Shinta X Sara - The Circle Begins

[Setoku]

Every tale has a beginning with an origin, while every Legend has an inspiration. Two legends, born with a destiny, which was altered by their meeting. This is their beginning, this is the Forbidden Love of family... This is the forbidden love story that begat the rise of evil.

This is the origin and love of Setoku and Sara Shinamori.



Chapter 1: The Stray Wolfs Beginning.

Sara nuzzled her face into the boy's exposed chest - Now 13 years old, she laid stripped too nothing, her body entwined with his own... The 12 year old who took all her attention anymore. She knew it was wrong, especially at her age - But it was too late. The taboo had been broken. She had made love to her little brother, and now lay next to his sleeping body. This boy-- No, she assumed he wasn't a boy anymore, as she wasn't just a little girl - This man, he had done so much for her, saved her from herself, from others....

"I love you.... Setoku..."

She whispered softly, her eyes starting to water. She never thought those words would leave her lips - Not for any man, beyond Skyler. The man who rescued her from her mother, who brought her to Youkai. But it happened... And she was.... Grateful? No... happy. Yes... that was the word for it.... Happy...

------------Mid-1800s, Banecroft Asylum, Somewhere in England--------

It was raining again - The sky seemed to cry a lot around here! Sara pressed her face into the window, watching as her breath fogged it over briefly, and giggling as the fog faded from existence. Four years old, and living with her mother in an Insane Asylum - A life most children would dread.... But not Sara! She had a friend, Skyler, who came to check on her, and read her lullabies when she was afraid! And the nurses were so kind... Always keeping her safe when momma... Lost control.

"I wonder, Skyler.... Is the Sky crying... Because you are sad, too?"

Sara asked herself, bringing her little fingers up to press to the glass, eyeing the flooded ground with a sort of empty fascination. That man was an odd one - He reminded Sara of a white snake... But that was OK, she liked snakes. Sara turned her head away from the glass, to gaze over at her mother - with her beautiful dirty blonde hair, and dead, but still elegant, amber eyes.

"Momma... I love you!"

Sara yelled, and jumped from the window, running with her arms open toward her mother. The woman sat on her metal and white bed, staring absent minded at the wall, but seemed to snap back to reality as she turned to gaze at the little girl running toward her. The woman opened her arms, sliding off the bed to her knees.

"Come, my dear..."

Sara could feel her stomach jumping into excitement as her mother opened her arms, even sliding down to be level height with her! Momma wasn't sick today! The last two steps, Sara jumped into her mothers arms, and embraced her tightly. Her momma was much warmer than the cold glass window, and she smelled sweet, like plums! Sara could feel her breathing picking up, as she became short of breath from the excitement, feeling her little body lift from the ground as her mother stood up.

"Such a beautiful girl, Sara.... It's a shame, you remind me... Of him."

Sara's eyes went wide, as she felt her momma's bony hands slip from her back, and wrap around her neck. The shortness of breath a sudden realization... Mommy wasn't well! Sara struggled, forcing her little voice to speak, willing with all her might.

"No.... Mommy... I lo---"

"Shutup you little bitch! Your eyes.... THEY LOOK LIKE HIS! DIE!!!!"

Sara tried to scream, kicked her little legs in a feeble attempt to fight back. Her vision begun to blur around the edges, as a strange red tinge touched her vision. Why...? Why was her mother trying to kill her?! She didn't understand! The red tinge started to fade to a slight black, as the blurriness took over. Was this it? Was her mother going to kill her?

"Enough. What did I tell you, you insane Bount whore?"

That voice.... It filled the room. Her mothers eyes went wide, as the grip around Sara's vision slowly crept back, the red veil filling to a point she couldn't see anything beyond crimson. She heard a grunt, and heard her Mother's body slam into the wall, as her own body fell too the ground. She heard his voice... It was... Skyler.

"This is the child of Mistress Nikana. Not your own, not that pathetic man I killed... But Nikana's. You will respect this girl, and if not, I will destroy your puppet, do you understand?"

"N...No...! Get away from me you hollow! GET AwAY!!!!"

The sound of a door smashing open followed next, as the nurses rushed in, their voices filling the room in a cacophony of screams and shouts. Sara felt one of the nurses pull her body off the ground, felt the woman's hands cover her ears, while another nurse stood before her, blocking her view. Her lips were moving, a saddened look on her features. They were fixing mommy.... And trying to comfort her, she knew... Her own lips opened too cry out, but nothing came. And just as quickly, her eyes grew heavy, and she fell asleep.


