First thing I must say: This was written with my best friend, The Great Mikey Weston. Also, I'm really, really sorry we made you guys wait. Every time I tried to upload the next chapter, it wouldn't show up. And then I asked Mikey about it and found out I needed to attach the chapter to the story In order for it to show up. So I am currently feeling like an idiot. We're also having a few problems in real life, so don't be surprised if there are more delays.
Second thing, actually written by The Great Mikey Weston: Don't worry, you're still a freshie. Anyway, disclaimer: Abigail is my character, therefore I own her. Likewise, Mystic owns Silva. We don't own Okami or anything from Okami, or any possible references made.
Mystic: Enjoy the show! *backs out dramatically*
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"ACK!" Silva fell through several branches of a tree and landed on the ground. "Ow... that was so not fun..."
The only response was a muffled sort of noise. Upon closer inspection, that pile of leaves in the corner was nota pile of leaves after all, but Abigail, covered in leaves after being sent face-first into a tree. She now lay on the ground, twitching feebly, but after her first attempt to speak, lifted her head and spat out leaves and dirt. "...You never have fun after being teleported randomly. Trust me."
"It's happened to me more than once, believe me." She gets up and looks around, then up at the tree. "This is Konohana... so then..." She looked up at the sky, which was an eerie, ominous mixture of purple and black. "We must be at the beginning of the game. Wait... That means Sakuya's going to come out any time now...! Quick! Hide!" She grabbed Abigail's arm and pulled her behind the tree. Abigail yelped, but quickly fell silent as she waited.
Pretty soon a floating girl in a pink kimono appeared in flower petals. "That's Sakuya," Silva explained in a whisper. Try as she might, Abigail couldn't manage to discern what she was saying. Her expression changed as she looked at the girl, seeming to say that she was impressed and confused at the same time.
Sakuya threw a disk at the wolf statue in front of her, and the statue came to life, turning into a white wolf with red markings, the disk on it's back on fire. Silva edged closer to hear what they were saying.
"Ah! Such divine white light! Such beauty and grace! The only one capable of such a wondrous spectacle is none other than our mother and the origin of all that is, Amaterasu!"
"Wow! She's even more impressive in real life!" Silva gasped.
"Shh!" Abigail urgently put a finger to her lips, her brown eyes wide. "They'll hear you!" Thankfully, it seemed like they didn't. Sakuya continued to speak. "How delightful to see that the savior whose brave sacrifice sealed away the evil demon so many years ago has not changed one bit. Seeing you emerge after so many years spent as a statue brings happiness to my heart!" She wiped her eyes. Amaterasu's only response was to yawn and go to sleep. Sakuya immediately gave off an air of displeasure. "Amaterasu ...look above you and take in the condition of the sky.
"Since your untimely departure from our midst, the world has succumbed to devious and vicious beasts. They have ravaged our fine and bountiful country of Nippon... but never have the circumstances been worse than they are now. Please use your powers to banish the darkness and punish those who would do us harm." Suddenly, her chest jiggled. "Hm?" It jiggles again.
"Holy fudge," Abigail whispered disbelievingly.
"Eh? What is this?" Her whole body was wiggling now. "Has something stolen its way into my robe? Ho ho ho..." She began to laugh. "Ooh he he he... A ha ha ha ha ha ha!" She lifted her head- a small green thing leapt out of her robe. "Phew! What on earth?" She said. "You again?" The small green thing began to jump. "Ow ow ow ow ow ow! Are you nuts?" At it's voice, Amaterasu got up and growled at it. "Boy, for a little thing, you sure make a big fuss!" The green thing exclaimed.
"Dude, Issun is tiny!I didn't realize he was thatsmall!" Silva whispered.
Abigail did not respond, but simply looked relieved. "...thank god that wasn't what I thought it was."
Silva glanced at Abigail curiously. "What did you think what was?"
"Please, don't ask," Abigail replied, making a face. "I've seen too much in my day."
The others, however, had not heard their conversation at all, and continued as usual. "I was just trying to make the conversation a bit more interesting, that's all!" Issun continued. "Were you napping in my clothes again, bug?" Sakuya queried.
Abigail facepalmed. "...'Again'?" Silva snickered softly.
"Bug? I told you a thousand times not to call me that!" Issun exclaimed indignantly. "I'm a wandering artist. The name's Issun!" A scroll randomly came down that bore the legend: Wandering Artist Issun.
