I do not own any of the characters used in here, so please do not sue lil' ole' me.
But I do however own the idea of the Umi-sen-ken-kai.
^_^
P.S. If I made some OOC or misspelled or gave wrong information (and I'm pretty sure I did somewhere) , please let me know
P.S.S. This is my Fourth time trying to upload this story, and some of the original paragraphs in the beginning have been smushed together, sorry about the messyness.
Any ways, onto the show.
[ ] = Mandarin
*-*-*-*-* Dante woke up from slowly in the cot prepared for him. He had spent the night in Colonge's 'hut', though it was better inside than most houses. That girl Shampoo passed out when Cologne caught her. He was surprised the hell spawn didn't rip out her throat. Why did Dante hesitate to kill him?
He sat up, clad in the silken cloth, thinking. Why didn't he?
Dante remembered the last time he had defeated a hell spawn. He had found out that… that the hell spawn were once a human. Humans tricked and tormented till they served one of the 7 Hells. Tricked by being promised revenge or to rejoin the life they had. Only to find that their life had become a living hell. He wrapped the sheet around him, walking to where he put his clothing. Perhaps he thought he could reach this one. Maybe turn him to help fight the devils instead of being their little lap dogs. He could have killed the hell spawn with an easy shot. When the hell spawn hid in the trees, he could have shot the demon in the head and got it over with by slicing off the thing's head. The son of Sparda dressed himself and strapped his guns on. He pulled his trench coat on and cussed at the hell spawn for taking his only spare… not to mention taking his ride. Dante strapped the Rebellion across his back. In his last battle, he knew he had to go all out. He was facing the embodiment of Despair. His weapons had broken and guns had cracked, leaving behind only the Rebellion and the twin guns Ebony & Ivory.
He remembered one comforting thing about his encounter. Dante knew it wasn't human anymore.
He stepped out into the Amazonian jungle. "Where are you going son of Sparda?" Dante turned to see his hostess sitting in a chair, looking out into the rainy night. "You should know. It's my job to exterminate demons." Dante replied. Cologne nodded slowly. "Yes… I know your heritage." She sighed. "I have to follow you. You saved my great-granddaughter." The elder rose to her feet. Dante shook his head. "No… I work alone. It was my fault in the first place she was in danger." Cologne raised an eyebrow. "I caused him to come out of hiding." Dante let out a breath that held his discontent. "I almost cause another death on my part." "Now it's your turn to be wrong son of Sparda. The spawn may have attacked, but if you did not come my village would go unknowing of the danger and be massacred in the night like pigs." Cologne walked out to the front of her hut. "It is a matter of honor son of Sparda. I shall go with you." Dante sighed in recognition. "Alright. Let's test your luck." Cologne raised an eyebrow again. "If it's heads, you will follow. If tails, you wont." Dante fished in his pocket and pulled out his lucky coin. Lady luck had never done him wrong before. "Why do you hold your fate on a coin?" Cologne scorned, but silently watched. Perhaps he knew what he was doing, maybe his god worked like this? Complete faith in choice? (*)
He flipped the coin. Cologne held her breath as he caught the coin. "Sorry. Tails. See you later granny." Dante put the coin in his pocket, grabbed his things, and walked off. "How do you expect to catch up with him son of Sparda?" Cologne called out in the night's rain. "You will never catch up with him at this rate, not alone!" She hoped he would allow her to follow… Cologne would not allow Fate to shove her off the curb when she was needed. Dante smiled. "Sore wa himitsu desu granny."(1) He gathered his chi into one place and exploded, activating his Devil Trigger, and before the light dampened, he was gone, running as fast as the Quickheart could allow. (2)
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Hours past, the rain continued. The elder sat still, listening to the advice the tears of heaven offered freely. [Great-grandmother?] Cologne looked over her shoulder at the currently awake Shampoo. [Dante.. He left right?]
Cologne nodded in response.
Shampoo walked towards the door, her bonboris Cologne noted, where clasped tightly in her hands. [Child, where do you think you are going?] Cologne's voice sounded.
[I have to go after him.] Cologne raised her eyebrows but said nothing. Shampoo knew her response needed a reason, so the elder kept quiet and let the unprovoked truth come forth from the child...
No, not a child. Cologne realized, looking at Shampoo's bleached nuckles grasping the weapons' handles. She was no child now....
[Great-granddaughter,] The elder sighed slightly. [I have tried, but the hunter will not allow...]
