Disclaimer: I do not own Dynasty Warriors or any of their characters. Koei does!

A/N: Hullo peoples! I've decided to start another story but will work on DWR at the same time. This story however is not along the lines of humor at all but more along the lines of serious stuff. I've been pondering a story such as this using some original characters of mine, two of them being Chao Yan' and 'Chao Pei' . More will be introduced along the way as the story progresses. Hopefully this will turn out the way I want it to... Hope you all enjoy !

Chapter One: How The Weak Suffer

"Father! Father! Where are you!" a young child cried amidst the chaos of a burning village. It was evening and the sun had been setting over the horizon of the mountains and set an array of colors throughout the sky. Birds were soaring over head heading towards their nests to tend to their eggs. The day would have been perfect hadnt been for the horrific sight of black smoke rising slowly to the heavens. It polluted the skies of its color and beauty. Who could have done such a thing?

This way and that, buildings were collapsing due to the fire that engulfed the city whole to fill its needs. Devouring anything and anyone that would dare come near. Screams of fear and shock spread through the plains as people were losing their homes and family members. Some had gone missing, some had been injured and even killed. "Father! Where are you!" the young girl cried once more. The girl had been seperated from her family during the chaos. Villagers scrambling this way and that trying to get away as fast as possible. Running, the girl accidently tripped and bruised her knee on the hard surface of the dirt. Tears swelled up and burned her cheeks with its salty taste.

Madness was the word used for such acts committed. Madness had swallowed the land whole and sent many people towards corruption and power hungry. To fulfill their ambitious dreams that would bring the land under one rule... then the people would know peace and tranquility. Such are the dreams of many rulers. One man however knew that with the fighting came dire consequences. How is there to be peace, when many are dieing for a cause that may never happen. This man wasnt going to wage war to bring peace to the land... he was going to wage war to kill those whom he thought had no strength of leadership and had no support of the people. This man was Chao Yan of Wan.

Hours passed and the sun had risen once more to begin another day. Suffering and poverty was the condition of many men and women, and yet they seemed to enjoy life as it is. It made Chao Yan happy to see such spirit within these kind of people. The village though was burnt to ashes with very little houses still standing. Villagers littered the roads scrounging through the ashes to find nothing left of their possessions. Some even found members of their families, or even good friends dead by burning to death.

"Why... why must people torment the weak?" Chao Yan said with anger filling his eyes and emotions tampering with his head. Yan stood infront of a young girl, who was laying face first in the dirt. Dead. The smoke was thick around the village and it must of suffocated her before she even had a chance to escape. "I am sorry young one. I am sorry everyone... No one should deserve this..." Chao Yan then closed his eyes and bowed his head. It wasnt long before the man could be seen on the outskirts of town burying the young girl whom was confirmed dead by a local doctor. A pity the young suffer...

Chao Yan marched back towards the village with no signs of emotions in his face, but inside he was weeping for those who lost their lives in this raid. If only he could've done something to protect the people. If only he was stronger... That was when he decided to start up a Band of warriors. Then after that, start his own kingdom to bring down others. Chao Yan declared that he would not be fighting for control of the land, but to bring an end to fighting. Even if he himself has to bring up arms. It was the only way...

"Father!" A man yelled loudly trying to get Yan's attention. It was his son, Chao Pei. It lifted relief off of Chao Yan's shoulders knowing that he survived through this tragedy. Together the two helped around the village, cleaning up the ash, and helping the elderly with their possessions ( Or whatever was left ). So much damage was inflicted that the whole village would have to be rebuilt basically. It was then Chao Pei spoke...

"Father... perhaps we should move the village people towards the city of Cheng Du. I heard that it is under control of Liu Zhang. Im sure that he will accept us into his city and aid the people through this ordeal."

"A wonderful idea Pei!" Chao Yan patted his son on the back. An important task was now in the process. Transporting everyone towards the city of Cheng Du that was not even that far away. Its castle top could be seen from the village, depending on the angle from where you look. It brought a smile to Yan's face seeing everyone helping one another, conversing and trying to fill one another with hope. This... this was what Chao Yan wanted for the people. Not war.

"When we reach Cheng Du... we shall begin our plan!"

"Yes father! Your dream shall be become a reality soon enough! And its beginning will begin at the city of Cheng Du. But... how are we to defeat all of the other kingdoms with the few capable warriors we have now?"

"Do not worry my son. As I said... when we reach the city of Cheng Du the plan will fall into place. All we can do now is help everyone get there safetly..." Chan Yan said as he turned towards his fellow villagers. Many of them were struggling to keep up with the father and son. Some of them were to weak to carry on knowing that their father, mother, sons or daughters have perished all due to a bandits raid. A sad sight indeed for someone who would care so much about those he lived with his whole life.

Chao Pei noticed his father glancing back at the villagers. "Dont worry about them father. They all have a strong will... this is just one of those things they have to get through with the help of others. An obstacle in life as you would say?"

"Hah... True words you speak of my son." Yan laughed as he looked over at Chao Pei he was smirking, his eyes focused on the floor paying attention to where he walked. "I guess all we can do is march for Cheng Du and hope for the best of the people that the Lord there would accept us into their city. If not... I fear the worst for everyone with us now. If only we had the essential supplies to rebuild the town..."

"Lord Chao Yan!" an elderly villager cried out suddenly. Walking as quickly as he can to Yan, he bowed his head and spoke of a woman who had collapsed just recently. The father and son looked to each other and both ran to the scene.

Chao Yan was the first to arrive. "What happened? Is she exhausted?" The other villagers nodded. Chao Yan shook his head and manuevered around her and picked her up in his arms. "I will carry her... just keep moving to Cheng Du or the heat will start getting to us." Walking on with the woman in arms, Chao Pei watched him...

"Father... such compassion." Smiling, he walked up next to his father and begun conversing with him about the plans for the future and what it will hold for them.