Koko's Misadventures; Part 1:Prelude, Chapter 2

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The story continues. It'll jump right into where Koko met Zofis, and the next chapter or two will

show how this affects her, with more good stuff to enjoy.

It's not canon within the official Zatch Bell Verse, and I don't own Zatch Bell or anything.

This part covers the beginning of the first part of a larger Fic to come. It revolves around Koko's life before she meets Zofis, when she finally meets him, what happens after, and what fate she endures after,which will lead into the next part (The real story after the Prelude). It's not canon within the official Zatch Bell Verse and doesn't follow a lot of what happened then, but I'm going to try to fit as many loose ends as I can. It will use a lot of characters from other fictions as well as some OC characters from mine.


Koko rubbed her eyes. She slowly bent her head up, and turned it to see the sun shining upon her window. She looked at her shabby red circular clock. She stretched herself, arms out forward. She put her legs on the ground, and slowly adjusted her mind to her self-awareness.

Koko: "6:00 huh? I've got some gardening to attend to in an hour. And later tonight, I have to get to the library early and study. God, I already spent so many hours on that entrance exam, yet it never ends does it?"

She got her self out of bed and was about to change clothes. Then she remembered, she had no need. She'd slept in the clothes she was in last night, same shaggy coat and shirt underneath, long ugly blue blouse underneath covering her lower half.

She stared at her rack for a few seconds. It blurred, and she suddenly envisioned it with plenty of peculiar outfits. Fancy white dresses, tutus, gowns, swimsuits. Exotic boots, corsets, gloves. Was this her fantasy, what she wished to envision? It was somewhat, but she suddenly came to a second realization. This closet wasn't hers.

It was Sherry's. She'd been over Sherry's mansion countless times before. (Much to her own and Sherry's mothers disapproval,although both her and Sherry hid it from each other) But when she did, they would sometimes play when they were much younger, when she was more care-free. She remembered playing in her room, and recalled Sherry asking her if she wanted to play dress up, and herself too modest, refused. She never told Sherry about her secret.. desires and appeals that she wished to fulfill someday. But she didn't want to appear superficial over some fancy clothes. Or was it Sherry that didn't want her to be such a person? They were so close then. Back then...

She put her hand on her head and squeezed her sight closed, not wanting to see the vision anymore, and tried to get the image out. She hated when she had these thoughts, these insights.

She couldn't bother with them anyway, she had to get going. She grabbed her brick red coat, and rushed out in a hurry.

Koko: *No time for breakfast, or even a shower. I'll have to remember to take one when I got home.*

When she got up and out, she noticed that no one was even up yet. Not that she cared. Her mother had been so deep in booze before sometimes she would just lay on her couch for days on end.


As she ran through the sidewalks in the opposite direction of her house, she slowly adjusted her eyes to the sun and ran forward, jogging swiftly to her destination.

She ran so fast that she actually ran into a crowd of people, which she was surprised at because the villagers were barely up this early in the morning, sans a few elite youths who got up early to start their morning studies.

She slowly danced around and passed as many as she could, trying not to be a burden. A few "Watch it" and "Hey!"s came through occasionally, she ignored them. Not like apologizing would make her arrive any faster, was another 13 blocks away and she only had 50 or so minutes to arrive there. She ran so fast without looking, paying no attention to anybody, until she tripped and stumbled near the center of the crowd.

She slowly recovered herself, and wanted to pound the daylights out of whatever wise guy thought it would be funny to trip her. But instead she saw that the person behind her was much shorter, and she reasoned she must have tripped over him instead. She could also see that he dropped an object of some sort, it was a small square object. A book, although she in her haste didn't pay much attention to it before she slowly got up and turned around, walking towards him in order to apologize. He got up as well, and they met face to face for the first time.

Koko: "Heheh.. umm sorry Mr, I didn't see you there. I'm sort of in a hurry."

The man was making a rather sour unpleasant face, but brushed himself off and looked at her.