[I was talking about the demon.]
Shampoo's grim face glowed as lightning struck in the distance. Cologne's eyes widened. [I see...] The elder rose from a lotus position. [In the morning , we will prepare. We have much to do.]
The lavender haired amazon looked at her ancestor. [You don't object?]
[Child... I am nearing my so called 'Golden Years'. This village will need a new protector. Our cousins in Vie Da Marli (3) have a new guardian, you shall be ours.] Cologne hobbled on her staff to her room. [Shampoo, the training will not be easy...] She called over her shoulder. [You will need your rest.]
Shampoo nodded in silence. [I would expect nothing less Great-grandmother.] She muttered. Something about that demon, that hell-spawn, scared her to death, yet angered her to no end. The fear was understandable, and was acceptable, even though Amazons are not supposed to show it. The anger... Was that a life had been changed against it's will... Shampoo clenched her eyes shut, the rain mixing with the sounds of her own tears.
That hell-spawn... Dante knew it was human.. So did Shampoo.
The demons would regret ever using a human against his or her will.
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Ranma rode on Dante's motorcycle with a grin on his face. Though he was defeated, he still lived. He had heard stories of others who had dared attack either of the two greatest and lose. Yet he lived! The hell spawn's eyes kept a constant watch on the slippery road ahead.
He got away, yeah, but survival often puts the mind in paranoia. The hell spawn rode into the empty streets of China, water paving the way for him. Looking at the tank he saw he had a full third left before Dante's wonder-ride needed refueling. Stray souls here and there would be along the road and stop, as if their hair stood on end when he came near.
He knew the stories of the Death Incarnate who stood against Satan of the 4th hell, his face would freeze them in their tracks, not to mention his touch alone would freeze every nerve in one's body.
Ranma was also intelligent of the fact that he was weaker than the Incarnate. He shouldn't arouse this fear, if this was what they felt.
Pathetic mortals.A curve. He thought of the battle he had escaped. His honor hurt to be sure, but he lived, great honor received from that. For what were the chances of fighting two great slayers, and LIVING! Hah!
Stupid granny, she should be home nitting stockings for her grand-children! And Dante... He should already be dead!
Ranma's grin slowly sobered though, as he remembered Dante's words. The look in his eyes... The actions... He acted like he had fought a hell spawn before. If so... Why did he look sad at fighting him?
He didn't need his pity!
Did that mean Dante had defeated other hell spawn before? If so. The other demons never mentioned it. Maybe that was because. Because Dante struck fear in even them?
Ranma's lips turned to a snarl. No one could approach a Devil! Why hadn't he known? The hell spawn was beginning to feel like the world was set up against him. The nerve of them sending him without proper information!
A bridge. Lightning struck in the distance as the wonder-ride started to slow. Ranma cursed and conceded to the laws of physics. He needed gas. The hell spawn picked out a lone gas station on the rise of a hill. No one would probably like to run into a hell spawn this time of night and say "Fill her up."
The hell spawn leaned forward, trying to get every inch he could out of the ride. "Come on... Come on you piece of trash..." The wonderous motorcycle that went through hell and back slowly came to a stop as it sputtered it's last fragments of life.
Ranma cursed his luck again. Another bolt of lighting glanced off the skies above. He reached into the backpack strapped on the side. Maybe a red head could get some gas where he couldn't. The hell spawn pulled out a red trench coat with bullet holes in it. He put it on and nearly choked because of the smell.
It reeked of demon blood.
Ranma walked up the hill, carrying the motorcycle in the crook of his arm. Lighting lanced across the sky again, a red headed girl continued the journey in the spawn's footsteps. This time carrying the bike in both arms.
Not looking any happier by the way.
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In Purgatory, Mars, the Incarnate of War, sat in his fortress. The Incarnate of Time, Chronus had just informed them of their current predicament.
Mars gripped the Red Sword tight. "Politics." He spat. One of the Devil Lords of hell wanted to lay claim over all and be named the new Satan. Guess who his new spokesman would be?
Chronus didn't say how the Hell Spawn would affect the world, Mars thought he himself wasn't so sure. The other Incarnations, Gaea of Nature, Thanatos of Death, and Niobe of Fate, had put in their two bits as to what he could be doing. As Incarnations, they of all things should be able to stop one monster, but when Gaea tried to get a lock on him, she lost him because she stated he generated too much Chaos.