-------2 weeks Later--------

The rain was gone, replaced instead with Snow. Laying in her small bed, at the foot of her mother's bed, was Sara. Her eyes wide open, as she glanced over to her mother, she was sleeping tightly in her bed. Always after incidents like what happened a few weeks ago, Momma got like this. Zoned out, not speaking, not acknowledging. Sara was afraid, of course. She had no one to comfort her, no one to tell her everything was alright. Not even Skyler - She had not seen him since that day.... But a voice pulled her from her revere, as she felt someone much larger climb into bed next too her - Sandy blond hair taking up her vision... It was... Momma!

"Sara... my angel. Momma is sorry..."

She felt her mother wrap her arms around her, and nuzzle into her, felt the heat of Momma's tears as she leaned close. Sara smiled, nuzzling back. Mommy was coming back to normal! But that smile was replaced with a frown, as her mother continued talking..

"It's time for you to go too a better place, Sara... It's helping Momma. It's keeping that Hollow away.... And it's allowing Momma to get free.... Do you understand?"

Stray's breathing picked up, as she felt panic creeping in. It was late, the nurses were not here, Skyler wasn't here.... And Momma was getting sick again! She felt her body being picked up, her mouth working to speak, but nothing came out. Her eyes meeting her Mother's own, as the woman smiled, and she felt herself floating....

"Momma.... Why...?"

Sara didn't understand... How was she floating...? No, she could feel something pushing into her back, and then she felt it, a sharp pain in her back, as a white snake flew up behind her mother, closing it's jaw's around her neck. Sara reached out, reaching to warn her mom, as the snake's jaw's closed around her neck - Her hand covered in blood, and then she felt it.... Her body went from soaring... Too falling. Her little body spun around, as she realized her mother just threw her out of the window - The snow-laden ground below taking up her vision, as her body impacted into.... Something. Was it the ground..? No, it didn't hurt - She could feel the heat of her blood washing over her back and legs, feel someone cradling her close to his chest as they moved forward at high speeds.

"That filthy Bount, I knew this would happen. But... she got her wish. Her body is being pinned... Her puppet is being dealt with. Sara, I must get you away from here."

"Sky.... lar....?"

Sara said weakly, as her eyes finally opened - One burned, as blood ran over the exposed organ - But the other caught sight of the man's own, snake-like eyes, and his smiling features... She was... saved. Her little hand came up, gripping the man's white collar - She hurt... So much. And her... Mother....

"Do not fret, young one. I shall take you to Japan, Lady Nikana will await us there. Your true mother, Sara. She will protect you, and keep you safe. Do you understand...?"

Sara nodded, but felt as their bodies came to a dead halt. No snow was anywhere, the air was humid... Where were they....? How did Skyler move so fast? Sara wasn't sure, but... It didn't matter. She could feel her body getting weaker, feel her eyes growing heavy, as a woman's voice filled her hearing.... It was the most beautiful thing she ever heard...

"Sky Leroy. Give me the child, Mistress Nikana is... occupied at the moment."

"Youkai...? Where is Nikana? I don't understand..."

Sara turned her head, gazing at a woman in pure white, with pale skin and white hair staring back at her, and she felt her face grow warm. This woman... She seemed so comforting, so warm. Skyler rescued her, and brought her... this? Killed her mother, and replaced her with this...? Sara felt her lips pull into a smile, as the woman in white took a step closer - And her world, her being, ceased, as she fell asleep in Skyler's arms.

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Setoku wrapped his arm around the naked girl nuzzling into him, smiling weakly as he felt her tears falling across his chest. His own eyes cracking open only slightly, to gaze at her sandy blond hair - She cried a lot, he always noticed - What was it she dreamed about, he wondered.

"I love you too, Sara..."

The boy finally answered, allowing his own eyes to close, as his thoughts drifted back - Back to a time he too felt love for another female.... A time when he and his brother, Damien, were once of an entirely different world....

[Setoku]

Chapter II: The Origin of Shinta

-------Mid-1800s, America-------

"Derrick!"

The woman's voice was prideful, and sweet at the same time. Five year old Joseph sat against the wall, a strange Germanic cross pendant of silver hanging from his wrist - Next too him rested a bag full of clothes. An elegant suitcase, ornately decorated with several prints of the small Germanic cross sat next to those. Behind him, the horn of a ship preparing to load passengers went off. Joseph smiled, and yelled like his mother - Yet his voice was still new, still trying to sound out words properly....

"Damien! Come on!"

