Forgotten Warriors

by Shinra No. 26

Fifteen men stood solemnly over a table. The fifteen original protectors of the planet. The powerful Knights of the Round Table, WEAPONS bred by the planet to protect it. Only they weren't like the WEAPONS we all know, they were basically human. They cared, they felt. They were people, they could die. They were protecting the planet, their mother, from a superior being none as Jenova. All but a few of the Cetra, the ancient race, had been slaughtered without remorse. Currently they were frozen, waiting for the planet to summon them from their slumber to help.

Slowly their eyes opened. They were beginning to awake, beginning to sense their surroundings with full capability. Soon they were in the sky, flying towards their destination - Jenova. The being was trying to finish off the last of the Cetra. With any luck, they would be able to finish her this time. They had attacked her 5 times before, and each time, one of their ranks had died. This time, they would finish her off for good. Or so they thought. When they arrived, Jenova had just ripped one of the Cetra in two. Blood poured all over her shapely body. Jenova spoke to them before she even turned around to face them,

"Really... what do the planet's goons want this time? Another of theirs to die?"

"We will vanquish thee this time, you foul being. You hath brought nothing but pain and suffering to those around thee. Prepare to die," the valiant warriors echoed. A tremendous battle ensued. None of the warriors had yet to die, but all were nearly defeated. Only when they were all about to die did two of the weaker warriors, Lowtus and Ignasius, decide upon something. Together with the rest they agreed to render Jenova immobile for eternity, at the expense of their lives. The other thirteen fended Jenova off while the noble heroes used their magic.

"Jenova, we shall banish thee immobile for eternity," the two warriors screamed, at the top of their demihuman lungs, directly at Jenova. "Now, your wretched ways will end!"

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The remaining thirteen stood over the stone bodies of their allies. Their power was not enough, and Jenova would only sleep for a certain tiem. They were weakened too much to complete the full casting. Silently, yet together, they prayed for the planet to unite them together into her essence. The warriors broke down into rays of lifestream and slowly entered the planet, only to be reborn into its condensed form, materia. The Knights of the Round Table materia was the first to ever exist, and was created by the planet for only the most valiant and heroic warrior to find and use against Jenova when she awakened, and was put on a solitary island in the northeast.

Along with the making of the first materia, the planet also created four more WEAPONS, uncaring beasts made for the destruction of evil on the planet. These giants had no wisdom or thought, and did only as the planet told them. These WEAPONS were named for their color in gemstone, Sapphire, Ruby, Emerald, and Diamond. Along with these the ultimate protector was made, the Ultima WEAPON. This WEAPON was bred only to roam the skies and defend the planet for approaching evil. Unlike the other WEAPONS, Ultima could think, and new how deadly and tough his opponents were. He knew when to flee from combat and how to use tactics to his advantage.

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The Knights of the Round Table had gotten their wish, the remaining thirteen were finally at peace. For centuries they would remain unused, until a valiant hero would awaken them to do their original goal once again, to protect the planet.