Mars walked around his fortress, looking out of the windows into the realm of Purgatory where all the Incarnations lived. The Incarnations controlled certain parts of reality, Mars reflected. He himself controlled all wars. Thanatos controlled the placement of Death and travel to the afterlife, Chronus could manipulate time, Niobe could spin, measure, and determine life and it's followings, Gaea.... He wasn't quiet to sure on the limits of her power.
Yet even through all of this, the one stupid little hell spawn seemed to slip through their fingers! Mars's grip tightend around the weapon of his office, the Red Sword.
If the Red Sword had not been breakable, it would look worse than a paper clip at the moment. All that it would allow though, would be the creake of leather as his palms pressed even tighter against the handle.
Niobe could not find his thread of life, therefore could not end it or fix it. Chronus could not place himself near the being by magical use, and therefore could not effect it. Gaea could not even find him, so himself or Thanatos could not cause the things untimely demise...
Frustrated, Mars slammed the ultimate blade against a pillar wall, cutting a chunk of the marble out.
"Sir... If you wish to find the target, couldn't you search for it non-magically or perhaps do some reconnaissance sire?" His servant asked.
Mars looked at the soul. Servants in Purgatory were deceased souls selected to serve the Incarnations. "Yes.. That would be the rational thing to do." He muttered, grabbing the hilt of the sword he yanked it out of the marble. "Hmm... Could you turn on the T.V.? Perhaps we could pick up news in the mortal realm."
The soul smiled, "Of course sir."and left.
Sighing, Mars walked around the battlements once more. The servants were helping them, and was more than likely better than the alternative, from which he learned from Thanatos that was a mile load of papers to fill out. Mars wondered, what would these souls do if they could, about the Hell Spawn?
Be merciful maybe? Vengence? Mars sighed.
What would Musashi say about this in 'The Book of Five Rings'?
Pausing, Mars smiled as something clicked inside his head. Yes... Maybe ... Of course! That would work!
The Incarnation left in a hurry to the room where the book was kept. If the hell spawn was going to show, Mars would be more than ready to greet him!
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The senshi looked at the time gate, a monument of it's own that had stood for centuries, said to be blessed by Chronus himself. What in the world could she do? Her powers were limited, because while her magic was strong, it only effected the target at close range.
Being thousands of miles away on Pluto in a chapel was not to be considered close range in any world.
Setsuna a.k.a. Sailor Pluto was having a hard time tracking the hell spawn. There was little she could do from here and her knowledge of the thing was extrememly limited. Usually when other incidents arose, she would be forewarned by her future self of such events...
And she bet the hell spawn was the reason.
She walked towards the gate, reflecting on her options. Her magic couldn't affect the thing and Setsuna knew that for some reason she couldn't travel back in time, possibly some trap...
Sailor Pluto rubbed her forhead. While time traps were hard to produce, it would be perfectly capable for a Devil to produce one. And knowing the value of a hell spawn, he probably did take the procaution of placing one.
Knowing absolutely nothing on it from here, she could do little. Whatever it had done, it was disrupting all the magic that would either determin it's position, so choosing or guessing an exact spot would be out of the question.
Setsuna paced around.. would have to go to Earth and warn the others. Sometimes a good satellite dish does better than a magical time traveling door.
Pluto activated the time gate, struggling for a minute then held it open.
The time gate had been getting harder for her to control lately, she reflected. What a disruption the beast must have! Sailor Pluto walked off of her favored planet and onto a far warmer climate with an alterior wardrobe as well.
Reaching into her purse, Setsuna called up a few of her friends on her cell to talk about a big event that might be coming up, it was going to be a blast. "....Meet me at the shrine all right? And bring the others." Slapping her cell phone off, Setsuna set off in the direction she thought the Shrine was in.
And she got horribly lost. (4)
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Ranma was having the time of his life. After stealing gas, he blew up the station and kept going. He liked the way the fires lit up the sky. It reminded him of home.
Hours into the night, he stopped on a hill to look before him. Civilization. "Shit." He muttered. He had reached the end of China, and bordered a blue abyss. How in the world would he cross the ocean? The minute he came into view of those stupid lights he would be see--....
Getting off, Ranma smirked defiantly at the city of mortals. The hell spawn threw the red trench coat onto the motorcycle, leaving it as a sign of 'gratitude' that he was able to 'borrow' the property.
Personally, he wanted to blow the thing to smithereens, but this way, he could trick the hunter, knowing that he could probably pick up the scent. For once, he thanked the rain for soaking his scent into the piece of fabric.
