M.Y.T.H. Inc. Morals
Notes and Disclaimer: I don't own the MYTH books. I just like to mess with the story. Also, my writers skills are far cry from almost any fanfiction in this whole site, so don't expect much. If you do, you will be knocked off your feet, into a wall, and then deflated by means of a sharp pin. Get the drift? This will be an insertion later in the fic-- self and friend. So the question is 'what happens when someone gives Fara Mazunaki a few MYTH books and a computer?' the answer, 'Chaos ensues!!'
PS: I certainly hope you're a bit of an anime fan because I'll expect some of my quotes will be from anime charachters. Excuse it please!! ^^;;
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Chapter One:
"Sure, money and power are a few of the finer points, but....."
--Prince John
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It was a beautiful day outside at the Bazaar at Deva. The sun was shining, the Deveels were bargaining, the Pervects were cooking.....Okay, maybe it wasn't such a great day after all. However, i wasn't outside to witness it all. I was stuck in my office, looking over all the papers Bunny had dropped on my desk. I sighed inwardly. This had to be one of those days, didn't it? I had just set my mind to my work when Bunny poked her head in my office.
"Busy Boss?"
"I was--"
"The Great Skeeve will see you now." came from outside my door and a figure entered. I sighed inwardly again. "Sometimes I wonder if it's just luck..." I grumbled to myself, then looked up at the figure who was standing in front of me. And was struck by the sudden urge to laugh.
You see, the Bazaar is a demon (short for dimension traveler) crossing area. In fact, almost every type of demon could be seen here. Now, I've run into my fair amount of strage beings. Like octopus-like beings I've run into (literally) not to mention my staff. A Pervect, a troll, a trollop, and a dragon. And that's just the odd half!!
But to get back on track, I'd never run across a demon like the one that stood before me. He was about 6'7 ft tall, and he had dark blue eyes that blazed. Now, that wasn't the unusual part. The unusual part was that he was furry. Dark brown, short fur to be exact, with messy black hair, and a tail the same shade. Not to mention a pair of ears that strongly suggested 'bat'. At a second glance, they seemed to suggest more 'elf/cat' than anything else. I accepted that answer for my thoughts, and decided not to bother him with the question that had immediatly popped into my mind. Which was undoubtedly 'What dimension are you from?' I put on my best buisnessman smile and motioned to the unoccupied seat across from me.
The man surveyed me closely. He semed to be sizing me up, and I bristled as I realized this, but calmed down when he sat down. The being smiled, and I caught a quick glimpse of his teeth. His canines resembled a cat's, and were quite pointy.
"So, you are the great Skeeve?" the being asked. I smiled. How perceptive of him.
"Yes. So, what is your problem that I can assist you with?"
The cat/elf being's tail bristled. "Who says I have a problem?!"
"You came to us. So either you have a problem or you really like wasting our time."
Well, one thing was for sure. This guy wasn't the brightest light in the harbor. I smiled at that thought as the being situated himself more comfortably in his chair and opened his mouth to begin talking. I held up my hand to silence him momentarily.
"First off, what's your name?"
The man smiled again. If I hadn't been used to seeing my paertner Aazh's toothy grin, I would have found this quite unnerving. However, this man's teeth looked fairly docile to my Pervect partner's.
"My name is Jameet. Now, I have a little job that I would like you to oversee--"
I cut him off again. "My time is valuable. I might send one of my accociates on the job...." At this, Jameet cut me off, rising angrily from his chair.
"Maybe you will if you want to lose your accociates! Now will you listen to me already?!"
I was taken back a bit by this outburst. Not many people dared to yell at the Great Skeeve, and in a way this man reminded me much of my first visit to the Bazaar, when I had aquired my pet dragon Gleep. I smiled and nodded, and the man sat down and began his oration.
"There are two beings on the loose in my home dimension of Wicc that we need you to capture. The first one, a fellow Wiccen by the name of Fara, must be caught alive. The second one, a Deveel theif by the name of Finch, who helped her escape, may be brought either dead or alive. They are both quite trained in magic though, and--"
I cut the man off again. From the word 'escape' I figured they must have ben on the run from the law. In other words.... "First off, why not have the police capture them? Secondly, if I do decide to take this job, how much money are we talking?"
Jameet scowled at me, and his ears twitched slightly. "First off, the police have tried. Half of them were burned to a chrisp, and the other half are spending their days as statues. Secondly, I'm willing to pay, oh, roughly 50000 in gold if you manage to get the job done and come back alive."
At this point my jaw hit the floor. Not only was this adventure beginning to sound like something to expand my knowlegde and expreience with, FIFTY THOUSAND IN GOLD!!! Now, I know this may seem a bit daft to you, especially seeing the disaster that happened after, but fifty thousand in gold!! No one trained by Aazh could possibly pass up a sweet deal like this. I jumped out of my seat and knocked the chair backwards in the process of doing so. I extended my hand and began to shake Jameet's wildly.
"You've got a deal!!"
