One Last Chance
By: LanaPanther
Disclaimer: If I committed several illegal acts I guess I COULD own it.
Warnings: A very bad chapter. I wrote this thing at 11:00 at night people, give me some credit for putting two sentences together. -_-;
::Chapter Two::
::The Vision::
"Pardon us, no da!" Chichiri called apologetically to the servants he ran past, towing Tasuki by the arm behind him, not stopping until they came to the door that led to the shrine.
"Okay Tasuki-kun, sit down and relax. Open your mind, and try not to think of anything." Chichiri quickly instructed, sitting Indian-style in front of the golden statue of Suzaku.
"What the- Who said anything about ME having to meditate?!" Tasuki cried, but was silenced from a look from Chichiri, and sat down obediently on the floor. Trying to do as Chichiri had instructed.
Both men went into a trance-like state, and had the same vision. They were standing next to eachother, surrounded by a red light, and a man, dressed in red appeared before them. "Suzaku-sama." Chichiri gasped, and bowed, pulling Tasuki down with him.
"Do you still wish to know how to revive your friends?" Suzaku asked, looking down at them.
"Hai." Chichiri responded, sounding determined, and turned his face up to look at the man, face set.
Suzaku smiled, and then said, "Then rise, and listen carefully." Chichiri and Tasuki stood hesitantly, and Suzaku began to speak rapidly.
"Opposite this world, there are many others. But there is one in particular that suites your needs. In this world, every Seishi has a counterpart. None of them have yet to die, and if you can prevent this from happening, it would be possible to reincarnate them in this world. However, if your own counterparts would be to die once you get there, you would perish in this world." Suzaku paused to look at the Seishi's reactions to this, and continued when Chichiri and Tasuki, though both pale, nodded for him to continue.
"The world I will send you to, if you choose to go, is different from this one in almost every way. While this world is set in the past, the other one is set in our future. You will also notice... slight changes from yourself as the person who is your double in the other world." For some reason, Suzaku coughed here before continuing. "I have no doubt that you will be able to recognize your counterparts, however. Your journey will not be an easy one, but if you succeed, all the Seishi will be able to be born again when you come back. Do you still wish to go?" Suzaku finished, looking at the two before him expectantly.
"If we can bring the others back, I don't care how hard it is. I'm in!" Tasuki said, clenching a fist.
"I agree, no da. How soon can you send us?" Chichiri replied, taking off his mask and looking serious.
Suzaku smiled, and held up a hand, red light shining around the two, and saying, "Right now."
"Whaoh! Wait a-!" Tasuki started to yell, but there was a flash of red light, and he and Chichiri both disappeared.
"Good luck, my warriors." Suzaku said, lowering his hand, and hoping the two men had the strength for the task ahead of them.
By: LanaPanther
Disclaimer: If I committed several illegal acts I guess I COULD own it.
Warnings: A very bad chapter. I wrote this thing at 11:00 at night people, give me some credit for putting two sentences together. -_-;
::Chapter Two::
::The Vision::
"Pardon us, no da!" Chichiri called apologetically to the servants he ran past, towing Tasuki by the arm behind him, not stopping until they came to the door that led to the shrine.
"Okay Tasuki-kun, sit down and relax. Open your mind, and try not to think of anything." Chichiri quickly instructed, sitting Indian-style in front of the golden statue of Suzaku.
"What the- Who said anything about ME having to meditate?!" Tasuki cried, but was silenced from a look from Chichiri, and sat down obediently on the floor. Trying to do as Chichiri had instructed.
Both men went into a trance-like state, and had the same vision. They were standing next to eachother, surrounded by a red light, and a man, dressed in red appeared before them. "Suzaku-sama." Chichiri gasped, and bowed, pulling Tasuki down with him.
"Do you still wish to know how to revive your friends?" Suzaku asked, looking down at them.
"Hai." Chichiri responded, sounding determined, and turned his face up to look at the man, face set.
Suzaku smiled, and then said, "Then rise, and listen carefully." Chichiri and Tasuki stood hesitantly, and Suzaku began to speak rapidly.
"Opposite this world, there are many others. But there is one in particular that suites your needs. In this world, every Seishi has a counterpart. None of them have yet to die, and if you can prevent this from happening, it would be possible to reincarnate them in this world. However, if your own counterparts would be to die once you get there, you would perish in this world." Suzaku paused to look at the Seishi's reactions to this, and continued when Chichiri and Tasuki, though both pale, nodded for him to continue.
"The world I will send you to, if you choose to go, is different from this one in almost every way. While this world is set in the past, the other one is set in our future. You will also notice... slight changes from yourself as the person who is your double in the other world." For some reason, Suzaku coughed here before continuing. "I have no doubt that you will be able to recognize your counterparts, however. Your journey will not be an easy one, but if you succeed, all the Seishi will be able to be born again when you come back. Do you still wish to go?" Suzaku finished, looking at the two before him expectantly.
"If we can bring the others back, I don't care how hard it is. I'm in!" Tasuki said, clenching a fist.
"I agree, no da. How soon can you send us?" Chichiri replied, taking off his mask and looking serious.
Suzaku smiled, and held up a hand, red light shining around the two, and saying, "Right now."
"Whaoh! Wait a-!" Tasuki started to yell, but there was a flash of red light, and he and Chichiri both disappeared.
"Good luck, my warriors." Suzaku said, lowering his hand, and hoping the two men had the strength for the task ahead of them.