Once Upon an Alternate Dimension…
Author's Note: This is my first chaptered fanfic for Eyeshield 21 and it isn't a normal one. Yeah … It's really a test run to prepare myself for writing again. I'm a little rusty. The chapters will get better as they go and this will all make sense eventually.
Summary: After getting hit by a car and losing consciousness, Mamori wakes up in an odd realm where dragons kidnap fair maidens, Sena can be a dwarf, Kurita is related to some trolls and Monta is a satyr? Now Mamori must find the ultimate book to return back to a dimension that makes a lot more sense then this one. But first she must face untold perils of this upside down dimension.
Mamori and Hiruma stood eye to eye in a battle of wits while the rest of the team cowered in the bleachers. This had to be the worst fight they had ever seen for five reasons:
One: Mamori never swore in her life until now.
Two: Hiruma looked like he was about to kill Mamori.
Three: Someone had called from down the street asking if everyone was okay.
Four: The counselor had signed both up for conflict mediation and anger management.
Five: It had been going on for the last half-hour with no signs of slowing down.
"Should I call 911 just in case?" Sena whispered worriedly to Monta.
"No … I think Hiruma is leaving," Monta whispered back. "But then why is Mamori following him?"
"What were they fighting about in the first place?" Togano asked.
The entire team looked at each other, everyone wondering the same thing.
"Hiruma! Get back here! We're not through yet!" Mamori screamed hot on Hiruma's heels.
"Yes, we are, you freaking bitch! Now leave me the fuck alone!" Hiruma returned right back.
"When hell freezes over, you bastard son of a jackal!" Mamori retorted angrily.
Hiruma stiffened a bit but continued as if Mamori wasn't even saying a word to him and started across the parking lot.
The football team was creeping up slowly from behind; a few sharing confused faces, some betting on the fight, others (such in Sena's case) were praying for God's mercy, while the rest were relieved that it was finally over.
Mamori stopped half-way across the parking lot. "Fine! Run away you coward! Just because you can't take some–"
A car brake screeched and Mamori turned her head in frozen shock. The car attempted in vain to stop but it wasn't enough. The last thing she remembered before losing consciousness was someone screaming about calling an ambulance.
Mamori moaned a bit before rolling over. "I be thinking she be waking up," someone whispered nearby.
"That was some blow to the head don't ya think. She has a head harder than a block of marble," a deep rumbling voice declared.
Mamori opened her eyes to see Sena leaning over her, staring intently. "Sena? What are you doing?" she asked attempting to sit up.
"Shhh. Ye be okay Mamori. Ye be safe in ya warm bed against the bitta cold. Tat was some amazing recovery," the boy replied happily.
"Sena … since when do you have an odd accent?" she yawned.
"Well … I be a dwarf remember? Me people talk dis way," Sena answered giving her an odd look. "Ye must 'ave hit ya head 'arder then ye thought!"
"We were so worried about you! I just about cried a river!" the deep voice cried.
Turning, Mamori saw Kurita hunched over as if the room wasn't quite big enough for him. "You look like a troll Kurita! What happened when I was knocked out?"
Kurita smiled. "I am a troll … or I'm related to some. But on to more important things … Right, Sena?"
"Right. Now Mamori, ye 'ave been selected for the yearly sacrifice to the dreaded HaHa dragon." Sena said grimly. "We 'ave ta save ye before it be to late."
"The 'HaHa dragon'?" Mamori asked incredulously. "I am supposed to believe that? Did Hiruma put you up to this?"
Kurita gasped and Sena clasped a hand around her mouth. "Be you daff! Nar speak the name of that accursed traitor! To do that is ta invite death!"
The door to the room slammed open and three armored men came in grabbing Mamori roughly. "Come. It is time to take you to the sacrifice pole," one of them said grimly.
Sena rushed forward but was barred by the other two. "Ye can't take 'er! She be the most kind 'earted person in this land!" he protested.
The two guards threw the protesting dwarf back into the room ignoring him. They slammed the door shut and locked it tight as someone pounded on the door.
Inside, Kurita sniffled a bit and started to watch his feet. "I'm sorry that I'm a pacifist troll Sena Goldenlegs. It's just I don't like violence."
Sena sighed and ceased his banging. "Well it be up to Monta to save the lass. But it be odd to me that a big lug like ye wit the last name Bonecruncher was a hippie."
"I hope she is okay…" Kurita sobbed ignoring Sena's comment.
Mamori was rushed unkindly to a wooden cart barred on all sides and thrown in hurriedly. "What is the big hurry?" she demanded of the guard who had grabbed her. "Where are we going?"
"Well miss, in the drawing for a maiden to sacrifice, we pulled your name and so you must be taken to Deimon High Hill to give you to the dreaded HaHa Dragon. I do apologize, Mamori ... I do believe you're heart is pure but this is how fate works," the man explained before signaling to the driver to go.
It was a long bumpy ride through the town. Everyone stared ashen faced at her as the cart rolled past. She had a sinking feeling that this was not a ploy. The cart stopped for a while by a gate to talk to the guard. "You better be careful; I think I saw a few Devil Imps out in the woods today. Nasty buggers," he warned the driver as he opened the gate wide to let the cart and guards pass by.
