Well...hi again. I must say, I'm (happily) surprised at the reviews.
Um, sorry about the not updating for the last few days, but I was busy on
Friday night, and I was learning to ski all of Saturday. I like skiing
now. And about Spike.he's not here yet because I forgot to write him in.
*Dodges large blunt objects.* Well, on with the story now!
Disclaimer: I still don't own any of this stuff, so please don't sue me. Besides, all I have is $8 and a lot of pennies. ###############
"Well, this is certainly an odd turn of events," commented Giles. "I guessed from his appearance that he was Asian, so I looked through all my books that I had on Asian demons. However, the only book that said anything about a demon like him was this one."
He gestured to a book lying closed on the table beside him. It was titled Ancient Demons of Japan.
"Ancient?" asked Buffy. "He doesn't look too ancient to me."
"Precisely why it is strange. According to that book, he's a kind of Japanese dog demon that hasn't been seen for hundreds of years. Also, I'm not sure he's full demon," said Giles.
"Whaddya mean, not full demon?" asked Xander. "What would he be, part.human.oh. That's not right." ###################
Inu-Yasha awoke to the sound of people speaking in English. In other words, the sound of jabbering monkeys. He sat up and winced. He wasn't too sore anymore from his mysterious and painful trip through time and space, but he had gained new injuries. He didn't have too much in the way of bruises, being a fast healer, but he had a headache, and his arm was covered in dried blood. The crossbow bolt had been pulled out, and his arm crudely bandaged. He looked around and saw that he was in a cage. Outside the cage were the people that had attacked him, as well as an older-looking guy. They were the ones speaking in English. Inu-Yasha growled softly, and stood up. #######################
The eyes of all the humans in the room turned to the book cage where they had locked up the new demon. He was watching them. Slowly, he reached his good hand to where his arm was bandaged, and ripped the bandage off. He dug his claws into the wound, drenching his fingers in blood.
"*BLADES OF BLOOD!*" cried Inu-Yasha, flinging sharp, glowing bit of blood through the bars at them. They all ducked at the last moment, and the blades shredded several pieces of furniture instead. Inu-Yasha glared at them, and shoved on the front of the cage, which had been cut up a good deal. He pried several of the bars loose enough to escape, and headed for the library door.
Buffy leapt up and leaped toward Inu-Yasha, intending to stop him. He heard her coming, though, and dodged. Buffy tried to stop, and only succeeded in skidding into the wall. Inu-Yasha dashed through the door. Buffy went after him, only to discover that he had disappeared by the time she got out the door. ####################
Inu-Yasha sat on the roof of the school, cleaning his fingers off on his shirt and wondering what to do next. He knew that the thing to do was find his way back home, but that would be difficult, considering he had no clue where he was. Wherever this place was, it seemed to be the same era as the one Kagome was from, but no one spoke Japanese.
"*Feh,*" he muttered, and headed off to where he had first appeared. #####################
Buffy slumped against the door and sighed. "I can't believe he just got away like that."
"It's not your fault," offered Willow. "It's not like you could have known he could do that."
"Maybe so, but now he's loose again, and he'll probably be more careful now," Buffy groaned. "Giles, does that book say anything about how bad these dog demons are?"
"Well," said Giles, "There is mention here of all sorts. It says that some were well known for their violent lives, but that some others were kinder. We just can't be sure." ################
Inu-Yasha wandered through the graveyard he had been in before he was captured. The place was startlingly large for just a town. He hoped to find clues as to how he had come to this place, but he hadn't found anything other than gravestones yet, and he was getting hungry and tired. He decided to rest for a while, but thought twice about sleeping in a tree again after the last time. He sighed and leapt up on top of one of the large crypts that were all over the place. It would have to do. Hopefully, he couldn't be spotted from the ground. Going inside the crypt may have hidden him better, but he was not so desperate that he would try to sleep in a stinking grave. Even from outside the smell of human corpses was bothering him a bit. ####################
A soft thump came from the ceiling of the crypt Spike was staying in. He glanced up and frowned. Who would be on his roof in the late afternoon? For that matter, who would ever be on his roof? He sighed to himself, a bit perturbed that he could not yet go out and check, unless, of course, he wanted to become a pile of ash. He went back to his planning, waiting for the sun to set. ################
Inu-Yasha jerked awake at the sound of someone moving around near the crypt he was lying on. He blinked away sleepiness, and realized it was already night again. He stayed still, preferring this to being hit with broomsticks by a bunch of psychos again. Unfortunately for him, his stomach chose that exact moment to growl loudly. Inu-Yasha tensed, ready to fight whomever was down there, knowing that they would have heard him.
Down on the ground, Spike recognized the unmistakable sound of a stomach growling. He tensed, knowing for sure now that someone was up there. He paused for a moment, wondering what course of action he should take. He took too long, though, and was just able to defend himself when Inu-Yasha came flying down out of the sky at him. Spike and Inu-Yasha faced each other.
Spike's first thought was that it was just some guy with a strange fashion sense. But, no, he didn't smell quite human. And, Spike now noted, he had very strange ears.
At the same time, Inu-Yasha studied Spike. This being confused him. At first glance, he would have said that the white-haired guy was just a human, but he did not smell right. This smell hinted of demonic power, and reminded Inu-Yasha slightly of the smell of the grave.
"*Who are you and what is this place?!*" asked Inu-Yasha. He received nothing but a blank stare, and sighed.
Spike frowned. Something here was definitely not right. The guy had spoken in what sounded like Japanese, and was obviously not human. Sensing either a possible ally or someone to trick into being his ally, he grinned.
Inu-Yasha stared at the sudden change of expression on the face of the other guy. He had a bad feeling about this.. ##################
Yeah. I was going to make this chapter longer, but I just didn't. Spike clogged up my magic writing abilities, so blame the person who said Spike needed to be in this. Yeah. Off to write funny things, but don't worry, I'll still update this within a day or two.
