Thur, August 2 (forgot the time, sorry.)

A.N1: This is a story for Stevo the Human, who reviewed MOP2, and said that he wanted me to write a story about the war between Reimu and the Scarlet Clan in the desert. I aimed to write a fic that has lots of fighting, but also explains a few things. I decided to have them use magic, but I took Spaztique's advice to not make it exactly like the game. Also, Spaztique, I do not like what you said about my niece, but I forgive you because you were just joking. Anyway, I hope you like the fic, and I will work on the reboot after this.

Also, the last reagent was not going to be oni semen, you sillyheads! it was going to be a vampire fang. Too bad, because I'm dropping the whole death/resurrection thing in the reboot.

Also, Reimu is not the "man" of the relationship; she and Marisa are both women, you goofus!

A.N2: If you didn't know already, I have a Deviantart account now! I will upload drawings and stuff there! I will put the link in my profile.

A.N3: This was a lot longer than I thought it would be, so I am splitting it into parts.

SCARLET SAND: THE FINAL STAND

-Reimu squinted her eyes as she gazed across the bronze dunes of what was now Gensokyo's first desert; she knew that something like this could not possibly have happened naturally, as there was a glade of coniferous trees here the previous day. Reimu gritted her teeth, regretting not having taken the yukkuris' advanced warnings about the Scarlet Clan seriously. At least she still had one person helping her out; her lifelong best friend, Marisa.

"To think," Reimu whispered to herself, "A few life suckers could have made a lifeless desert out of my family lands."

"You don't have much time to reminisce about what happened here," the blonde witch reminded Reimu, reaching for her shoulder, "Night is fast approaching...and that is when the Scarlets' fiendish armies are most powerful and active!"

Reimu looked up at the sky; the sun was setting down over the horizon, painting the sky a fine, sparkling orange, as pink clouds darted across the windy skies.

"I see...then there is no more time to waste!" Reimu shouted, the flames of determination burning brightly in her eyes. She leapt up into the air, bursting off into the distance.

"Wait for me!" Marisa screamed as she leapt off after the miko.

A few minutes of flight revealed the poor sight of Hakurei Shrine; what was once a modest dwelling of magical potential in the heart of the calm, peaceful woods, was now stuck smack dab in the middle of a dune desert; the tall, spiteful sand hills encroaching and burying the already dilapidated gate in front of the shrine. wooden beams were splintering from the grains of sand being blasted about.

"I don't get it," Reimu whispered to herself, "The Scarlets were never THIS malicious."

"Reimu!" Marisa called out, finally catching up to the miko, "I finally caught-" But she stopped when she saw something moving in the dilapidated storage shed.

"Reimu! Be careful!" Marisa cried out, "I think there may be a scarlet monster in the storage shed!"

Reimu squinted as she brought out her miko stick. "Ambush me, in my own home, will they?" Reimu apprehensively approached the storage shed, gripping the stick tighter and tighter, taking note of the rustling noises created by the entity as it clumsily tripped over the dusty wooden crates inside. Once Reimu got to the storage shed, she stuck her right hand out, and generated a ball of angry, crimson energy in it. Not a moment later, she leapt into the storage shed with the speed of a hurricane.

"Show yourselves, you bloodsuckers!" Reimu screeched as she swung her miko stick angrily. A single puffy blob-like creature, with short, light blue hair, and Icy eyes.

"D...don't hurt us, easy," The small yukkuri begged, "We just lost the easy forest."

Reimu de-powered her energy sphere, her face contorting into an irritated scowl. "Not these things again."

Marisa scrambled into the shed, a puzzle expression upon her. "Reimu? Is something wrong?"

"Just a little infestation." Reimu groaned as she pointed to the dozens of Yukkuris, who were by now emerging from their dark, dank hiding places in the crates and barrels, peering and whispering curiously about these strange bipedal entities.

"Oh Reimu," Marisa sighed, "These yukkuris get their food from the woods, which aren't here anymore. they are lost and frightened."

"But they REALLY had to choose MY family's shrine to hide from the big scary salt piles." Reimu snapped with exasperation.

"Reimu," Marisa pleaded, "They lost their homes. That would be like if the monsters just smashed your shrine to bits, forcing you to love in the woods."

Reimu shook her head as she placed her thumb, index, and middle fingers on her forehead. "I'm sorry...I just let the stress get to me." She grumbled, still clearly stressed out.

Marisa approached Reimu, putting her arm around Reimu's shoulders. "It's okay...I would probably react the same way if I were you." She stated.

If you only knew...Reimu thought to herself, gripping Marisa's hand, and gently removing it from her shoulders.

The blue-haired Yukkuri moved forward a little bit, shyly. "Can we stay easy?" She asked nervously.

Reimu looked down at the fidgeting young yukkuri, then back at Marisa, who stared into Reimu's eyes, Marisa's own shimmering and flickering.

"Fine," Reimu groaned, "Just don't make a mess of the place."