Remember that I don't own any of the characters of Ronin Warriors and
places belonging to it. Yet Kamaree, Lumaree, Naki, and so on are mine and
are not to be used without my permission. Pretty much, if maree (mar-IE) is
in the name, then the character belongs to me. Also, the 'elden' language I
created, so if it seems similar to any language you know, chill---it wasn't
my fault! -coughs- Anyway--on with the story! :)
.Deceit.
Ryo heads back into the group, shaking his head with confusion. Ebony strands fall over his brow, covering his features. With a sigh, he sweeps the tresses from his sight. "That was strange." He does not remember anything that happened before, except the strange looking Dynasty soldier that somehow vanished. He then notices the large city block, and halts with awe. "Whoa-Guys, look!"
The others, except Sage of Halo, intake the destruction of the buildings. They gasp, wondering how at one moment the buildings where perfect, and now almost completely razed down. Glass shimmers under streaks of lightning and the earth shudders from rumbles of thunder. Shallow streams of thick red liquid runs through the cracks and low places on the pavement. The creeks steam in the chilling air and emit a foul odor.
"What is that?" wonders Cye out loud, motioning toward the streams.
"Blood," Rowen replies after a moment's pause. He glances at the black sky above, hand over his stomach, trying to pass over nausea. He nearly fails, but manages to get his stomach under control.
Cye turns from the sight, his face pale. He rubs his temple, large blue eyes closed. Sickness envelops him as well, nearly downing him. He waits a few seconds before daring to mutter anything. "Human?"
"Ah think so."
"Wait--what happened anyway?" interrupts Kento, even he trying to evade the gory image. "Did we fall asleep or something? 'Cause the last time I looked, nothing happened."
"What do you mean?" asks Rowen. He frowns, tilting his head forward. "Why do Ah feel like we've forgotten somethin'?"
"Yeah--I remember a Dynasty soldier, but that's it," adds Cye, scratching his head. "But what happened to it?"
Kento shrugs, "Well, he's gone, and we're alive, so I guess that means he's dead-right?"
Sage stares at the others, nearly unbelieving his ears. He narrows his violet eyes, frowning. "Don't you guys remember Kamaree?"
"Kay-mar-ie? Who's that Sage? No one's here but us," inquires Ryo. He stares at Sage for a few moments, worrying slightly.
Sage sighs, rubbing his temple with his fingers. "I guess you guys don't. Then why do I remember? Why?" He turns from the others, trying to figure out why he can remember the vanished girl and not the others.
"Bud, I think you need help," Kento interrupts, clasping Sage's shoulder firmly. He grins, then moves away from his friend. "Don't sweat. A few nights in Las Vegas, and you'll be great. Umm-hey guys, can we get away from here?"
"Yeah, come on guys, this place doesn't bode well. We gotta find Mia and Ully before any bucket heads can," agrees Ryo. He and the others begin to head away from the crumbled buildings and steaming creeks of blood.
Sage grabs Ryo's arm, stopping him. "Ryo, don't you remember her? You seemed the most drawn to her."
"To who, Sage?" Ryo replies, unable to hide his confusion and curiosity. Suddenly, the voice of a small boy and a girl catches his attention as he turns to face them. "Mia! Ully! We've been looking for you!"
***
"The council has begun. Lady Kamaree, Lord Lumaree, please present your testaments to the Sacred Counsel of Maraah," instructs an elder unicorn, Ruka. His mystical glow is blinding from his ancient age, yet his form is thin, and his horn and hooves dull silver also from age. His ancient bones creaked and cracked as he moved, thus he attempted to remain stationary as much as possible. He stands beside the Lord Naki, dwarfed by his height.
Kamaree and Lumaree tilts their skulls forward, showing respect for the noble Maree that surrounds them. Kamaree lowers herself onto one knee, while Lumaree lowers his front half. Both rise at the same time. Lumaree begins the information first.
"An old and new threat has invaded the mortal world, my friends, and again the Ronin Warriors have been sent to deal with this threat. Alas, they cannot handle this threat alone."
"Our contacts believe that the darklord, Talpa, has combined his powers with the lord of the 9th dimension, Sulron, and is planning to take this world as their own."
"Yet Lord Talpa has been deceived, for Lord Sulron wants this world as his own, and will not share willingly with Lord Talpa. Lord Talpa is not strong enough to defend himself against Lord Sulron."
