Warning This is just Translation Chapter 1: New intriguing
The reality is only a concept born from the observation of the world around us. What we perceive with our limited senses creating a coherent area, governed by complex physical rules, but to structure the world in which we live.
Yet, beyond our reality, was a country in which illusory myths persist and flourish. This fantastic bubble, almost cut off from the world, had a name. Its inhabitants called Gensokyo. This magical land was a mysterious place, in which quantity of various living beings, most fantastic and most powerful, whose existence beyond understanding, but yet managed to coexist with the humble and the weak.
This reality that was Gensokyo was surrounded by a powerful barrier, generated from a Shinto temple preceded by a recently painted torii, the famous Hakurei Shrine. All met the priestess who devoted himself each day to maintain the integrity of the energy wall that protected them from the outside. Everyone made internally with the girl who had been selected for this important mission, but carried on his shoulders another task, that of enforcing law and order in the country.
Only the young priestess hakurei was not the only one watching over the Great Frontier. Someone else maintained in a state that magic barrier because its creator was watching over his work. In Gensokyo, there was a powerful creature, youkai to unspeakable power that all knew, respected and feared. Yakumo Yukari had participated in the founding of Gensokyo, the creation of the barrier and other historical events moult wore his trademark. This youkai with long blond hair was aged several thousand years, even if the question of his age was a subject he was better not to talk.
The ancestral yōkai had lived for thousands of years, but it was finally decided to establish his residence in the border village of mayohiga. The place was mysterious, even by the standards of Gensokyo.
Mayohiga was an almost deserted place mainly populated by cats. This location near the border was isolated in the desolate hills, crushed by heat and which were crossed by the road leading to the river Sanzu, the transition to the world of the afterlife. Besides the proximity to the worlds ruled by the dead, the absence of humans was due to the latent influence of the concentrated powers of Yukari. This village gave off a mysterious force which had the power to disorient those who lingered there. The few humans to enter it eventually lost in a maze of streets intersecting forests organized without any logic ounce and they ended inevitably end up on the outside.
At the center of this village, at least if there really was a center, so the reality is sometimes distorted in a totally random way, stood the residence of the clan Yakumo. The house was of modest size, only consisting of a long two-story building, surrounded by an enclosure that camouflaged the small garden where the wind weakly waved bamboo planted between the gravel paths.
It was a beautiful day, sunny and calm, as one would like to see more often. The sun warmed the place of his burning rays, but refreshing breeze faded burning sensation. This morning was perfect for walking, even for sunbathing. A person understood this well, sleeping on the doorstep, his face pressed against the hot wood. A young girl wearing a red dress relaxed, exposing attributes that clearly indicated that she was not human. His cat ears pierced with gold rings and two tails waved weakly were indicative of its status youkai.
The young lazy creature by the name of Chen, was not the only one to enjoy life with so much recklessness. Behind closed doors, two women waved. The matriarch of the clan, Yukari, had a tremendous power, the handling limits. His unparalleled power and rarely equaled intelligence made her a be daunting. She could be so petty and manipulative creature, a selfless protector, depending on his mood. Unfortunately, his character was little early and chronic laziness was well known. To his chagrin, it was already two times she was taken from her sleep by the clumsiness of his servant.
- Ran, calmly called Yukari, without masking the touch of disapproval she was dawning.
Moments later, the aforementioned maid entered the room occupied by her superior, bowing with all the respect that she had, that though not equal devotion.
Yukari long eyed his employee, watching the kitsune dressed in a spotless robe topped by a blue apron, which left nine golden tails float in perfect harmony with her short hair. The centerpiece of the borders, who had given up the idea of spending the rest of his morning snuggle into his futon, absently stroked one of her blond hair, tied with scarlet. Despite his apparent indifference, the youkai watched the face of the one that was the basis that shikigami, a familiar but had became part of the family.
- Ran breathed Yukari with a disapproving tone that also passed for weariness and who hid his true feelings. Since this morning, it's been two plates that you break, it never happened to you was before.
- I'm sorry, 'said the fox, it will not happen again.
Yukari was silent while these words do not satisfy. She noted a slight contraction of the jaw Ran as if the blonde fox ears hiding something.
- Ran, Yukari replied with a cold tone, do not you dare hide the truth. I feel that something disturbs you, you do not act as usual. I already told you that if you had a problem, your first duty was to let me know. Do not hide yourself behind false pretenses such as fear of disturbing me. Now I'm listening.
