Ok, this is gonna be my totally redone version of "Untitled." The last story just didn't seem to go right after a little while. I looked it over and just didn't like it at all. It seemed way to fast, and the grammar at the very beginning totally sucked major ass. So here's my new version of "Untitled." Hope yall like it.
Chapter 1
The clocked chimed midnight in the large mansion where the Ronin Warriors now slept peacefully in their beds. Everyone was sound asleep, dreaming pleasent thoughts. Everyone, that is, except Mia. The light from inside the old study room was kept on as Mia flipped through her grandfather's old books that he usually found information from before storing into his computer files, but sometimes he would leave out important information that he thought was useless at the time, but which was very useful in their current situation. Tulpa had come yet again, but this time he brought a new friend for the guys to "play with" as he had put it.
After Anubis left and Lady Kira beginning to go against her master, Tulpa had recruited a new warrior: Sonya. She was a vicious woman who loved to torture her foes before killing them. She hadn't been particularly hard on the guys, seeing as how she was new and wanted to "play" with her new found "toys." Her words, not Mia's. Though she wasn't hard on them, she was able to injure them quite a bit considering that every attack she gave them sent the guys flying. Her speed was incredible, and her power was unimaginable. Even after the guys had brought forth their Inferno Armor, she was able to send them into the ground laughing. She would've killed them had she not decided to "play" with them later.
After all of them had returned and were cleaned up, Mia went straight to the study. She was determined to find a way in which they could defeat this new foe without becoming so badly wounded, or worse, killed. She sighed and shut which seemed the hundredth book, which, in all actuality, was really just the ninth. She placed the book on the growing stack on the table before getting up to get another one. She went over to one of the many bookcases that were piled high with old and new books. Old pieces of armors and artifacts collected over the years were placed around the room between and on top of bookcases and on tables. Mia walked over to one of the back bookcases, searching the books for anything that may hold some type of information on anything that would help them. She ran her fingers along the spines of the books, skimming over the titles of each book.
It was then that she noticed it. Looking at the title of the book, Mia frowned. The book was a small, leather bound book that was covered in a layer of dust with yellowing pages. Most of her grandfather's books were quite old, but none of them were this old. What puzzled her even more was that while all of her grandfather's other books were historic books, this one was titled "Mythic Legends." She knew her grandfather was into some myths and legends, but not enough to hold a book for so long.
She carefully removed the book from the shelf, not wanting any of the yellow pages to fall out, and gently opened it. It was then that she read the small notes on the inside. They were similar to those you find in health books when kids told you to go to a certain page and look at something disgusting or sexual. Mia gently turned the pages till she reached the page number that was written on the inside cover. There, folding neatly and set between the pages, was an old and crumbling piece of paper. Mia gently picked up the paper and set the book down on the opened pages. Unfolding it carefully, she began to read what it said.
Helping hands not found in one
But bound be nine
Burning in a pit of fire
Bathing in a swirl of salt
Dwelling in the darkest to give light
Hiding among the mother of life
Sleeping with the eyes that watch over
Mia would have read more, but whatever was on the other half of the paper was torn away. She frowned at what the note had said. It almost seemed as though there were…more armors? It seemed logical enough. The poem in her hand was similar to that of the one describing the Ronin Warriors. But how could that be? How could there be more armors? This confounded her even further. It looked like she was going to be doing a lot of researching, but it seemed like now she had a focus on what she was looking for.
Ok, that's chapter 1. I know it seems a bit short, but just think of it as an introduction to the story. The next chapters will be longer, I promise. Review and tell me what you think!