"That is why he allied himself with Lord Sulron, to finally defeat to Ronin Warriors, and conquer the mortal world and enslave the mortals within it."
The fierce golden eyes of the Hawk Maree, Kalmir, focus upon Kamaree. He ruffles his silver tinted feathers trying to enlarge his appearance. Wings are swept open, beating once before his slender body trembles and feathers are settled. "Do you expect us to help defend these Ronin Warriors, Lady Kamaree?"
"We must! They are all that stands between us being free or being slaves! We are also bound to help them! That is why we were created, Taymaree, to aid the Ronin Warriors in the battle against Talpa. Do you not remember this?"
"And how do you expect us to do this? And why should we do this?" demands Lord Kalmir. He then laughs, "Child, we were created to battle Lord Sulron, not help them. You on the other hand, vowed to protect them. Not I. Remember that. So I ask you again, why should we aid them?"
"Because if we don't, then all of us are doomed. The humans may be enslaved, but other creatures will die. Do you think Lord Sulron and Lord Talpa will allow you to live, Kalmir? Especially us! We can defeat them, and they know it--or at least Lord Sulron does, and he will not stop until we are all destroyed. Lord Kalmir, I do not know about you, but I do not want my children enslaved, and if I were you, I would not want my children destroyed. We may be immortal in life, but we still can die," retorts Kamaree.
"You cannot be killed though, Kamaree! Your body has not produced a child; thus there is no Maree to replace you. Many of us has already had children to replace us, thus we can die."
Kamaree sighs, closing her eyes. "And what good would having a child be to replace me, if my love is dead, and she is enslaved? Neither love nor child I have, but others have both."
A large, silver buck strikes Kalmir with velvet antlers. "Silence, Lord Kalmir! She speaks the truth! And your defiance will only end in your death!" The buck changes his gaze to Kamaree. "My dear Lady Kamaree, many of us cannot leave our realm long enough to accompany you on this quest. Who do you choose to go?"
"I will go myself," she replies, turning toward the buck. "I am the only few who will be immortal, even in death. Also, I have been with these warriors when they defeated Lord Talpa once before, even though they did not see me."
"And they should not have seen you this time," interrupts Naki, stepping forward from the Maree ring. "And since I have taken you in, I will accompany and guide you. I have aided them with the Ancient One long ago."
"I as well," adds White Fang. "For I have been with you since I was a pup, and your side will I stay. But you also will go, Kalmir, Taymaree, for your defiance against us."
"Me!" he screams, mixing human language with hawk. "Why me?" With a grumble, he swoops from his perch in a pine to land upon Kamaree's gloved arm. "You better not drop me."
"Trust me," responds Kamaree with a growl, "if I wanted to, I would, just to end your bitter tongue."
Ruka nods slightly, sageful eyes closed tightly, inhaling deeply before speaking. He could feel the danger and darkness growing already. The law of the Maree would have to be defied just to save this world and the creatures in it. But it was something Ruka knew long ago that they had to do. "Then you four shall go. Are there are no others who will volunteer?"
"I will go," replies a deep, gravely voice. The owner of the voice steps forward from the shadow of the woods, his gleaming ebony coat rippling with muscle at every step, his large form towering even the unicorns and buck. His hooves create an echo through the woods, and the lashing of his tail against hide creates the emotion of a whip. Evil and good surrounds him, just as coldness seems to swirl around him. He glances at Ruka with crimson tinted eyes. "I will see that this assignment is done correctly!"
"Lord El Diablo Negro! Never to these meetings do you participate! Why come now?" demands Naki, stepping forward. He lowers his cranium, spiraled horn pointed toward the devil equine. He could never trust this creature, and it is a shock to them all that he would show.
"Because," replies El Diablo Negro, ignoring the unicorn's hostile threat, "the Lady Kamaree needs a steed of strength and deceit, not a foolish King who should be in his kingdom."
Matara Naki lunges forward; his teeth gritted with rage. "And a horse is more noble then a unicorn?"
El Diablo Negro calmly turns his cranium, smirk revealed within eyes. He chuckles softly, amused by the unicorn's insult. "Did I say that, Naki? And if you fought me, even with that horn-do you expect to win?"
Kamaree waves at Kalmir, and then to White Fang, "Come on, let's go, or we'll be here forever listening to these two argue."
"I agree with that," grumbles White Fang, stepping up beside Kamaree. He glances back at the unicorn and horse, ice blue optics rolled. "Only difference with them is that one's white and has a horn."