Joseph heard a large man snicker, and he quickly turned around, as his father, with his amazing crimson eyes was walking up the dock. A boy that looked insanely like him, without the crimson eyes, in tow. Joseph's eyes lit up.

"Pappa! Brujha!"

Joseph ran forward, but felt a small hand grab his shoulder, and turned his head, gazing at his mother. With her soft skin, short auburn hair, and amazing blue eyes, Joseph even then, could see why his dad was the luckiest man here. Like Joseph, she too wore a Germanic cross pendant around her wrist. Joseph continued to stare at his mother, even when his dad came close to her, and wrapped his arms around her. His father, with his long black hair, crimson eyes, and tan colored skin, was a muscular thing indeed. According to his father, Joseph was named for his Great-Uncle, even! If his father's talk of him was any indication, he too was a great man. Joseph smiled warmly, and turned his head to Derrick, who was named for his Mom's brother, on her side.

"Brujha! We going to Japan!! Aren't you excited?!"

Derrick looked to his brother, and smiled slowly. Two years his senior, his brother always thought he was too mature to hang out with little Joseph, but this trip made sure Joseph would get to hang with his big brother. Derrick nodded, and the four set off toward the ship, his father grabbing the extra bags that sat with Joseph and his Mom. As they walked, he heard his dad, and was quite perplexed, but quickly forgot about it as they headed up the ramp in the same instance.

"Well, Karin, Stern Ritter K. The Killer - This is it, no longer will Derrick the A hunt us.... Are you ready...?"

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Setoku let out a slow breath, as his breathing begun to increase. His nude form covered in a slight sheen of sweat. Why was he thinking about those days… right now of all times?

“Sara…. You know how I like it…”

Setoku breathed out as sweat slowly rolled off his chin. His hands came up, taking strays nude waist in each hand as she sat atop him, grinding her hips as she felt him deeper into her. She begun moaning softly as she shook a little more from Setoku’s touch. Their first time…. For her, was amazing. She could feel every twitch it made, could feel every vein pressed to her walls. She leaned her head back, and begun moaning his name.

Setoku let his eyes roll back as she grinded on him. Her moans and screams causing his body to tighten. This was sex, huh? He had killed people in the middle of this when he and Lobo were left abandoned….

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2 weeks later.


The landing had been uneventful. Derrick and Shinta were curled up together on the bench seat of the wagon, sleeping. On the other seat, Karen rested her head on her husbands shoulder. They had finally made it. They escaped the war in America, the war started by the current empress of the Bounts. Some little girl named Eshilieth. Resting against her leg was an ornate No-dachi. While she was a ranged fighter herself, her husband was a melee puppet user, so in conjunction with his puppet which took the form of a shield, he was known to use a No-Dachi of special properties. It killed Shinigami and Quincy alike. A terrifying weapon.


“I’m shocked Joseph or Solvious didn’t give chase. They were stationed here, after all.”

He leaned over, looking out the window. How long would they adtualky survive? What about his kids? Without their guidance, these boys would have trouble grasping just what kind of power they had. He smiled to his boys, before turning to face Karin.

“But we made it…. My love. We are finally….”

As he went to finish, a black blade suddenly shoved through the roof, missing the cuddled children by mere centimeters. Karen quickly summoned her bow. That was the Dark Blade!!! Before she could fire an arrow though, a loud bang erupted, and she felt her husbands head explode all over her. And like that…… she froze. Tears rolling down her eyes as she gazed at her boys.

“Protect Shinta…. Derrick…. We love you…. Now live on.. LIVE!!’”

She snapped out of it, and shot forward, grabbing the No-dachi and shoving it into Shinta’s arms. Derrick started to object, but just as quick, him and Shinta, with only a No-dachi, we’re cast from the wagon.

Karen smiled as the boys grew smaller. She slammed the door shut, and pulled a vial from her bra. She quickly cut her hand, and begun drawing a Quincy symbol on the floor. The dark sword suddenly vanished, and as Karen shoved one of her Seele Schneider arrow in the middle of the crudely drawn symbol, Joseph slid in from the roof, his eyes cold and distant.

“You two are really thinking you could abandon your armies and marry? Disgusting. He died because he let an ugly bi—-“

Karen smiled, and tipped the vial. A strange blue liquid falling upon the arrow.


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The boys rolled from the dirt road down the ditch. Derrick slammed hard into a tree, but managed to catch Shinta. The boy was gripping the blade tightly, and before he lost consciousness, the last thing he saw was a massive explosion of blue, 200 feet away.

“Mother…. Father….. why….”

[Setoku]

Chapter III: The Vassal

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