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Um... yeah. It's my first time in a loooong time writing an original fic. So please be nice. I haven't touched this in a while and I thought I'd put it up to see what you people think. Be mindful of the Zodiac refrences and what they represent. The Zodiac and Minor Constellations play a fairly big role in this story... if it lasts.

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Zodiac, by Godime

Chapter 1

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“Did you know, Al? About the Spirits of the Zodiac?”

It was a cold, silent night. In an orphanage in a small, isolated village called Havolen, a young 8 year old boy with brown-haired and azure eyes was in bed. A young teen girl, maybe 16, sat on his bedside, her long auburn hair hanging off her shoulder and coming down in front. She smiled kindly to the boy. “Well, Al?”

The young boy, Al, shook his head innocently. “No, not really, Aria-nee. Who are they?” He asked.

“Well! The Spirits of the Zodiac are protection spirits. They protect the human world along with Luna when Sol takes his naps. There are 12 in all, and they have their own helpers, too. They’re called the Minor Constellations, and all of them live in the heavens, watching us. They’re all different, just like us humans.” Aria said knowledgably.

“Oh…” Al murmured, nodding thoughtfully. “What kind of spirits are there? What do they all look like?” He asked, cocking his head to the side.

Aria chuckled, patting the boy’s head lightly. “No one knows, Al. No one at all. The Spirits came down to Earth a long time ago, but it was so long ago that no one remembers what they look like.” She said, earning a sad look from the boy. “Oh, but don’t worry, Al! There are lots of stories about the Zodiac. And I’m going to tell you one tonight, okay?”

Al nodded eagerly, and then settled down in his fluffy blankets as Aria began. “Once, a long time ago, there was a Creator. He looked down upon his new Earth and its only guardians, Sol and Luna, the Sun and the Moon. He said to the two, ‘Sol, your shining majesty covers all the Earth and I have no doubts that you are watching my beloved creations. But you, Luna… with your light so pale, yet beautiful… though you are as equally proficient, I fear the skies are lonely as you stand your guard.’

“Making up his mind, the Creator created the Stars, gigantic balls of light that hovered in the sky with Luna. However, Luna wanted real company. So when Sol took his next nap, she gazed at the stars and thought, ‘These stars are so beautiful, yet without a soul, they are the ugliest.’ So, she gathered the souls from the human world that belonged to her beloved friends. There was Leo the Lion, Aquarius the Water Bearer, Gemini the Twins, Pisces the Fish, Taurus the Bull, Sagittarius the Archer, Cancer the Crab, Virgo the Maiden, Capricorn the Goat, Aries the Ram, Libra the Judge and Scorpio the Scorpion.

“She inserted the souls in the celestial bodies behind Sol’s back so he would not be jealous... they had the ability to frolic around in the skies and in the earth. But when Sol found out, he complained to the Creator. So the Creator restricted the Spirits’ movements and let them lazily float around… but they would still be there to keep lonely Luna company.”

There was a moment of silence as Aria finished her tale. Then, Al began to clap, a happy grin on his face. “I dunno why… but it was a happy story! Even though the Spirits never got to come back to Earth again… but at least they got to stay with their friend!” He said cheerfully.

Aria nodded, patting the young boy on the head. “Ah, but there was one spirit who was able to descend to Earth. He made a deal with Sol, so he could relay the happenings of human life to Luna. But… that is a story for another night. For now… I think it’s time for you to go to bed.”

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‘This world is no place for the weak.’

A lone woman with short, messy auburn hair and sharp blue eyes was crouching on a hillside overlooking a small village in the country called Havolen. She looked to the lone road leading into the village coming from the West. Now, you didn’t need glasses to see the particular objects of interest over a mile away. The hundreds of billowing torches being held all around by a massive horde.

Whether they were human, beast, or demon, not many people knew. But she knew. After all, she had been tracking this particular horde for months. She had dubbed them the ‘Harbingers of Demise’, based on the fact that they completely demolished everything they came upon—whether it be a village or a large metropolis. Anything and everything was laid to waste in an instant.

‘None can escape this genocide of the innocent.’

The woman’s eyes narrowed as she inspected the Horde more closely. They were all made up of hulking Bulls, fully-grown Vandreds with large horns and muscular, stocky builds. Vandreds were a hideous race of demon, said to be the servants of the Lord of the Dead himself. They all wielded spiked clubs, spears, swords, torches, maces, shields, bows and arrows… any and every type of weapon in war was in their ranks. Worn, yet sturdy plates of armor shrouded nearly every soldier in the Horde, tribal symbols painted on helmets and shields.

‘It makes you wonder… what drives people like us on to fight in this hopeless battle.’

The woman looked at the town, spotting sleeping faces of children and adults alike, completely oblivious to the calamity that was about to befall them in a few short minutes. She smiled softly at their faces, remembering how she too once was able to sleep like that. Completely oblivious of the dangers of this world. A world that could turn their personal ones upside down in mere seconds. How she longed to sleep like that again… without worry. Without obligation. Free…

‘That’s right. While there are still people who can be free like this… I have to fight for them.’

