The Genome Offspring

"This…is not what I bargained for." Matai mumbled to himself as he walked. He was walking through some sort of desert-no-oasis seemed just about right Matai decided. He kept walking, then he looked down. His clothes were COMPLETELY different; he had khaki shorts and an olive green shirt. Instead of his blade, he had an archery set; Matai shrugged and pressed on. His brown shoes with black laces were EXTREMELY big on him and he had to scuff when he walked. His flaming red hair was spiked instead of brushed down like usual, and he had a shell bracelet on each of his wrists. As he walked it began getting hotter; he took off his shirt revealing his tight six-pack (Thanks to his dad! ^^) Suddenly, he caught sight of a small pool of water. Matai couldn't believe his eyes he ran towards it and dipped his hands into the cool water.

"I wouldn't drink that if I were you!" Matai halted his hands.

"Why not?" Matai didn't know whom he was talking to, but he asked anyway.

"It's poison." Matai let the water slip through his fingers; a boy that looked about his age dropped down from the tree that was in front of him. He had spiked hair was well only his was a jet-black color. He wore extremely long and baggy, blue shorts that hung just below his waste line; he had a black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His shoes were completely black. Matai question him.

"What's your name?"

"Matteo. And yours…"

"Matai." The boy smiled.

"Don't worry dude, I'm here ta help ya and we're gonna make it through this heat and find your cousins!" Matai didn't know how Matteo knew he had cousins but wasn't in the mood for asking.

"Can I ask you one thing, first?" Matteo nodded.

"Why would you wear a dress shirt in an oasis, and why is there poison water out here anyway?" the boy turned completely around to face him.

"About the shirt, it was my dad's and…. they poison the water because they know you are out here. They want you dead along with your cousins." Matai swallowed hard.

"But hey," Matteo continued. "Me and my brothers and sisters were sent to help you guys by Garland!" they began waking again. Matai began hearing footsteps behind him; he turned around every now and then to check, but never found anything. Finally Matteo asked.

"Why do you keep turning around?" Matai looked confused

"Don't tell me you didn't hear-"

"Got ya!" a cage fell on Matteo and Matai. When Matai tried to pry the cage open, it would cut and burn him. Suddenly, a girl jumped down…it was Minako!

"I kept following you! Why didn't you at least say 'hi' or something?" Matai sighed in aggravation.

"Because you tried to kill me." Minako's face softened.

"But I want to help both of you now…don't go straight! Turn every five minutes to the right!" Matai looked confused.

"Why? Matteo joined.

"Yeah, how do we know you won't kill us?" Minako smiled.

"Because I know one thing for sure! I wouldn't like to get lost out here! Good luck!" the cage and Minako both disappeared. Matai stood up.

"Well. I guess we don't have a choice but to do that!"

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Why!? Of all places to be!" Jenna was yelling to herself as she walked through the graveyard. She peered at all the tombstones and crypts. She could tell this wouldn't be a nice day; she looked down at what she was wearing-yuck! She wore a completely black, sluty, revealing, skirt. It had openings all over the side and it was practically SCREAMING 'rape me!' She noticed that her shoes were making her taller than she really was and her silver hair was let down, so she was very hot. She hand black press-on nails and she had make-up on her lips. It was a pinkish color so she wasn't very gothic looking.

"Girls shouldn't be wandering around by themselves…hehehe…" Jenna turned completely around frightened when she saw a boy about her age. He was taller than her even in her heals; his hair was long and blue, and some of it covered his right eye. He wore completely black. His pants were baggy and hung around just below his waistline. His shoes were also black and he hand no shirt-Jenna loved that part!

"Um…" Jenna began. "Who are you?" He smirked in a happy or evil (anyway you wanna put it) way.

"Rowdy. You…"

"Jenna…" she answered uneasily. "How do I get out of here?" He turned to the side.

"The question is: How did you get in here?" Jenna looked confused.

"What do you mean?" she quickly turned angry. "Don't you avoid my questions!" he made a 'hmph' sound and began walking away. Jenna ran after him.

"H-hey! You can't leave me alone! I'm scared!" Rowdy turned back around.

"Then you shouldn't have come in here in the first place." He looked down at her enormous, revealed and up-close-and-personal rack. She smacked so hard he took a step back.

"Hey! I didn't do a god damned thing!" she snorted.

"Yes you did you little pervert! Staring at my breasts would offend any woman, you know!" he mumbled to himself.

"Man…it's just an instinct."

"What did you say? If you have anything to say to me just-"

"Move!" Jenna quickly moved her head as a blade went by her face just barely touching it. She gasped in surprise; she heard a moan behind her. She turned around to find a zombie behind her with Rowdy's blade stuck in its face. She screamed.

"Rowdy!!! What is that!?!?!?!?!?!?!" Rowdy pulled the blade out and it fell to the ground and crumbled into dust.

"The monsters around here get mad when it gets too loud around here, so you might want to stay quiet." He said it so calmly that it made her even madder; he walked on and she followed. She began to think.

"(Dude, this guy acts like it's normal to see dead people…I should concentrate more on how to-)"

"Aaahhhhh!!!" Rowdy screamed and fell into an empty grave. Jenna sighed.

"You klutz." and kneeled down to reach in, only to get her hand grabbed and pulled in. She landed on his lap. She felt completely uncomfortable sitting on a stranger's lap in a sleazy dress. He coughed.

"So what do you want, a lap dance?" she smacked him again.

"C'mon! I've just met you and you've already smacked me two times!" they both climbed out and began to walk again. Jenna ignored him for a while until she looked at his face, and saw a slash of blood from when he fell. She placed her hand on his face.

"Let me heal that for y-"

"Don't touch me!" he began backing away and she only followed. He circled around to make her tired but she would never give up. She became tired of his little game, so she put her arm around his shoulder. He was INCREDIBLY desperate to get away from Jenna's grip so he made a sharp and fast turn. She had her grip so tight on him that she came with him and he fell over. She landed on him with her arm still around him. She blushed a crimson color and he blushed the same. She 'accidentally' landed with her hand on his abdomen. He looked at her and made a weird 'huh' sound. She took her hand from it and laid it on his face where the cut sat; a light glowed on his cheek and the slash vanished. She stood back up; he stood up next to her.

"No one was ever…that nice to me before…well, except for my brothers and sisters, but I never see them anymore because I am sort of an outcast and-" he was cut off by Jenna's finger on his lips. Her deep, ocean blue eyes mesmerized him-he couldn't hold back any longer, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her.

AN: Hiiiiiiiii!!!!! What you think? Tell me in your reviews &/or e- mail!

~Mana Warrior