He wasn't an ordinary person, if there was such a thing. He was pale white, almost like porcelain. Looking into his eyes, they were a pale yellow, with crimson red replacing the white around his pupils. Speaking of which, were like vertical slits across his face, on each side. Not only that, but he had markings beneath his eyes, read stripes that extended from his eyes to the edges of his face.

He had what appeared to have curly blond hair, with curls so defined Koko could barely believe to be authentic, covered by a hat that you'd think a priest of some-sort would wear. Speaking of wearing, he was dressed in a snow white robe, with red bands going across at the center where it split. The robe had purple puffy sleeves on both ends above his arms. She stared and analyzed these features all this time for what seemed like was nearly an eternity (but in fact was only 10 seconds in real time). Shaking her head to concentrate, she raised up the book she picked up earlier and came back to reality.

Koko: "I believe, this is yours Mr."

Zofis: "Yes, yes it is."

Koko, not wanting to waste anymore time, handed it to him in his reaching hands and waved goodbye, smiling as she ran off away from the crowd that had just surrounded the two. She was rather interested in the encounter, but had to move on as she knew she'd be late soon. It wasn't often that people like that showed up in her little town of hers. Perhaps she was an actor, or someone from a circus? Some tourist? She didn't have time to figure it out, and although it was on the back of her mind, she concentrated on the route to in the few blocks ahead.

The small blond haired boy, Zofis as he called himself, got up as well. He only stared in fascination at the book she handed back. She had been in such a hurry, she hadn't even noticed a little detail about it. That it was glowing when she handed it back. Zofis smiled a cunning smile.

Zofis: "Hmm.. And apparently yours too, ghahahahha!"

He laughed manically, as he walked away, planning their next encounter.


Koko had finally finished her job for the day, and collected the money she'd earned. She had stopped at the town library later to study for the insubordination of the college she was to attend, assuming she was ever to get in. What if she didn't? She couldn't think that way, doubting never increases ones chances. Her father had taught her that.

She had studied hard the guide that she obtained from the head-master of the university she would hopefully be admitted into. Schedules, classes, rules, clubs. All the things she would need to know to conform productively for the prestigious school's schedule. It had been over 2 dozen pages, surprisingly long for a simple manual, and certainly not a short pamphlet.

She had gotten to some part around the schools rules for the science lab and arts lab, which she normally would be interested in but this time was rather fatigued. Was this because of how late she stayed up, getting herself out,thinking things ahead? She didn't know, because she was asleep before she even asked such upon reading it.

She had woken up hours later from the long session she'd spent. Her head face down in the paper, she looked around to the left to where the usually clock was,but it was gone. She finally found one near the librarians desk, and got up to observe. On closer inspection she was informed of the time.

Koko: "Huh. 8 O'clock. I hadn't intended to stay this long, but it's not like I would've gained that rest back at home."

With that note, she put away her books and packed up what little she had. She waved goodbye to elderly Jonathan, her long time friend ever since she became familiar with the library, and he took a fondness of her as a librarian. Apparently the library had closed at 7:30, but with the two going back a few years he'd postponed its closing just for her, rather than be forced to wake her up.


She walked down the stairs and was soon back in the heart of the village. Halfway home, where hopefully she wouldn't have a repeat of the previous night. Or did she care? She was never very close with her step-mother, so did she really care whether or not her relations improved. She looked about, putting these questions in her mind aside. She had gotten, a rather cold chill.

She stopped for a second, and looked around.

Koko: "Hello?"

Nobody responded.

Koko: "Anybody there?"

When still her shouts went unresponsive, she simply shrugged and walked forward. It must have been her lack of sleep she figured. But she couldn't get the grave paranoid aura off her self. It was like she felt something.. cold come upon her. It was different from anything she'd usually felt before.

She kept on walking, constantly checking her position,and that of her imaginary pursuer which she couldn't shake from her mind. Finally, she heard foot-steps, or at least she thought she did, and then began to shift herself a little faster.

