Author's note: I am an average, chipper freshman schoolgirl, but beneath my cheerful and annoying exterior,

lurks an evil being. This is a fic in which my evil self is clearly visible, hence the title. ^^

I don't really hate any of the FY characters except Ashitare, *sniff* so don't flame me for anything,

especially if I haven't already done it. _ *_* ^_^

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Fushigi Yugi Characters ----

The Evil Imposter-a self insertion fic

Chapter one: In which I enter the book and encounter a slight problem.

I looked in the mirror and checked my Miaka buns carefully. Perfect. Today was the day I would infiltrate the book

and sabotage the characters. Miaka couldn't have all the fun now could she? I had half a mind to steal Tamahome for myself,

but that would be too easy. Besides, I needed to stir up enough trouble or there'd never be enough action to have another

sequel! ^^ Since it was only a book I figured that the characters weren't important enough to have an impact on me. Boy was

I wrong. I was about to take on the journey of my life.

Certain that my hair was perfect in similarities to Miaka's, (my eyes were big and brown already) I reviewed the plan

in my head once again. Disguised as Miaka, I would make Tamahome hate me, Seduce Tasuki, corrupt Chiriko, cut Hotohori's

hair, mess with the minds of Mitsukake and Chichiri, and convince Nuriko (After twisting his mind up even more) to come back

with me. A perfect plan concocted during a boring algebra class. I smiled, took the book from my cousin Miaka's dresser,

and opened it.

After a big whoosh of bright red light and a weird song, I found myself in a market. Tons of people were bustling

around. Now to find the palace, I thought to myself. It was sure to be a big place in the middle of the city, but walk as

I might, I couldn't find it. Could it be that I was becoming as lame brained as my stupid dolt of a cousin? No way, I

thought, as I unknowingly wandered into a deserted and unfriendly ally. (-_-) This was obviously not a smart move, since

Miaka had pointedly told me to stay away from deserted alleyways, if I had ever happened to be sucked into a book. But,

unrealizing as I was, I bumped into some nasty people. "Hey!" I said. "You bumped into me!" The nasty looking men surrounded

me. "What's it to ya girlie?" one said. I frowned at their disrespect. "You should say you're sorry!" I stated prissily. They

grinned malevolently. "Come to me, and I might." the one who had spoken earlier suggested. I decided he must be the leader

so I aimed my next comment at him. "No, you stink like a wet dog. I wouldn't want to get too close to you." The man sneered

and grabbed my arm, the other members of the group laughing and hooting loudly. I pulled away, but he was stronger than I

was. That pissed me off. "STOP IT YOU JERK!" I yelled, kicking him in the most vulnerable man-spot. He crumpled to the

ground. The other guys backed away, wary of me and my foot. A few of them turned around. With my nose in the air, I announced

myself. "I am the priestess of Suzaku and I need directions to the palace. If you fail me I will set my magic on you and you

will burn in the deepest region of hell itself if I feel like it. Now talk." Most of the men fled, but one, who was at the

moment aiding the fallen leader, gave me directions, and I soon arrived at the palace gates. After a brief chat with the

guards, I entered the realm of the priestess.

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