Slivers of trust
Okay, finally! Another chapter has emerged from that blob of matter they call my head.
BOB-Technically, you are referring to me.
Yeah? Well, I came up with the whole story by myself!
BOB-Since I am your brain, I would have to correct you by saying-WE came up with this story.
My story! MINE! ALL MINE!*pulls out puckblaster*Die BOB!
BOB-You'll only be shooting your-BLAM-self....Ooohhh. That had to hurt...Wonder where she got the puckblaster from?
BOB-Ah well, who cares. *Glances at unconcious author* Well since she's out I guess I'd better do this for her. Ahem.
The author would like to say that she owes credit for last chapter to one of her BFF Linda (as short as it was) This chapter is definitely longer than the first two so please R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer-If, for some strange reason, you really need to read this, go back to chapter 1/2 and read it there.
Chapter 3-Why Does This Keep Happening to Us?
KURAMA'S POV
As we walked along I was constantly put on edge by the sense of evil reverbrating from this place. There was definitely something wrong here. I wasn't sure what, but Yuuske seemed to think it had something to do with Koenma. Botan had explained numerous times that neither she nor Koenma had anything to do with it, but Yuuske's a stubborn kid and all she managed to do was convince him further that it was the toddler's fault.
Now they were glaring at each other, oblivious to the fact that we would probably be better off if we weren't trying to kill each other. Actually, I was surprised to find that Hiei and Kuwabara had managed to refrain from doing anything harmful to each other, although a few hateful glares were passed.Yukina's presence seemed to calm them down to some degree. I shudder to think what might happen if she were to be seperated from the rest of us. Or even worse, if Hiei and Kuwabara were. Now that was a scary thought. They'd kill each other in less than ten minutes!(Oh thou of little faith)
My thoughts were interrupted by an ominous voice speaking from all around me.
"Welcome to my world..."
YUUSKE'S POV
Okay, you gotta admit, that voice was pretty freaky. Or at least it would have been, had we not done this 'Prepare to die' thing at least a dozen times this week. It was getting old fast. I shrugged. Well, at least it provided us with some form of amusement. All Koenma's fault of course.
"What do you want bozo?!" I called out, not quite sure where to look.
"Merely entertainment." Entertainment?!! Who'd this guy think he was anyway, saying we were here just to amuse him. Never mind that I had been saying the same thing about him only moments before. He was underestimating us just like all the others.
"I am not like all the others." What the...This guy could read minds? Eh, well, it was nothing new. We'd beaten his kind before.
"We shall see."
?????????'S POV
I watched as the human's face went from shock, to understanding, to a firm determination. Yes, I was sure of it now. He was the leader. Maybe not a very good one, but the leader nonetheless.
Turning to the figure chained to the wall behind me, I addressed the matter at hand.
"Stylo, I want to know their weakness. I want to follow the old bad guy code, divide and conquer." Stylo opened his eyes and glared at me fiercely.
"Well if you'd move that ugly mug of yours..." I scowled. He would have been dead for that remark if he wasn't so useful. Sighing I took a slight step to the left.
"That's better. Now let's see here." He gestured, and the pool of ink I had been looking into grew larger, showing the whole group now, instead of just the leader. Focusing intently, he gestured again and all but two of the seven disappeared from view. These two I looked at with mild confusion.
"Them? Why them? They don't look like they're friends."
Indeed, the two looked ready to kill each other at the drop of a hat. The ugly red-head was giving the short one a look that plainly said 'As soon as we get out of this, I'm gonna pound your face into the ground so hard, you'll start crying.' Glancing at the short one, I had a feeling that that wouldn't happen. He had a cold look in his eyes that gave me the shivers. He was ready to kill.
"Huh? What did you say?" I had been so absorbed in my thoughts, that I hadn't heard Stylo's reply.
"I said, that's the whole point!" I blinked. Once. Twice.
"What?" He rolled his eyes.
"They ovbiously hate each other, so if we seperate them from the rest of the group, there'll be no one to keep them from killing each other."
"Ohhhhhh. But how are we going to do that?"
"Like this..."