Not wanting to engage whatever could be there, she simply kept on walking, fear stinging her heart. Suddenly, she saw another shadow coming up in front of her. With her looking down, she was to stung to want to have to face any of it. Without even thinking, she slowly made a turn into a nearby alley way,backing up. Slowly the shadows revealed themselves.

Three men came in, the kind of men garbed in caps and tacky baggy ripped up slacks. They weren't very clean shaven,and all had deranged looks on their faces. Two were fair haired, and one had slick black hair, with his hands in his pockets.

Koko: "I... don't want any trouble."

The man responded;

"Well your coming here all alone at night. Your asking for trouble missy,heheh."

He pulled a sharp object out of his pocket, a knife.

Koko continued to back up, until she hit a wooden fence. Looking behind her and back, she tried to argue.

Koko: "Look guys.. I don't have any money, just some books. You can have the books. People like books, and you can read.. right? Heh. "

The 3 men stopped for a second, and stared at each other. They followed by bursting into fits of laughter. Then the man spoke again;

"HAHAHhah, that's a good one missy. You sure are good-spirited, I like your type. And you don't look like you have anything..."

Koko: "Oh good, so you can let me go then?" she said, making hand gestures for her to depart. The other 2 responded by surrounding her to the left and right rather than standing one behind the other.

"Sure, we're 'let go' a little, it's been a while. You can offer us something that money can't buy cheap. Your Body. "

The 3 burst into laughter, as they groped their hands to themselves making mocking movements based on their obvious intentions.

They then stopped, and moved in closer, step by step. They took a step back now and then, only to pull another forward, further attempting to manipulate the already paralyzing fear in her.

They were nearly a foot away from her, when Koko closed her eyes and braced for the worst. Expecting to be pounced on, she hoped she'd at the very least fall unconscious before she was tortured into mental oblivion. Bad memories came back for second, back to a certain day, years back.. However, before much was recollected, she heard a voice in front of her.

"My my my, how prestigious you gentlemen are, taking yourselves out on someone as weak and defenseless as this."

Koko, simply opened her eyes little by little. She quickly identified the speaker with surprise, who at the time was the only thing standing between herself and her attackers. He looked back on her for a second.

Zofis: "After all, we can't just go around abusing little girls, now can we? Especially when they might be... geared towards something. What a waste, you three are."

"Grrr... Who is this little shit?" One of the blonds said, in fury of the intruder who has suddenly come between them and their prey.

"MOVE IT, You little Shrimp! Or we'll cut you up to into chopsticks!" The de facto leader shouted.

Zofis "Cut me up? Huh, that doesn't sound very proper. But as they say, you should always chew your food before you eat it, so at least you have proper table manners." He said before raising his hands and pointing two fingers, pointer and middle at the main mook.

"What the HECK YOU BE TALKING ABOUT LITTLE MAN! FORGET IT, YOUR THROUGH!"

He rushed at Zofis knife in hand. The little white doll smirked, and raised the two fingers he held up. The man charging proceeded to stop. His two accomplices stared.

"Why'd you stop man? CUT UP THE BASTARD!"

"Mhehhehe..." Zofis crackled.

"I... can't move!" The armed man spoke, shaking as he attempted to raise his weapon forward, only to find some unseen force holding him back.

"Pathetic humans. Your weapons are no match for my physic abilities." He then twitched his two pointed fingers sideways, causing the withheld man to go flying to his left. He landed in a barrage of trashcans, and breathed heavily. Zofis seeing this, smiled a wicked smile, and pointed at a larger metal container of trash, crates which the trashcans usually are dumped into. It levitated for seconds,before Zofis proceeded to twitch his his fingers again.

"You..Bas-"

His sentence went unfinished, with the massive object crashing into him, smashing him back into the other 2 who barely dodged it. A smeared trail of blood was there from his flown path, leaking out of his head and neck, which was now slightly dislocated. The other two, now paralyzed with fear. Not even having the courage to plea, ran seconds later in screams. Zofis would have destroyed them two, had they not quickly flurried out. Besides, he had.. other matters to attend to.

