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Heeeeyya!!!! Mrfuji666 here again. Third chapter sry it took so long.. I've had a lot of homework lately. O well let's get back to this story!!!
Shippo woke up to a mouthful of 8-bit dirt. His clothes where torn and tattered and his tail matted. He wearily stood up. The scene was very blurred but it cleared up after a few moments. He was behind an 8-bit bush and he himself was 8-bit too.
"W-WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?!" He stared at his new, pixel self. He slammed himself back to the ground when he heard two voices coming toward him.
"Fighter we've been around here a hundred times! He's not here!" A dark, low voice said.
"Mai said he would be around here. I'm sure of it! Don't you trust me black- mage-buddy?" A more childish voice said. It must've been fighter.
"I'm not your buddy idiot. I never will be. SO GET THAT THROUGH YOUR FUGGIN HEAD!!" Black mage exclaimed. Shippo stared at them in amusement. He knew they where talking about them but he didn't want to be found anyways. He leaned in for a closer look. He then tripped on a stick and fell into the opening.
"Found him BM! I told you he was here!" Fighter exclaimed. Black mage didn't say anything but just came in to help Fighter pick the little kitsune up.
Miroku swirled around in the vortex of which sucked him up from the main corridor. He turned himself around to see where he was going. The vortex led him right into a pit of darkness. He felt a tingle sensation through his body then was shot into a light. From being in the dark so long, the new burst of light made his eyes squint. When the light faded he saw that he was falling from the sky right into a small city. He put his arms in front of his face, reading for impact. He slammed hard into the dirt and skid behind a hut.
"What a ride.." he said to himself while getting up and checking himself for any injuries.
"Am I outside?" He looked around.
"No time to see where I am, I must find a way back to the others. Maybe they where all thrown into this village too" He thought out loud. He walked out into the main street. He searched other alleyways but found nothing. Miroku turned into another alleyway and found himself face two face with two drunken men. The man on the left approached him.
"Why hello there. What's a fine lady like yourself doing all by yourself?" He then groped Miroku. (A/N: that's just creepy if ya ask me.) Miroku hit the man on the head with his staff.
"You must be very drunk to see me as a woman!" He yelled.
"Whatcha talkin' bout lady? You think you're a man?!" They laughed at him. Miroku still didn't believe them.
"Look fer' your self!" He pointed at a bucket of water. Miroku looked at his reflection and saw that he was in fact a she! His mouth fell open and he looked behind him/her to see if there was a woman behind him. He/she made gestures to see if the refection copied him. It did. The reflection showed a woman that looked exactly like Miroku but had longer hair. He had the same clothes on when he was a man and, unfortunately for Miroku, still had his wind tunnel.
"T-This is some kind of magic!" He still refused to believe he was a woman.
"Well magic or not, the great Gods, See Speak and Hear, will love to have a little piece of you!" They grabbed Miroku bay each arm and started dragging him away. He struggled but he was still so shocked that he, a pervert, was a woman. (Then he stared think that, "Hey maybe I can grope myself and not get hit.. Yay!) I'm only doing two stories at a time people! You can find out what happens to the rest on the next chapter! Well I bid you farewell for now. O yeah I might be making a new fanfic too so this one might slow down a little, Kay? Well Bai Bai!! ^_^
Heeeeyya!!!! Mrfuji666 here again. Third chapter sry it took so long.. I've had a lot of homework lately. O well let's get back to this story!!!
Shippo woke up to a mouthful of 8-bit dirt. His clothes where torn and tattered and his tail matted. He wearily stood up. The scene was very blurred but it cleared up after a few moments. He was behind an 8-bit bush and he himself was 8-bit too.
"W-WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?!" He stared at his new, pixel self. He slammed himself back to the ground when he heard two voices coming toward him.
"Fighter we've been around here a hundred times! He's not here!" A dark, low voice said.
"Mai said he would be around here. I'm sure of it! Don't you trust me black- mage-buddy?" A more childish voice said. It must've been fighter.
"I'm not your buddy idiot. I never will be. SO GET THAT THROUGH YOUR FUGGIN HEAD!!" Black mage exclaimed. Shippo stared at them in amusement. He knew they where talking about them but he didn't want to be found anyways. He leaned in for a closer look. He then tripped on a stick and fell into the opening.
"Found him BM! I told you he was here!" Fighter exclaimed. Black mage didn't say anything but just came in to help Fighter pick the little kitsune up.
Miroku swirled around in the vortex of which sucked him up from the main corridor. He turned himself around to see where he was going. The vortex led him right into a pit of darkness. He felt a tingle sensation through his body then was shot into a light. From being in the dark so long, the new burst of light made his eyes squint. When the light faded he saw that he was falling from the sky right into a small city. He put his arms in front of his face, reading for impact. He slammed hard into the dirt and skid behind a hut.
"What a ride.." he said to himself while getting up and checking himself for any injuries.
"Am I outside?" He looked around.
"No time to see where I am, I must find a way back to the others. Maybe they where all thrown into this village too" He thought out loud. He walked out into the main street. He searched other alleyways but found nothing. Miroku turned into another alleyway and found himself face two face with two drunken men. The man on the left approached him.
"Why hello there. What's a fine lady like yourself doing all by yourself?" He then groped Miroku. (A/N: that's just creepy if ya ask me.) Miroku hit the man on the head with his staff.
"You must be very drunk to see me as a woman!" He yelled.
"Whatcha talkin' bout lady? You think you're a man?!" They laughed at him. Miroku still didn't believe them.
"Look fer' your self!" He pointed at a bucket of water. Miroku looked at his reflection and saw that he was in fact a she! His mouth fell open and he looked behind him/her to see if there was a woman behind him. He/she made gestures to see if the refection copied him. It did. The reflection showed a woman that looked exactly like Miroku but had longer hair. He had the same clothes on when he was a man and, unfortunately for Miroku, still had his wind tunnel.
"T-This is some kind of magic!" He still refused to believe he was a woman.
"Well magic or not, the great Gods, See Speak and Hear, will love to have a little piece of you!" They grabbed Miroku bay each arm and started dragging him away. He struggled but he was still so shocked that he, a pervert, was a woman. (Then he stared think that, "Hey maybe I can grope myself and not get hit.. Yay!) I'm only doing two stories at a time people! You can find out what happens to the rest on the next chapter! Well I bid you farewell for now. O yeah I might be making a new fanfic too so this one might slow down a little, Kay? Well Bai Bai!! ^_^
