Hello again! I sat on my leg too long, and now it has those marks on it,
like when you wear socks for a really long time. I think that means I'm
deficient in something. Anyways, I still don't own any of these
characters, and my toes are very cold. Again, "=speech, *=Japenese
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Inu-Yasha realized that something was wrong about halfway down the well. The familiar tingle of the well's magic was replaced by a nasty, prickling feeling. The floor of the well rushed up to meet him, and it was the last thing he saw before everything went black.
"*Urggghhhh.*" moaned Inu-Yasha when he came to. It was night, and he seemed to be stuck in a tree. He tried to move, but pain shot through his body with each motion. He quit, and hung there, waiting to recover a bit. A few minutes later, he managed to remove himself from the tree by falling to the ground. Not that that was much of an improvement. "*Owwwwwww.*"He lay there for a while, until he felt a bit better. He stood up, and hobbled off in the forest.
Back at the library located in a certain high school, the librarian was waiting to the Slayer to come. He had requested that she and her friends meet with him, to get ready for whatever might happen. The Hellmouth had long since stopped its rumbling, but from the research he had done, he knew that tonight was not going to be peaceful. Not that night ever was. He found himself wishing he had never become a Watcher. He reminded himself that, without his help, Buffy, the Slayer, could have been killed by now. She was unusually skilled, but he doubted whether she would have been able to get this far.
Buffy walked in the door, pulling Giles out of his mental rambling. Xander Harris and Willow Rosenberg, the "slayerettes", followed her.
"Hey, Giles," said Buffy. "So, what did you want to talk to us about?"
"Well, as I'm sure you noticed, we seem to have had a minor earthquake this morning. Since everyone else seemed to ignore it, I knew it must be something bad." The highschoolers stared blankly at him. "So, well, I did some research, and I'm afraid I have some bad news. Apparently, the Hellmouth is trying to drag in demons even more than usual. Lucky for us, though, it will only have pulled one in. I just want you to be on the lookout tonight for anything unusual."
"It can't be too bad. Things are always pretty bad around here. I doubt it's anything I can't handle." Replied Buffy. "I'll just head out a bit early tonight."
Meanwhile, Inu-Yasha had discovered that the tree he was in was right near what looked to be a road. A big, black, unpleasant road, with those things Kagome called "cars" zooming along it. He turned and walked a ways down the road, muttering to himself about how horrible everything was. He came across some girl, and tried to find out where he was.
"*Where am I?!*" he shouted, gripping the sleeves of the girl's clothing. Apparently Inu-Yasha was not too strong on the social skills.
"EEEEEEEEEK! GET AWAY FROM ME!" she screamed, and ran off, leaving him holding two scraps of fabric in his hands. He stared blankly after her, wondering what she had said, then shrugged and moved on.
Buffy wandered through the cemetery, bored out of her mind. She'd checked everywhere she had thought a new demon might show up, staked a few vampires that got in her way, and it was getting pretty late. She was almost ready to call it a night and head for home when she heard someone scream.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEK!" she heard. Buffy snapped out of her boredom, and dashed toward the source of the sound, bounding over gravestones, then over the fence around the cemetery. She was just in time to see a high school-aged girl with a torn shirt go running by. Buffy dodged out of the way of the terrified person, and walked in the direction the girl had come from. In front of her, she saw a figure with long, silver hair, wearing strange red clothing, limping down the street.
"Either a pervert, or that's the new guy," Buffy thought to herself. She quickened her pace, and, sure enough, the guy was not just a pervert. His clothes were like nothing she'd ever seen, and on top of his head were-dog ears?! Sure of it now, Buffy pulled out a stake and leapt at the guy.
########################## Sorry about the cliffhanger, but I can't write any more tonight.narg.I need to spend a day thinking the plot out.I'll update again tomorrow, I hope.
Inu-Yasha realized that something was wrong about halfway down the well. The familiar tingle of the well's magic was replaced by a nasty, prickling feeling. The floor of the well rushed up to meet him, and it was the last thing he saw before everything went black.
"*Urggghhhh.*" moaned Inu-Yasha when he came to. It was night, and he seemed to be stuck in a tree. He tried to move, but pain shot through his body with each motion. He quit, and hung there, waiting to recover a bit. A few minutes later, he managed to remove himself from the tree by falling to the ground. Not that that was much of an improvement. "*Owwwwwww.*"He lay there for a while, until he felt a bit better. He stood up, and hobbled off in the forest.
Back at the library located in a certain high school, the librarian was waiting to the Slayer to come. He had requested that she and her friends meet with him, to get ready for whatever might happen. The Hellmouth had long since stopped its rumbling, but from the research he had done, he knew that tonight was not going to be peaceful. Not that night ever was. He found himself wishing he had never become a Watcher. He reminded himself that, without his help, Buffy, the Slayer, could have been killed by now. She was unusually skilled, but he doubted whether she would have been able to get this far.
Buffy walked in the door, pulling Giles out of his mental rambling. Xander Harris and Willow Rosenberg, the "slayerettes", followed her.
"Hey, Giles," said Buffy. "So, what did you want to talk to us about?"
"Well, as I'm sure you noticed, we seem to have had a minor earthquake this morning. Since everyone else seemed to ignore it, I knew it must be something bad." The highschoolers stared blankly at him. "So, well, I did some research, and I'm afraid I have some bad news. Apparently, the Hellmouth is trying to drag in demons even more than usual. Lucky for us, though, it will only have pulled one in. I just want you to be on the lookout tonight for anything unusual."
"It can't be too bad. Things are always pretty bad around here. I doubt it's anything I can't handle." Replied Buffy. "I'll just head out a bit early tonight."
Meanwhile, Inu-Yasha had discovered that the tree he was in was right near what looked to be a road. A big, black, unpleasant road, with those things Kagome called "cars" zooming along it. He turned and walked a ways down the road, muttering to himself about how horrible everything was. He came across some girl, and tried to find out where he was.
"*Where am I?!*" he shouted, gripping the sleeves of the girl's clothing. Apparently Inu-Yasha was not too strong on the social skills.
"EEEEEEEEEK! GET AWAY FROM ME!" she screamed, and ran off, leaving him holding two scraps of fabric in his hands. He stared blankly after her, wondering what she had said, then shrugged and moved on.
Buffy wandered through the cemetery, bored out of her mind. She'd checked everywhere she had thought a new demon might show up, staked a few vampires that got in her way, and it was getting pretty late. She was almost ready to call it a night and head for home when she heard someone scream.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEK!" she heard. Buffy snapped out of her boredom, and dashed toward the source of the sound, bounding over gravestones, then over the fence around the cemetery. She was just in time to see a high school-aged girl with a torn shirt go running by. Buffy dodged out of the way of the terrified person, and walked in the direction the girl had come from. In front of her, she saw a figure with long, silver hair, wearing strange red clothing, limping down the street.
"Either a pervert, or that's the new guy," Buffy thought to herself. She quickened her pace, and, sure enough, the guy was not just a pervert. His clothes were like nothing she'd ever seen, and on top of his head were-dog ears?! Sure of it now, Buffy pulled out a stake and leapt at the guy.
########################## Sorry about the cliffhanger, but I can't write any more tonight.narg.I need to spend a day thinking the plot out.I'll update again tomorrow, I hope.