Reconsider
Finally I got my next chapter out! Sorry for taking so long if anyone is still reading this. Thanks for your patience. I hope you enjoy it and please tell me what you think.
"Speaking of that, I cut you with this sword the first time I fought you. You should have bled to death by now." referring to the fact that Hiei cut Li in a fight a while ago
Li was hoping he wouldn't figure that one out. He looked really angry all of the sudden. He must have a very dangerous temper to get mad at someone for still existing. "Well, I'm still here." "Don't tell me the sword had no effect on you!" Hiei had gone through great pains to steal that sword. To find out that it did not work on everybody was a thought he almost could not bear. "Oh it's very effective alright..."and now of course she had to explain why she couldn't die. She was careful to be vague about the details like who wrote the contract binding her to this world or where he might find that person. If Hiei found that out his most probable course of action would be to hunt her boss down, terminate the contract and seek painful revenge on Li. Li's detail lacking explanation was enough to put Hiei in a slightly better mood. It would make anyone feel better to know that they couldn't defeat a little girl because that girl just happened to be immortal, and his sword worked after all. "So no hard feelings right? You aren't going to try and get vengeance on me, or anything are you? Truce?" "I will consider it."
Bad News First, and an excuse to include a tournament in my story "THEY STOLE WHAT????!!!!" Koenma exploded after hearing the bad news. George had walked in his office that morning with good news and bad news. The bad news was that his father's (King Enma's) scepter, which he had been told to look after while he was gone on vacation, was gone, vanished over night. Very bad news indeed. Now George told the good news in a desperate effort to calm the raging pint sized ruler. "But sir the good news—" "This better be really good!" Koenma interrupted. "Week, we know who took it. The Committee, who is in charge of the Makai Tournaments, has it. They are using it as the prize for the next tournament, which starts next week." Koenma sat back in his cushy swivel chair massaging his temples. This was going to be very stressful. He thought back to his team's first tournament, what a load of drama. He could already tell it was going to be weeks before he got good nights sleep. The Committee was very powerful, almost as powerful as King Enma. They could give anyone anything they wished and kill, steal from, or blackmail anyone they wished, and no one could do anything to stop them. No one except for his father, that is. But then if everything went well, his father would never find out about this. "George, when is King Enma scheduled to return?" George scratched his head for a while trying to recall the date. After a long busy day his brain was really scattered. Eventually it came to him. "His highness is scheduled to return in about five weeks, sir." Koenma thought about that for a moment, five weeks was a pretty long time. He might have time to get the scepter. "When does the tournament end?" "In four weeks, sir." 'Excellent' Koenma thought. He would not only get the scepter back, he would have a week left to gloat about it.
Dark Bowl XXXXXXVIII
Li was thrilled. Her spirit energy was getting harder and harder to contain. Every new and then a jolt of energy would escape and cause the lights to blink.
Yuusuke had just called to tell her about the coming tournament. Apparently Koenma needed the prize before his dad got back. Bad for Koenma, great for Li. She had always wanted to be in a tournament. She had accompanied Xeroth to every tournament for the last ten years or so. This year it was the Dark Bowl XXXXXXVIII. Xeroth would be so proud.
She searched her condo for anything she needed to pack. Her boss decided that if she was going to live in the Ningenkai, she should at least be comfortable. The first things to pack were her weapons. She armed herself with her weapon of choice, The Elvin Switch Blade. Forged by the fair folk themselves, the blade at first sight was a gorgeous dagger with blood red jewels adorning its silver hilt. What made it special was that the switch lade could transform itself from a dagger to a number of other types of blades, from dagger to sword, from sword to spear and so on. She had stolen the gorgeous creation from the elves a few years ago.
After she finished she picked up her phone to call her boss and tell him about the tournament. Xeroth was delighted and said he would be looking forward to attending the tournament. Apparently they were traveling to the tournament via boat, which kind of sucked. Li never really liked the water; it often made her kind of irritable. But that was okay because she would get to spend the trip thinking about all the butt that was going to be kicked when the ride was over.
A can of Whoop
"What're you looking at buddy? You wanna piece of this?!" The rusty old cruiser was crawling with all kinds of demons. These guys came in all different sizes, shapes and colors, from green and skinny to fat and red. All of them shared the anticipation of the coming tournament and the unwavering will to fight. To Li, every last one of them was nothing more than a chance to try a new technique, another face to smash into the pavement, another butt to kick. Yuusuke of course had always had this same mentality.
