This is my first ever fanfic! I'm still not sure how this will turn out so I will need comments and suggestions. As usual, please R&R!
It was a brilliantly cool September day. Asakura Yoh sat under a tree, relaxing joyfully for a moment. Okay. One moment up.
"Asakura Yoh! Get in here right now!" Ana screamed from inside her house. Just then, Tao Ren came into sight.
"Yoh, take this to Ana-" Tao Ren tossed the shopping bag to Yoh "- and tell her never to ask me to go shopping ever again!!!"
Ren stormed away and Yoh grinned lopsidedly. Turning, he walked amiably into the house.
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"Every one set?" Yoh called out.
A chorus of 'yes' replied.
"Three, two, one, start!" They raced off, setting off to their destination, which was the village of Patch which the Shaman King battle would be held.
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Three and a half days later, a tired worn out shaman party collapsed one by one unto the ground.
"You sure this is the right way?" Ren asked between gasps.
"Guess so," Yoh answered.
"Guess? Give me the map," Ren snapped while glaring at Yoh. The map was handed over, and also observed by Ren's keen hawk eye.
Finally, he sighed.
"As I expected. We … we went the opposite way. Totally."
"Nani!?" everyone yelled in the exception of Tao Ren.
"Can't we-"Horohoro was cut of by a gigantic burst of wind. As the wind cleared, they saw Asakura Yoh's supposed long dead ancestor, Asakura Hal.
They exchanged no greeting, and Hal just smiled.
"How exact. I was just looking for you."
"For what!" Yoh said gruffly. It was more of a statement than a question.
"Guess what? I got a job for yooouuuuu!" Hal clearly pronounced the 'you' longer than it should have been. Hal grinned. A no-good-intention grin.
The shaman party broke into a fighting stance. Hal raised a hand. "As I told you, I've got a job for you. Though you can't say no, even if you reject my offer."
With that, Hal vanished and they found themselves in a train station. They wandered around, pondering at what Hal had said.
Suddenly, Lyserg blurted out "Whoa!" and in reply, Yoh gave him a "Wha-?"
"I-I definitely saw someone vanish into the pillar right over there!" Lyserg quivered while pointing at a definitely solid concrete pillar.
"There?" Just as Ryu said the word, another person ran full speed at the pillar and vanished.
The shaman party looked around. The other people didn't seem to notice anything out of bounce.
Cautiously, they went in front of the pillar. They inspected it from all angles. Horohoro was the first person to touch it.
"Yaaahhh!" All the shamans turned to Horohoro. His hand was in the pillar, where they could not see it.
The shaman found out that they could all go through the pillar easily.
"Coming throouugh!" The shaman party had no time to turn before they were swept up by a trolley and pushed uncomfortably into the pillar. Another person appeared beside them.
Then, the shaman party was left alone to discover the wonders of station 9¾.
TBC