"And one's Satan's brood, don't forget that."
"Never," responds White Fang, vanishing with Kamaree and Taymaree into the wood. All three are covered by swirling mists and vanish, leaving unicorn and horse to argue.
.Deceit.
Ryo heads back into the group, shaking his head with confusion. Ebony strands fall over his brow, covering his features. With a sigh, he sweeps the tresses from his sight. "That was strange." He does not remember anything that happened before, except the strange looking Dynasty soldier that somehow vanished. He then notices the large city block, and halts with awe. "Whoa-Guys, look!"
The others, except Sage of Halo, intake the destruction of the buildings. They gasp, wondering how at one moment the buildings where perfect, and now almost completely razed down. Glass shimmers under streaks of lightning and the earth shudders from rumbles of thunder. Shallow streams of thick red liquid runs through the cracks and low places on the pavement. The creeks steam in the chilling air and emit a foul odor.
"What is that?" wonders Cye out loud, motioning toward the streams.
"Blood," Rowen replies after a moment's pause. He glances at the black sky above, hand over his stomach, trying to pass over nausea. He nearly fails, but manages to get his stomach under control.
Cye turns from the sight, his face pale. He rubs his temple, large blue eyes closed. Sickness envelops him as well, nearly downing him. He waits a few seconds before daring to mutter anything. "Human?"
"Ah think so."
"Wait--what happened anyway?" interrupts Kento, even he trying to evade the gory image. "Did we fall asleep or something? 'Cause the last time I looked, nothing happened."
"What do you mean?" asks Rowen. He frowns, tilting his head forward. "Why do Ah feel like we've forgotten somethin'?"
"Yeah--I remember a Dynasty soldier, but that's it," adds Cye, scratching his head. "But what happened to it?"
Kento shrugs, "Well, he's gone, and we're alive, so I guess that means he's dead-right?"
Sage stares at the others, nearly unbelieving his ears. He narrows his violet eyes, frowning. "Don't you guys remember Kamaree?"
"Kay-mar-ie? Who's that Sage? No one's here but us," inquires Ryo. He stares at Sage for a few moments, worrying slightly.
Sage sighs, rubbing his temple with his fingers. "I guess you guys don't. Then why do I remember? Why?" He turns from the others, trying to figure out why he can remember the vanished girl and not the others.
"Bud, I think you need help," Kento interrupts, clasping Sage's shoulder firmly. He grins, then moves away from his friend. "Don't sweat. A few nights in Las Vegas, and you'll be great. Umm-hey guys, can we get away from here?"
"Yeah, come on guys, this place doesn't bode well. We gotta find Mia and Ully before any bucket heads can," agrees Ryo. He and the others begin to head away from the crumbled buildings and steaming creeks of blood.
Sage grabs Ryo's arm, stopping him. "Ryo, don't you remember her? You seemed the most drawn to her."
"To who, Sage?" Ryo replies, unable to hide his confusion and curiosity. Suddenly, the voice of a small boy and a girl catches his attention as he turns to face them. "Mia! Ully! We've been looking for you!"
***
"The council has begun. Lady Kamaree, Lord Lumaree, please present your testaments to the Sacred Counsel of Maraah," instructs an elder unicorn, Ruka. His mystical glow is blinding from his ancient age, yet his form is thin, and his horn and hooves dull silver also from age. His ancient bones creaked and cracked as he moved, thus he attempted to remain stationary as much as possible. He stands beside the Lord Naki, dwarfed by his height.
Kamaree and Lumaree tilts their skulls forward, showing respect for the noble Maree that surrounds them. Kamaree lowers herself onto one knee, while Lumaree lowers his front half. Both rise at the same time. Lumaree begins the information first.
"An old and new threat has invaded the mortal world, my friends, and again the Ronin Warriors have been sent to deal with this threat. Alas, they cannot handle this threat alone."
"Our contacts believe that the darklord, Talpa, has combined his powers with the lord of the 9th dimension, Sulron, and is planning to take this world as their own."
"Yet Lord Talpa has been deceived, for Lord Sulron wants this world as his own, and will not share willingly with Lord Talpa. Lord Talpa is not strong enough to defend himself against Lord Sulron."
"That is why he allied himself with Lord Sulron, to finally defeat to Ronin Warriors, and conquer the mortal world and enslave the mortals within it."