She sighed, getting up from her quiet spot on this hillside. She pulled out what seemed to be a microphone from deep inside her collar. “Lepus. This is Vul, reporting in. The Harbinger’s ETA is about 15 minutes. I’m returning for the rendezvous in front of Havolen.” She said into the mic.

“Un. I’m standing by at the gates. Waiting for your arrival and preparing to engage. Over?” A man’s voice replied from the other end.

“Yeah. Get ready, Lepus. Looks like they’ve gotten bigger this time. Vulpecula the Fox, leaving.” The woman muttered in reply, then disappeared down the hill.

“Un. Lepus the Hare, leaving.”

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It was a rude awakening that night. The young orphan, Al, shot up, coughing raggedly as smoke entered his lungs. He looked around, scared. Smoke was seeping in from under his door. In the windows outside, he could see orange lights flickering wildly. Fire. The whole village was ablaze! "A-Aria-nee!" He cried, leaping out of bed and rushing to the door.

He pressed his hand against the brass doorknob to open it, but he recoiled back as it burned his hand. It was hot... too hot to touch. He hugged his stinging hand gingerly against his chest, whimpering softly to himself as he stumbled to the window.

Outside on the streets, he could see that every house was being eaten alive by the flickering red menace called fire. Townspeople were on the streets, scrambling to the gates... then scramling back. What was out there that would make them go back inside the village? Something awfully scary, Al concluded.

He pressed his uninjured hand to the window, shouting out to the crowd. "Help! Please, I'm in here! Get me out! Aria-nee! Somebody! Anybody!" But no one could hear him over the screams and shouts of panic. Al saw someone point, horrified, at the roof of the orphanage. People screamed and ran as a loud creaking was heard. Al looked up, eyes wide.

The roof moaned, then cracked. The cackling of a fire was heard, and Al could feel the trapped heat blast him with full force. He could see the fire encased in the floor above his as the crack got bigger and bigger. 'It's going to fall!' He thought, diving under his bed.

People outside gasped as the orphanage imploded, spewing loose, flaming debris in all directions. "While them monsters be busy fightin' themselves in front, we ought be headin' out the back! The gatekeeper's opened them rusty old gates, and it's all clear!" At the sound of that announcment, the crowds flooded to the back wall of the village and ran out into the night, the collapsing town a mere afterthought as they ran.

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Um.... yeah. 'Tis part one of the entier chapter. I figured the whole chapter would be too much to fit here at one time.... so yeah. What do you think?
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Wow Amazing!:blink: The story was to long for a page. Ah but the story was great!^_^

Kawaii pic!!~And don't get my pic!
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wonderful so far!!^-^ i wonder wat happened 2 Al... o.o
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wow. That seems nice. I'm always intrigued by the skies, and stars. I dunno why, . . . O_O anyway. . . . Libra is a great way to keep balance and peace between the stars. XP I say so in my story XD
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((I lost the inspiration to this one a while ago, but I guess I'll keep going. I need a break from.... the other things.))

He didn't know where he was. It was so dark... and so many voices were talking. Up, down, left, right.... he couldn't tell what was what. All he knew was that he was alone in a dark and scary place. ".... where am I? Why am I here?"

"The lad's finally woken up."

"Nah, he's been awake. Just now occured to him to start asking questions. Stupid boy."

"You're too harsh."

"Damn straight he is. But he's got to. The kid's gonna face some hard times, being what he is an' all."

"But I agree with my sister.... he's too young to be whipped sensless by your tounge, brother."

".... he's already sensless."

"But he can hear us. Hearing is a sense. Stupid brother..."

".... but we're not.... you know. Here."

The boy remained silent as they went on ignoring them, delving into argument after argument. Then one said, "You know, he's still here. It feels sort of rude to keep ignoring him like this." There was a brief pause, then, "I'm going to talk to him." A bright, shining ball of light appeared before him, almost blinding him. But something about it calmed him as well. He was not alone. There was a light there.

"Hello, little one." It was a sweet, caring voice. The boy knew it meant no harm. "You may not know us yet, but in time you'll see... you nearly died back there. It was a good thing Lyra of Hercules was there to save you.... though she was lost in the attempt. However, I think she is still smiling down on you from the stars. I can see she so dearly wants to comfort you again with one of her stories."

"Lyra...?" The boy asked, confused. Who was that?

"... someone from below is calling to you. Another from Hercules and one from Orion are there. Awaken... and greet them." The light faded, and darkness reigned once again. But soon, color flooded his world, and new voices were heard.

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".... I don't think he's waking up, Lepus." Vul and an older man crouched over the still frame of a young boy surrounded in debris. Lepus insisted they search the city for survivors after the raid, and they found him buried, but unhurt. Lepus was an older man with long blonde hair tied in a pony tail. His foggey grey eyes peered at the boy through small circular glasses.

Lepus shook his head, brining out a small flask of water and pouring it all over the boy's face. The boy suddenly coughed, earning a smirk from the older man. "See? He's alive."