The girl sunk against the side of the cart. It wasn't an illusion, but it was sure one crazy dream. She watched the trees pass by in a blur when something caught her eye. It looked like Monta, but Monta wasn't a goat. But who really knew in this strange world. She leaned closer to the bars to get a better look but the figure had already disappeared. "Someone explain this to me…" she whispered softly.
She jolted awake as the cart finally came to a stop. Blinking wearily she looked around. It was an amazing view from where she was. She could see the woods they had traveled through during the night, part of the village and off in the distance, a huge mountain arose. "Come on, Miss. It is time to get you ready for the sacrifice."
Mamori was escorted to a pole set in the ground and tied tightly to it. Some of the other men drove smaller poles into the ground and began to light them. Then they all piled into the cart and took off madly into the woods leaving poor Mamori tied to a pole surrounded by torches.
The girl moved a bit to relieve the pressure of the rope biting into her wrists but sighed in defeat. She hoped to wake up in the doctor's office surrounded by the team worrying over her. Not tied to a wooden pole waiting to be some sort of sacrifice. "Will someone explain this to me? It makes no sense!" she shouted, squirming slightly.
"Then maybe I can help you," a smug voice whispered in her ear. Mamori screamed and whipped her head around. (Other than her pinky finger, it was the only other part she could move.)
"Watch it! That almost hit me!" the voice yelled, the speaker clearly now in her face. Mamori gaped in shock as a little cupid fluttered in front of her. "What? You've never seen a helping fairy before. Now to answer your question: You are now in an alternate dimension but also in your own dimension."
The girl blinked slowly before raising an eyebrow. "But … how can I be in two places at once?" Mamori questioned. "It makes no sense."
Crossing its little arms, the fairy gave her a wistful smile. "In this dimension you are perfectly fine," it began, "In your dimension however, you are at the brink of death. If you die in this dimension, you die in your dimension. So to return to your dimension, you must find the Ultimate Book and find someone who is in this dimension and in the other dimension to bridge the gap," the cupid explained hurriedly.
"Wait … so where is this book?" Mamori pressed.
The cupid looked at the mountains in a worry matter. "This is all I can tell you … enter the realm where the sun doesn't shine and where all your nightmares come true. Now see ya and have a good time being eaten by the HaHa dragon!" In a puff of confetti, the fairy was gone leaving Mamori to digest all the information.
"So I have to get back to my realm using some Ultimate Book in a realm where the sun doesn't shine and all my nightmares come true. Sounds easy enough," she mumbled sarcastically. "But first to–"
An earsplitting roar filled the still air, followed by another one. Mamori sharply turned her head towards the mountain and watched as a huge shape started to arise. Her eyes widened and her legs turned to jelly at the terrible sight before her. The HaHa dragon wasn't a legend … it was real and it was going to eat her!
Mamori fought against the ropes, tears springing to her eyes. She couldn't die! She had so much to live for!
She was about to scream as the dragon came closer when a furry hand clamped over her mouth. "Shh! I'll get you out of here! Just wait a minute and don't make a sound!" a voice hissed in her ear. Mamori quickly nodded and relaxed a bit. Who was this guy saving her? A knife started to quickly cut the ropes, releasing her instantly.
The same hand that had been clasped over her mouth was now clutching her hand and leading her down the hill and into a corpse of tree. Mamori half-slid half-stumbled after her savior and landed heavily next to him, ducking out of sight of the pole.
"Now we have to help Sena and Kurita," her savior whispered hastily. "Inhumans are not taken kindly in these parts."
Turning her head to thank him, she paused and dropped her jaw in surprise. "Monta? You're a goat?"
Monta glared at her. "I prefer a satyr if you please," he snorted. "I hate it when people call me a goat."
"I'm very sorry. It just I don't understand anything that's going on here," Mamori mourned.
"Apology accepted. Now keep it down! The HaHa Dragon is here!"
The dragon made a semi-graceful landing on top of the hill, its three heads craning downward toward the pole. "Hey, Juumonji! There ain't anyone here! Now what will we do?" the left head said to the middle one.
"I don't know! What do you think, Kuroki?" replied the middle and addressing to the right.
"I think we should burn the entire village to the ground and carry off a few more people to please his evilness," Kuroki responded. "What do you say about that, Togano?"
"I think that is a great idea! But what if his evilness decides it isn't a good idea?" Togano wondered.
"I don't think so. He did send a lot of the Devil Imps to this area. Maybe it has finally happened! Maybe the one of two dimensions has come! His evilness will be pleased!" Juumonji crowed.
"So are we agreed?" Togano asked his fellow heads.
"Agreed!" the other two chorused. The dragon then lurched forward; all three heads stretched forward roaring before bringing its bulky body after it.
Mamori sighed in relief. "I guess that is the last we will see of them."
"Come on, Mamori! We have to get to the village before that dragon does! Hurry!" Monta yelled springing to his feet and taking of down the hill.
"Why?" Mamori yelled running down the hill behind the wily satyr. "That dragon is about to attack it! We will be burned to a crisp, ripped apart and who knows what else!"
Monta stopped and whirled around angrily. "Because we need to save Sena and Kurita or they will be caught in this attack. Didn't you hear? The Lord of the Sunless Land has okayed this village for termination meaning no one gets away. Now hurry!" Monta took off again in long leaps into the woods.
Mamori shuddered at the sound of a dragon shriek. "Well, Sena and Kurita are my friends, even if this is an alternate dimension. It is what I would do … but why did it have to be a dragon?" she cried before taking off after Monta.
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