Spirit Walkers 2
Introduction
It has been 3 years since Yoh and the others went to the shrine, defeated Nataku, and met the mysterious Faust. This time, everyone is training for the Shaman Fight. Everyone went their separate ways. With only a month until the Shaman Fight Qualification Fights start, who will win the Shaman Fight? No one knows, not even me!
Chapter One - Yoh's Training
Yoh's P.O.V -
Yoh sits down on the bench outside his house. He is covered in sweat from the hours of training he had been doing, starting a few months ago. He grabbed his towel and wipes his sweat covered face as the sun blares at him.
"Master Yoh, you aren't supposed to take a break yet." said Ky'shtra as his master sat there, exhausted. "Yea. I know, Ky'shtra, but I'm too tired to keep going. Can't we stop for now?" asked Yoh in between inhaling large amounts of air. "Master Yoh, we can't, you must continue." Said Ky'shtra while his master looked at him as if he were going to faint.
Yoh stands back up and starts to run around the track some more. Ky'shtra looks at him with sadness in his eyes. He could tell his master was trying all he could to become the best, but would it be enough?
Every day, early in the morning, Yoh would have to run around the track twenty times, non-stop. Then, in the afternoon, he had to lift weights for hours upon hours. Finally, he would have to swim thirty laps around the swimming pool. This workout was a killer on Yoh; he recently turned 15. It has been three years since he has actually done something for himself. He hasn't seen his best friend, Daemian, since the day he died and revived. The memories of that still flew through his mind, what would have happened if Daemian would have died for good? He would have died that's what, he had been best friends with Daemian since they were small, and he couldn't allow that to happen.
"Master Yoh, you've finished. You may go rest now." Said Ky'shtra as his master passed the final lap. "I'll do that." replied Yoh in between breathes.
Yoh ran up to his room and collapsed on his bed and fell asleep immediately. He woke up the next morning with a man knocking at his door, half-asleep he went and answered the door. "How can I help you?" he managed to ask through a yawn and wiping his eyes. "I am the one who shall test you for the Shaman Fight! I am Silva." said the Man as he pulled out an Oracle bell and walked backwards into the daylight. Yoh immediately grabbed his sword and followed the man outside into the blazing heat.
Introduction
It has been 3 years since Yoh and the others went to the shrine, defeated Nataku, and met the mysterious Faust. This time, everyone is training for the Shaman Fight. Everyone went their separate ways. With only a month until the Shaman Fight Qualification Fights start, who will win the Shaman Fight? No one knows, not even me!
Chapter One - Yoh's Training
Yoh's P.O.V -
Yoh sits down on the bench outside his house. He is covered in sweat from the hours of training he had been doing, starting a few months ago. He grabbed his towel and wipes his sweat covered face as the sun blares at him.
"Master Yoh, you aren't supposed to take a break yet." said Ky'shtra as his master sat there, exhausted. "Yea. I know, Ky'shtra, but I'm too tired to keep going. Can't we stop for now?" asked Yoh in between inhaling large amounts of air. "Master Yoh, we can't, you must continue." Said Ky'shtra while his master looked at him as if he were going to faint.
Yoh stands back up and starts to run around the track some more. Ky'shtra looks at him with sadness in his eyes. He could tell his master was trying all he could to become the best, but would it be enough?
Every day, early in the morning, Yoh would have to run around the track twenty times, non-stop. Then, in the afternoon, he had to lift weights for hours upon hours. Finally, he would have to swim thirty laps around the swimming pool. This workout was a killer on Yoh; he recently turned 15. It has been three years since he has actually done something for himself. He hasn't seen his best friend, Daemian, since the day he died and revived. The memories of that still flew through his mind, what would have happened if Daemian would have died for good? He would have died that's what, he had been best friends with Daemian since they were small, and he couldn't allow that to happen.
"Master Yoh, you've finished. You may go rest now." Said Ky'shtra as his master passed the final lap. "I'll do that." replied Yoh in between breathes.
Yoh ran up to his room and collapsed on his bed and fell asleep immediately. He woke up the next morning with a man knocking at his door, half-asleep he went and answered the door. "How can I help you?" he managed to ask through a yawn and wiping his eyes. "I am the one who shall test you for the Shaman Fight! I am Silva." said the Man as he pulled out an Oracle bell and walked backwards into the daylight. Yoh immediately grabbed his sword and followed the man outside into the blazing heat.