KUWABARA'S POV
I glared at the shrimp. As soon as we get out of this, I'm gonna pound his face into the ground so hard, he'll start crying. An image popped into my head of Hiei on the ground, pleading for mercy, and I couldn't help but snicker. That earned me a glare from shorty himself and a curious glance from Yukina. I turned to the latter and smiled. Hiei noticed this, and a moment later, his sword was out and in his hand. Startled, I took a half step back. In our fights, we had sometimes gotten to the point where swords would be drawn, but never this quickly. He must be really pissed off or something. Behind me, I heard Uremeshi turn and groan.
"Not now you guys! I mean, we just-" Uremeshi stopped and a few seconds later I heard a loud thump. Turning curiously, I saw him lying flat on the ground, an expression that could be defined as both confusion and anger on his face. I couldn't help it. I snickered again.(He seems to be doing that a lot lately doesn't he?)
"Yuuske, are you all right?" Keiko seemed genuinely concerned. Why, I wasn't sure. Uremeshi had taken a lot of hard knocks in his life,most of them from me.(Of course.) When he didn't answer Keiko however, I became a little confused. Then I realized he was staring intently at his foot. Or rather, what was holding onto his foot. A...hand? Yes, it was a hand! Ok, that's just plain freaky. But then again, so was this place.
Uremeshi pried the hand off his leg and stood up, glancing quickly aound him as if suspecting an attack. Kurama and Hiei were doing the same, eyes darting back and forth. Their suspicions were confirmed a moment later, when hands began erupting from the ground all around us. That wasn't the worst part though. The worst part was when their bodies appeared after them. It was disgusting! They looked half dead!
I ingnited my spirit sword and slashed at an attacker. With nothing but thin air. What the....Where was my blade? the ominous voice spoke again.
"Ah yes. Did I neglect to mention the fact that I have stripped you of all spiritual powers whatsoever? Whoops, sorry. Guess you'll just have to use your fists. Oh and the short one can use his sword too, I guess. Now my minions, ATTACK!" No spiritual powers whatsoever? Ohhhhh boy.....
U like? Review! Kuwabara was kind of messed up in this chapter. Forgive me. Thanks for the info on the sword peoples!
Okay, finally! Another chapter has emerged from that blob of matter they call my head.
BOB-Technically, you are referring to me.
Yeah? Well, I came up with the whole story by myself!
BOB-Since I am your brain, I would have to correct you by saying-WE came up with this story.
My story! MINE! ALL MINE!*pulls out puckblaster*Die BOB!
BOB-You'll only be shooting your-BLAM-self....Ooohhh. That had to hurt...Wonder where she got the puckblaster from?
BOB-Ah well, who cares. *Glances at unconcious author* Well since she's out I guess I'd better do this for her. Ahem.
The author would like to say that she owes credit for last chapter to one of her BFF Linda (as short as it was) This chapter is definitely longer than the first two so please R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer-If, for some strange reason, you really need to read this, go back to chapter 1/2 and read it there.
Chapter 3-Why Does This Keep Happening to Us?
KURAMA'S POV
As we walked along I was constantly put on edge by the sense of evil reverbrating from this place. There was definitely something wrong here. I wasn't sure what, but Yuuske seemed to think it had something to do with Koenma. Botan had explained numerous times that neither she nor Koenma had anything to do with it, but Yuuske's a stubborn kid and all she managed to do was convince him further that it was the toddler's fault.
Now they were glaring at each other, oblivious to the fact that we would probably be better off if we weren't trying to kill each other. Actually, I was surprised to find that Hiei and Kuwabara had managed to refrain from doing anything harmful to each other, although a few hateful glares were passed.Yukina's presence seemed to calm them down to some degree. I shudder to think what might happen if she were to be seperated from the rest of us. Or even worse, if Hiei and Kuwabara were. Now that was a scary thought. They'd kill each other in less than ten minutes!(Oh thou of little faith)
My thoughts were interrupted by an ominous voice speaking from all around me.
"Welcome to my world..."
YUUSKE'S POV
Okay, you gotta admit, that voice was pretty freaky. Or at least it would have been, had we not done this 'Prepare to die' thing at least a dozen times this week. It was getting old fast. I shrugged. Well, at least it provided us with some form of amusement. All Koenma's fault of course.
