The Keeper Of The Light
By Chang Liko
Chapter Six - Trowa
Disclaimer: Don't Own.
Trowa laughed as the ball darted past him, stirring up water in its wake. Waving to his friend on the beech, he called, "That's all right, Quatre! I'll get the ball! Just give me a moment!" With that, he turned and swam further out to sea, his giant tail gleaming in the sun every time it broke the surface of the water.
Trowa was a young man of about 17. His father, whom he had never known, had died in a great battle, trying to defend the oceans from those who would plunder it for their own purposes. His home was the water. Instead of legs, he had a giant tail that sparkled green and blue, with a touch of silver. His hair was plastered to his head, but usually, his bangs would protrude out over one eye, giving him a mysterious look.
Looking back at his friends, Trowa waved before diving underneath the water to retrieve their ball. Just as Trowa has reached the ball, a young boy appeared in front of him. Usually, Trowa would not have thought this strange, but the boy in front of him had legs, not a tail, and everyone knew that beings with legs couldn't swim or breath underneath the water.
Holding the ball close to his bare chest, Trowa questioned, "Who are you? How are you able to breath, no, even exist under the water?"
Smiling, the young boy replied, "There is no need to fear me, Trowa Barton. I will not harm you. I have come here to ask you something of great importance. It is up to you whether you decide to accept my request or not."
Glancing around, Trowa relaxed a little, nodding. "I will listen to your request. But I do not know whether I will accept it or not."
"All I ask, is that you listen," the young boy replied. "I am sure that you know the tale of how the four elemental gods were defeated. I am the holder of the Keeper of the Light, the being who defeated the four gods. When I defeated them, though, it was left up to me to decide who to pass the powers of the four gods onto. I have already passed on the powers of the element Wind to a member of the Wind clan. To you, I have chosen to pass on the powers of the Element Water. These are very dangerous powers, and need an iron will to control them. With them, comes great responsibility. But, to govern them correctly, you will have to agree to immortality, because without it, when you died, the powers would destroy every ounce of water and water-based thing on Earth. I'll ask you only once. Do you accept what I ask of you? Do you agree to become the holder of the element Water? If you do, once you receive the powers, all knowledge of them will be erased."
Frowning thoughtfully, Trowa glanced around. "If I don't accept these powers, what will happen? Do you have anyone else in mind for them?"
Shaking his head, the young boy replied solemnly, "You are the only person that has the strongest capabilities for handling the powers. There is someone else chosen, if you do not wish to accept the powers, but I know their future. They will corrupt the powers and turn them evil. Eventually, the powers would destroy him and everything within its reach. You are the only one that is fully capable of handling these powers."
Sighing, Trowa turned back to the boy and said, "Very well. I accept what you ask of me."
"Thank you."
The water around them began to bubble and suddenly a whirlpool appeared, swirling around them unchecked, the damage it could do, forgotten, as the young boy and Trowa were encased in a deep, sea-green light that protected them from the flood of water surrounding them. As the glowing began to dim a little, a deep green, almost black, streak appeared in Trowa's hair and a giant, silver and blue fin protruded from the middle of his back, as his tail lengthened and grew lighter. The swirls of water surged towards Trowa and encased him, protecting him and finally easing into him, becoming part of his blood.
The light dimmed and finally disappeared all together as the young boy said, "When I am gone, you will remember nothing of your powers until the time is right. Also, you will change back to your normal self, until you are needed again. Until later." With that, he disappeared, leaving Trowa behind, no memory of what had happened.
Looking down at the ball he held in his hands, Trowa smiled and swam for the surface, heading back to his game with Quatre.
To be Continued…
A/N: I hope that you all enjoyed Trowa's story. Up next is Quatre's story. Please Review!