Disclaimer: I still don't own any of this stuff, so please don't sue me. Besides, all I have is $8 and a lot of pennies. ###############
"Well, this is certainly an odd turn of events," commented Giles. "I guessed from his appearance that he was Asian, so I looked through all my books that I had on Asian demons. However, the only book that said anything about a demon like him was this one."
He gestured to a book lying closed on the table beside him. It was titled Ancient Demons of Japan.
"Ancient?" asked Buffy. "He doesn't look too ancient to me."
"Precisely why it is strange. According to that book, he's a kind of Japanese dog demon that hasn't been seen for hundreds of years. Also, I'm not sure he's full demon," said Giles.
"Whaddya mean, not full demon?" asked Xander. "What would he be, part.human.oh. That's not right." ###################
Inu-Yasha awoke to the sound of people speaking in English. In other words, the sound of jabbering monkeys. He sat up and winced. He wasn't too sore anymore from his mysterious and painful trip through time and space, but he had gained new injuries. He didn't have too much in the way of bruises, being a fast healer, but he had a headache, and his arm was covered in dried blood. The crossbow bolt had been pulled out, and his arm crudely bandaged. He looked around and saw that he was in a cage. Outside the cage were the people that had attacked him, as well as an older-looking guy. They were the ones speaking in English. Inu-Yasha growled softly, and stood up. #######################
The eyes of all the humans in the room turned to the book cage where they had locked up the new demon. He was watching them. Slowly, he reached his good hand to where his arm was bandaged, and ripped the bandage off. He dug his claws into the wound, drenching his fingers in blood.
"*BLADES OF BLOOD!*" cried Inu-Yasha, flinging sharp, glowing bit of blood through the bars at them. They all ducked at the last moment, and the blades shredded several pieces of furniture instead. Inu-Yasha glared at them, and shoved on the front of the cage, which had been cut up a good deal. He pried several of the bars loose enough to escape, and headed for the library door.
Buffy leapt up and leaped toward Inu-Yasha, intending to stop him. He heard her coming, though, and dodged. Buffy tried to stop, and only succeeded in skidding into the wall. Inu-Yasha dashed through the door. Buffy went after him, only to discover that he had disappeared by the time she got out the door. ####################
Inu-Yasha sat on the roof of the school, cleaning his fingers off on his shirt and wondering what to do next. He knew that the thing to do was find his way back home, but that would be difficult, considering he had no clue where he was. Wherever this place was, it seemed to be the same era as the one Kagome was from, but no one spoke Japanese.
"*Feh,*" he muttered, and headed off to where he had first appeared. #####################
Buffy slumped against the door and sighed. "I can't believe he just got away like that."
"It's not your fault," offered Willow. "It's not like you could have known he could do that."
"Maybe so, but now he's loose again, and he'll probably be more careful now," Buffy groaned. "Giles, does that book say anything about how bad these dog demons are?"
"Well," said Giles, "There is mention here of all sorts. It says that some were well known for their violent lives, but that some others were kinder. We just can't be sure." ################
Inu-Yasha wandered through the graveyard he had been in before he was captured. The place was startlingly large for just a town. He hoped to find clues as to how he had come to this place, but he hadn't found anything other than gravestones yet, and he was getting hungry and tired. He decided to rest for a while, but thought twice about sleeping in a tree again after the last time. He sighed and leapt up on top of one of the large crypts that were all over the place. It would have to do. Hopefully, he couldn't be spotted from the ground. Going inside the crypt may have hidden him better, but he was not so desperate that he would try to sleep in a stinking grave. Even from outside the smell of human corpses was bothering him a bit. ####################
A soft thump came from the ceiling of the crypt Spike was staying in. He glanced up and frowned. Who would be on his roof in the late afternoon? For that matter, who would ever be on his roof? He sighed to himself, a bit perturbed that he could not yet go out and check, unless, of course, he wanted to become a pile of ash. He went back to his planning, waiting for the sun to set. ################
Inu-Yasha jerked awake at the sound of someone moving around near the crypt he was lying on. He blinked away sleepiness, and realized it was already night again. He stayed still, preferring this to being hit with broomsticks by a bunch of psychos again. Unfortunately for him, his stomach chose that exact moment to growl loudly. Inu-Yasha tensed, ready to fight whomever was down there, knowing that they would have heard him.
Down on the ground, Spike recognized the unmistakable sound of a stomach growling. He tensed, knowing for sure now that someone was up there. He paused for a moment, wondering what course of action he should take. He took too long, though, and was just able to defend himself when Inu-Yasha came flying down out of the sky at him. Spike and Inu-Yasha faced each other.
Spike's first thought was that it was just some guy with a strange fashion sense. But, no, he didn't smell quite human. And, Spike now noted, he had very strange ears.
At the same time, Inu-Yasha studied Spike. This being confused him. At first glance, he would have said that the white-haired guy was just a human, but he did not smell right. This smell hinted of demonic power, and reminded Inu-Yasha slightly of the smell of the grave.
"*Who are you and what is this place?!*" asked Inu-Yasha. He received nothing but a blank stare, and sighed.
Spike frowned. Something here was definitely not right. The guy had spoken in what sounded like Japanese, and was obviously not human. Sensing either a possible ally or someone to trick into being his ally, he grinned.
Inu-Yasha stared at the sudden change of expression on the face of the other guy. He had a bad feeling about this.. ##################
Yeah. I was going to make this chapter longer, but I just didn't. Spike clogged up my magic writing abilities, so blame the person who said Spike needed to be in this. Yeah. Off to write funny things, but don't worry, I'll still update this within a day or two.