"What do you want bozo?!" I called out, not quite sure where to look.
"Merely entertainment." Entertainment?!! Who'd this guy think he was anyway, saying we were here just to amuse him. Never mind that I had been saying the same thing about him only moments before. He was underestimating us just like all the others.
"I am not like all the others." What the...This guy could read minds? Eh, well, it was nothing new. We'd beaten his kind before.
"We shall see."
?????????'S POV
I watched as the human's face went from shock, to understanding, to a firm determination. Yes, I was sure of it now. He was the leader. Maybe not a very good one, but the leader nonetheless.
Turning to the figure chained to the wall behind me, I addressed the matter at hand.
"Stylo, I want to know their weakness. I want to follow the old bad guy code, divide and conquer." Stylo opened his eyes and glared at me fiercely.
"Well if you'd move that ugly mug of yours..." I scowled. He would have been dead for that remark if he wasn't so useful. Sighing I took a slight step to the left.
"That's better. Now let's see here." He gestured, and the pool of ink I had been looking into grew larger, showing the whole group now, instead of just the leader. Focusing intently, he gestured again and all but two of the seven disappeared from view. These two I looked at with mild confusion.
"Them? Why them? They don't look like they're friends."
Indeed, the two looked ready to kill each other at the drop of a hat. The ugly red-head was giving the short one a look that plainly said 'As soon as we get out of this, I'm gonna pound your face into the ground so hard, you'll start crying.' Glancing at the short one, I had a feeling that that wouldn't happen. He had a cold look in his eyes that gave me the shivers. He was ready to kill.
"Huh? What did you say?" I had been so absorbed in my thoughts, that I hadn't heard Stylo's reply.
"I said, that's the whole point!" I blinked. Once. Twice.
"What?" He rolled his eyes.
"They ovbiously hate each other, so if we seperate them from the rest of the group, there'll be no one to keep them from killing each other."
"Ohhhhhh. But how are we going to do that?"
"Like this..."
KUWABARA'S POV
I glared at the shrimp. As soon as we get out of this, I'm gonna pound his face into the ground so hard, he'll start crying. An image popped into my head of Hiei on the ground, pleading for mercy, and I couldn't help but snicker. That earned me a glare from shorty himself and a curious glance from Yukina. I turned to the latter and smiled. Hiei noticed this, and a moment later, his sword was out and in his hand. Startled, I took a half step back. In our fights, we had sometimes gotten to the point where swords would be drawn, but never this quickly. He must be really pissed off or something. Behind me, I heard Uremeshi turn and groan.
"Not now you guys! I mean, we just-" Uremeshi stopped and a few seconds later I heard a loud thump. Turning curiously, I saw him lying flat on the ground, an expression that could be defined as both confusion and anger on his face. I couldn't help it. I snickered again.(He seems to be doing that a lot lately doesn't he?)
"Yuuske, are you all right?" Keiko seemed genuinely concerned. Why, I wasn't sure. Uremeshi had taken a lot of hard knocks in his life,most of them from me.(Of course.) When he didn't answer Keiko however, I became a little confused. Then I realized he was staring intently at his foot. Or rather, what was holding onto his foot. A...hand? Yes, it was a hand! Ok, that's just plain freaky. But then again, so was this place.
Uremeshi pried the hand off his leg and stood up, glancing quickly aound him as if suspecting an attack. Kurama and Hiei were doing the same, eyes darting back and forth. Their suspicions were confirmed a moment later, when hands began erupting from the ground all around us. That wasn't the worst part though. The worst part was when their bodies appeared after them. It was disgusting! They looked half dead!
I ingnited my spirit sword and slashed at an attacker. With nothing but thin air. What the....Where was my blade? the ominous voice spoke again.
"Ah yes. Did I neglect to mention the fact that I have stripped you of all spiritual powers whatsoever? Whoops, sorry. Guess you'll just have to use your fists. Oh and the short one can use his sword too, I guess. Now my minions, ATTACK!" No spiritual powers whatsoever? Ohhhhh boy.....
U like? Review! Kuwabara was kind of messed up in this chapter. Forgive me. Thanks for the info on the sword peoples!