This is a crossover Fan Fiction. I want to make this good, and originally
it was going to be a Samurai X fanfic, but I made it a mix. Unfortunately,
this became a tournament fiction. Nuts. Oh, well, whatareyagonnado? I
should hope that I'm not hated for this piece of junk. R&R. It comes in
about thirty chapters, at the most, and ten at the least. This includes
the incredibly out of character rant in chapter three. -_- Let's begin.
Oh, btw, I don't own squat. Don't sue. I only own Gallowin.
The War of Planes
By New
Chapter one. Preparations
It was a beautiful day at Hinata House as a man, nicknamed New, but named Gallowin Rose, walked through the wooden halls. Gallowin was a seventeen-year-old forign exchange student who was going to Todai, or Tokyo University. He was shacked up in a shed nearby that he had made himself. He was wearing a blue business suit, with a red striped tie. His face was slightly tanned, a trait that had lasted with him since childhood. He was a craftsman, making everything from swords to pitchforks, from spades to katana's, from knifes to shovels. Tools for war or peace.
His blue eyes squinted in the bright morning light. He had stared his walk a half hour ago, and he had walked uphill for about twenty minutes of that time. He was about to enter a room, occupied by the landlord, Keitaro Urashima, when suddenly the world went black. ~
Gallowin awoke in a metal room, full of strange men. Gallowin was lying down, with two men behind him, and a few on his side. A single man was in front of him. Gallowin was not angry, or scared. Annoyed, perhaps, but not angry. Gallowin had a little disability. He had lost all feeling of hatred and anger and most basic frustration. He now only knows happiness and a few other emotions. Love not included. Compassion, yes. Sympathy, yes. Love, no.
Gallowin did not shout and rage. Instead, he asked politely why he was there. The man replied that Gallowin was there to do a job for him and that Gallowin was free to go after it was over. Gallowin asked what he was told to do. The man told him that the job was to hang around for the show.
Gallowin had said that he would want to decline. The man said that Gallowin had no choice unless Gallowin defeated him in battle. Gallowin said that he did not fight. The man said "tough" and walked away.
It appeared that Hobbes had little to no choice. OK, more like Nil, nada, none, no choice. And so, Gallowin laid his head and closed his eyes. He would find out what would happen.
~
It was a cold day in Tokyo for Himura Kenshin, a former manslayer, and now a peaceful wanderer. He was wearing the usual pink gi he always wore, with a white bottom (No, not like that, pervert) and Japanese slippers. He had long, red, hair, and a cross-shaped scar on his left cheek. He was also somewhat short.
The rouroni walked along the road, his sword at his side. The sword was strange. It was reverse bladed, meaning that it had the blunt side facing away from him, rather then toward him. Also meaning that slashing would not kill with that sword.
He walked down the road, not noticing a drunk samurai, nor the man who was watching him. Himura walked along the road, happily, whistling a tune, as the drunkard, who was skilled with a sword, drunk or not, walked in Himura's path. They ran into each other, and Himura ended up knocking the drunkard down. Angry, the samurai got up.
"Who do you think you are?!" The man said, his speech drowsy, as he was drawing his sword. His eyes looked really pissed off.
"Err, I'm just walking, that I am." Kenshin, said, backing up a bit. "I'm sorry for bumping into you. Are you OK?" Himura continued, backing up a bit more.
"OK?!" The man said, raising his sword. "OK?!?! I've just had my whole life wasted away!! I'll kill you!! No one messes with ME!!" The samurai ran at the wanderer, his sword raised.
Himura, on the other hand, drew his sword quickly, his whole mood changed. Himura's look was serious as he drew his sword and parried the attack in a snap. Next, Himura flashed behind his enemy, and with a quick motion slashed at his enemy, knocking him out.
The man watching, however, decided to move now. Running quickly, a black robed man Grabbed Himura, and shouted, "NOW!!"
Kenshin barely had time to gasp. ~
It was a cold night as Ryoko walked around the Japanese temple, made for the man whom had sealed her for several hundred years. She didn't care about the cold, even though she was in a skimpy kimono, or a mockery of it, but the demon didn't need it.
A man, named Tenchi, had released her, by accident. He had wandered into the wrong cave, grabbed the wrong hilt, and had released her. She was a avid fighter, and had attacked the man. However, the Japanese student escaped. Then, he had taken the jewel that had powered her!!