A startled brunette stood motionless behind him. She couldn't even take in all that she had just seen, she couldn't even believe it. Was what she just saw real? Surely it wasn't. That kind of thing.. didn't exist did it?

Zofis: "Heheh, rather shocked now are you?"

Koko simply gulped, and backed up further back into her corner. What was he doing here? Surely he was the same person he'd assisted earlier, she could easily confirm that. But was he angry for being tripped over? For something? Was he an alien, a magician, a demon of some sort?

Zofis: "Now now, no need to be alarmed, my dead Koko. And, that last guess of yours was correct actually."

Koko: "How do.. how do you know my name?"

*What, how did he know?. No, it couldn't be, that he- *

Zofis: "Can read your mind D?" Koko blinked for a second.

Koko: "Actually, I was going to think something else, more... perverted. But I like your answer better."

Zofis:"Well, it's not like I can tell the future. We can't have all the powers in the world now can we?"

Koko: "Yeah, I guess." She attempted to get up from the slump she was in, only to be told off.

Zofis: "Now now, my dear, please, sit down. I have quite a lot to explain." Koko slumped back down.

"First off, my name is Zofis."

Koko: *Hmm. Alright.*

Zofis: "And I'm a one of the 100 demon children sent to this earth every 1000 years."

Koko: *...*

Zofis: "Once every 1000 years, we are sent on earth to fight each other in order to decide the next successor to the king."

Koko: *uhh, k.. *

Zofis: "However, when we come to this world, we can't user our powers alone.

*Most of them anyway* We need a human partner to assist us in doing such a thing, by having them power and read our spell-books. This here" He pulled out said book, waving it in front of Koko's face like a dog being waved a treat of sorts.

Koko: *And you think, I'm... your partner in this... battle of yours?*

Zofis:You know, you can talk if you want. Reading your mind constantly actually gets quite exhausting after a while. And I don't think. I know.

Koko: *Know? How, how could you-* "I mean, how could you possibly know something like that?"

Zofis: "Oh it's simple. My spell-book reacted to your heart."

Koko: "My.. heart?"

Zofis: "Oh yes. You see, these books are the link between our hearts. They connect our feelings,emotions, resolves, and ambitions across a demon child and their partner. The fact that this book reacted to that heart of yours, shows we have a connection."

Koko: "A connection of.. what?"

Zofis: "You ask too many questions. Here, let me prove it to you. Try reading this."

He handed her the book, and like clockwork, it glowed upon reaching her hands.

Koko: "This is... odd. It feels, like there's something. Something.. calling? No, that's not it. But, it's like.."

Zofis: "Just read it, Koko my dear."

Koko stopped for a second, and closed her eyes. *I can't believe I'm about to do this.* She inhaled, and then stared at the glowing book for the second. Squinting her eyes a bit, the characters just barely made themselves out to her. But to her surprise, she could indeed read the words on the page. And with a single word, she read what she saw.

Koko: "Radom"

Zofis smiled and stuck his hand out at the dead corpse behind him, as energy charged up and prepared to fire what he expected to be a ball of radiant energy.

However, his hand sparked and glowed, but what 'energy' went outwards was pitiful. It so no more than a marginal effect that went inches out and dissipated before ever reaching its intended target.

Zofis growled,upset that the spell had virtually no effect.

Zofis: "DO IT AGAIN! You must not have put any heart-power into it."

Koko hesitantly, did as he said. However the result was the same. A third try was no different.

Koko despite her situation, found herself able to laugh at the failed effort that went into it.

Zofis:"Grrrr.. forget it, we're work on it later. Now then, how about it. Do you want to be my partner?"

Koko stared and stopped laughing for a second.

Koko: "Umm... no thanks. Your magic show and story were cool and all, but I don't really care for it much."

Zofis: "Oh really now? You don't want further power? What are your dreams, I could help you obtain them, you could have anything you wish with me."