"There's gotta be at least a thousand demons on this ship. That's like, a hundred cases of whoop I've gotta open up." He figured as they walked along the crowded deck. There was a breeze picking up and the sky looked uneasy, which matched Li's uneasy mood perfectly. Her father had been a storm demon and had passed that power to Li. However manipulating unstable forces like thunder and lightning was very complicated and she had yet to master completely. One of her goals was to become even more powerful than the late great Suzaku. Kurama called to them from behind. Even in the shouting crowd of monsters on deck he was amazingly easy to spot, with glittering green eyes and crimson locks waving about in the breeze. "There's a— "Yuusuke and Li never got to hear what there was as Kurama was rudely interrupted by a furious demon who happened to be sporting a brilliant shade of tickle- me- pink.
"HEY WATCH IT PRETTY BOY! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU—"The demon was cut off by Yuusuke. "No who do you think you are? A teletubbie?" Dude, I would seriously get a new paintjob if I were you." He and Li broke into hysterical laughter. This comment alone would have been enough to start a huge brawl without Hiei stepping in. But he did step in, as he always did when someone threatened Kurama. The instant his sword was drawn fists were made and other weapons whipped out to begin a brawl with more animosity than every ice hockey fight in the history of ice hockey put together. It was chaos in its most dangerous element. Chaos really irritated Li when she was not the one causing it. Someone once told Li that when you smile the world smiles with you. Unfortunately when she became upset, the world followed suit. The sky darkened and thunder roared. The breeze grew into a howling wind turning the ocean to go wild. Li had decided she had enough of this noise. A huge explosion rocked the ship. Many demons were blown into the sea, the rest were left on their backs or staring in confusion at the cause of the eruption. It was just a little kid with their arms crossed. "Shut up all of you! No one move or this ship is goin' down!" Her aura flared and buzzed with raw electricity, clearly threatening another explosion. Using telepathy she warned the spirit detectives that they night want to go below deck for a while. Then someone sneezed sending everyone into a mad panic. "He's gonna blow!" "Abandon ship!!"
The explosion obliterated those who did not dive into the crashing waves, and those who tried to swim to shore were electrocuted by a single jolt of lightning that hit the water. Ravenous Makai fish immediately began to feast on the dead and dying as their bodies spasmed violently in the dark scarlet water.
Finally I got my next chapter out! Sorry for taking so long if anyone is still reading this. Thanks for your patience. I hope you enjoy it and please tell me what you think.
"Speaking of that, I cut you with this sword the first time I fought you. You should have bled to death by now." referring to the fact that Hiei cut Li in a fight a while ago
Li was hoping he wouldn't figure that one out. He looked really angry all of the sudden. He must have a very dangerous temper to get mad at someone for still existing. "Well, I'm still here." "Don't tell me the sword had no effect on you!" Hiei had gone through great pains to steal that sword. To find out that it did not work on everybody was a thought he almost could not bear. "Oh it's very effective alright..."and now of course she had to explain why she couldn't die. She was careful to be vague about the details like who wrote the contract binding her to this world or where he might find that person. If Hiei found that out his most probable course of action would be to hunt her boss down, terminate the contract and seek painful revenge on Li. Li's detail lacking explanation was enough to put Hiei in a slightly better mood. It would make anyone feel better to know that they couldn't defeat a little girl because that girl just happened to be immortal, and his sword worked after all. "So no hard feelings right? You aren't going to try and get vengeance on me, or anything are you? Truce?" "I will consider it."
Bad News First, and an excuse to include a tournament in my story "THEY STOLE WHAT????!!!!" Koenma exploded after hearing the bad news. George had walked in his office that morning with good news and bad news. The bad news was that his father's (King Enma's) scepter, which he had been told to look after while he was gone on vacation, was gone, vanished over night. Very bad news indeed. Now George told the good news in a desperate effort to calm the raging pint sized ruler. "But sir the good news—" "This better be really good!" Koenma interrupted. "Week, we know who took it. The Committee, who is in charge of the Makai Tournaments, has it. They are using it as the prize for the next tournament, which starts next week." Koenma sat back in his cushy swivel chair massaging his temples. This was going to be very stressful. He thought back to his team's first tournament, what a load of drama. He could already tell it was going to be weeks before he got good nights sleep. The Committee was very powerful, almost as powerful as King Enma. They could give anyone anything they wished and kill, steal from, or blackmail anyone they wished, and no one could do anything to stop them. No one except for his father, that is. But then if everything went well, his father would never find out about this. "George, when is King Enma scheduled to return?" George scratched his head for a while trying to recall the date. After a long busy day his brain was really scattered. Eventually it came to him. "His highness is scheduled to return in about five weeks, sir." Koenma thought about that for a moment, five weeks was a pretty long time. He might have time to get the scepter. "When does the tournament end?" "In four weeks, sir." 'Excellent' Koenma thought. He would not only get the scepter back, he would have a week left to gloat about it.
