Mini-Series: The Ragnarok
Series: Bloody Roar V
Written by: Irvine Kinneas the Coyote
Plot: Irvine Kinneas and Tanaka Kodachi are left in the deserts of Nevada with nothing but the clothes on their backs and Tanaka's magic seemed to have stopped working since it's the New Moon.
"Tanaka..." Irvine said, feeling naked without his shotgun. "Yes?" Tanaka asked, looking behind him at the exhauted cowboy. "The Lycanthropes and Zoanthropes... they really do hate each other, don't they?" "Yes." Tanaka said, he too was feeling naked, without his omni-powerful magic. "I'm almost ashamed of being a Lycanthrope." Irvine said, walking beside Tanaka. "Don't be." Tanaka said with a soft smile. Irvine and Tanaka stumbled to a rock formation and sat down in the shade. Irvine panted in sheer exhaustion. "Wait here." Tanaka said, unbuttoning Irvine's vest. "Where you going? Don't leave me!" "I'm going to get you some water..." Tanaka said, stroking Irvine's sweat soaked cheek. "Okay." Irvine said, closing his eyes. Tanaka scuttled off in fox form.
Irvine opened his eyes, Tanaka has not returned yet and it was sunset. He had the great view of the Nevada sunset at his beset. The vibrant colors, the howl of coyotes, the smell of bacon? Irvine looked around when he saw Tanaka on the rock formation, cooking a pig. "Come on up, Irvine." Tanaka smiled. Irvine climbed the formation and sat down. "Where'd you get the pig?" "The Nevada desert is a dumping ground for all kindsa rejected livestock. I happened to have found this pig." Irvine nodded and took a piece of bacon from the cooking pig. He ate it and smiled. "I gotta admit, this ain't Porkie's but it'll do." Tanaka smiled. He handed Irvine a small canteen of water. Irvine drank it all before he could take a deep breath. They finished their meal and lied down on the rock formation, looking at the stars. "It's a New Moon." Irvine spoke. "My powers are no good now." Tanaka said. "Otherwise we would have stood a chance against the illegal immagrants." "Yeah." Irvine said. "Why ain't yer powers working?" "It's the New Moon. I suffer from the Ragabash Syndrome, it's part of the package that makes me a God." "If you're a god, why don't you just banish that flaw?" "I wish that was the case." Tanaka said with a imposing frown. "But however, there are Gods more powerful than even I and they'll make it so I never use magic again." "Terrible." Irvine slid onto his side, looking at Tanaka. Tanaka did the same, only looking at Irvine. "What is your 'sexual preference anyway?" Irvine asked. "I am gay." Tanaka said. "If you hadn't already guessed. But us Gods don't really have one, we'll fuck anyone." Irvine nodded. "So you're gay in the eyes of mortals." "Yeah." Tanaka said. "Don't worry, I'm not going to rape you in your sleep." Irvine shook his head. "I got a confession to make, Tanaka." "What?" "I am in love with you." Irvine blushed. "But I never thought a God could swing toward homosexuality." "Oh yeah, look at the Greek mythos..." Irvine shook his head. "I don't know what a Greek is..." "Bad example." Tanaka said, inching closer. "Anyway, I do have to tell you that I am attracted to you too." Irvine smiled, he tipped Tanaka's chin up. "Is it okay, Mr. God... that I kiss you? Will you sprout petrifying poison or insert a snake down my throat?" "I'm not Medusa, silly." Tanaka smiled. "Of course you can kiss me." Irvine kissed Tanaka sweetly, still tasting the roasted pig on his breath. Tanaka smiled and kissed Irvine back. "I always did have a thing for cowboys..." "Thanks." Irvine smiled, then stroked Tanaka's rough black hair. "Hey, look!" Tanaka shouted. "Headlights!" Irvine looked back and sure as shit, there was oncoming headlights. They both jumped down and ran toward the headlights. A black Honda Civic with New York plates pulled up on the makeshift road. "Oh fucking God, guess who?" Irvine said, seeing the Civic stop. Tanaka sighed. Brad Crawford stuck his head out of the car and growled. "You fucking Rangers never stop, do you!!" Brad shouted. "Put a sock in it, mortal!" Tanaka shouted in anger. "What brings you and your pet God to the desert?" "The same reason we want to get the fuck outta here!" Irvine shouted. Brad looked at his sleeping 'wife' then at the back. "Get in." Irvine and Tanaka got into the car and closed the door. "You two are international pigs, you even smell like a pig." Brad said. "Shut the FUCK up!" Tanaka shouted, totally inappropriate for a God to cuss. "We ain't do anything to you yet!!" Irvine smirked. "Yes, sire." Brad said, then continued driving. Tanaka rested his head against Irvine's shoulder.