Disclaimers: I don't own Yoroiden Samurai Troopers. Only five character that appear in this story are mine. (Soo-Yung, Yui, Sakura, Kasumi, and Mara, characters from 'Cursed Maidens' that's all.) The others are just filler characters. I, Animefreak99-06, would like to deeply thank the wonderful writing duo Mirror and Image for being so kind to let me borrow a few of their ideas for this story. Without their consent, I would not be writing this story. Thank you two ever so much. (Turns toward their website and bows to them.) I only hope I don't disappoint the two of you, (Turns back to the readers, bows and continues talking.) or any of the readers who were curious enough to read this story. Word of warning, the characters will be from different races. Seiji and Touma are elves, Shuu is a gargoyle, Shin is a merman, Ryo is human. Shiten is half shape-shifter/ half fox (My twisted version of a kitsune.), Naaza is half shape-shifter/ half snake, Rajura is a shapeshifter, Anubisu is a werewolf. Other characters from the story will be shape-shifters as well. My characters will be written as such, Soo-Yung and Yui are elves, Sakura is a human and Kasumi and Mara are shape-shifters.
The Magical Realm
Chapter 1 A Brief Explanation of Things
The young woman walked slowly towards the desk in the middle of her father's library/meditation room/den. She knew she shouldn't be here, but for some reason something in this room was calling to her. The light of the early morning was shining on the floor of the wall-less room. Well that's not true, there were walls, on all four sides of the room, but there were large windows on three of the walls. The fourth wall had a door, which at this time was slightly ajar. She hadn't completely shut the door, but she wasn't really paying attention to it anyway. Something was calling to her, and that's all she cared about.
As she made her way to the desk, she saw, what she thought was a strange glow illuminating from one of the books piled on his desk. That was what she reached for and picked up. She held it in one hand and opened it with the other. Holding it with both hands, she started reading it. After a few minutes, she realized she was reading the journal of the 'High and Wise Leader'. The head of the elven clan she had been born into, and although she really wanted to stop reading, she couldn't pry her self away. So she continued reading, even though she knew she was going to get a lecture from both the leader and from her oldest brother Touma.
She was truly impressed with the writing style the leader wrote things down. He seemed to write things down in detail, stopped mid-sentence and then, for no apparent reason, skipped to another completely different topic. She continued reading, the topics were mostly about the different races of their world. She read these topics aloud.
"Vampires. Third youngest race. Vampires them selves are not always evil beings, in fact a few of them were and still are very kind and polite to the other races. Sadly however, they are the eldest of their race. The younger and most recently turned among their rank, seem only to enjoy tormenting all the creatures and beings they come across. The method they use to enlarge their ranks is to bestow three bites to the victim. We call it a bite, they call it, a 'Kiss of Death'. And once the victim has been bitten three times, a small amout of their own blood is given to their victim, which then procedes to kill and change the victim into the newest member. While I do realize why they do this, or at least why they feed, it baffles and angers me beyond belief, to see them just going from town to town, village to village, just slaughtering innocent creatures and other beings. Once the eldest of their ranks choose to do something about this, there well be a world of pain placed upon the younger members." The young elf maiden stops reading and turns the page, hoping to read more about the dark beast called vampires, but instead, sees the next page is about gargoyles. She giggles a little, before continuing to read aloud.
"Gargoyles. A very strange race. I'm sorry for writing so, because, to each other, we are all very strange races. With that being said, I will now return to what I was originally writing. Anyway, gargoyles are one of the four eldest races of our world. They are said to have been made from the earth and stones. Wether they were or not, I don't really see as important. But I do know that they are a very strong, determined creature. They turn into big, hulking creatures with wings and can fly a great distance, however can only do so at night. They change into this creature like form when the sun sets at night. However, dispite popular belief, instead of turning into stone statues, they turn into beings that look almost like humans. The only differance is that the gargoyles have mark, or tattoos all over their arms and legs. There are no tattoos on their faces, and only afew decorate their chests and backs. They transform into human-like beings at sunrise and change back into their original forms at sunset. Their skin, wings and tail are impossible to cut, so it is near impossible to hurt or kill one of them. The only way one would be able to inflict damage is to injure them while they are in human form. Why one would want to hurt one of them is beyond me. Seeing as how they are very kind and curious. They like to eat as it takes a fairly large amount of food to sustaine their large form, more so when they fly a long time without rest, or when they in being pursued." The next sentence begins talking about merpeople. With a sigh, she continues to read, still reading aloud, even though there is no one else in the room.