"The hell'd you do that for, you stupid rabbit?! That water's special!" Vul fumed angrily, glaring daggers at Lepus.

"Huh. Cygnus' melted ice. It's just WATER. With a bit of healing properties." Lepus shot back absent-mindedly.

"But normal humans'll pay it's weight in GOLD for that crap! We're POOR, stupid rabbit." Vul snapped, but paused when the boy's eyes cracked open. "Huh. Welcome back, kid. Had a nice nap?" She asked with a snerk as Lepus helped the boy sit up.

"Who...?" The boy asked, dazed.

Lepus smiled kindly. "I'm Lepus. That girl's my partner, Vulpecula, but she likes to be called Vul. What's your name, boy?"

And that was the first time Al met his two soon-to-be companions for the journey ahead....

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tbc. My parents are telling me to work on my summer hw, so I gotta stop there. There's a 5 year timeskip after this, and it'll get a bit more exciting.... I hope.
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.......dammit. It's the European version of th Zodiac........thought there might be more action with the war and stuff. Or whatever it was. Yeah, I kinda lost interest after the second part. Sorry. I like action but just a plain old fire with no other indication of battle is terrible. I WANT, no, DEMAND BETTER BATTLES!!!!!!
Posted 8/25/08
..... and once again you continue to neglect your description of CLOTHING. But the rest of it seems decent. Now hurry up with that time skip.
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I think it's great. Just add a bit more detail on the clothing and battles. I give it 4 stars!
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Man, I completley forgot about this one. Wonder why. But I'm back in a writing mood now, so better get going before it passes!

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Life in Sousek City was coming to a painful, grinding halt. In the centuries past, it was the trade center for the entier continent of Isidia. Located on the massive main island of the continent called Rorsh, it was accesible to any and all in Isidia who owned a boat. Culture and goods from even the most outlying islands were brought here to be sold and traded. But in the depths of Rorsh Island lay a hidden evil, quickly approaching.

As hospitable a climate Rorsh had, no one dared go past the boundries of the Coast. Inland was a massive mountain chain composed of 8 gargantuan mountains, wrapped around the ancient Gate to Below. In the past, it was said that ancient heros sealed the Lord of the Dead in the lands Below. Each Hero became a mountain barring entrance to the evil gate to the demon lord. Everyone was forbidden to go near the Mountains of Heros. But recently...

There had been sightings of Vandreds in the Mountains of Heros. They patrolled around the peaks but rarely ventured to the base. However, the danger was too close for any to handle. Many, fearing that another Horde would be spawned on Rorsh, fled the Island in terror. The large golden brown stone metropolis of Sousek was soon only occupied by the desperate and shady. And as the Vandred population in the mountains increased, it only got worse. And it wasn't like the Capital was about to send reinforcements to battle them-- their forces were spread thin enough already on the countless islands if Isidia. So... who was to save them? Or were they fated to turn to dust at the hands of a Horde?

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"Whew... this place really is empty! Can't believe this is the same Sousek as a year ago... there was so much life in our last visit."

"Well... yeah. The threat of the Vandred scared pretty much everyone off. Too bad that mayor guy's still gotta stay here to 'defend his post'. Poor guy. I heard the Prince will have him tried to treason if he flees."

In the empty dirt roads of Sousek, three cloaked travelers made their way towards the huge building in the center of the city. Their faces were hidden by the hoods of their heavy cloaks, which were tattered and worn. But their goal wasn't to be suspicious. It was unusually windy that day, and cold, too. The tallest traveler stood to the left, flanking the shortest one by a good foot. The person in the middle, the shortest, was just an inch below the average citizen. To her right stood another taller person, though only by a few inches.

"In my opinion, he deserves every bit of hell that's being thrown at him right now. He's such an asswipe. Why are we helping him?" The shorter one asked, obviously a woman. She had an angry tone about her-- she wanted to be anywhere but Sousek.

"Because it's the right thing to do. Didn't you learn anything from Lord Corvus?" The tallest one, a man with a whimsical, sing-song voice replied with a chuckle. He quickly side-stepped away from the woman as he tried to get a jab at him, as if expecting it.

"Bah. You and Lord Corvus' 'teachings'. I say to hell with him. He wasn't strong enough to deserve my respect-- the fact that he's dead says a lot." The woman replied curtly, composing herself as the man stepped back into line. She looked up at the other person to her right. "Hey, Al, you say something. We shouldn't be helping this guy! He likes you better, anyways."

"Vul... you say the only reason Lepus likes me is because I'm such a kiss ass. I don't think you deserve my opinion." The other person, a young teen, laughed, failing to dodge her rapid punch to the arm. "Besides... we're not here to help the mayor. We're here to help Sousek and bring the people back. That's it."

"Geez, now there's two of you, Lepus! What the hell did you do, replace him with a parrot?!"

"Heheheh..."

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And so, our heros arrive on the scene! More is to come... trying to shorten it out a bit. If I keep writing, it'll be like the first segment. o.o
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hn, bout time you wrote on this one again. i thought ya gave up on it though. not too bad for a comeback i guess.
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WOOOOOOOOOOOOOW
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