LAST TASK FOR THE GREAT SPIRIT'S COMING
Xantospoc: Can I own Shaman king, please
Hiroyuki Takei: NO! I'm still working for the ending of the serie
Xantospoc: T.T
I don't own Shaman King… yet! Anything in this story won't be canon. No canon character was harmed or forced for this fic
This story is an AU. It diverges from the main storyline of the Manga after Chapter 257
The Shaman Fight had reached his climax. The fight between Team Funbari Onsen (Yoh, Faust VIII and Ryu) and Team The Ren (Ren Tao, Horohoro and Chocolove ) was at his cruelest. Yoh, Ren and Horohoro had unleashed their Armor Oversoul, while Faust and Ryu were knocked out, instead Chocolove stood still in the corner of the arena.
"Just as I expected! – Yoh said triumphal – What a shame! Even all the suffering we endured in hell wasn't enough! It took the two of us to get this point. This fight is all based on who has the strongest will. That means the winner can't be confused. Since Hao doesn't have any friends, this is not about killing: if you want to continue moving ahead, to have an heart without doubts, and strong conviction. GET READY! THIS WILL BE THE FINAL ATTACK!!".
Said so, the three warriors jumped against each other, and a giant blast flashed in all the Stadium of the island. As the smoke faded away, the outcome came out. It was unexpected at best.
Lyserg, reborn from his training in hell, had stopped the fighters with his new Oversoul made out of his two spirits, The Angel Zuruel and the little and cute Morphine. Everyone was surprised by his appearance. Behind him, there were Lady Sati and Iron Maiden Jeanne.
"There is no reason to fight anymore!" the green-haired boy slowly said.
All of sudden, Goldva's voice boomed: "News of the Shaman Fight, Team Ten and Kabbalahers have decided to withdraw. The four teams are HOSHI-GUMI, FUNBARI ONSEN, TEAM THE REN and… X-I TEAM! Therefore, the first match of the tournament is closed. But Remember, all these action are the will of the Great Spirit. Therefore you should all, wait for instruction from your Oracle Bells."
"It's all set" Avaf Pascal, Chocolove's second spirit, shouted, happy of the result (partially because he had trained all the winners).
"But I – Chocolove shyly stated – didn't get to do anything….".
Strangely enough, days passed, and days were becoming weeks, yet nothing happened. The reason was within the Patch council itself: in fact, they had to do something before the finals. Before second phase of the Shaman Tournament, the Patch Tribe Members had a list of several requirements that they had to fulfill in order to prepare the world for the birth of the new Shaman King. None knew what would have happened if they dare to defy it, for it was assigned by the Great Spirit itself.
Most of the task were completed. Only one was left, and was, as of yet, unknown. Golva would have discovered it that day by communicating with the almighty Spirit. Using a computer, the Patch Leader hoped to had picture of the last task said… All of sudden, the desktop started phasing and the pixel were forming another image. Goldva, while drinking his coffe, chuckled, thinking of the originality of the GS communication. A colossal picture appeared… It wasn't very clear, as the two people portrayed looked just like silhouettes, but he could understand what was being portrayed. The first was quite recognizable: it was impossible not to recognize Anna Kyoyama's shadow… she was Yoh's fiancée, after all. Then, Goldva looked carefully at what she was doing… He, out of surprise, spitted out the coffee and fell over his chair.
"No, that's impossible. She should do… what?", he shouted. He relooked carefully at the picture again.
A nervous laughter came from the Leader... looking at scream, he spoke at the Great Spirit: "Are you kidding, right?".
As the printed tuned on and started putting the picture on the paper. Frowning, Goldva said: "I'll take it as a no!".
Hao sat by the side of the river, his legs curled to the side as he gazed intently at the surface . Gently reaching forward, he dipped a gloved hand into the cold waters, letting his fingers lazily play with the dancing currents. As usual, a casual smile was upon his lips - only this time, there was a hint of annoyance within his visage. Most of his followers, all but Luchist and Opacho, were dead, killed by Peyote in a fit of rage, and his home was destroyed. No very great setbacks, but very bothersome annoyance. But, as soon as he'd have become Shaman King, nothing would have stopped him from his goal of eradicating mankind, leaving an only shamans world…
Without glancing over his shoulder, Hao straightened slightly, as he asked, "Yes, Opacho?"