Notes and Disclaimer: I don't own the MYTH books. I just like to mess with the story. Also, my writers skills are far cry from almost any fanfiction in this whole site, so don't expect much. If you do, you will be knocked off your feet, into a wall, and then deflated by means of a sharp pin. Get the drift? This will be an insertion later in the fic-- self and friend. So the question is 'what happens when someone gives Fara Mazunaki a few MYTH books and a computer?' the answer, 'Chaos ensues!!'
PS: I certainly hope you're a bit of an anime fan because I'll expect some of my quotes will be from anime charachters. Excuse it please!! ^^;;
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter One:
"Sure, money and power are a few of the finer points, but....."
--Prince John
~~~~~~~~~~~
It was a beautiful day outside at the Bazaar at Deva. The sun was shining, the Deveels were bargaining, the Pervects were cooking.....Okay, maybe it wasn't such a great day after all. However, i wasn't outside to witness it all. I was stuck in my office, looking over all the papers Bunny had dropped on my desk. I sighed inwardly. This had to be one of those days, didn't it? I had just set my mind to my work when Bunny poked her head in my office.
"Busy Boss?"
"I was--"
"The Great Skeeve will see you now." came from outside my door and a figure entered. I sighed inwardly again. "Sometimes I wonder if it's just luck..." I grumbled to myself, then looked up at the figure who was standing in front of me. And was struck by the sudden urge to laugh.
You see, the Bazaar is a demon (short for dimension traveler) crossing area. In fact, almost every type of demon could be seen here. Now, I've run into my fair amount of strage beings. Like octopus-like beings I've run into (literally) not to mention my staff. A Pervect, a troll, a trollop, and a dragon. And that's just the odd half!!
But to get back on track, I'd never run across a demon like the one that stood before me. He was about 6'7 ft tall, and he had dark blue eyes that blazed. Now, that wasn't the unusual part. The unusual part was that he was furry. Dark brown, short fur to be exact, with messy black hair, and a tail the same shade. Not to mention a pair of ears that strongly suggested 'bat'. At a second glance, they seemed to suggest more 'elf/cat' than anything else. I accepted that answer for my thoughts, and decided not to bother him with the question that had immediatly popped into my mind. Which was undoubtedly 'What dimension are you from?' I put on my best buisnessman smile and motioned to the unoccupied seat across from me.
The man surveyed me closely. He semed to be sizing me up, and I bristled as I realized this, but calmed down when he sat down. The being smiled, and I caught a quick glimpse of his teeth. His canines resembled a cat's, and were quite pointy.
"So, you are the great Skeeve?" the being asked. I smiled. How perceptive of him.
"Yes. So, what is your problem that I can assist you with?"
The cat/elf being's tail bristled. "Who says I have a problem?!"
"You came to us. So either you have a problem or you really like wasting our time."
Well, one thing was for sure. This guy wasn't the brightest light in the harbor. I smiled at that thought as the being situated himself more comfortably in his chair and opened his mouth to begin talking. I held up my hand to silence him momentarily.
"First off, what's your name?"
The man smiled again. If I hadn't been used to seeing my paertner Aazh's toothy grin, I would have found this quite unnerving. However, this man's teeth looked fairly docile to my Pervect partner's.
"My name is Jameet. Now, I have a little job that I would like you to oversee--"
I cut him off again. "My time is valuable. I might send one of my accociates on the job...." At this, Jameet cut me off, rising angrily from his chair.
"Maybe you will if you want to lose your accociates! Now will you listen to me already?!"
I was taken back a bit by this outburst. Not many people dared to yell at the Great Skeeve, and in a way this man reminded me much of my first visit to the Bazaar, when I had aquired my pet dragon Gleep. I smiled and nodded, and the man sat down and began his oration.
"There are two beings on the loose in my home dimension of Wicc that we need you to capture. The first one, a fellow Wiccen by the name of Fara, must be caught alive. The second one, a Deveel theif by the name of Finch, who helped her escape, may be brought either dead or alive. They are both quite trained in magic though, and--"
I cut the man off again. From the word 'escape' I figured they must have ben on the run from the law. In other words.... "First off, why not have the police capture them? Secondly, if I do decide to take this job, how much money are we talking?"
Jameet scowled at me, and his ears twitched slightly. "First off, the police have tried. Half of them were burned to a chrisp, and the other half are spending their days as statues. Secondly, I'm willing to pay, oh, roughly 50000 in gold if you manage to get the job done and come back alive."
At this point my jaw hit the floor. Not only was this adventure beginning to sound like something to expand my knowlegde and expreience with, FIFTY THOUSAND IN GOLD!!! Now, I know this may seem a bit daft to you, especially seeing the disaster that happened after, but fifty thousand in gold!! No one trained by Aazh could possibly pass up a sweet deal like this. I jumped out of my seat and knocked the chair backwards in the process of doing so. I extended my hand and began to shake Jameet's wildly.
"You've got a deal!!"