A/N: This is a new fanfic I'm doing and I hope you like it :D (review and tell me if you want another chapter - if onbody wants then I won't make it because I don't have so much time at the moment so unless somebody wants anohter chapter I'll make one)! Enjoy this chapter XD

The power of the four Gods and one Goddess

Chapter 1 – A new world

"Come on", a male voice yelled, "jump!"

Umiko stood at the edge of a cliff and looked down. She saw how the waves smashed against the rocky cliff – what seemed to be more than fifty feet below. She gulped, "I don't want to," she begged. "You have to," the guy smirked, "you don't really have a choice, do you?" he and four others laughed – even Ishio.

"Come on," the smirking guy said, "it is okay to be afraid." The guy walked slowly towards her, "you seriously don't want to do this, do you?" he asked, slowly moving towards her.

Umiko shook her head almost teary. "Well then, then I can't do anything… but this." As the guy said it he gave the girl a hard push and she fell towards the rough sea. As she did so, she gave out a scream and closed her eyes, only wishing that she would survive the fall.

With a loud splash she hit the surface of the water and the last thing she heard was the guys' laughing their lungs out.

As the cold water pierced her body she fought to get up to the surface to get some air. But the sea had other plans with her; it threw her against the cliff with an unbelievable force and then took her further down. She felt a sudden warm wrap around her and she opened her eyes. She saw how the light from the surface disappeared above her and she lost all hope for survival. But just as she was about to drown something grabbed her around her waist and pulled her. Umiko felt how the cold air suddenly surrounded her and she took the opportunity to breath; even though the cold pierced her lungs like a thousand knives.

She heard different voices around her but she didn't quite hear what they said. She couldn't focus on anything besides trying to – unsuccessfully – breathe. Someone then patted her on her back and she finally coughed up the remaining water from her lungs.

"Are you alright?" someone asked when she was done coughing. Umiko sighed with relief, breathing slowly and looking down on a somewhat wooden floor. Umiko gradually nodded and then looked up. A man with fiery red hair and amber eyes had knelt down beside her to help her up. "Are you sure? You seem to have been in the water for quite some time," he asked worried. Umiko again nodded silently at him but confusion started to appear in her eyes. "Where am I?" she asked. "Just outside Konan," another one answered, "you were lucky we found you. You could've drowned, you know." This man had a funny face Umiko noticed. He looked like a young edition of a monk, only with light hair, and he had an ancient Chinese hat tied to his back.

"What's Konan?" she asked perplexed. The two men looked at each other and then back at her. "Where are you from?" the red-haired asked confused.

The brunette girl looked up at them, "England…why?"

"Is there by any chance a country called Japan where you come from?" the monk asked.

"Yes, it's a country in Asia."

The monk whispered something to the other man but it wasn't loud enough for Umiko to hear.

The monk then looked at her and smiled, "What's your name?"

"Umiko, what's yours?"

The red-haired man rose proudly (like a soldier) and answered, "I'm Tasuki – one of the Suzaku seven." Umiko looked at him and gave out a giggle.

"What?" Tasuki asked more than annoyed that he had gotten that kind of reaction from the foreign girl.

"Nothing," Umiko answered, "you just look kind of…"

"Kind of what?" he demanded.

"What's the word? Kind of…" Umiko looked down taking one hand to her chin, "kind of…"

"Kind of hot-tempered, annoying, weird, sarcastic, annoying, annoying and… did I forget something? Oh, that's right… annoying," a voice behind Tasuki said. Umiko didn't quite see the face of the new voice because Tasuki suddenly turned and jumped at the person whoever that might have been. The monk then went over to Umiko and bent down to shake her hand, "I'm Chichiri and the one who looks like a woman and is in a fight with Tasuki is called Nuriko.

"He's actually a man but he used to (or still does) like to dress up as a woman," he added.

Umiko nodded understandingly, smiled and said, "Nice to meet you."

Then she looked around quickly at her surroundings. They were on a boat; not a big one but not a small one either. There was no one else but the four of them so the size seemed proper.

"Nice to meet you too, Nuriko," Umiko said smiling towards him.

With just one hand he pushed Tasuki hard to the other side of the boat and came smiling over to Umiko, "Nice to meet you," he said, "What's your name?"

"Umiko," the brunette answered. Nuriko looked at her and offered her a hand. Umiko took it and was very easily lifted to her feet. "That's some strange clothes," he said while looking at her from head to toe. "That's because she's from Miaka's world," Tasuki joined in while rubbing his head.

Nuriko looked at Chichiri and he nodded, "perfect," he said and took Umiko around her waist and put her over his shoulder. "Wait, what? … Put me down!" Umiko exclaimed. She hadn't noticed that they were already by a harbour. She was put on the ground beside a horse and Nuriko yelled back to the others who were just merely keeping up with him.

"We can finally tell Hotohori that we've found her," he said smiling.

"Found who?" Tasuki asked perplexed.

"Found the 5th God – or Goddess in this case since she's a girl," Chichiri explained.

"What… Are you serious?" Tasuki let out surprised but looked over towards Umiko a little incredulously, "Are you sure? She doesn't really look like Goddess material."

"Yes," Nuriko nodded, "she's definitely the one."

"How can you tell?" One of Tasuki's eyebrows rose silently.

"Hotohori mentioned that Suzaku gave out a white glow which has never happened before – ever," Nuriko explained. "Excuse me," Umiko said, slightly annoyed, "I don't want to be rude or anything but I still want to know what's exactly going on." She jumped to her feet and brushed some dirt of her (still wet) black shorts.

"Don't worry," Chichiri said, "Everything will be explained on the way to the palace, you know."

"Can you ride a horse?" Nuriko asked her. Umiko shook her head, "I would fall off a lot if I tried."

"Then you can ride with Tasuki," Nuriko said with a scornful (but still playful) smile, "That way he probably won't talk that much."

"How funny," Tasuki grimaced back but decided to let it go (yes, quite shocking) and took Umiko's waist and lifted her up. She landed on the saddle on her stomach and tried to get up but failed to do so. Instead she made the mistake to pull herself forward and plummeted on the ground. Tasuki and the other looked around the horse and then they were nearly killing themselves with laughter over what they saw. Poor Umiko had plummeted right onto the dirty ground and her wet hair and clothes were all covered in mud and sand. Umiko stood up looking away and pouted.

"Now there, let me help you up correctly this time."

Umiko turned around and saw Tasuki smiling. She could see how much he had to control himself not to laugh but a chuckle still escaped his lips now and then. Umiko nodded and this time Tasuki made her turn herself towards him, "Now, put your hands on my shoulders. You'll need the support in a second," he still chuckled but then stopped when he saw her glaring at him. She did as he said and then he lifted her as tall as he was – Umiko guessed he was approximately 5'10" or 5'11" – and looked at her while he said calmly, "now, swing your right leg up to the saddle." Umiko broke away from his gaze and looked over at the horse which was getting impatient. She lifted her leg and he lifted her even more so that she would sit straight up.

"There you go," he smiled oblivious to the fact that Nuriko and Chichiri were watching. Tasuki put his left foot in the stirrup and came smoothly up on the horse. "Let's go. Nuriko? Chichiri?"

They looked at each other and rode off toward the palace.

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