By request of "Son, Rose" more description of Yoshiko Chan! :)
Surprise, Surprise!
Yoshiko gave a horrified scream. The dragon burped. Then it looked down at it's long throat where Jack suddenly slashed his way through.
"Kenji!" Yoshiko cried running to him. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine."
Jack surveyed the dead dragon and shuddered.
"Here," Yoshiko said, leading Jack to a quiet stream. There she helped him wash the dragon goo off.
The two sat down to rest by the stream. Yoshiko began to comb out some of the goo that had got on her, out of her raven hair. Jack studied her Japanese features. How refreshing it was to find a human in this world and more than that, a Japanese human.
"How old are you, Yoshiko Chan."
"Twenty."
"I am twenty five," Jack answered. Yoshiko replied with a silent nod.
Suddenly the stream that they were sitting by turned black. It rose up and engulfed Jack.
Jack woke up to the smell of moist rocks and brimstone. Suddenly he opened his eyes to behold Aku. But what shocked him more was Yoshiko standing beside him with her head bowed and hands clasped infront of her.
"I'm so sorry, Kenji," she whispered.
"Call me Jack," was cold reply as he looked up at Aku.
Surprise, Surprise!
Yoshiko gave a horrified scream. The dragon burped. Then it looked down at it's long throat where Jack suddenly slashed his way through.
"Kenji!" Yoshiko cried running to him. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine."
Jack surveyed the dead dragon and shuddered.
"Here," Yoshiko said, leading Jack to a quiet stream. There she helped him wash the dragon goo off.
The two sat down to rest by the stream. Yoshiko began to comb out some of the goo that had got on her, out of her raven hair. Jack studied her Japanese features. How refreshing it was to find a human in this world and more than that, a Japanese human.
"How old are you, Yoshiko Chan."
"Twenty."
"I am twenty five," Jack answered. Yoshiko replied with a silent nod.
Suddenly the stream that they were sitting by turned black. It rose up and engulfed Jack.
Jack woke up to the smell of moist rocks and brimstone. Suddenly he opened his eyes to behold Aku. But what shocked him more was Yoshiko standing beside him with her head bowed and hands clasped infront of her.
"I'm so sorry, Kenji," she whispered.
"Call me Jack," was cold reply as he looked up at Aku.
