Cha: Here's the story...... G-Boy torture in further chapters!!!!!!

Puda: YAYYAYAYAYA!!!!!!!

Cha: Sadist.....

Chiron: TORTURE!!!!!! YAYAYA!!!!!!!!!

Cha: Freaks.....

Puda: Look at you.... "Miss I-count-my-money-in-terms-of-how-much-anime-and-manga-I-can-
buy!"

Cha: I hate my muses....

Chiron: And we love you, too.....
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Kanpeki:

The Awakening


He could feel the tender touch of life spreading through the insubstantial mist that was
his entire being. After 16,000 years of imprisonment, he was free. Free to resume his mission to rid
the Earth Realm of all pain and suffering, of disease and hunger, of hate and war. He was free to
spread the light, the good, the peace all creatures deserved.

Zenryo slipped slowly out of the remains of his cell, and was guided by the purity of the
boy nearby. He slid easily into the boy's mind, pushing the resident spirit into a corner, to be forgotten
and someday destroyed. The boy struggled against the invading spirit, but to no avail. He was
suppressed, cursing vilely, promising death to the invader. Zenryo smiled with his invisible mouth,
then slowly with the boy's own physical one. He opened the boy's mind, and looked out upon the
world once more.

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He was awoken quickly, the surprise startling, but welcome. Someone had freed him.
Finally. It would begin again. The battle to destroy both good and evil, to create the world anew.
!6,000 years he had slept, locked away in an enchanted realm, alone. But no more. He would triumph,
and the Earth Realm would be reborn.

Tsuriai flew swiftly upward, away from the broken doorway of his private dungeon. He felt
the presence of a suitable host, and sped toward it. The boy balked at the first touches Tsuriai gave
before entering his body, but was quickly subdued. Tsuriai submerged himself into the body of the
boy, and relaxed. Suddenly, the boy's spirit came reeling towards him, trying to force him out. Tsuriai
flung it away easily once, then a second time, then a third. The boy refused to relinquish himself to
Tsuriai. Finally, Tsuriai pushed the spirit into another realm, a cell to prevent his resistance. By a will
not his own, the boy opened his eyes, and gazed across the imperfect world.

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The first tinglings of energy were almost to much for him. He stretched the mist that was
himself, and welcomed the awakening. It felt good to be free from his prison of 16,000 years. And the
power, the power of pain and hate that crackled through the air was paradise. This world he had
awoken to, it was perfect. The suffering that flew about, the anguish that rained down from the
heavens soothed him. This was a world that needed only a few pushes, and nudges, before it attained
perfection. And he had finally awoken to take on the task.

Ja'aku wriggled about for a moment, and examined the variety of host bodies before him.
He finally darted towards a young boy, a young boy that held a suppressed demon inside. The boy
was surprised by the entrance of Ja'aku into his body, and acted predictably. Ja'aku laughed his
silent horrible laugh, and tossed the boy away. The boy returned a second later, but this time,
something was different. Ja'aku could sense the demonic presence fighting to make itself known. He
encouraged the demon, and ignored the crying of the boy's spirit as the demon bowed to him and
swore allegiance. This was promising, thought Ja'aku. An innocent that harbors a demon. Very
promising. Ja'aku opened his eyes, and embraced the whirlwind of pain that swept around him.

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Trowa stared at the three pilots that had suddenly risen from unconsciousness. They
looked around, each acting as if this was the first time they had ever looked out upon the world. They
were each lost for a moment, as if something he couldn't comprehend was going on in their minds.
Suddenly, the three pilots turned and gazed at each other, rage in their eyes.

"It has begun," Quatre said, his voice excited. Heero and Duo nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Ja'aku, it has begun once more. But this time, it will end. All of your hate, and evil,
and suffering will vanish from the Earth Realm this time. Goodness and peace will wash over the
land, eradicating your foul followers." Duo smiled an awful, cold, smile.

"I really don't think so, Zenryo. Evil will always triumph. It is inevitable," Quatre hissed,
"I will win. You can count on it."

"You're both misinformed. It is impossible for a world to exist with only good or evil. This
realm has been poisoned many times, destroyed, and scarred. The only true way to triumph is the
elimination of all thing, both good and evil. Neutrality will prevail as always," Heero said confidently.

Trowa looked from Heero, to Duo, to Quatre, to Wufei, who just raised an elegant
eyebrow. Suddenly, a blinding white light burst forth from Duo's eyes. Trowa shielded his eyes from
it, and heard Duo's voice, soft, and calm;

"We shall see, Ja'aku, Tsuriai, we shall see." Trowa looked up long enough to see Duo
transform into a brilliant orb of white light, and spiral up into the heavens. He watched it until the orb
had disappeared, then Trowa looked back down to earth, at Heero and Quatre, who remained.

"Good-bye, Tsuriai, the next time we meet, only one of us shall walk away alive, "Quatre's
voice was cold, and sent shivers up and down Trowa's spine. He watched as Quatre's pupils
expanded, until they filled his entire eye with a glowing darkness. A minute later, black wings burst
forth from Quatre's back. He the flapped them once, then leapt into the sky. The air currents lifted
him upwards, and carried him away.

Tsuriai stared after his two arch rivals with blank eyes. He could hear a boy's voice calling
out an unfamiliar name to him, asking him what was going on. He ignored it.


Trowa watched a final time as Heero's eyes went blood red, glowed mysteriously. He
started to say Heero's name again, but stopped, for Heero had disappeared.

"Trowa, what just happened?" Wufei said in disbelief.

"I don't know,' came Trowa's reply.

"The Battle of Shihai Suru has begun," a child's voice piped from behind the remaining
pilots. Trowa and Wufei spun around, and stared at the small girl that stood before them. "The
Battle of Shihai Suru has begun," she repeated, "And you and your friends will decide the outcome."

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