Author's Notes: Hello, ! Welcome to the first chapter of my first story! That being said, it's probably not be up to par with many other stories on this site. I know I'm not the best writer around, and
being an author is definitely not my first choice on the job list. But! I've always wanted to gather my thoughts enough to write something, even if it really sucks. This means I invite everyone to completely tear this apart with critiques. Any and all help would be greatly appreciated.
Rating: T for safety.
Fandom: Okami/Yu Yu Hakusho crossover.
Pairing(s): None.
Warning(s): None, for now.
Disclaimer: I, voodoo-coffee, claim no ownership to either Okami nor Yu Yu Hakusho. They are copyrighted to Capcom (and Clover Studios), and Yoshihiro Togashi, respectively.
Chapter One: The Journey Begins
In a forest darkened by storms and evil, two figures could be made out in the gloom. They were Amaterasu, the powerful sun goddess in the form of a white wolf covered in divine red markings, and Issun, pint-sized Poncle warrior/artist hitching along for the ride. They stood in front of an old, stone edifice reminiscent of a doorway. The slab was called the Spirit Gate, and was said to have existed since the age of myths. The two had just barely managed to traverse the treacherous inner workings of Yoshpet, cursed forest of the Northern Lands to get to it.
"Well, Ammy... we should probably go in... who knows what we'll find on the other side." the smaller companion said.
'Ammy', never one for words, nodded her lupine head slightly and let Issun jump off her cranium and onto the forever snow-covered ground. He unsheathed his toothpick of a sword and prepared himself.
"Stand back, Ammy!"
With that warning, he jumped high and sliced the inner edges of the door, the friction causing it to glow red. The gate slowly opened, the inside glowing brighter as it did.
"You know, I'm starting to have second thoughts about this... I - Wait! Ammy!"
As soon as Issun had began to show doubt in his words, Amaterasu sprung into action, giving him no chance to back out fully. She leapt forward, picking him up by his cape in her teeth and bounding through the Spirit Gate, sealing their fate - whatever it may be.
Meanwhile, back in the Reikai, a tired toddler tyrant sits at his desk behind stacks upon stacks of paperwork. He worked as fast as he could, but the stacks never seemed to get smaller. It was obvious that he was loosing his patience along with his sanity. Just as the piles seemed to shrink ever-so-slightly, his blue skinned demon assistant George walked in with another armful and dumped it on the weakening desk.
"More paperwork for you to sign, sir." George sated. He prepared himself for the predicted outburst by bracing himself and putting his hands over his ears. The toddler began seething, and if one looked hard enough, one might say they could see steam shooting from his ears. He finally burst with a great shout, letting his frustrations be known to all in hearing range. The toddler in question was not really a toddler, but the son of the King of Spirit World: Koenma. Now that his father, King Enma, was away on business, he was left to run Spirit World on his own and he was not. Happy. This wasn't the first time he was put in charge, but that didn't make it any easier. There was always a mountain of paperwork and reports to complete, and the work never seemed to slow down.
"I need another vacation" Koenma groaned, exasperated.
Issun was the first to wake. He sat up, groggily wiping at his eyes. He sat dazed for a moment, before his memories came back with the force of a charging ox. He scrambled and stuttered when he realized he was on the ground instead of a furry coat. When he finally was able to stand on his own two feet, Issun looked around wildly, calming as soon as he found the sleeping wolf goddess. He bounced over to her, quickly looking her over for any injuries. When he confirmed that she was healthy, he moved to her ear to try and wake her up.
"Ammy? Ammy, wake up. Don't make me jump on your face!" He threatened. Slowly, she began to stir, her ears twitching and eyes opening as she awoke. She lifted her head, and after finding Issun at the end of her nose, began to survey her surroundings. They were still in a forest, though it held a considerably lighter atmosphere than Yoshpet. Sounds of activity could be heard from far away; there must be a city nearby. The pair were confused; is this where the Spirit Gate really needed them to be? Issun and Amaterasu looked at each other, both wondering the same question, though only one voiced it:
"Where the heck are we, furball?"
Author's Notes: Well, what do you think? Decent, satisfactory, or utter failure? And, I hate to ask this, but since I've no idea how to continue after the two parties meet, I'd like to ask for advice, suggestions, or ideas on how to continue. Please?
Thank you for reading!