Dark Bowl XXXXXXVIII
Li was thrilled. Her spirit energy was getting harder and harder to contain. Every new and then a jolt of energy would escape and cause the lights to blink.
Yuusuke had just called to tell her about the coming tournament. Apparently Koenma needed the prize before his dad got back. Bad for Koenma, great for Li. She had always wanted to be in a tournament. She had accompanied Xeroth to every tournament for the last ten years or so. This year it was the Dark Bowl XXXXXXVIII. Xeroth would be so proud.
She searched her condo for anything she needed to pack. Her boss decided that if she was going to live in the Ningenkai, she should at least be comfortable. The first things to pack were her weapons. She armed herself with her weapon of choice, The Elvin Switch Blade. Forged by the fair folk themselves, the blade at first sight was a gorgeous dagger with blood red jewels adorning its silver hilt. What made it special was that the switch lade could transform itself from a dagger to a number of other types of blades, from dagger to sword, from sword to spear and so on. She had stolen the gorgeous creation from the elves a few years ago.
After she finished she picked up her phone to call her boss and tell him about the tournament. Xeroth was delighted and said he would be looking forward to attending the tournament. Apparently they were traveling to the tournament via boat, which kind of sucked. Li never really liked the water; it often made her kind of irritable. But that was okay because she would get to spend the trip thinking about all the butt that was going to be kicked when the ride was over.
A can of Whoop
"What're you looking at buddy? You wanna piece of this?!" The rusty old cruiser was crawling with all kinds of demons. These guys came in all different sizes, shapes and colors, from green and skinny to fat and red. All of them shared the anticipation of the coming tournament and the unwavering will to fight. To Li, every last one of them was nothing more than a chance to try a new technique, another face to smash into the pavement, another butt to kick. Yuusuke of course had always had this same mentality.
"There's gotta be at least a thousand demons on this ship. That's like, a hundred cases of whoop I've gotta open up." He figured as they walked along the crowded deck. There was a breeze picking up and the sky looked uneasy, which matched Li's uneasy mood perfectly. Her father had been a storm demon and had passed that power to Li. However manipulating unstable forces like thunder and lightning was very complicated and she had yet to master completely. One of her goals was to become even more powerful than the late great Suzaku. Kurama called to them from behind. Even in the shouting crowd of monsters on deck he was amazingly easy to spot, with glittering green eyes and crimson locks waving about in the breeze. "There's a— "Yuusuke and Li never got to hear what there was as Kurama was rudely interrupted by a furious demon who happened to be sporting a brilliant shade of tickle- me- pink.
"HEY WATCH IT PRETTY BOY! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU—"The demon was cut off by Yuusuke. "No who do you think you are? A teletubbie?" Dude, I would seriously get a new paintjob if I were you." He and Li broke into hysterical laughter. This comment alone would have been enough to start a huge brawl without Hiei stepping in. But he did step in, as he always did when someone threatened Kurama. The instant his sword was drawn fists were made and other weapons whipped out to begin a brawl with more animosity than every ice hockey fight in the history of ice hockey put together. It was chaos in its most dangerous element. Chaos really irritated Li when she was not the one causing it. Someone once told Li that when you smile the world smiles with you. Unfortunately when she became upset, the world followed suit. The sky darkened and thunder roared. The breeze grew into a howling wind turning the ocean to go wild. Li had decided she had enough of this noise. A huge explosion rocked the ship. Many demons were blown into the sea, the rest were left on their backs or staring in confusion at the cause of the eruption. It was just a little kid with their arms crossed. "Shut up all of you! No one move or this ship is goin' down!" Her aura flared and buzzed with raw electricity, clearly threatening another explosion. Using telepathy she warned the spirit detectives that they night want to go below deck for a while. Then someone sneezed sending everyone into a mad panic. "He's gonna blow!" "Abandon ship!!"
The explosion obliterated those who did not dive into the crashing waves, and those who tried to swim to shore were electrocuted by a single jolt of lightning that hit the water. Ravenous Makai fish immediately began to feast on the dead and dying as their bodies spasmed violently in the dark scarlet water.