The Armor of the Soul
By Dixxy
Chapter Nine: Inside the Dynasty
Trulpa sat fuming in her throne room. After her entire Kaze scheme had (almost literally) blown up in her face, she had dropped into a rather bad mood. "Damned Ronin Senshi," she mumbled. "Kaze was NOT an experiment that was meant to fail!"
Brenamon floated before her mistress, trying to figure out a way to figure out a way to cheer her up. Simply, in the Dynasty, if Trulpa wasn't happy, no one was happy (unless you happened to be one of three special prisoners that we all know and love- they're VERY happy when she isn't happy). "I do not know how I can be of service, but if you know of anything. . ."
Kamusa, Trulpa's right hand whiny brat, sat on the arm of Trulpa's throne. "Why not re-construct him?"
"No, that would require going through the whole experiment again," said Brenamon. Going through the whole experiment again was something she didn't want to do, anyways. . . "We need to unleash another plan, but something the Senshi won't be able to handle."
Kamusa grinned. "Why not send me, Kayura, and the Dark Warlords on them? The traitor and the brats won't be able to handle us all," he said. "Warladies, too. Osiris and Anubra could double-team Ria, Cara and Cale could go after Halo, and so one."
Trulpa shook her head. "No, too easy. I want this to be a glorious victory. And the Staff could play a role in it, Kamusa dear." In response, Kamusa pouted and folded his arms.
"There must be something we can do, milady," said Brenamon. "But what?"
"Well, why not throw Anubis that bait you and I discovered?" said Kamusa. He grinned at the prospect of the idea. "Lure Anubis here to come get his son and then attack the Senshi!"
Trulpa sighed. "He might not believe it to be true or deny it."
"But whether or not Cye of the Torrent is his flesh and blood doesn't make the fact that they are friends and allies any less true," said Brenamon. "Even if he doesn't believe us about that, he may believe us when it comes to other matters."
"Yes, very true," said Trulpa. "But I already have a few plans for him and the other two."
Kamusa growled. "Why'd you even bother capturing three Ronin Warriors anyways, Trulpa?" he asked. "They hate your guts, you hate theirs, and you have to brainwash them to get them to do anything! I'm telling you- COMPLETE WASTE OF TIME! Just kill them now, use Talpa's power, and obliterate the Senshi once and for all!"
Trulpa laughed. "So? I don't care how I get the Ronin Warriors to work, if I can do it, I will!"
Brenamon grinned. "You'll understand eventually, you dim-wit."
Kamusa drew one of his Comet Swords. "You wanna fight, Nether Bit-"
"SILENCE!" cried Trulpa. "I will not have you fighting amongst each other. Brenamon, don't call Kamusa names. Kamusa, don't draw your swords to another member of the Dynasty unless they prove treacherous."
"Yes, milady," they said in unison. Trulpa groaned. She was beginning to suspect that her loyal servants practiced saying such phrases.
Lady Kayura, Kamusa's sister, zapped into the room. "Mistress Trulpa, how are you feeling?"
"With the defeat of Kaze? Not good," said Trulpa. "I need another plan, which is what the three of us are discussing and it isn't making me feel any better."
"Why don't you have a bubble bath after the meeting? They always make me feel better," said Kamusa. Brenamon rolled her eyes and Trulpa raised an eyebrow. "They do!"
Trulpa turned back to Kayura. "Well, Kayura, what news have you to bring to me?"
Kayura laughed weakly. "Well, I'm afraid your mood isn't going to get much better."
Trulpa's eyes widened. "What do you mean!?"
"Well, the Warlords and I, as you know, we went to check on the Ronin Warriors, right?" she said.
"Get to the point!" said Trulpa.
"One of them is missing," said Kayura.
"DAMN!"
Now, loyal fans, is the time that the Senshi will know the truth. The origin of their armors. Anubis' secret. And about their partners in arms, the mighty Ronin Warriors! And now begins the story of one of those Ronin Warriors and the Senshi of that respective armor.