A- And now, put your hands together for...
C- Eye don't think you need to do this.
A- That's right, Cirno! You don't think. Now run along and play with your friends. Sorry about her, folks, you know how she is. So let's start this rust bucket of a train, and hope Yukari doesn't gap us.
Y- Why would I?
A- Do I need to answer that? The only one in Gensokyo who can do that is you, and you've done worse things for lesser reasons.
Y- … I suppose you're absolutely correct!
* Y gaps A and C to the middle of nowhere *
A-...
C- Author-san?
A- DAMNIT YUKARI!
Disclaimer- I own nothing. Characters and setting (c) ZUN.
Prologue ~ A Storm of End and Beginning
It was a rather dark night in Gensokyo, the kind of night that several other stories begin with. A night only imaginable in ones nightmares.
'Perhaps', one violet clad figure muses, 'It is a good thing I do not dream, not anymore'.
This figure, obviously female, was the single strongest and single oldest (although she would never admit THAT part) being in the land of illusion. She was moderately tall, and had a rather impressive figure for her age. Her unmarred skin had not a single wrinkle to show her age, and also had a tone reminiscent of a china doll.
In a word, she exuded beauty.
Although, she must. While she was no god, she had the power of one; her assistance to the Great Dragon being invaluable in the construction of the barrier. Even if she was not a god, she figured she should have the ethereal beauty of one.
That, and it hid her true age. She was rather touchy about that subject.
Normally, she did not take a walk in such weather, but she felt a reason to do so that night. Some gnawing, scuttling, unsettling feeling of dread. She had no idea what was in store for her.
She could never have known, for it was shocking to all.
Sendai Hakurei, the Hakurei miko, and Mima, her best friend, were dead. One moreso than the other, but their bodies lied on the floor, Sendai's showing no sign of movement at all.
And while Mima's body was dead, her soul still lingered, aware of what she did, and sobbing all the while.
"What happened?" the violet clad woman asked of her ghostly company, briefly twisting the boundary of spirit and flesh so she could comfort the deceased girl.
"I... I killed her, Yukari. I killed my best friend." The spirit said, tears flowing down from her eyes, "Something invaded my mind and I... I..."
"It is all right, Mima, it is alright. Is Reimu safe?"
"Y-Yes." The spirit replied, still crying, even if she was not sobbing, "Sendai managed to hide her before I... I..."
"Then I will find her, and raise her in secret. You, however, have much to think about. While you were not in control, you did kill the current Hakurei Miko." Yukari says, pondering something all the while. "So I will seal you in Jigoku while you try to remember who possesed you. You may think of this a way to atone, if you must."
"Thank you, Yukari." Mima stuttered, wiping the last tears from her eyes, "I... I need the solitude right now. I'm reluctant to leave Reimu, but..."
"Don't worry about your goddaughter, I won't twist her mind... much." the Boundary Youkai replied, idly waving her hand, "Just keep in mind that I'll send her your way when she's ten or twelve. It wouldn't do if she never met her godmother. Now, if we are done here, I must start my job and you need a one way ticket to Jigoku." And with a wave of her arm, she sends Mima into solitude for the next decade.
Hearing a soft cry, Yukari checks in the unused storage room and finds a baby wrapped in a red and white blanket.
"I promise, Reimu, that I will give you the love your mother never could. It is the least I could do for someone I considered a daughter."
A- …...aaaaaaaaAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH!
Y- Someone's enjoying himself.
A- Thanks a lot, Yukari! It took me WEEKS to get back here.
Y- But-
A- WEEKS!
C- LEEKS!
A- GET LOST!
*A punts C*
Y- … Are you done yet.
A- One moment
*A punches a random fairy*
A- I'm good., the fairy deserved it anyway.
Y- Why?
A- It was from /b/.
Y- Those are ran-dumb fairies.
A- Does it matter? Cirno's the smartest of the bunch, and she reads and does arithmetic at the KINDERGARTEN level. The rest are dumber than that.
Y- Point.
A- With that out of the way, leave a positive or negative critique in the review box below, and note that the funny is yet to come.