Life and Soul Reunited

By CypherCA

Chapter 21...about time eh? It all comes down to this...for now...enjoy!

Chapter 21: Showdown

A day later, late in the afternoon, it begins.

“Do you guys hear something?” Cale asked. Everyone quieted down.

“Oh Ronins.....come out and play.” They all ran outside and donned their full armor. They found Rich in full armor.

“What do you want?” Kayura demanded.

“Oh, world domination, complete enslavement of the Earth, and a decent fruit basket at my bedside. But I’ll settle for your destruction. “Rich retorted with a twisted grin. “So long. Star Vortex Destroy!” The hurricane of power headed for the Ronins. Suddenly, Rowen stepped forward and concentrated. The vortex started to head for him and him alone.

<I hope I’m right.> Rowen thought as the sure-kill finally struck him.

“Die Strata! One down, eight....WHAT?!”

<Ha!> Rich sent to the spirits. There was Rowen, still in full armor, without a scratch on him.

“How...how is this possible?!”

“Guys, cover me.” The Ronins got over their shock and confronted the still confused Polestar. Meanwhile, Rowen had reverted back to his normal clothes and placed his kanji orb within the Talisman. <Please, please work.> He prayed while memorizing the incantation one last time.

“Plasma Storm!” The sure-kill threw the other Ronins back. “Now Strata-”

“Now I’m gonna get my brother back!” He raised the Talisman towards Rich.

“You wouldn’t harm your own brother, would you?” Polestar mocked. He lunged at Rowen, jitte poised to kill.

Beiktei mach. Beiktei gaffir. Beiktei egaine. Nobus plublum etudia mach!” Light erupted from the clawed sphere and enveloped Rich. Rowen’s kanji grew bright as he concentrate.

<Yes!> Rich thought as he heard his possessed self scream and watched as the Nether spirits dissolved in the light. He lowered his shields and let the light cleanse his whole mind.

Rowen finally fell to his knees, his now shaking hands dropped the Talisman. He ignored his friends and crawled over to his unconscious brother. ~Rich?~

~I’m......okay.........just................weak.~ Rich blacked out as Rowen cut the connection.

“NO! Psychosis!”

“Yes Master?”

“Kill Strata and Polestar!”

“Consider it done.”

“SHATTERED REALITY!” The Ronins were thrown back from the attack. Rowen looked at the Warlord and red filled his vison. He picked up the Talisman and started approaching the armored man.

“You took my brother. Put him and me through hell. Made him hurt his friends. And made me harm him to get him back. I’ll give you exactly five seconds to leave.” He leveled the Talisman at the Warlord.

“Shattered Reality!” The sure-kill washed over Rowen. “What?!” He then noticed a strong blue aura had protected and surrounded the Ronin. Cye grabbed the now unarmored, unconscious, naked Rich and the Polestar kanji orb before running back to the safety of the other Ronins.

“SHITTE DOTH CASS MYSADE!” Rowen screamed. Green lightning emitted from the lit Talisman and surrounded the Warlord, who was screaming in pain. Purple clouds formed around the Warlord, and one last scream was heard with multiple flashes of green light. Then, it all disappeared; the clouds, lightning, aura, and Talisman, as Rowen collapsed. Sage and Kento retrieved him and they put both boys to bed, pondering exactly what happened before falling asleep from exhaustion.

“DAMN THE FATES!!!” Talpa howled. His remaining Warlords cowered. “First Polestar and now my best Warlord!”

“Tsk, tsk Talpa. Never curse the Fates.” A blond with brown eyes said as she appeared. “You never know when they might be listening.”

“You knew this would happen! Why didn’t you tell me Future!”

“The Fates answer to no one.” The girl replied calmly. “However, it is not the destiny of the Chosen Ones to follow you. They will either defeat you or you will destroy them.”

“Is that why you helped Strata and told him a second spell?!” She seemed stunned and teleported away. Talpa howled again as the Warlords ran for cover.

“Sisters,” Future said as she reappeared, “did you inform Strata of a second spell?” Both shook their head. “Contact Polaris.”

“Yes?” She said appearing. “I was on my way over to ask about the second spell.”

“You didn’t inform him?”

“Nor did my brother. Why? What’s wrong?”

“I didn’t see him using that spell in the future. How is that possible?”

“They truly are the Chosen Ones.” The black haired one said. “Only their race could change the future without us knowing and know magic by instinct. We must be very careful where we tread. They could be our downfall.”