Koko was hesitant upon answering it, and unable to respond. Looking away, she couldn't easily spout that she once had ambitions beyond simply 'colledge', before Sherry 'brought her down to reality' and made her lower her expectations. Still, these childish wishes existed within her.

Zofis: "Those are very sweet dreams. And all things you could do with my power"

Koko: "DAMN IT! DON'T DO THAT! And NO, I don't need your power, goodbye !" She attempted to walk past him, which he didn't stop her from doing.

Zofis: "Hehehe, just having fun. But this is your last chance, to come with me." *Willingly..*

He reached into his hidden back pocket he kept, and grabbed an object with her in front of him.

Koko: "I decline." As she was walking away, Zofis pulled out the object he was holding, and requested "HOLD ON." He sneakily, un-twisted a bottle of sorts, and spilled something on his hands as he talked.

Koko: *AHhh, that little..* "Yes Zofis?" She said, turning around with a disgruntled tone.

Zofis rubbed his hands together, and waved them around below his waist, making weird gestures.

Zofis: "I'll tell you what. I'm going to come back the morning after tomorrow. Just to see if.. you change your mind then. That will be the last time you'll ever have to see me, assuming you decline. You can at least allow that much left for me, right? As a thank you for saving your lif- err, virginity."

She thought for a moment, and with a puff of breath, agreed.

Koko: *Sigh...* "FINE, you can come back then, and only then. Although my answer will be the same, as long as you promise never to come back after you can do that. Alright."

Zofis: "Why yesss, of course, my dear. But if my predictions are correct, you're be very willing to comply by then." He then put up his hands, stopping the gestures. What appeared to be a strange black smoke of sorts was seeping out of his hands, and upon inspection Koko saw awkward markings. She, against her better judgment, took a moments notice to look closer, just an inch.

Zofis proceeded to pounce and slam his smoked palms into her torso, roughly above but still on her breast. She screamed, as his hands glowed and seethed with light. A symbol had appeared around Zofis's hands and a large cross-like light had went through them, and seemingly through Koko's body. She shook and spasmed as it ached through her. The light.. or whatever it was attached itself to Kokos body for a second, before she in her anger pushed Zofis back, and it appeared to have faded out. With tears streaming down her eyes, she ran off not looking back.

Koko ran all the way through the streets in the isolated darkness. Away from the muggers, and away from the monster she'd just encountered. She'd looked down as she was running, and saw the area in which he had attacked almost seemed burned, but rather it didn't feel that way. When he jumped her, it had almost felt like... he had penetrated her. Confused, she continued to run her way home, in fear and awe of all the events that had just occurred before her.. all in one night.

Zofis: "Hehehe, the stage is set. Now let's see what truly lies in your heart... Koko my dear, dear partner. Mwhahahahha."


Koko shut the door. Her family was asleep by now, apparently. It was 9:30, she walked in and saw her step-mother fast asleep on her couch with the TV on. She guessed everybody else had simply gone to bed, seeing the food left on the table. She, still panicked from the night before her,walked upstairs. She put away all her stuff, and took a breather on her bed. After taking a few minutes to digest that it was all just some crazy hallucination,that none of it was real. Though somewhere there wast the logical side of her she couldn't shut aside that told her otherwise. Finally, she relaxed herself, and stripped herself of her clothing, including the coat which now looked like it was torn where that monster- where Zofis had touched it. A painful reminder that the nights occurrences were all very real. She then made her way to her bathroom.

In her tub, she turned the shower on, waiting a bit to make sure it was the right temperature. After it was hot, she stepped in, and got her soap and worked away. She washed her hair, her body, everything in some futile effort to 'wash' the night away. She still couldn't believe what had just happened, but it was over. For now anyway? What if he came back, like he said he would? Well she'd just refuse him. Would he try to kill her once more for doing so? Mabee she'd tell him in a note. A storm of thoughts went through her mind, and at the same time a load of mental defenses raged to keep these thoughts down, to simply put it all aside, at least for a bit.

