In a dark void, a light shuffle of feet can be heard in the far distance

This is my first fic, so please be gentle! I was sitting on my bed one day a few years ago and I came up with this idea. This started when Toonami had Ronin Warriors on and I've been writing this off and on for the past couple of years.  I have around 30 or so pages written so I'll try and type them up as soon as possible! Read away!

blah blah- Character thinking

( blah blah) – My mindless chatter ^-^

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In a dark void, a light shuffle of feet can be heard in the far distance. A young man, about 16 or so is walking blindly, trying to grasp his situation. He looks here and there calling out to whoever will help him. You can't see his tiger blue eyes hidden under the mass of jet-black hair matted around his face. Suddenly a loud noise pierces through the blackness, searing his senses and making him loose focus and balance.

"Who's there?"

Again, the silence is unbroken. He waits for what seems like an eternity until, as sudden as a flash of light; a Nether Soldier jumps at him with spear in hand ready to strike. The boy backs away startled, the soldier sees his chance and lunges to plant his spear deep into the boy's chest. The boy trips in his run for safety and the soldier is quickly upon him again. He looks up, just in time to see the spear dive for his throat.

"Ryo! Ryo, wake up!"

Ryo looked around to see his friends at his bedside, and a worried Nasuti. "What are you guys doing here?"

Seiji explained that, "You were tossing in the bed and keeping us all awake," with a tired look about his face.

"Have another nightmare?" asked Shuu, stuffing his face with a chocolate bar he found under his bed. Of course, half of the bar was on his shirt and the other half being ground into the gaping hole he calls a mouth.

Ryo sat up and put his hand to his head, "Yeah, it was weird. It's the same one I've had for two weeks straight! I know what's going to happen, but every time I always feel like I'm going to die."

"Well," Touma said, "why don't we leave him to get dressed while Shin makes pancakes for breakfast?"

Shin gave Touma a nasty look (is that possible? Shin, giving someone a nasty look?), "Since I volunteered I guess I don't have a choice."

"I guess ya don't," laughed Shuu as he pushed the other three guys out of the room.

Nasuti kissed Ryo on the forehead after the four had left and then exited herself.

Ryo sighed and laid back down to catch a few minutes of zzz's.

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A lone, dark figure sits on a large throne. His face is hidden in the darkness, as he impatiently taps his fingers.

"How is Ryo coming along?"

"Very well, sire. We are putting more and more Nether Soldiers in his dreams. The more he fights them in his nightmares, the more he is weakened," a feeble old man quaking with fear replied, scared lest his master be unsatisfied with the answer. "However…"

The figure glared at the man. How dare there be anything wrong with his perfect plan? "What!"

The old man shivered unconsciously and hastily replied, "We think Shu'ten might be interfering. Ryo is having recurring images of a tall man with dark green eyes. We think Shu'ten might search out this person."

"This is no good. Find Shu'ten and send his spirit to Youjakai before I send yours there as well!"

"Yes, sire!" trembled the man as he ran to the safety of the darkness.

The figure stared at the retreating man's back. "Green eyes might be a problem."

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Anubis, Naaza, Rajura and Kayura were all sitting on a huge sofa, drinking beer and watching Willie Coyote on Cartoon Network.

"I don't understand this. All the coyote wants is dinner," Anubis said, then taking a gulp of the hot beer in his hand, "This is really gross beer. Oh well," and takes another gulp.

"Get him! Get him! No the other way! Can't you fly a missle right?!" yelled Rajura jumping off the couch and landing three inches away from the tv screen.

"Hey! Get out of the way!" cried Kayura.

"Yeah! Out of the way!" yelled Naaza.

"Stupid bird, just die!" yelled Rajura as he punched the tv. Sparks flew everywhere, burning whatever and who ever they touched.

"Ouch! You stupid baka! Now we have to buy another tv!" moaned Kayura as she brushed off dead sparks from her shirt.

Out of no wherea male voice spoke {Maybe I can be of assistance.}

"How can you help Shu'ten Doji?" asked Kayura standing up to get the rest of the sparks of her shirt.

{I can go to the electronics store and just take one. It will look like the tv is walking itself.}

"Well, we don't do anything unlawful anymore. Even if we could get away with it. Besides what kind of name would you give the spirits?" smiled Kayura.

{You're right. We're not theives. Well, I didn't come here for a social call. There is serious buisness to attend to.}

"What is it?"asked Naaza trying to unsuccessfully clean up their little apartment. There was a silence

to where Naaza was about to ask again.

