Disclaimer: Hi. I just wanted to let you know that I do not own anything here that refers to characters, places, or things from Fushigi Yugi. I have no intention of publishing this publicly, except here. The only things I do own are the warriors of Zenyu, Zenyu himself, and Shula and Lynne. You cannot use any of these people unless you e-mail me and ask my permission. Is that clear? Ok. Thank you. On with the story!!!



It was a dreary day in the home of one Shula Kasada. As she sat in the bay window of her bedroom and looked out at the children playing, she couldn't help feeling sad. She had never been this lonely before, and now that Lynne was gone, the house seemed empty. Shula leaned against the wall as she recalled the countless adventures she and Lynne had been on.

"Lynne, come look at this!" Shula beckoned to her sister. "I've never seen a frog so big!" "That's because you never go exploring. You are so boring!" Lynne taunted. "Yeah, well, at least I'm not covered in dirt all the time!" Shula joked back. "Oh, well then let me help you," Lynne said. She picked up a handful of dirt and threw it at her sister. "Oh, you are gonna pay!" Shula promised as she threw dirt back. The girls came home that evening caked in mud, and their mother was so furious, the sisters couldn't help laughing.

Shula turned her head away from the window, so that no one would see the tears running silently down her face. She walked to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face. She looked into the mirror, and the sight of her face brought the tears back to her eyes. Shula wondered if she could ever face herself in the mirror again. Since she and Lynne had been twins, it was like she was looking at her sister. But as Shula stared longingly at the image, she felt a sense come over her. 'Lynne would have wanted me to be happy. She wouldn't approve of me moping around because of her. I think I'll go out and do something. I know! I'll go to the library and check to see if there's anything on ancient China!,' Shula thought. Shula loved ancient China, and reading would do her good. So she got dressed and went downstairs. Her mother wasn't home, so Shula left a note saying she was going to the library. Shula walked out of her house and headed towards the library. As she passed the mall, she saw three of her friends heading towards her. "Hey, Shula! We haven't seen you in days! Want to go to the mall with us?" one of them asked. "No thanks. I . . . kind of want to be alone. Maybe tomorrow," Shula replied meekly as she sped away from her friends. They watched her, sadly, all of them thinking, 'I wish there was something we could do to cheer her up.' Shula entered the library and immediately started skimming the shelves. She was looking for one book in particular, The Universe of the Four Gods. She had heard that the book was an old legend in ancient China, and was interested in it. As she walked the many rows of books, a weird feeling crept over Shula's body. The feeling grew stronger as she walked in the direction of a hidden room. Making sure no one was looking, Shula pushed open the door and crept into the room. The room was full of old dusty books. As Shula scanned the room with her eyes, she caught sight of one of the books. It was a small purple book, and wasn't at all out of the ordinary. But something inside of her told Shula to open the book. The book was called The Fifth God. Shula excitedly opened the book, and was correct in her assumption that the book was somehow related to The Universe of the Four Gods. Shula began to read the book. "Herein contains the tale of a young lady and her quest to seek the mighty power of Zenyu, and to ensure the god Suzaku to the throne as the universe's rightful ruler. If you, the esteemed reader, should to the story's end, the spell contained within the book shall bestow upon you the powers of the heroine, and grant you your wishes and the powers of Zenyu. For indeed, the moment the page is turned, the story will become reality. But heed this warning: the universe is a dangerous place. This story is filled with horrors that you could not begin to imagine. Do not attempt to read this story if you do not intend to finish it. This story is powerful, and will not cease to exist if you do not finish. Now, begin the tale . . . "The young lady was immediately whisked off into the tale, and so begins her adventures . . ." Shula looked with wonder upon the little book. As she began to read the tale, a purple light shone through the pages. A purple spark emitted from the book, and enclosed around Shula. She tried to scream, but nothing came out. There was a huge flash of purple light, and then it was over. A security guard came into the room, and picked up the book. "Damn shelves. Books are always falling off," he said to himself as he put the book on the shelf and walked out of the empty room. Shula felt as if she were flying through the air as she tumbled into the book. Then, it all abruptly came to an end. Shula looked around. She had no idea were she was. It seemed as if she was in an old market square in ancient China. But it was basically deserted. 'I couldn't have fallen into the book, could I?' she thought as she got off the ground and stood up. But it seemed as if her thoughts were true. Shula thought, 'Wow, this place is wonderful. I wonder why there are no people, though.' Shula looked into the windows of some of the houses. They were deserted. But she kept checking each one for a sign of life. As she peered through one house, she could have sworn she heard a faint moan. Shula ran into the house, and covered her mouth to keep from screaming. The floor was littered with corpses and blood. The sight was too much for her, and reminded her of Lynne.

