The five band members of the legendary death metal band Dethklok were in their large castle famously known as Mordhaus, meeting with their manager, Charles Ofdensen, about an upcoming tour schedule. The quintet never really paid much attention to Charles' words, all they wanted to do was play the music and party.

"And we are going to stop in Japan for the first show of the tour," their manager explained. "We have been booked in the Yatsugatake Mountains. Why we got scheduled there I'll never know, but according to their booking agent Yukari, Dethklok is in high demand there." He pulled out a piece of parchment paper that she sent him regarding the demand notice.

"Where the hell is Yatsu-whatever it's called?" Nathan Explosion, the singer of Dethklok, demanded. "Only places I know in Japan are Tokyo and those two places where America bombed the (guitar screech) out of them."

Charles adjusted his glasses in frustration. "Yes, it does seem like a strange place to hold a concert, but then again we've done weirder locations."

"Oh yeah, like that time we played in Norway fer dat coffee jingle!" Pickles the Drummer said. "Those were good times."

"Or when yous stucks me in the bottoms of the ocean for recordings!" Toki Wartooth, the rhythm guitarist, piped up, reminiscing the grueling recording experience.

"Okay, you made your point," Charles said, trying to move along. "Yatsugatake is roughly 10 miles east of Chino-"

"Hey, ishn't that where that Chino Moreno guy livesh?" the bassist, William Murderface, asked.

The lead guitarist, Skwisgaar Skwigelf, facepalmed. "No Murderface, no ones from the Deftones live theres," he sighed. "Nothing brutals come out of Japan except for the Godzilla movies. And that's not brutals unless him and Ghidorah rip into each others."

"MOVING ON," Charles rushed them. "We will be in Japan for a few days beginning tomorrow and will perform the concert on the third day. We leave tomorrow morning."

"Em yeah, that's gonna be kinda hard fer me to do Charles," Pickles said. "I made a deal with my legs and they don't werk until noon." The other guys laughed and nodded in agreement.

Charles put his hands to his temples and tried to calm his nerves. Sometimes dealing with these guys was way above his salary, but he was the only reason they managed to stay successful for so long and the band respected him for it. He sighed and looked back at the band. "Very well then, I'll contact Yukari about our arrival being later. But be ready to go at noon. We don't want to keep your fans waiting." The meeting adjourned and he went into his office while the bandmates went into their living room to go do who knows what.

Charles was sitting in his office going over the parchment paper Yukari sent him, trying to find some sort of contact information. "Ah, here it is." He dialed a number on his phone and waited for a ring. Much to his surprise, he didn't even hear a connection line, just dead silence. "Strange, could she have incorrectly written the number?" he wondered out loud.

He tried in vain to reach her by phone call for a few more minutes. Suddenly he heard an answer that was extremely clear, even for a phone call. "Hello, this is Yukari Yakumo speaking," Yukari answered.

Charles cleared his throat. "Ahem yes, this is Dethklok's manager Charles Ofdensen. I'm calling to let you know that we may be arriving later than expected tomorrow. I hope that's not a problem, Miss Yakumo."

"Not at all Charles," she replied. "The performance isn't for three days after all. We still have plenty of time to prepare. However I do suggest an alternate method of travel since it may take you about half a day to travel here."

He raised an eyebrow skeptically. "And may I ask what this form of travel you speak of is?" he said into the phone.

"Turn to your left."

Charles turned 90 degrees to see a blonde woman with a parasol dressed in a purple dress, a mob cap, and a lot of ribbons standing inside of a purple gap, smiling and waving at him. "Ack! What the hell is this!?" he yelled, scrambling backwards and falling over his desk.

Yukari giggled. "Well you've done better than most people I've met for the first time, I will applaud you for that," she complimented.

He dusted himself off and stood up while feebly holding a lamp in defense. "How exactly are you doing that?" he demanded. "Is that some sort of Satanic magic we don't know about or what?"

She shook her head. "Nothing Satanic I can assure you, but I suppose you could think of it as a sort of magic." Charles cocked his head in confusion. "How do I explain this….. Have you ever taken any mythology courses during your school days Charles?"

The manager nodded. "I happened to take some in college yes, but I don't see how this is relevant to you appearing out of nowhere."

Shrugging off the quip at the end, she continued. "Tell me, what have they taught you about Japanese myths?"

He put the lamp down and scratched his head, trying to recall the memories of the class. "It has been quite some time since then, but I believe there were talks about demons and gods. If I remember correctly, the demons were called 'youkai' in Japanese."

Yukari was mildly impressed with the recollection. "Yes, we are called youkai," she confirmed. "I have to say, I never ex-"

"Hold on a second, you said 'we,'" Charles interrupted. "What are you talking about?"