{Arago is back}

The four ex-masho stood in complete horror.

"Nanda[1]! Masaka[2]! It just can't be!" yelled Kayura.

"Is this some kind of sick joke?" cried Anubis.

{Unfortunately, no. I don't think the Troopers can handle this new threat on their own.}

"What do you want us to do about it? We destroyed our armors long ago! We vowed to never wear their evil again. We couldn't help them." reminded Rajura, sunking into the sofa.

{Go to the Yagyu house. I already have two in mind for such a task.}

The four stood waiting for something.

Naaza, "Well? Are you going to tell us who they are?!"

{The time is not right for that yet.  You shall see}

Anubis, "Demo [3]…"

Kayura clamped Anubis's mouth shut and quickly replied, "Don't mind them. We will go to Nasuti's house right away."

 The spirit left without a word leaving them to ponder over what he had just told them. Kayura, Anubis, Rajura, and Naaza quickly tried (key word tried) to clean up their apartment, and left for Yagyu Nasuti's residence.

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A small speck in a meadow of full green grass, and tall grim boulders was fighting with all he was worth. We realize it is the Saiyan Prince, Vegeta. He was shadowboxing, and sweat was rolling down his high forehead to his determined eyes, momentarily blinding him. Maybe I should take a break. He thought to himself. No, I have to keep training. Must…punch... keep…kick... training.  He then sprints over to the biggest boulder in the feild and proceeds to pummel it to the ground. He punches harder and harder, until his knuckles begin to bleed. Very soon the rock gives way from the horrendous torture it was recieving.

{Very nice.}

Vegeta's head cocked up at the intrusion of sound, "Who's there?" When no one answered, "I now you're there. Well?... speak!"

{You train yourself too harshly.}

Vegeta could have sworn that the sound came from at his immediate left. In the blink of an eye, he turned to the left and gave off a series of ki blasts. Feeling better now that was rid of the annoying noise, he smiled and resumed kicking and punching in random order.

{Tisk, Tisk. Such anger.}

Vegeta twirled around to face nothing, once again. "Where are you?!" in his mind he added, Why can't I detect him?

{You will see soon enough.}

"Wha?...aaaaaaaaaaa"

The hole at the Prince's feet closed up quickly, and the meadow became quiet once more.

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"Yo, Dende! How's it going, buddy?" yelled Kullin as he ran to catch up to his long-time friend. Kami's Lookout is the highest place on Chikyuu. It is home to Dende, guardian to Chikyuu and Mr. Popo, the loyal keeper of the gardens.

"What are you doing here, Kullin? Not that I'm surprised," smiled Dende, getting up from his comfy chair to shake hands, "But, a bit short notice. Look at the plants! I told Mr. Popo I'd help him trim them, but I just haven't gotten to it yet."

"Oh, that's alright. They look fine, really," said Kullin laying down the gym bag he brought along with him, "It's only me."

The two walked around the lookout for a while until they arrived back where Kullin laid his gym bag. "So, what is the unexpected arrival about?" questioned Dende, pointing to the bag.

"Well, um...ya see...uh...hahaha!" laughed Kullin scratching the back of his head.

Dende smiled and shook his head, "18 kick you out again?"

"Yeah," laughed Kullin, slumping to the ground, and going through his belongings chatting abut how it wasn't his fault and this and that, and unimportant things.

Piccolo was meditating by a nearby tree and overheard the entire conversation. He smirked and thought to himself, Humans, and their trivial problems.

{Quite trivial, indeed}

"Hm?"

Silence, he waited for it again, and nothing.

He resettled himself and muttered, "Just the wind."

{I'm not the wind.}

"Who is this?" questioned Piccolo, getting up and fully agitated.

"Hey Piccolo! How's it going?" yelled Kullin when he saw the Namek-jin. He walked on over to the alien to see what he's been up to.

{Piccolo...Come!}

Just then, a portal opened beneath Piccolo, and both Kullin and Piccolo dropped into the void. The hole quickly disappeared and it was as if no one was ever there.

"Kullin! You dye your hair?" laughed Dende when he saw a box of blach hair dye. When he looked back up no one was there. "Hey?...guys...guys?"

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Please review! This is my first so I'm anxiously awaiting new reviews. If I get enough I'll go ahead and finish the fic. If not, I'll post it anyway because I've worked on this thing FOREVER!! In other words:

Piccolo: Review or get blasted!

I couldn't have put it better myself!

[1]- What did you say?

[2]- That's impossible! I don't believe it!

[3]- But!