No, but that wasn't it, no. He would not give it back!! ARGH!!! Therefore, to get it back, she had tried to get it back, doing everything, but she still could not get it!! DARN!! Now, she had an idea to try. She would steal it in the night. Yes, that would work.
Ryoko snuck into the house, a nice two story building. She was stealthy in the night, despite her large hair. She snuck around, until she had seen Tenchi's room. She opened the door quietly to see.
"Yes!! I love it!! I guess it's worth it spending ten hours on this 56K modem getting thi-" Tenchi was shocked to realize that Ryoko had just snuck in. He quickly threw away a bunch of bloody tissues on his desk. "It- s, n-not wh-"
"Really, you're into that!! I would have never guessed!!" Ryoko said, looking at the screen. "Well, then let's start!!" Ryoko jumped on Tenchi, in a suggestive manner.
"Help!!" Tenchi shouted, until suddenly a hand grabbed them both and they blacked out. ~
Two men walked through a pair of saloon door, going out. One was a blonde goof, as he looked, and the other was a smoker in a priest's uniform. The blonde was none other then Vash the Stampede. He was wearing a large red coat, and he was armed with a pistol.
The other, the priest, was Nicholas D. Wolfwood. He was smoking a cigarette, and he had a large cloth covered cross that he carried on his back.
As they walked, a robed man appeared. Quickly, he grabbed both of their heads and smashed them together. Then he disappeared, taking the two men. ~
Jiro, the guitar man, was driving his motorcycle in the middle of the road. Saburo, his rival, chased after him. Saburo quickly sided along next to Jiro, and tried to ram him off the road. Suddenly, a man appeared out of nowhere, and grabbed both by the head. Then they all disappeared. ~
Lina Inverse, the great sorceress, followed by Gourry, Amelia, Xellos, Felia, and Zelgaidas as they walked through a forest. Lina and Gourry were ahead that day, scouting, even though Lina was a wizard. She walked with him, looking around.
"I don't think that there's anything around..." Lina said, rubbing her eyes, as it was early morning. She, as usual, was thinking of a way to get lots of money.
"Well," Gourry said, chewing on a blade of grass. "I still have a hunch." He looked around. "I think there's someth-gah!!" Gourry's voice was silenced.
"Gourry?" Lina said, before her world was plunged into darkness. ~
InuYasha and Sango had to do a patrol. After all, the demon hunter and the Half-Demon should be able to work together well, right? Well, pretty much, as they didn't talk much, as they didn't need it. As they walked through the forest, something was about to happen.
Sango was silent. Suddenly, a hand grabbed her, and another knocked her out. InuYasha, unlike the others captured, had heightened senses. He turned as soon as he heard a rustle, and came face to face with a ninja. They fought for a second, but then the half-demon was captured. ~
Yusuke was in the middle of a castle, with three others. Kuibara, Kurama, and Hiei. Both snuck, as they were on a mission. They were to slay the Spirit beasts.
As they snuck, they walked into a small hallway. Suddenly, they were attacked by a few men, who, with surprise, managed to take all four of them away. ~
Spike ran after a criminal, who had a huge bounty. His head was worth millions, mainly because he was a unknown thief. It didn't matter, though. What mattered was that he was worth money.
The man was running through the crowded city streets of a quiet planet, as people moved out of the way as the two ran. Eventually, He saw the man turn a corner. Spike ran after him.
Spike turned the corner, and ran. into a bar. The world went black. ~
Sakura walked into her room, smiling happily. Her day was going great. Nothing bad was happening, and she was very happy, and also her brother was coming home from work soon, and he sounded happy. ^_^
Unfortunately, luck would say otherwise. As she sat down and started to write in her diary, a creaking sound from the stairs and footsteps made her think that her brother was coming up to say hello.
"Brother, are you there?" Sakura said, looking behind her. "Welcome back!!" Suddenly, a black shadow ran in and appeared in front of her.
Sakura gasped as she was knocked out and disappeared. The man chuckled as Sakura phased out into the space station. "Easier then Eriol was." The man said, and disappeared. ~
A couple of men walked through the long, metal halls of the ISS. Both, in case you did not notice, are baddies. They were robed in black and brown clothing, and they were talking.
"The round up is complete, master." The one on the left said. "Everyone is captured. They are all in different test tubes, awaiting the tournament."
"Are they awake?"
"No. We are transporting them now."
"Very well. Proceed. I will be at the room in a hour."
