Disclaimer: "Those Who Hunt Elves" does not belong to me and I make no claim of ownership on the characters. This story is rated
PG-13 for violence and mature situations. If you are under 13, and your parents would not let you read something like this, I feel sorry for you(I do feel your pain, me and my sister were denied entry to the PG-13 movie "Cool World" when it came out in the theaters for being a year too young)
This anime is not particularly popular online, but It's one of my favorites(for religious symbolism mixed with a bubble gum happy go lucky story-line with a mild dose of drama)

The Game
part I


"Celcia, could you please explain why I have a cat-thing sitting on my head..." grumbled Jun-pei in a calm tone and a pounding vien in his forehead. Rei-tsko sat at the other end of the table sipping on a bottle of vodka cherry wine. Her eyes were closed but one side of her mouth curled up a bit from the wine. Mistress Celcia was working on something at the far end of the room. She turned and uttered a curse word in a strange language that perked up the ears of the spotted siamese scratching at Jun-pei's head. The cat jumped gracefully onto the table without the slightest flinch from the angry brute.

"I really don't understand this" sighed Aries from the open window. The wind blew through her hair as the armor and silk lifted slightly with her breath.

Mistress Celcia put her quill down for a moment and sighed with the wind blowing in through the window. Her papers on the desk scattered a bit and one of them fell to the floor. She looked exhausted.

Aires continued looking out the window and closed her eyes. "We have all of the spell fragments. Why can't you send us back to our world?"

"Simply because she can't." uttered a red-haired elf woman dressed in a frayed brown ugly robe with a talisman clipped on her shoulder as she walked in the side passageway.

Jun-pei slammed his fist down on the table, barely missing the spotted siamese, and glared demonically at the elf. His other hand was twitching below the table as he held back his reflex to rip off all of her clothes and hang her from her pretty little feet out the window.

Rei-stko sensed this and opened one eye, kicking him from under the table. Jun-pei nearly keeled over in pain, holding his twiching hand over his bruised crotch. Rei-stko giggled and took another sip from her bottle.



to be continued.....