"Lynne, no! Watch out!" Shula cried as she saw the train coming. "Hurry!" "I can't, I'm stuck!" Lynne wailed. "I'm coming! I'll help you!" Shula cried desperately. "No, you'll get killed! Stop!" Lynne screamed as she pushed her sister from the tracks. "Noooooooo!" Shula shrieked, as the train rushed by, taking her sister with it. "Lynne!"

Shula rushed from the house, and ran into a boy standing behind her. He was about 16, like her, and had a kind look in his eye. He had a headband on, and his blonde hair came over it and partially covered one of his eyes. Shula thought he looked cute. "What are you doing here? Can't you tell it's dangerous?" the boy asked. "Well, . . . I'm kind of lost. Actually, I'm not from around here," Shula said timidly. "I could tell from your clothes," the boy said, eyeing Shula's jeans and t-shirt. He was wearing ancient Chinese clothes, and Shula realized that to him, her clothes were strange. "Why don't you come with me? I'll help you find where you are," the boy offered. Shula knew it was a stupid thing to do, because she had no idea where she was or who the boy was, but since it seemed that no one was here, she accepted his offer. "By the way, what's your name?" Shula asked him as they trudged out of the village. "Suboshi."

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"Here we are. The palace of Que-Dong," Suboshi informed Shula. Shula looked at the city and the palace. They were both equally huge. There seemed to be a gigantic black cloud hovering over the palace. The palace itself seemed scary, but the cloud made it even worse. "Are you sure it is safe here?" Shula asked Suboshi as they entered the palace doors. "Because it doesn't seem very inviting. No offense," Shula added quickly. "Positive," Suboshi said with a grin. They walked into a huge throne room, where an emperor sat on his throne. Suboshi left Shula and lined up with five other people. One of them wore a heavy cloak, and all that was revealed were two heavily lined eyes, another of the people was a huge wolf- creature. Another had paint all over his face, and a weird hat on. The emperor stood. "Hello. I am the emperor of Que-Dong. These are the six seishi of Seiryu, and this, is the Almighty Seiryu!" the emperor announced with an evil grin. A huge dragon appeared in thin air on front of Shula, and she froze. This dragon looked wickedly at her. Shula had never been more petrified in her life. "Who are you?" the dragon hissed. Shula barely managed to move her lips to form her name, and the dragon god smiled. "Well, Shula, by your looks you seem to have come from another world. What priestess are you?" "I-I-I'm not sure what you m-mean," Shula whispered, terrified. The dragon's smile vanished. "Oh, really?" the dragon lifted Shula up in the air from its eyes and threw her against a wall. She hit the floor with a sickening thud. "Answer me, you insolent girl!" the dragon screamed. Once again Shula answered truthfully and once again, she was thrown into a wall. By this time, Seiryu had lost his patience. He breathed in deeply, ready to blow a breath of fire on Shula and kill her. Shula looked desperately at Suboshi, who just smiled at her. The smile was evil, and Shula knew she had been betrayed. She was sure this was going to be her end. The dragon posed for his final attack, when a loud sound was heard through the halls. A boy, galloping on a horse, zoomed into the hall and scooped up Shula. He rode out of the palace, with Seiryu on his trail. The boy yelled a signal to another man, who ran in front of the great god and attracted his attention. "Hey, dragon-butt!" Seiryu looked at the man, and blew a great breath of fire at him, but the man wasn't there. He appeared in another place, and Seiryu attacked him. But when Seiryu got there, the man wasn't there, either. He was in another place. "Is that all you got?" He confused Seiryu for a period of time until the boy and Shula disappeared over the horizon. Then he waved a mocking goodbye to the fearsome dragon and disappeared. "Are you okay?" Shula heard a voice ask her. She looked up and her eyes met that of the boy on the horse. Shula managed a meek "yes" before blacking out. The last thing she saw was the boy's brown eyes.