Chapter 11- Wisdom of the Stars
Authors Note: It took a while to determine the layout of the family lines. After careful consideration it was detemined that the Original Character Sanjuro was the brother of Kaosu. Castor is also a made up. His story comes soon, I promise. He needs a complete chapter to himself. Right now I am focused on getting to the fight I wrote about at the beginning. Bear with me, please.
Touma was un-nerved by all of this. Not only did Ryo have a sister, but the Guardians were waking. He wondered about Chiron. Greek History had placed him as the centaur who taught heroes. When he died he became Saggitarius always chasing the Scorpion. Touma wondered if this chasing was symbolic.
"Maybe it is..."
Touma jumped. "Guardian?"
"Hai. You are fast. Come see me. I will land where you land."
Touma considered this. If indeed Sanjuro was coming home, it would be proper for someone of his family to greet him. Little did he know the truth of his heritage.
The same figure with the cold demeanor was watching the Straits. Long dark blue hair whipped wildly in a fierce wind that had blown up. Castor smiled. "So this is where he will land...interesting." Castor turned away after giving the skies a glance. "Maybe Uncle will understand where his brother went..then again who knows.." Castor faded away in a black warp.
Sanjuro was in orbit when he sensed the dark form leave. Thoughts sprang to his mind. Where was Kaosu...that Monk...surely there was a reason behind all of this. Sanjuro hid a secret from the other Guardians. He was an Ancient, bound by sacred law to defend what ever cause he saw fit. His brother Kaosu was the un-named Monk. When Kaosu had come to visit that one time, it took all Sanjuro had to restrain himself from beating the crap out of his brother. Sanjuro smiled softly, remembering his youth and life with the clan. It came crashing down the day Kaosu was ascended to the status of Leader, and Sanjuro fell to the promise of quick glory. Sanjuro chuckled when he thought about his brother. He wondered what the old bastard had made for himself and if he was ok.
Touma looked at Ryo and Angel. "I have to go. My Guardian has called. It seems that Hariel will soon waken Ryo."
Ryo sighed and smiled. "It will be a glorious day indeed, but first I must fight the Chaos Warrior. He challenged me as the White Knight. I don't think he realized that armor is the five of us united."
Touma cracked a grin. 'Well you have me, you know that."
"Yep, still gotta repay those favors when you saved my ass so many times."
Touma grinned and headed out, donning his armour and taking to the skies. He knew it was dangerous to be seen but time was of the essence.
Sanjuro saw the dark blue bubble fly and smiled. So this was his heir. He was indeed strong.He then sensed it again. The same darkness, that awful power. The Infamous Murderer Castor. Sanjuro frowned. What did this guy want with Touma? The darkness did not make a move to attack Touma though and seemed to look past the warrior of Air and right at the Guardian.
"Hello Uncle."
"Who are you?"
"I think you know." Castor replied.
"You must be mistaken. I do not know you."
"True, but you know my father. Does the name Kaosu ring a bell?"
Sanjuro winced. "How dare you profane that honored name!"
"Tis true. If you look close enough you will see his eldest son, Aleczanderen."
"Alec! What happened to you?"
"This is the Armor of Soul...the dark half of the Armor of Ages..."
Sanjuro sighed. What had his brother done? It was confusing as Kaosu was totally unpredictable. He cut the connection to Alec and plummeted to the Earth.
Touma was waiting for him as Sanjuro dispelled the bubble. Alec saw this and faded away happy at last that four were awake...
It now had been two weeks since Ashura made his challenge. He had come back...