- This is tricky, conceded the shikigami, afraid to disappoint his mistress. Since this morning, I had the strange pain in me. These are not injuries, it's more like warnings, reminiscences. I do not know where it comes from, but it's very disturbing. I feel that something calls me, we want to take me somewhere.
Yukari thinks. His eyes closed for several seconds, before revealing his purple irises gleaming dangerously, recalling that behind its elegance and refinement, it was not to be taken lightly.
- I feel that something is calling you on the other side of the border, she stated probing the outside via the breaches it generated at leisure. I hate that we dare make fun of me, of my work and that is detrimental to our clan. I intend to find the culprit.
His eyes fell again on her maid, while a grin split her marble face, revealing his white teeth, perfectly straight.
- However, she simpered, I do not plan to go alone. You're gonna be my detector.
Ran swallowed, but did not dare contradict his superior.
The hostess got up, smoothing her purple dress with a neckline showed his generous chest, before grabbing an umbrella, which however, was not there i barely a minute. The youkai seized the hand of Ran his fingers with long nails gossamer, before drawing a line in the vacuum using the sharp end of her silk parasol.
Before them, a hole opened in the middle of the room. This passage was based on nothing, violating all laws of physics, but it was undeniable that there nevertheless. Through tear could be distinguished an animated black sky liquid jolts, while small purple eyes appeared at will, silently observing the surroundings, trying to see what existed beyond the limbo.
Yukari and Ran crossed the gate, digging into the tiny gap between reality and illusion. Inside, the senses alert, both creatures localisèrent soon the unpleasant emotion or emanated the place nagging Ran for several hours.
The two inhabitants of Gensokyo finally emerged into a place that they were completely foreign.
They were at an impasse. The narrow lane in which they had arrived was barred by a high palisade, surrounded by two tall buildings of stone and wood. Above them, the night stretched its dark coat, decorated with twinkling stars in the distance. The place was not very pleasant, due to the presence of numerous bins overflowing and left dump their waste on the ground floor packed. Yet despite the smell of waste, which shocked them the most was the bland flavor of the air surrounding them. They were not reflected so familiar aroma of the Gensokyo, in which everything was bathed in magic touches. This lack disturbed them deeply, they seemed almost insulting, but the grimace of pain that was outlined briefly on Ran's face reminded them of their mission.
The two women had barely time to restart, a confused clamor reached their ears. A crowd was moving fast, located a hundred meters of them perpendicular to the impasse in which they found themselves, if their hearing did not deceive them. While cries approached, they became more audible, but given the harsh words they spoke, their intentions were probably hostile.
- Catch the demon! yelled a man hoarsely, who was out of breath and losing ground by returning the tail of the pack.
- Do not let it slip! époumona be a second. Take it from behind!
- Let's finish this the Yondaime to start! said a man who forked with a few civilians.
Ran and Yukari had no clue what was going on here, but the terms were clear. A demon was hunted by an angry mob, who seemed ready to make him undergo a spell.
The term demon had little meaning for them. He could just as well refer to harmless fairy wandering randomly. However, this term could regroup terrifying entities, such as the deity of Makai, Shinki.
So Ran and Yukari stood ready to fight, leaving their fate cards, waiting to see what kind of demon was the being who might cross their path.
What was their surprise when the demon in question disappeared into the alley. The newcomer was a young boy, apparently in his prime. However, he had special characteristics, like his blond hair like wheat walls, or the marks on the cheeks similar to the whiskers of a fox.
- That's him, muttered weakly Ran.
The power she felt in the child's intestines was not human and was not rash to suppose that it was the devil that everyone was talking about.
- Yes, confirmed Yukari. I feel its power, too.
The boy, the villagers qualifiaient demon, Uzumaki Naruto was called. Each year on 10 October, while people were celebrating the memory of the Yondaime Hokage, their hero who had defeated the terrible demon fox Kyûbi, drunkards were embarking on a hunt for the child that many saw as responsible for all their misfortunes .
Naruto always managed to escape. Despite the number, he knew every corner of the village of Konoha, and the best hiding places.
Young had chased a controlled skid, followed by a roll allowing it to slip into the narrow alley without losing any second. He was well aware that every second saved on his pursuers could not be overlooked, especially when we had the misfortune of being in such an unfavorable situation.