"Yes Sir." The flunky then went into the next room. It was filled with large Test tubes. In each, there was a person. To be more precise, a kidnapped person. One of the captured shown above. What would happen, no one knew.
Oh, btw, I don't own squat. Don't sue. I only own Gallowin.
The War of Planes
By New
Chapter one. Preparations
It was a beautiful day at Hinata House as a man, nicknamed New, but named Gallowin Rose, walked through the wooden halls. Gallowin was a seventeen-year-old forign exchange student who was going to Todai, or Tokyo University. He was shacked up in a shed nearby that he had made himself. He was wearing a blue business suit, with a red striped tie. His face was slightly tanned, a trait that had lasted with him since childhood. He was a craftsman, making everything from swords to pitchforks, from spades to katana's, from knifes to shovels. Tools for war or peace.
His blue eyes squinted in the bright morning light. He had stared his walk a half hour ago, and he had walked uphill for about twenty minutes of that time. He was about to enter a room, occupied by the landlord, Keitaro Urashima, when suddenly the world went black. ~
Gallowin awoke in a metal room, full of strange men. Gallowin was lying down, with two men behind him, and a few on his side. A single man was in front of him. Gallowin was not angry, or scared. Annoyed, perhaps, but not angry. Gallowin had a little disability. He had lost all feeling of hatred and anger and most basic frustration. He now only knows happiness and a few other emotions. Love not included. Compassion, yes. Sympathy, yes. Love, no.
Gallowin did not shout and rage. Instead, he asked politely why he was there. The man replied that Gallowin was there to do a job for him and that Gallowin was free to go after it was over. Gallowin asked what he was told to do. The man told him that the job was to hang around for the show.
Gallowin had said that he would want to decline. The man said that Gallowin had no choice unless Gallowin defeated him in battle. Gallowin said that he did not fight. The man said "tough" and walked away.
It appeared that Hobbes had little to no choice. OK, more like Nil, nada, none, no choice. And so, Gallowin laid his head and closed his eyes. He would find out what would happen.
~
It was a cold day in Tokyo for Himura Kenshin, a former manslayer, and now a peaceful wanderer. He was wearing the usual pink gi he always wore, with a white bottom (No, not like that, pervert) and Japanese slippers. He had long, red, hair, and a cross-shaped scar on his left cheek. He was also somewhat short.
The rouroni walked along the road, his sword at his side. The sword was strange. It was reverse bladed, meaning that it had the blunt side facing away from him, rather then toward him. Also meaning that slashing would not kill with that sword.
He walked down the road, not noticing a drunk samurai, nor the man who was watching him. Himura walked along the road, happily, whistling a tune, as the drunkard, who was skilled with a sword, drunk or not, walked in Himura's path. They ran into each other, and Himura ended up knocking the drunkard down. Angry, the samurai got up.
"Who do you think you are?!" The man said, his speech drowsy, as he was drawing his sword. His eyes looked really pissed off.
"Err, I'm just walking, that I am." Kenshin, said, backing up a bit. "I'm sorry for bumping into you. Are you OK?" Himura continued, backing up a bit more.
"OK?!" The man said, raising his sword. "OK?!?! I've just had my whole life wasted away!! I'll kill you!! No one messes with ME!!" The samurai ran at the wanderer, his sword raised.
Himura, on the other hand, drew his sword quickly, his whole mood changed. Himura's look was serious as he drew his sword and parried the attack in a snap. Next, Himura flashed behind his enemy, and with a quick motion slashed at his enemy, knocking him out.
The man watching, however, decided to move now. Running quickly, a black robed man Grabbed Himura, and shouted, "NOW!!"
Kenshin barely had time to gasp. ~
It was a cold night as Ryoko walked around the Japanese temple, made for the man whom had sealed her for several hundred years. She didn't care about the cold, even though she was in a skimpy kimono, or a mockery of it, but the demon didn't need it.
A man, named Tenchi, had released her, by accident. He had wandered into the wrong cave, grabbed the wrong hilt, and had released her. She was a avid fighter, and had attacked the man. However, the Japanese student escaped. Then, he had taken the jewel that had powered her!!
No, but that wasn't it, no. He would not give it back!! ARGH!!! Therefore, to get it back, she had tried to get it back, doing everything, but she still could not get it!! DARN!! Now, she had an idea to try. She would steal it in the night. Yes, that would work.
