girl holding the staff of the ancient cleared her throat, "Forgive me for not introducing myself, my name is Crystal."  She tipped her hat a little, showing her long blue hair and white bangs.  "And these are the next generation of warlords." She gestured to the men.

"I am Conrad," said the one closer to Crystal.  He wore a rust colored breastplate with gray hooks on the front.  His legs of the armor were a brownish-bronze and he wore a maroon cape.  His helmet was gray and red and it was called armor of the coyote. He held a long sword in his right hand and his left hand he had a claw.  "Warlord of Darkened Time."

"So your parents are Kale," Priscilla said, "warlord of corruption and Sailor Pluto, soldier of space and time, right?"

Conrad nodded, "yes," He took off his helmet to reveal black hair with green highlights in the shape of Kale's and purplish eyes. He looked so much like Kale, only younger and with Trista's hair color and eye color.  Not to mention he had no scar on his pretty face.  Priscilla was impressed.

"Their mine too," Priscilla said, "So I guess you're my brother."

"Priscilla," Ivy muttered, "our brothers?"

"Would you rather refer them as a boy image of yourself?" she demanded, "I didn't think so!  And that is basically what they are!"

The next one beside him went on.  He took a step and there was a soft rattling.  His armor was dark green and dark red in color and had red spiky shoulder guards. His breastplate was green and his helmet red. It looked much like the armor of cobra, only the colors of everything were switched.   What was red on the cobra armor was green on this one and what was red on this armor was green on the cobra armor.  On his gauntlets, boots, and six katanas hung the rattlers of a rattlesnake, which gave its name of the armor: the armor of the rattler.

"I am Murdock, warlord of Poisoned Water."

"But I am---," Ivy began and saw the look in Priscilla's eyes, the faked a smile, "I'm your sister!"

Murdock removed his helmet to reveal short hair the shape of Sekhmet's but in the color of Michelle's. His eyes were the color of the sea and they didn't look too snake-like.  He shared the same birthmark as Sekhmet and Ivy.  He smiled faintly.  Ivy groaned.

"And I am Duncan," the one in brown and gold armor said, "Warlord of Disorder."

 

"And how good are your illusions, Duncan?  Are they surprising?" Gwen demanded with a smile.

"They're confusing, so I'm sure they must work."

"Do you get fun out of it?" Gwen inquired.

"Gwen," Ivy mumbled.

"How will I know if I don't ask?" Gwen demanded to Ivy in a whisper.  When Ivy didn't answer, Gwen said, "I thought so."  She raised her voice to Duncan again, "so you like casting illusions, right?"

Duncan shrugged, "sure, I guess."

Gwen looked surprised, more so than anyone that she had cast an illusion on before.

Duncan's armor looked much like the armor of tarantula, only the colors were different. The dark pink majority on tarantula was brown and the under armor was gold the ribbed stripes close to the neck were blue.  His armor of was called the armor of the Brown Recluse. (I didn't know what else to call it, the Tarantula, Black Widow and Brown Recluse are the only 3 spiders I know the names of and I HATE spiders so why would you think I would do research on them?)  He removed his helmet to reveal white short hair, thin and wispy like spider silk that hung in his eyes and around his face.  He had his father's eyes.

"You really don't like playing with people's minds?" Gwen asked again, "then what do you do?"

Miles shook his head, "actually, I prefer to bask in the sun, take walks, ride horses, exercise…"

"You just don't like, you know, hang out?" Gwen asked.

"No."

"Are you sure you're not playing with my mind?" Gwen inquired, "you really don't like to be a warlord of confusion, throw illusions around and laugh while they don't understand what's going on?"

"No.  I truthfully get tired of it after a while."

"I can't take this," Gwen mumbled, "I need to sit down."  She took her helmet and sat on the grass as she rubbed her head.

Chloe removed her helmet, "I'm Chloe, War Lady of Destruction.  My parents are Anubis and Sailor Saturn.  I presume they are yours to?" she asked the last warlord.

He nodded and took of his helmet, showing his red jaw-length hair and forked eyebrows.  His bangs looked the same as Anubis' and his eyes were a shade of gray.  "I'm Rufus, warlord of Revolution."

Rufus' armor looked a lot like Chloe's, but more like Anubis'.  The under armor was a pale yellow and the breastplate was purple.  His helmet looked much like Anubis' helmet of Ogre so it was called the armor of the Troll.

"Well, now that we know who everyone is," Zircon began, "have you seen someone in black carrying the ancient's staff and a orb run through here? Anyone?"

Crystal and the four warlords exchanged glances, as if they thought Zircon had just gone crazy.

To Be Continued…