"Merpeople. The second kindest race and another of the four eldest races. Humans like to say that a merperson looks like a cross between a large fish and a human, elves themselves like a cross between a large fish and an elf. There is truly only one physical differance between humans and elves. No make that two, the first is that our ears are slightly larger and more pointed, then a human's ears, and the second is that we are more fair, dare I say more attractive looking then the humans? Well most of us are more attractive then humans, however there have been quiet a few humans who were more beautiful or handsome then we. Ah, but I fear I have strayed from my original train of thought." At this, the elf maiden can only laugh to herself. Their 'High and Wise Leader' is, what appeared to be, extremely scatter-brained. After finally calming down. She continues to read.
"Now back to the merpeople. Wether half fish and half human or elf, it doesn't really matter. They are graceful beings and can handle any situation thrown at them, unless someone catches them into a net and hauls them onto land. They need to stay in the water to survive. Should they be captured and dragged onto land, if they are unable to breath water in through their gills they will most likely die by suffication within five minutes. That is their only weakness." She turns the page knowing that there has to be more to it than that. But heaves a sad sigh as she sees that the next page is about elves.
"Elves. The fifth oldest race in our worlds history. We elves are very proud, not only of our appearances, but of our very existince. We are truly vain, in that most of us, at least 95 percent of us, seem to have forgotten that we are not the superior to the other races, as well as that very same percentage seems to have forgotten about God creating us and allowing us to walk among the other races of this world. They walk around and forget that there is a being much higher than us, that can, if he so chooses, strike us down in an instant. While we have forgotten about him, we haven't forgotten that we elves, besides having larger, pointer ears than humans, also always have brightly colored hair. Be it blonde, pink, purple, or bright blue, it is always a very bright color." She stops reading and looks at one of the two braids her hair is always pulled into, and stares at the pale pink color of it. Then she picks up reading where she left off. Much to chagrin, she sees that the next topic is a compilation of recipes for medicines and salves. She turns the next few pages and is just about to close the book and walk aout of the room, when a folded piece of paper falls out and lands on the floor. She marks the page it fell from and reaches down to pick it up. She notices it's the same writing as the rest of the journal, so without hesitation, starts to read it. The title of this topic is different then the ones she would expect the leader of their clan to be writing about.
"The Fire Child." She stares at the piece of paper for a few seconds, thinking. She had never heard of anyone called fire child. She shrugged and continued reading. " The fire child is a very gifted child. This particular child is the only one in the whole of this world who can manipulate the element of fire. The first fire child was born some where between 2,000 and 2,250 years ago. He and four others children were born with the ability to use and temperarily control the five elements. At that time, a very power hungry shapeshifter, whose name was Arago, killed the king and queen of the shape-shifters wanting only to rule over the clan of shape-shifters. The princess, whose name was Kayura, gathered a rather large group a soldiers and drove Arago and over a hundred of his followers and supporters out of the kingdom. Arago became king anyway and declared war on the young princess and her followers and supporters. After war was declared, Kayura stood before her people and stated that all those who wished to stay out of this war should leave now."
"A short time after, there were three clans. One clan that was almost entirely female, ruled by Kayura, another that was almost entirely male was rulled by Arago and the third was a mixture of male and female, so as to keep the shape-shifters from completely dying out. Around the time this war broke out The five children mentioned above were born. When the five were of age to fight they had become involved in this war. They sided with Kayura and, planned to use a sneak attack to catch Arago off guard and defeat him, thus ending this senceless war. The fire child, however was not able to fight Arago. Somehow a shape-shifter was able to place the fire child under mental control for his master. If I'm not mistaken, his name was Badamon. Anyway, apparently, having lost his parents as a small boy and being shunned for his gift had somehow caused him to grow up bitter and he was easily controled into killing two of his comrades, the ones born able to use water and earth. As he turned to kill the other two, they realized that, as a human, he had been too weak to resist the evil of Arago's palace. And they had to kill him."
"The fire child, although being a skilled warrior and master of fire, stood absolutely no chance against the two who could control wind and light. The two were unable to complete their mission to defeat Arago, however, they did succed in almost completely destroying all of Arago's forces before they left. Never to be seen by the outside world again. In the mean time, about every two or three generations a new fire child is born. The fire child of the new generation, once of age to fight, will try to fight Arago or his forces because of his evil, unjust ways, and always becomes possessed or is killed before any action has occured."