Ryoko snuck into the house, a nice two story building. She was stealthy in the night, despite her large hair. She snuck around, until she had seen Tenchi's room. She opened the door quietly to see.
"Yes!! I love it!! I guess it's worth it spending ten hours on this 56K modem getting thi-" Tenchi was shocked to realize that Ryoko had just snuck in. He quickly threw away a bunch of bloody tissues on his desk. "It- s, n-not wh-"
"Really, you're into that!! I would have never guessed!!" Ryoko said, looking at the screen. "Well, then let's start!!" Ryoko jumped on Tenchi, in a suggestive manner.
"Help!!" Tenchi shouted, until suddenly a hand grabbed them both and they blacked out. ~
Two men walked through a pair of saloon door, going out. One was a blonde goof, as he looked, and the other was a smoker in a priest's uniform. The blonde was none other then Vash the Stampede. He was wearing a large red coat, and he was armed with a pistol.
The other, the priest, was Nicholas D. Wolfwood. He was smoking a cigarette, and he had a large cloth covered cross that he carried on his back.
As they walked, a robed man appeared. Quickly, he grabbed both of their heads and smashed them together. Then he disappeared, taking the two men. ~
Jiro, the guitar man, was driving his motorcycle in the middle of the road. Saburo, his rival, chased after him. Saburo quickly sided along next to Jiro, and tried to ram him off the road. Suddenly, a man appeared out of nowhere, and grabbed both by the head. Then they all disappeared. ~
Lina Inverse, the great sorceress, followed by Gourry, Amelia, Xellos, Felia, and Zelgaidas as they walked through a forest. Lina and Gourry were ahead that day, scouting, even though Lina was a wizard. She walked with him, looking around.
"I don't think that there's anything around..." Lina said, rubbing her eyes, as it was early morning. She, as usual, was thinking of a way to get lots of money.
"Well," Gourry said, chewing on a blade of grass. "I still have a hunch." He looked around. "I think there's someth-gah!!" Gourry's voice was silenced.
"Gourry?" Lina said, before her world was plunged into darkness. ~
InuYasha and Sango had to do a patrol. After all, the demon hunter and the Half-Demon should be able to work together well, right? Well, pretty much, as they didn't talk much, as they didn't need it. As they walked through the forest, something was about to happen.
Sango was silent. Suddenly, a hand grabbed her, and another knocked her out. InuYasha, unlike the others captured, had heightened senses. He turned as soon as he heard a rustle, and came face to face with a ninja. They fought for a second, but then the half-demon was captured. ~
Yusuke was in the middle of a castle, with three others. Kuibara, Kurama, and Hiei. Both snuck, as they were on a mission. They were to slay the Spirit beasts.
As they snuck, they walked into a small hallway. Suddenly, they were attacked by a few men, who, with surprise, managed to take all four of them away. ~
Spike ran after a criminal, who had a huge bounty. His head was worth millions, mainly because he was a unknown thief. It didn't matter, though. What mattered was that he was worth money.
The man was running through the crowded city streets of a quiet planet, as people moved out of the way as the two ran. Eventually, He saw the man turn a corner. Spike ran after him.
Spike turned the corner, and ran. into a bar. The world went black. ~
Sakura walked into her room, smiling happily. Her day was going great. Nothing bad was happening, and she was very happy, and also her brother was coming home from work soon, and he sounded happy. ^_^
Unfortunately, luck would say otherwise. As she sat down and started to write in her diary, a creaking sound from the stairs and footsteps made her think that her brother was coming up to say hello.
"Brother, are you there?" Sakura said, looking behind her. "Welcome back!!" Suddenly, a black shadow ran in and appeared in front of her.
Sakura gasped as she was knocked out and disappeared. The man chuckled as Sakura phased out into the space station. "Easier then Eriol was." The man said, and disappeared. ~
A couple of men walked through the long, metal halls of the ISS. Both, in case you did not notice, are baddies. They were robed in black and brown clothing, and they were talking.
"The round up is complete, master." The one on the left said. "Everyone is captured. They are all in different test tubes, awaiting the tournament."
"Are they awake?"
"No. We are transporting them now."
"Very well. Proceed. I will be at the room in a hour."
"Yes Sir." The flunky then went into the next room. It was filled with large Test tubes. In each, there was a person. To be more precise, a kidnapped person. One of the captured shown above. What would happen, no one knew.