"Hao-sama – Opacho gently asked – what's happening? Why are the Patches postponing so much the date of the second round of the Shaman Fight?"
Withdrawing his arm from the river, he stood, as he began to turn towards the girl. The words of the little African girl had brought him back to reality.
"No idea, Opacho. But you are right… - he said keeping his cheerfulness - they are taking too much time to announce the beginning of the finals of the Shaman Fight. You know… I think I will pay them a visit! Want to come?"
The little girl happily nodded as Hao was materializing his humongous and vicious Spirit tof Fire.
In the meanwhile, Yoh and the gang were joking together. The girls were home preparing the dinner (with Anna visioning) the boys were in the hot spring causing an all out brawl caused by Chocolove's horrible jokes. Horohoro tried to beat up the afro guy, supported by Ren, while Yoh and Ryu were attempting to stop them, with Avaf Pascal as referee. Instead, Lyserg was talking to Faust. Only Manta was silent, thinking. He was looking at an event which would have changed the history of the world, in which he was impotent… instead, his friends, who should have been the ones to change the world were so… human, like him. Anytime he remembered Hao, he thought of him as an emotionless, sadistic cyborg, despite Yoh's constant saying that his evil twin was more misunderstood than anything else, and that he was determinate to change his heart.
But there was another feeling sneaking inside Manta's mind, and what such a cruel feeling it was, able to shake all his soul and turning it into shivering jelly, as soon as he tried to look at the window of the house where the girls could be seen.
In the Patch Palace, all of the Tribe members were gathered in the long and giant table, attempting to find a way to accomplish the last task for the Birth of the Shaman King. Only was seat place was free, as Silva had betrayed the Tribe by trying to steal the other four Elemental Spirit (The Spirit of Fire's "Sibilings")
"Here it is!", Goldva said trowing the picture given by the Great Spirit at the center of the table.
Kalim was the first to take it. He raised an eyebrow looking at it: it had been easier preparing the arena of the second round of the Tournament… and that was an island UNDERWATER who hadn't been used for five hundreds of years.
"Well, this isn't something you see every day!", he eventually commented. He then put the photo down, giving it to Talim.
"Anyway – Talim said - how do we get Yoh's fiancée to do such a thing? It would be against the common sense, not counting she will not …"
"In my opinion – Magna interrupted – we should just force her to do it. The quicker it is accomplished, the quicker we will have a new Shaman King". Then, coughing, he muttered Hao's name.
"Magna – Goldva shouted – don't say such foolish thing. We aren't savages without an honor code, we will have to make her WILLINGLY do it, for the Great Spirit… Also, you should know it wouldn't be easy at all 'to force her' … she is stronger than she looks!"
"Then what if we staged all this like a bad quality sitcom?", Redian joked.
As soon as it ended, the doors of the palace violently slammed, revealing Hao's shadow, along with his spirit… and Opacho behind both of them.
"Hello, sirs – Hao mockingly said – I hope you had slept enough, for I want to become Shaman King as soon as possible!". He then arrogantly moved toward the empty seat and occupied it, cautiously observed by all the officials.
"So, what's the matter?"
"Hao – Goldva stepped up – we too want to make the finals begin, but we have great technical problems!"
"And what is this problem so big to stop a global-importance event like the Shaman Fight… - Hao still jockingly said, but secretly using his ability to read minds to discovered what was up. As soon as he found out about it, he chuckled, taking the picture by manipulating the wind in the palace.
"So, this is the matter! – Hao stated – how… intriguing! Well, as none has still resolved this feat, I think I'll have to deal with it personally! C'mon, Opacho, let's leave this old men brooding over pointless problem, as the world change around them… a shamans only world, of course!". Then, he went away the same way he entered.
While flying over his spirit, Hao took another look at the picture, and busted in laughter…! In that picture, Anna was doing something very strange, so… out of her character. But if she had to do it so Hao could have got the Great Spirit, he would have made her do it, no matter whosoever.
Yup! First chapter completed. Hope you like it! I did my best: the first part is even a shortened version of Chapter 257: see to believe. Anyway, what do you think is the shocking thing Anna's doing in the picture? I think you'll never expect it!!