Despite his condition, he was not expected to do that meeting.
Before him on his way, stood two beings that he never imagined the existence, not even in his wildest dreams.
These two women stood between him and the fence he planned to climb to escape, but their intentions, for unknown time, could hardly be more hostile than the horde that was stalking him.
Naruto froze. His cerulean gaze lingered on the woman whose nine tails waved weakly. His mind was certainly still childish, normal for a child aged just six, but his survival instincts had sharpened. One name came to mind and a word crosses the dam from his lips.
- Kyûbi, he whispered with the impression that someone had poured a bucket of ice in his stomach.
- Do not be scared, whispered the elegant lady that turned her umbrella in a strange hypnotic movement, leaving the purple form a pupil he knew well. We do not want you hurt.
Naruto stepped back. Deep down even his primary instinct screamed at him to run away as far as possible.
However, the pack thousand shouting threats and insults had just arrived and was blocking the way. He was trapped, all retreat was cut off.
The leader of the hateful crowd professed death threats, a man holding a butcher knife walked.
- Look ! screamed he, pointing Ran the sharp point of his weapon. Bear witness! The demon appealed to his people!
The horde came forward, their eyes shining with hatred and envy of murder drove back Naruto found himself cornered, his head bumping against the belly of Yukari. When he looked up, he blushed, his vision being obscured by the towering pair of charms of the youkai.
- We can help you, small, elegantly whispered the blonde with long hair has an unreal grace.
- Kill him ! yelled the merchant whose reason had been obscured by the pain caused by the death of his wife in the attack of Kyûbi.
- Help me ! begged the boy, approaching the blonde woman who held out his hand in a gesture both protective and inviting.
Just when Naruto seized the hand of Yukari, a masked figure appeared on the roof.
- Move away from all of that child by order of the Sandaime Hokage of Konoha!
The newcomer was dressed in a dark dress with a light steel armor protecting his chest and back. His arms and legs were adorned with shields made of the same metal as his breastplate. His face was hidden behind a porcelain mask in the image of a cat and Ran could not help thinking that his shikigami, the lovely Chen, could have this kind of wild term when she was upset or ... we unintentionally walked on his tails that tended to hang around.
His tone was cold and dry, but still, its feminine timbre could not be completely camouflaged.
Yukari watched the shadow agent who flexes his legs, ready to pounce in an instant, while grabbing a Kunai hidden in the metal shield covering his left forearm.
- I do not think, Yukari murmured. This young boy intrigues me. Just like us, he has the power of youkai, she added, while the contrite face of Naruto fell apart, leaving his fear emerge while a terrible gnawing realization his mind. His place is not among you, humans pathetic. It is with his family, with us, in Gensokyo.
With a wave of the hand, the youkai borders opened a passage leading out of the country to the atmosphere eerily empty, belonging to a continent that indigenous nations called elementary. The dark opening seemed animated by their own will, while the blonde woman pushed the child slightly forward.
Naruto, unpredictable and even shocked by what he had just understood, made a small stride. Suddenly, he jumped into the gate, accompanied by another unknown to the nine tails.
Instantly, the elite ninja surentraînée jumped. However, his determination was futile to more than three millennia of experience. Yukari had disappeared, as the breach in which the child had rushed Jinchuriki. The ANBU that landed on the dusty ground quickly straightened up, turning on his boots with soles reinforced to see the mistress limits float behind her. Yukari seemed to taunt, straddling the gap to infinite purple eyes, hiding his smile behind his ivory fan.
- Bring him immediately! ordered the kunoichi with long blond hair tending to khaki, while launching several kunais.
Impassible, Yukari observed the sharp projectiles heading to his vital points before they disappear into nothingness. The ANBU stepped back, surprised to evaporation of its weapons. The projectiles soon reappeared in the back of the fighter who drew his short sword. The sharp blades fichèrent in her shoulders and behind her knees, cutting the ligaments and depressing war reduced to immobility.
- The Yakumo clan receives orders from anybody, calmly declared yōkai wearing a white charlotte, except that I give myself.
The matriarch of the most powerful family and most dangerous of Gensokyo disappeared without a sound. Its portal whose shape resembled a cruel smirk remained open briefly, leaving thousands of eyes fixed observe ANBU from the abyss that housed