Vitus Aadi's Story

For the first few minutes of her life, all Elena could feel was cold. All she could see was black. There was nothing around her, no colors, no sounds, nothing. She floated on in the empty abyss, reflecting on what her creator, Pisces had taught her. She had no self, she was to protect the innocents along with other people, she was going to die much sooner than others. Yet she still clung to the idealistic thought that the world would be accepting and that peace would be spread after the prince was saved along with the innocent. She had learned how to wield her battle axe but she was to use it sparingly as any wrong move could hurt the innocents that she was so desperate to protect. She wouldn't want that to happen. As she reflected, the black that surrounded her suddenly grew lighter and lighter as she was summoned.
"The Daughter of Pisces will protect the innocents in the midst of war, ever caring as her mother!"
As those words echoed in her mind, she had frowned a bit. She knew that she was supposed to protect the innocents. Who was saying these words. More words entered her mind.
"Life to my brothers and sisters, I say! Let them have flesh, let them have bone, let them bleed blood! Give them mortality, for only those who can die can give all!"
The world around her had suddenly expanded as soon as those words had finished. Ten other people were surrounding her on the ground. Some were unconscious but she was not. A strange man with dark red hair helped up a man and a woman from the floor. She had immediately recognized them as the Son of Aquarius, Son of Aries and Daughter of Cancer respectively. She had looked around and knew then that these would be her brothers and sisters in arms and that she would defend them to her very core until her own life had been exhausted. Elena stood up. She could get up all by herself. She had noticed a man struggling to try and stand. She recognized him as the Son of Libra. She had took his hand in her own and felt a small smile grow on her lips. There was a spark as she realized that this was someone who would be with her on her mission.
"Here, let me help you stand..."
Elena gently helped the man in blue robes to his feet.
"My name is Elena. I am the Daughter of Pisces. Though, you probably already knew that. What is your name?"

Be arrogant, be weak, let his guard down. Those were the three things that Leo drilled into his head. The three things that he should never, ever do. That if he did any of them, somebody would die. His father had told him time and time again, that if any of the children died while they were on this quest, it would be his fault. The weight of the word literally rested on his shoulders. And while his shoulders were muscular and broad, they were oh so small compared to the world. He was the Defender of the Children, and if anybody was going to die, it would be him. And only when their quest was completed.

He felt himself being called forth into Taushin, into the world of the mortals. His warrior body noticed several things before he even opened his eyes. The most noticeable not being the fact that he was lying on the ground, but that a weapon was tightly gripped in his right hand. His powers told him that it was a bastard, or hand and half sword. It felt familiar in his hand, and not just because of his powers. It was a weapon he had trained with nearly everyday of those two years. And one of his favorites. He heard the breathing of others around him, eleven or so. That was what finally caused him to snap into action. For he didn't know who was around him.

The first thing he did was loosen the grip on his sword. So he could easily swing the weapon around if needed. Second, he opened his eyes surveying his surrounds, and more importantly, the people. He relaxed as much as he could allow himself to when he saw familiar faces. It was the other Children. Though he hadn't seen them very much, he had laid eyes on most of them. He rose to his feet and saw that the Son of Aquarius and the Daughter of Pisces were on their feet helping some of the others up. He did not do the same though.

He flexed his muscles, not to show off, but to make sure everything was the same as it was for those two years. Then he did a slow 360, surveying the surroundings as to make sure there was nothing dangerous around them. He didn't know when the danger would start, and he wasn't taking any chances. Letting someone die this early in the quest would be so shameful that his father wouldn't need to kill him for it. He'd do it himself.

Dara felt calm and secure the the darkness that consumed her, seeing nothing in front of her and feeling nothing around her. She could hear Vitus speaking, feeling comforted by the familiar voice. Suddenly she could feel the ground beneath her. The grass scratched her slightly and she reveled in the feeling of life underneath her. Dara slowly opened her eyes, the bright light blinding her for a moment before her eyes adjusted and she could see all the other children around her. Vitus offered his hand to help her up and she graciously took it, smiling up to him, "Thank you Vitus, you've done well." She patted his shoulder, looking over the other children carefully. She'd felt obligated to fuss over all of them, even if they hated it

She couldn't help the smile on her lips as she watched some help their fellow children up, looking over to the daughter of Pisces, Elena. She was helping the son of Libra up. And out of the corner of her eye she could see Amos, the son of Gemini helping his sister up. Leo had practically sprung up himself, ready to face any danger. Dara glanced over to son of Aries, unsure of what to do. She was only second in command, surely she had to wait for the leader to speak. She eventually cleared her throat, "Is everyone alright? No one's hurt are they?" Was the first question to slip off her tongue. It only felt natural to see if anyone was hurting before speaking of the missions. She glanced to her dagger, knowing for a fact that it was practically useless to her, considering she did not spend her two years training in the ways of fighting. She stood next to Vitus, glancing over to the son of Aquarius, "Tell me Vitus, will you aid me in leading this mission?" She questioned, feeling a little unsure about her leadership skills still.

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Darkness wasn't really something Seras feared. It wasn't something that was scary, but, then again, not comforting. How long had she been dwelling in it? That was a mystery, but not one she bothered to ponder, for in that blackness, Seras felt, heard, and thought of nothing. Other than knowing that that truly hated it.

Luckily for her, that horrid sensation finally ended when she heard the words of her brother, "The Daughter of Taurus will hold out the hand of mercy, inspired by her mother!" That was her. Her title. "Life to my brothers and sisters, I say! Let them have flesh, let them have bone, let them bleed blood! Give them mortality, for only those who can die can give all!"

Her eyes opened at the sound of Vitus calling her. While she saw nothing, something felt familiar, and then there was light, and within seconds that she hadn't counted, she felt the ground, and upon opening her red and unnatural colored eyes, she saw clearly the world before her, "Finally..." She said after gasping her first breath of fresh air.

Unlike a few of the others who got help, or needed help getting to their feet, Seras took her strength and straightened herself as she stood up, tall and proud. Perhaps she bring mercy, but only to those who truly deserved it. She was not kind-hearted and weak person that couldn't get herself off the ground. At least, she didn't want to look weak amongst the others. Even if she wasn't a leader, Seras most likely had the pride of one.

She raised her hand in front of her, grabbing it with her other then looking at the rest of her given body, "Mmm... Not bad." She murmured to herself then took a breath again. Seras knew she'd enjoy the air for a long time.

"Is everyone alright? No one's hurt are they?" Seras heard Dara ask.

However, she didn't respond, feeling no need to. She would have gone to help the others, but also found no need to. They weren't babies. They weren't helpless. Maybe she was being a little too harsh, but she found them to be fine. Her role in battle was to show mercy, but outside, Seras could feel and act the way she felt she wanted to.

Seras stretched her arms upwards, her sharp red eyes still scanning her surroundings, including while looking at the other children; Elena, Amos, Dara, Vitus, her dear and loved brother, then there was Viggo. Seras wasn't quite sure she would come on right terms with him, despite all of them being in the same boat. She didn't help the others because she felt they didn't need the help. His reason, she assumed, was probably different.