Abigail blinked. "That was pretty obvious. He just said what he was, and then there's a scroll- no, you know what, I'm not going to bother."
"Yeah, that would be a good idea, since that happens a lot." Silva replied.
"I'll show you how great I am and it won't be long till you're bowing before my great brush!"
Silva facepalmed. Issun took out two paintings and threw them at Sakuya and Ammy. Sakuya tossed hers aside, and Silva reached out and grabbed it before it flew away on the wind. She looked at it. It was a picture of Sakuya, except more detailed. "Well, whaddaya think? Even cuter than the real thing, no?" Issun said, with a hint of smugness.
"Except the real thing has a smaller chest." Silva whispered. Abigail nodded fervently in agreement, looking highly amused.
Issun jumped on Ammy's head. "What's with you, furball? You look kinda down in the dumps. Actually... You look kinda familiar... Got it! You look just like that statue of Shiranui!" Ammy ate Issun in response. Silva had to stuff her knuckles in her mouth to keep from laughing out loud, while Abigail barely suppressed a shriek of laughter.
Apparently Issun didn't taste that good in Ammy's opinion, however, because almost as quickly as she ate him, she spat him out again. "Woah! What do you think you're doing?" Issun steamed and hopped up and down, much faster now, a red aura emanating from him. "Are you crazy? A handsome guy like me should never be covered in wolf slobber!"
"Unfortunately for him I can't even tell if he's as handsome as he says he is. He's too small." Abigail shrugged. "I know, right?" Silva said, shaking her head. "It's an unfortunate fact of life," Abigail agreed.
"You'll regret messing with the great Issun! Don't make me use my prized sword, Denkomaru, against you!" The sound of a sword being pulled out of it's sheath was heard.
Suddenly, there was a loud roar. Everyone looked up to the sky, which was now orange. "Wh-wh-what's that growling sound?" Issun squeaked, now bouncing on Ammy's nose. "And why's it so dark, anyway?"
"O, great god Amaterasu..." Sakuya said, speaking for the first time in a while, "I've used all the power I have to protect Kamiki village. The village lives on. Their spirits lie encased in my fruit. Cut it free, and the village will be reborn! I trust in you. I know that you will lead us down the right path. Only your awesome power can restore faith in the world."
"The tree's returned to normal, huh?" Issun said, after Sakuya had disappeared in sparkles and flower petals. "That Sakuya girl sure said some weird stuff. The villagers' spirits are being kept inside the fruit... That's the fruit." He looked to a giant peach hanging from one of the branches. "If you cut it down, the village will be restored. But it's awfully high up there. If you don't use some kind of special power, there's no way you're gonna reach it. This darkness is really getting to me, too. A lot can happen while you're taking a nap."
"Unfortunately, that's very true," Abigail muttered.
Ammy ran through a portal in the tree's base. Silva looked at Abigail questioningly. "Should we follow?"
Abigail paused, and frowned, folding her arms. She tapped a finger on one arm, pursing her lips, as if lost in thought. "...Why not," she said finally, unfolding her arms and shrugging, a grin spreading across her face. "This might actually be fun."
"How are we going to join them, though? Just walk up to them and say, 'HI, we're from another dimension, and we want to join you on your quest!'?" Silva asks. "Or are we just going to secretly follow them throughout the entire game?"
"That would be impossible." Abigail shrugged again. "I say we just pretend we're goddesses from another dimension sent to help Ammy. I mean, would anyone deny I'm a goddess if I can do THIS?" There was a poof of smoke, and she'd transformed into an exact copy of Ammy. In another weird, but different sort of transformation, she'd become herself again, face setting into a pout. "I'm still working on how I transform," she grumbled.
Silva blinked. "...well then. I guess it helps that I'm a fairy."
"How was the smoke, by the way?" Abigail queried, raising an eyebrow.
Silva grinned in response. "It was fine." She walked out from behind the tree. "Alright, let's catch up to them." She proceeded to run through the portal, Abigail hard on her heels with a grin reforming on her face. ...But it was ruined as she stumbled, then continued following Silva. "I'm not USED to being tall!" she whined, pouting once more. Silva, however, had already gone through the portal and didn't hear her. Grumbling to herself, Abigail scurried into the portal after her.
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