The S Core Saga

ORIGNS 1

Prologue Beginnings

Nothing, it had always been this way no life, no air, liquid or solids not even space or time existed here, there was nothing, suddenly a disturbance began and for the first time there was something. Quickly the disturbance grew filling the vast expanse with something; a strange energy that seemed to loop with neither beginning nor end, the loop began to spin rapidly expanding as it did becoming a sphere of colour and light. As it expanded planets and stars began appearing fuelled by the energy released from the sphere becoming galaxies and universes growing beyond all comprehension until finally the sphere stopped, the energy intensified briefly before contracting passing back through what it had created until it had become the size of a small planet at the centre of the universes, there it solidified into a strange bone like substance and everything was still once again.

In the middle of the bone world the ground shifted rising and forming itself until a large palace was created with unusually shaped corridors and rooms. In the largest room two thrones rose from the ground surrounded underneath by eight smaller thrones perched on top of a large staircase making a semi-circle around them. Behind the thrones five large alcoves formed split down the middle, in each alcove ten statues formed one in each split male and female.

The central alcove's right split showed a teenage boy with wavy hair clothed in strange armour, on each arm from shoulder to hand was a large gauntlet, at the end of the gauntlet a large blade the size of a broadsword extended outwards towards the floor. On his chest a medallion with the picture of a star above a ribbon showed, when looked at the statue seemed to give out an aura of hope making all problems seem less. Next to this was the statue of a young teenage girl with a curtain hairstyle, she was dressed in armour almost exact to that of the statue of the boy but she held in her arms a large halberd, and a light could be felt around it, a power that could not be comprehended. On her chest a medallion similar to the boy's could be seen with the image of the sun.

The alcove to the left showed on it's right side the image of what seemed to be a demon, hunched slightly forward covered in fur, it's face glowed in a kind smile showing cruel looking fangs, three fingered hands grasped what looked like double ended swords, its feet had only two toes and bridged sharply upwards leaving a strange dewclaw at his upraised ankle, a spaded tail could be seen behind him and on close examination his eyes had no pupils, yet despite his fearsome appearance there was a gentleness about him, a kind wisdom that endeared it to all that felt it. Beside him stood a young girl with her hair tied back into a ponytail, short and slightly skinny she wore armour that looked almost delicate on her, attached to her left arm was a shield however when examined closely spikes could be seen hidden under the shield and it was attached to a launcher of some kind, held in her right hand was a short sword. There was a kindness similar to that of the demons around her but it was laced with a sharp edge, an attitude of confidence.

The right alcove's first statue was that a teenage boy with short spiky hair who could be identified easily as the oldest of the children. He wore close fitting armour and held a katana, there was an air of childlike innocence around him mingled with curiosity. Next to him a statue of a girl slightly younger stood proudly, she had spiked hair similar to that of the boy next to her and in each hand she grasped a curved shota. Around the statue pure confidence blazed.

To the far left an alcove stood, the right statue showed a skinny boy with untidy hair, the boy's body was slight and smaller than that of the others and a large scarf and cloak covered most of his body and face leaving only an unusual lightning shaped scar visible above his eyes. In his hands he held a two handed sword that curved back and forth, the air around him seemed colder and muskier and a sense of foreboding surrounded his body. Beside him a statue of a short girl with waist length straight hair stood. A small smile played on her lips and a long straight sword was grasped firmly in one hand. Despite the statues shortness a feeling of pure physical power existed around her mixed with excitement.

The final alcove on the far right held the last two statues boy and girl. The boy was of medium height with slightly spiked hair and a cocky smile, he wore no armour but instead a modified gi and held a large staff with a sword blade attached. The girl was slightly shorter and part of her hair on her left side was bunched up in a short pigtail, she held a heavy dagger almost large enough to be a sword in each hand and seemed even cockier than the boy she was next to.

At once around the walls and floors of the palace tapestries and beautiful furniture appeared, fireplaces opened up in the walls and exquisitely carved items in gold, silver and gemstone materialized from nowhere. Around the outside of the palace beautiful gardens and lakes formed filled with animal and plant life that could only of come from someone's imagination such was their beauty, in the distance mountains rose filling the skyline with their majesty and though there was no sun to orbit a gentle light appeared in the sky seeming to come from some unreachable source and then finally the planet itself began to spin.

Back in the throne room of the palace three men appeared from nowhere though those who saw them would never call them mere men, there was some incomprehensible power around them a force beyond the reckoning of those who had been so recently created. Together they walked until they reached the foot of the steps leading up to the thrones and as one they looked up at the statues behind them.

'Is it complete?' the man on the left asked, he had bright blonde hair and sky blue eyes, kindness and love flowed out of him and there was a certain satisfaction in his eyes as he looked upwards as though this place was somehow his doing.

'Yes brother' the first man replied 'this realm has come into being flawlessly'. He possessed long brown hair and hazelnut brown eyes but though the wisdom could be heard in his voice there was an indifference about him as though this was simply a fact barely worth talking about.

'I cannot see the point in this brothers' the third man remarked, he had short cropped black hair and vivid green eyes, a sneer marred his face, an evilness so complete surrounded him that the air itself seemed to tremble. 'Let us simply choose one champion each and set them to battle.'

'That is not our way' the second man said 'and besides you know I have no interest in joining this game'

'That is right Shai'tan' the first man said with a note of humour in his voice 'you know our dear brother is indifferent to our test, but either way it has begun and you cannot back out now.'

The man known, as Shai'tan scowled angrily at his brother 'I have no intention of withdrawing from this contest Shai'gan' he grunted. 'So are those your warriors? Odd how you choose many instead of one.'

'I believe that the burden will be easier carried by several warriors rather than one' Shai'gan explained patiently ' even our neutral brother agrees with me in this respect, don't you Shai'ran?'

'If we are to do this then let it be now brother' Shai'ran said ignoring his brother's question 'choose five of your ten to be released now,' a bite of impatience in his voice.

'Very well brother' Shai'gan smiled and raising one hand towards the statues he roared ' TERRAN, CHAOS, PALIDEN, AZRAIEL AND ARCHANGEL ARISE!' Immediately the five male statues began to pulse with the same energy that had begun everything, suddenly a spirit version of the statues burst forth from the statues chests and glided towards Shai'gan.

'HUNT MY CHILDREN THROUGH TIME AND SPACE ITSELF FOR THE BODIES WE HAVE PROVIDED AND AWAIT YOUR RELEASE!' At once the five spirits shot out of the door and up into the cold reaches of space. As the spirits faded from the three brothers sight Shai'gan turned to his dark haired brother and said in a more normal tone of voice. 'And what of your warrior Shai'tan?'

'He sleeps for now but he will awaken soon, unlike you dear brother I bestowed my gift on one instead of sharing it' he smirked 'but as you have said it is begun now let us leave and await the beginning.' With that two of the three brothers vanished leaving no mark of their presence leaving only one standing alone. Slowly the being known only as Shai'ran walked towards a nearby window, reaching it he lifted his head and sadly regarded the darkening sky. 'How many will perish before they are satisfied?' he whispered and then he too was gone.