05 Dec 1999
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this story contains M/M relationships. If this bothers you: leave!
Simple, ne? If you are under 18, leave. Now please. Comments and
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Avatars by Phoenix
Part One
Once, long ago, when Atlantis still existed, man was in danger of being
wiped out. To prevent this tragedy, the guardian spirits of the
earth created a group of avatars. Each held only a fraction of the true
sprits’ power, but none of them were weak. They were all more
than human. Together they became a great force. This is their story.
In a cave, in the middle of nowhere, a young man waited. He had cobalt
blue eyes and unruly dark hair. The orders he had been given
stated that he should wait here , but where were the others? After an
hour the first of his companions finally appeared. The new arrival
had bangs that hid half of his face, only one emerald green eye was
visible. He introduced himself as Trowa representative of the
Trickster. The waiting young man proclaimed he was Heero, sent by War.
Over the next two hours five other people arrived. First was a small
blonde, Quatre, representing Peace. Next came an Asian, Wufei,
from Justice. Then a pair of men entered the cave. Zechs, a platinum
blonde, and Treize, a ginger haired man with strange eyebrows.
They were sent by Honor and Nobility respectively. The final arrival
surprised everyone by being a girl. She walked into the cave like
she expected fanfare and introduced herself as Relena, representative
of
Beauty. Once the young avatar saw Heero, however, she
ignored everyone but him. Eventually, she attached herself to his arm
and refused to move. The representative of War did his best to
ignore her.
After half an hour of listening to the girl chatter inanely about
herself, Heero was getting annoyed. A quick look around the cave
revealed that the others were, for the most part, doing better than he.
Trowa and Quatre seemed to have become fast friends, while
Zechs and Treize had backed Wufei against a wall and were having a
hushed conversation with the young man. The representative of
Justice looked just a little panicked. Heero almost smiled, but
soldiers
don’t need to smile, so he didn’t.
"Aren’t there supposed to be more of us?" He was tired of waiting.
"Two more. Death and Love." Trowa informed him. Even as the words left
his mouth, a shadow fell across the entrance of the cave.
Everyone’s attention, except Relena’s, turned to the two new arrivals.
One was a young man with a ridiculously long chestnut braid
and violet eyes. The second was a young woman with lavender eyes and
shoulder length hair so white it seemed silver. The pair was
laughing at something.
"Who are you," Heero demanded. He was sick of waiting. There was a
mission to be completed. Neither of these two could be Death,
so maybe it was time to just get on with it. Death could catch up
whenever. The thoughts of the others ran along similar lines. So it
was that the avatars’ first lesson was not to judge a book by its
cover.
"I’m Duo," the male announced. "I was sent by Death." Then he smiled
the
goofiest smile anyone had ever seen. His eyes raked over
Heero’s form and twinkled. This was the representative of Death?
"I’m Ashi," the female said and laughed at Duo’s antics and the others’
expressions. "I was sent by Love."
"Impossible," Wufei sputtered. Surely Death would have created a more
serious and dangerous avatar.
"He is my chosen," a voice echoed. The cave suddenly seemed to be
filled
with several presences. The avatars’ creators had arrived.
All that was visible of the group were their heads, which seemed to
float near the ceiling. Death spoke for the others.
"You should not judge by looks children. It can lead to very dangerous
mistakes."
The avatars had the sense to look abashed. Well, most of them. Duo
stuck
his tongue out at Heero, Ashi just smiled, and Relena
glared at the creature who dared claim HER Heero made a mistake.
"We are not children," Wufei grumped.
"Of course not," Death laughed, startling everyone. "You are not even
truly human. We gave you those forms so that you would be
able to move among the humans with greater ease. Which brings us to the
reason for your creation."
Now everyone’s attention was fixed on the specter above them. Finally,
some answers.
"The dark guardians have decided to end all human life on this planet.
To do that, they will need to free the Leviathan. They have
created avatars like you. The dark avatars plan to release the
creature.
We are not sure where the creature is bound, but Atlantis has a
map to the location. You must reach the city and destroy the map."
"Why not just destroy it yourselves or created us inside the city? Why
drop us a fortnight’s journey from Atlantis? Why not just
destroy their avatars?" Quatre asked pointed questions. Death glared at
him, but when he didn’t back down, Death sighed.
"The fate of man must always be in man’s hands. You and the other
avatars are to some degree human. This allows you to be part of
what determines man’s future. There are rules, which even we must
follow. They will start the same distance from the city as you. It will
be a race to see if good or evil rules the world."
"I think I see," Quatre began, "depending on how people treat us, we
will be hindered or helped. The same will be true for them. In the
end, the hearts of man will decide which group gets the map."
"Exactly. At dawn tomorrow the race will begin. You have the gifts we
have given you. From this point on, we cannot aid you. Not
even a little. In the morning, weapons will be left at the entrance of
the cave. Good luck. And Duo.... BEHAVE!" With the last word the
spirits vanished leaving the warriors alone.
"What?" Duo protested. What had he done to deserve that? Just because
he
was late? Love was late too. And that whole incident
with the ox-cart was so not his fault. How was he supposed to know the
ox would act that way? Still, Death’s order had to be obeyed.
This was going to be a real pain. Then he noticed Heero giving him a
speculative look. This might not be so bad after all.
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