"However, I sense a change in power, Arago has alligned himself with several hundred vampires and several dozen werewolves. Numerous trolls have joined his forces, as well as numerous half breeds. The half breeds themselvesbeing half animal or human and half shape-shifter. The change in power I sense could be the beginning of a war that could consume numerous innocent lives, human, elf, merperson. There is one hope however. I have descovered from a friend of mine, that there is a young boy who was born from the clan of warrior/mystics."
"The clan of the "Ancients", this boy is said to have the gift of foresight, he is also said to have the ability to understand animals. I paid a visit to the village this boy was from, I have also seen what this boy looks like. He is about nine years old. And for a human, he has an inner strength that very few of even the eldest of us can not touch. However this boy didn't catch my interest merely because of those gifts. No, it's his other gift that caught my eye, the flame shaped birthmark on his shoulder, the mark that proves that he is this generation's fire child."
"The boy with his long raven-black hair, and tiger blue eyes. His name is Sanada Ryo. He and two surviving elemental users must find the other two new elemental users. For the first time since the first fire child betrayed his comrades, have the users of water and earth elements been born. It is a sign that Arago must be stopped, for he has already overpowered Kayura, and forced her and her followers to flee for their lives. Now that he has beaten Kayura, he wants to rule over all of the world. God has granted the use of these abilities to the five of them to stop Arago. And I fear that there may be several who may be lost to this. All I can do is wait, and pray that when the time comes for them to fight, God will give them the strength and guidance to defeat Arago."
She finishes reading and re-places the folded peice of paper to where she found it to have come from. She closes the book and lays it back down where she found it and heads back towards the door. And sees that at least two hours have passed since she entered. She exits and closes the door, only then noticing her best friend and constant companion Yui standing there next to the door. Yui raises her head so that her pale purple bangs slide out of the way of her brown eyes. She is wearing a casual dark purple dress (that looks like a sleeve-less kimono, there are no sleeves on her dress, instead there are sleeve cuffs that begin just above the elbow) and has her bow in one hand and a quiver full of arrows strapped onto her back.
"Lady Soo-Yung, the leader would like to see you as soon as possible. I would have called to you sooner, but I didn't want to interupt you. So I waited here for you to finish your reading. And may I add that you have a very good voice. You should read aloud to people more often." She said as her serious face quickly became a big beautiful smile. Soo-Yung didn't like the look Yui had on her face and could feel a huge sweatdrop slide down her head. She turned to go across the rope bridge to get to her room on the other side. Soo-Yung went across first and then Yui, even though Yui, being the oldest of the two should have went first.
Yui was engaged to Soo-Yung's eldest brother, Touma. They should have been married once he and Seiji had completed their mission to destroy Arago, but after returning, they locked themselves in side their respective rooms and only come out to eat and practice. She had hardly seen either of them during the first three or four hunrded years. After that they had come out more often, but hardly ever spoke to any one for the next several hurdred years. Infact it was only the birth of his youngest sister, Soo-Yung, just 108 years ago that had caused him to return to his old self.
They had reached the other side and were now walking down the short hallway to the next rope bridge. Yui looked down and remembered they were 80 ft above the ground. Soo-Yung has reached the room at the far end of the bridge and is waiting for Yui to catch up to her. It was then that Yui noticed Soo-Yung was wearing her favorite red dress. (Red Manderin dress with short sleeves and one slit going from her feet to her knee. Both elven maidens are wearing flat shoes the same shade as their hair, pale pink and light purple, respecfully.) And she withdraws her sword and sword scabbard from her small beaded red belt. Removing a small piece from the end of the sword hilt she draws the sword, twirls the sword around, places the hilt to the hollow end of the scabbard, and with a small click locks the two together. The end result has now turned the sword and scabbrad into a naginata, or long handeled sword. She and Yui enter the room and bow down to the figure in the middle of the room. Soo-Yung lifts her head slightly before saying,
"You wished to see me, Father?"
Whew, that chapter was long. Thank you for putting up with me and my nonsense. And Thank you once again for reading this story. And a very special thanks to Mirror and Image. I am very grateful that the two of you allowed me the chance to write this story. Domo Arigato Gozimasu. Ja Na for now, Animefreak99-06 signing out.