The Knight of Seridegan

Chapter one

     Ray walked towards his usual training area, a flat plain surrounded by woods about two miles out from Seridegan. He had been using Viento when he noticed someone in the area.

     So, as stealthily as he could, he crept up to the clearing. Hiding behind a bush, he peered out and noticed someone with long blonde hair striking the dummies that he had set up yesterday for this exact training. The figure moved intricately, stabbing the dummies without mercy.

Deciding he had seen enough, he used Viento to get a good six feet behind the person. He chuckled a little when he realized the person was using a scythe. 

'This could be excellent practice for the academy', He mumbled, just quiet enough to make sure the stranger wouldn't hear it. He walked forwards a bit, with Viento ready, and softly spoke,

"What would someone be doing at the training grounds I have specifically set up?" Seeing her twirl around, he used his high speed technique just in time to not get his head cut off. Sighing, he said,
     "Chill out, I'm not here to hurt you." Properly seeing the person's face this time, he realized that the person he had been talking to was a she.

"Who are you, and what is it that you're doing here?", the girl, who was unnamed asked.Ray was enjoying seeing the girl frown and pout. It looked really cute. He then noticed what he thought and slapped himself.
"Is it not polite to state your name before asking others theirs?", he smiled cheekily, trying to get under her skin. What he didn't expect though, was the calm expression on her face. "Fine, I guess I'll go first lady. My name is Ray Malone, the Fourth Ray of Seridegan."

     He was exhausted, after the blonde had given him her name, which is Aki, she provided both of them training with each other by sparring. Turns out, Aki was a good spar, almost making him want to use his Kurenza, but thought it might be over kill. So instead, he decided to add some hand to hand combat in, always getting close enough when there was an opening to punch and kick. He clearly had to emphasize when, because her defense was solid. He felt that if this was a Kusanagi versus Kusanagi fight, then it would have ended ten minutes ago, but she was experienced with a different fighting style, making it a little trickier. 

     He swung himself to the side while blocking a slash from Aki's scythe and rolled between her legs. Getting up he called out, "I'm done, you win, if I go on for much longer I won't be able to train to go into Kurenza." Over the past couple of years, it had become increasingly easy to lie, so to lie about him not having Kurenza was simple enough. 

     Getting up to go the the other side of the field, he sat down cross legged, sword in his hands, his hands on his knees. What he was working on now was the next form of his Kusanagi, hopefully giving him the power to be able to face down many of the foe he would face while living in, and protecting, Seridegan. Of course, doing this in Kurenza would have made it easier, but he didn't want to show all of his cards just yet, as he was sure Aki was hiding something. Concentrating really hard, he heard something. He opened his eyes in shock and couldn't believe his eyes.

     When he had opened his eyes, he tried getting up but was a little stiff from sitting for so long, but he stood up, dusted himself off, and looked around to find himself in a very interesting situation. 

     Ray knew he was in his soul, where all Senshi powers came from. But what was surprising, was he was sitting on a small island surrounded by a sea of fire.

     "Finally, you have arrived Ray, I almost got worried you wouldn't come." Hearing the voice, he whirled around and faced his sword spirit for the first time. Standing in front of him, was a man of about 5'9, with dark brown eyes that looked dark enough to be considered onyx. The man also had long black hair that waved from a non-existent wind. He was wearing a black coat that had a red lining on the inside, waving in intricate patterns. He was also wearing matching black pants, completing the outfit with black gauntlets.