Smirking and rolling her eyes, she shrugged. "I meant exactly as I said. Youkai are not the myths that you humans believe, they are very real. Myself and many of the residents of Gensokyo are youkai and we live among humans. I happen to be the youkai that manipulates borders, the fabric of space and time included."

He put his hands up to stop her. "So you're standing here in front of me out of absolutely nowhere, telling me that you're a Japanese demon-"

"Youkai," she corrected.

He pushed his glasses up his nose in mild frustration. "Yes youkai, saying that you have booked Dethklok to perform in the mountains of Japan, and you have a way of getting there that is faster than a jet. And what exactly is this 'Gensokyo' place that you speak of? I haven't seen it anywhere on a map."

"That's why I had you booked in the mountains," she explained. "It's a little hard to explain, but Gensokyo is referred to as the 'land of fantasy.' Since I'm the youkai in charge of managing the borders of the place, I keep it hidden from the outside world, which is where you all currently reside. Gensokyo is actually located within the mountains, that's why I had requested that booking site."

Before Charles could inquire further about the extremely confusing explanation the gap youkai gave him, Pickles walked in with a beer in his hand and a strung-out look in his eyes. "Aye Charles," he said while entering. "When are we gonna get more booze? I just drank the last-" He stopped mid-sentence when he noticed his manager and a lady inside of a gap in the air. He looked down at his beer. "Aw man, I really needa cut back on da booze. I'm seeing things now."

Charles sighed while mentally preparing himself for a somewhat-confusing explanation of their first tour stop. "As much as I wish you would adhere to that decision, I'm afraid that what you see before you is as real as the casualties at every concert," he began. "This lady appearing before you is Yukari Yakumo, the one who booked us in the mountains in Japan."

Slowly coming out of his drunken stupor to take notice of what was going on, Pickles violently shook his head and got focused. "If I'm not seeing things, then howda (guitar screech) is she standing in da air like dat?"

The other two looked at each other with a look that said it was going to be hard to explain all of this. "Perhaps it would be best if you brought your fellow bandmates here so I can fully explain," Yukari suggested. "This isn't a show like anything you've done before."

An hour later, Dethklok, Charles, and Yukari were sitting in the conference room to (try to) explain who the latter was and what Gensokyo was. Needless to say the boys were having a hard time comprehending all of it, which is to be expected from people who lived in the outside world for so long and knew little to nothing about Japanese folklore or mythology. "And that's everything you need to know about Gensokyo," Yukari said, beginning to wrap up her explanation. "This sounds like a rhetorical question, but do you have any questions before we travel there?"

Nathan raised his hand. "So you're telling me Dethklok gets to play a death metal concert in front of a bunch of fans that are demons, or youkai, or whatever the (guitar screech) they're called?"

Yukari nodded. "That's correct." She then began to look around her. "And where is that guitar screech coming from anyways?" she asked to no one in particular.

Nathan smiled. "That's brutal, we're in." The other four nodded in agreement. He pulled out a tape recorder and held it to his mouth. "New song idea: brutal death song about Japanese demons."

"Where ams we stayings for the time there?" Toki asked.

Yukari smiled. "There are three poltergeists that play music as well called the Prismriver Sisters. While they don't play anything like what you five play, they had mentioned that they were big fans of yours and were more than willing to let fellow musicians stay with them."

"Woah, sho we're staying with ghoshts too!?" Murderface exclaimed. "That's aweshome! We need to do shows in Japan more often!"

"My only questions is why ams you havings us in this Gensokyo place anyway?" Skwisgaar asked. "Not that I has a problem with playings for demon, but until nows, we ams never heards of this place. Why now?"

"Ah yes, that," Yukari remembered. "We are having a music festival and since Dethklok is so highly revered across the planet, I find it only fitting that we do our best to have the biggest band on the planet join us. Which is another reason why the Prismrivers were so eager to meet you as well: they are performing at that same festival."

Charles turned to the boys. "Well now that Yukari has gone over the finer details of our venue, you all should prepare for traveling and the show. We leave tomorrow afternoon by Pickles' request."

Pickles shook his head. "Aw man, (guitar screech) that! We get ta go to a place full of demons 'n ghosts 'n stuff! I'd even give up getting a hangover tonight to get dere in da mornin'!" The other six looked at him incredulously. Pickles AVOIDING getting a hangover!? "Yeh, you all heard me! Sue me!"

Nathan turned back to Charles and Yukari. "We get to play a death metal concert to humans and youkai in a weird-ass fantasy land, we spend three days living with music-playing ghosts that are fans of ours, and on top of all of that, we could get song material about demons and them murdering the human race." His face darkened and then looked at them seriously. "This. Is more brutal than the blackest black times infinity, and we never miss an opportunity to be brutal! We'll be ready to go tomorrow morning." The meeting adjourned and then the gap youkai left the six to prepare for the trek out to the Land of Fantasy tomorrow morning.