The fierce golden eyes of the Hawk Maree, Kalmir, focus upon Kamaree. He ruffles his silver tinted feathers trying to enlarge his appearance. Wings are swept open, beating once before his slender body trembles and feathers are settled. "Do you expect us to help defend these Ronin Warriors, Lady Kamaree?"
"We must! They are all that stands between us being free or being slaves! We are also bound to help them! That is why we were created, Taymaree, to aid the Ronin Warriors in the battle against Talpa. Do you not remember this?"
"And how do you expect us to do this? And why should we do this?" demands Lord Kalmir. He then laughs, "Child, we were created to battle Lord Sulron, not help them. You on the other hand, vowed to protect them. Not I. Remember that. So I ask you again, why should we aid them?"
"Because if we don't, then all of us are doomed. The humans may be enslaved, but other creatures will die. Do you think Lord Sulron and Lord Talpa will allow you to live, Kalmir? Especially us! We can defeat them, and they know it--or at least Lord Sulron does, and he will not stop until we are all destroyed. Lord Kalmir, I do not know about you, but I do not want my children enslaved, and if I were you, I would not want my children destroyed. We may be immortal in life, but we still can die," retorts Kamaree.
"You cannot be killed though, Kamaree! Your body has not produced a child; thus there is no Maree to replace you. Many of us has already had children to replace us, thus we can die."
Kamaree sighs, closing her eyes. "And what good would having a child be to replace me, if my love is dead, and she is enslaved? Neither love nor child I have, but others have both."
A large, silver buck strikes Kalmir with velvet antlers. "Silence, Lord Kalmir! She speaks the truth! And your defiance will only end in your death!" The buck changes his gaze to Kamaree. "My dear Lady Kamaree, many of us cannot leave our realm long enough to accompany you on this quest. Who do you choose to go?"
"I will go myself," she replies, turning toward the buck. "I am the only few who will be immortal, even in death. Also, I have been with these warriors when they defeated Lord Talpa once before, even though they did not see me."
"And they should not have seen you this time," interrupts Naki, stepping forward from the Maree ring. "And since I have taken you in, I will accompany and guide you. I have aided them with the Ancient One long ago."
"I as well," adds White Fang. "For I have been with you since I was a pup, and your side will I stay. But you also will go, Kalmir, Taymaree, for your defiance against us."
"Me!" he screams, mixing human language with hawk. "Why me?" With a grumble, he swoops from his perch in a pine to land upon Kamaree's gloved arm. "You better not drop me."
"Trust me," responds Kamaree with a growl, "if I wanted to, I would, just to end your bitter tongue."
Ruka nods slightly, sageful eyes closed tightly, inhaling deeply before speaking. He could feel the danger and darkness growing already. The law of the Maree would have to be defied just to save this world and the creatures in it. But it was something Ruka knew long ago that they had to do. "Then you four shall go. Are there are no others who will volunteer?"
"I will go," replies a deep, gravely voice. The owner of the voice steps forward from the shadow of the woods, his gleaming ebony coat rippling with muscle at every step, his large form towering even the unicorns and buck. His hooves create an echo through the woods, and the lashing of his tail against hide creates the emotion of a whip. Evil and good surrounds him, just as coldness seems to swirl around him. He glances at Ruka with crimson tinted eyes. "I will see that this assignment is done correctly!"
"Lord El Diablo Negro! Never to these meetings do you participate! Why come now?" demands Naki, stepping forward. He lowers his cranium, spiraled horn pointed toward the devil equine. He could never trust this creature, and it is a shock to them all that he would show.
"Because," replies El Diablo Negro, ignoring the unicorn's hostile threat, "the Lady Kamaree needs a steed of strength and deceit, not a foolish King who should be in his kingdom."
Matara Naki lunges forward; his teeth gritted with rage. "And a horse is more noble then a unicorn?"
El Diablo Negro calmly turns his cranium, smirk revealed within eyes. He chuckles softly, amused by the unicorn's insult. "Did I say that, Naki? And if you fought me, even with that horn-do you expect to win?"
Kamaree waves at Kalmir, and then to White Fang, "Come on, let's go, or we'll be here forever listening to these two argue."
"I agree with that," grumbles White Fang, stepping up beside Kamaree. He glances back at the unicorn and horse, ice blue optics rolled. "Only difference with them is that one's white and has a horn."
"And one's Satan's brood, don't forget that."
"Never," responds White Fang, vanishing with Kamaree and Taymaree into the wood. All three are covered by swirling mists and vanish, leaving unicorn and horse to argue.