As she washed, she noticed something she should have caught on to. There was a large, stain it seemed below her neck. She scrubbed at it a little. Then harder. When it wouldn't budge,she got her soap and rubbed frantically to remove it. Eventually she got frustrated, and washed what was left of her and turned the water off.

With one hand on the wall, she leaned over and poked at it. Then with the water clearing over it, she could observe it a little closer. It wasn't just a little stain, it was rather complex. It had a circle in the middle. And it had what appeared to be, curved lines patching out of it. They weren't connected to the circle but hovered around it, still coming out if it. They appeared to branch out to each others ends, forming a 2nd circle around the filled center. They extended a little beyond that. What was it, a design of some sort? It was clearly a pattern, such a thing couldn't be accidental.

And then her mental barriers shattered. She was brought back to reality, back to that night, the same night that had just unwound before her. That same person she was with only little more than an hour ago, he had done something. She recalled upon his attack, he had touched.. the same part of her that the symbol on her was now. It overlapped both her neck and the upper part of her breast. Black and indented, it wasn't like some tattoo, it literally appeared as if someone had branded the mark into herself. She put both her hands on her face, and couldn't bear to see it. She felt as if she would collapse if she had to live through this any longer, and yet as she looked again, there it was.

She got out, grabbed her towel, and wiped her face before draping it around herself. After drying a bit, she dragged herself back to her room. She threw herself over her bed, and stared at the ceiling.

She could see a ceiling there, a limit between her and the infinite vast sky above. She stared at it, blocking her way between herself and whatever lied beyond it. And for some reason, she felt contempt for herself when she stared at it. Slowly she drifted off to sleep, to confused to even rationalize what she would do about the night, tomorrow, or anything else. She closed her eyes,and simply drifted off...

/End Chapter 2


Me:Well, that's it for chapter 2. Lets hope Koko didn't go through too much now, did she?

Zofis:Well, lets see.

'Koko is laying in a corner shaking frantically on the floor.'

Me:Is... she gonna be alright?

'Zofis pokes her with a stick'

Zofis:She's just fine. She just got done watching the newest twilight movie.

Me: 'GASP!' Zofis YOU MONSTER! How could you torture someone, are you THAT CRUEL?

Zofis: I didn't do it. I recommended she watch Toy Story 3, it seemed like a heart-felt movie.

Koko: ...Edward... don't... leave me... love you... bella...

Me: Woops, looks like watching it has broke her mentally. Good job Twilight, you did more damage than even a mind-controlling demon could hope to accomplish.

Zofis: Is she gonna be ok for the next chapter?

Me: Yeah, just hold on sec. 'Gets out frying pan.'

Sherry:Why does.. Koko have a fetish for my clothes?

Me:She doesn't. It'll be explained later.

Sherry: Still...

Me: You know what Sherry, you can just shut the hell up.

Sherry: WTF? Do you hate me or something?

Me: idk. OH NO LOOK, KOKOS HAVING AN INDEPENDENT NON-SHERRY RELATED THOUGHT OF HER OWN! AND SHES GETTING HER OWN SCREEN TIME!

Sherry: WHAT, WHERE? NOOOOOOOOOOOO! I'LL SAVE YOU K-

*Wacks Sherry with pan*

Me:Well, tis all for now, enjoy the next chapter, where Koko becomes a robot cyborg ninja demon Super Saiyan! Well, mabee not the Super Saiyan part. And mabee not the next chapter... or the one after...


I hope I didn't do to much in this chapter. I thought about breaking it into two parts,but decided against it. Was it too long? The next chapter I think will be shorter. I wanted to divide it on events that happen rather than length. Also, the next chapter will be entirely based on Kokos mentality. After the one after it, it will really start to diverge from the main plot-line of Zatch Bell. So please hang-tight til then, and don't be afraid to critique it. (I probably have like a bazillion flaws, I'm new to this so this is my first fan-fic)