Now what was the name of the technique again? Oh yes...
Ranma dropped into a horse stance.
The Umi-sen-ken-kai ... Living Sea of a Thousand Fists.... The original art was called the Umi-sen-ken, created by some human, and it was revised and improved by the demons (5). The original technique would take years for a human to gain up enough energy to pull it off perfectly.
The improved version, well... It was slightly more difficult for a human to attempt to pull it off. If a human tried to pull off this move, the would quite possibly explode or cease to have a material body.
The hell-spawn's eyes closed tightly, every muscle in his body burst to life as he pulled in every watt of energy possible into his body. The ground cracked an surrendered as a 'shield' of power, a vacuum of power really, pushed back all matter.
The improved version would not produce an area of emptiness, the fault of the original, but transformed the body of the person into energy, which would 'migrate' to the place and condense again into the body of the person. Two problems existed with this.
* 1: Beings with high spiritual energy could live through the technique and for only so long
*2: You could only go as fast as you were willing to push your soul to move. If your soul got tired, the technique would either fail or if pushed over the edge, fade out of existence.
Matter gave a bit, resulting in a small crater about a half a foot deep. Reaching his peak, Ranma's eyes snapped open, dispelling all his energy instantly and activating the Umi-sen-ken.
And blinked out of the material plane.
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(You didn't think that was the end of the chapter did you? ^_^)
"Hey Akane! Over here!"
Akane smiled at her friends outburst and moved towards their table. "What's up?" She put her botan down and eyed the girl. She wore her hair in a pony tail and wore one of her more manly suites today -insert Ukyo Kounji ^_^-. "Why are we sitting over here today? Hey Kagome, what's up?" Kagome had bright blue hair that looked like Akane's and wore her usual school uniform, being more obedient than some unsaid tomboys.
Ukyo smirked and Kagome just poked at her fish sticks, trying to either break them or try to determine just how much the cafeteria lunch ladies defrosted them. "Had to make room for the new freshmen sugar." She waved casually at a few of new kids getting their lunches.
"Oh yeah that's right. Sarayaski, Iwakomi, and Nio--whatever graduate early right?" Akane asked only half caring in the first place. She new her fish sticks where defrosted, she wated till they brought new ones in. And she was hungry.
Ukyo sighed. "It's Niokarwa. They were on that no summer vacation schedule."
"Scary."
"Yeah."
Akane sighed. "So, what's up."
Kagome stopped messing with her fish sticks now. "Well, not much. Haven't been able to get much sleep lately." Ukyo smirked. "What?" Kagome asked, looking at Ukyo's face.
"You need to stop messing with that guy of yours so much." Ukyo said matter-of-factly. "It's inappropriate for a young woman your age to miss so much school." Akane bit her lip trying not to laugh at the scene, Kagome was now blushing beat red.
Well, she at least let out a little giggle.
"W-what?" Kagome turned up her chin slightly. "I have no idea who you are talking about."
Now it was Akane's turn to but in. "Oh yeah?" She caught Kagome's eyes peering at her, and Akane noticed Kagome was fighting to keep a blush down. "What about your little day dream in class? 'Oh Inuyasha! Oh Inuyasha my love!'"
Kagome cried out defiantly, a blush turning even brighter. "I never said that!"
"But you were thinking it." Ukyo smirked with a gleam in your eye. "So who is he? Huh? Going to give us the scoop or what?" Kagome glared at Ukyo.
Akane giggled at her friends. This was their junior year in Furinkan high. Last year she met Ukyo who had a previous engagement with Genma. After that little feud was settled, Kasumi decided the best way to join the family was to be adopted. Honor is honor, besides, her father would have disowned her for not killing Genma.
'Thank you Kasumi-neesan,' Akane silently thanked.
Kagome, who also was engaged to Genma's son... Well, she was a cousin of hers so that engagement was annulled and Genma was 602 yen (sales tax on sake) down the drain. She had a certain habit of disappearing for a few days, maybe weeks, and return happy. Of course, Ukyo would jump on the idea of her getting a boyfriend.
At least he wasn't from Nerima. Guys around here... Were more than a little perverted.
"--tell me tell me tell me tell me!"
"NO!"
"Fine! Time for the Kounji/Tendo Special Tactic!" Akane's eyes went wide. Oh yeah, she knew the technique. Nabiki and Ukyo used it aaaaaall too often. "Embarrassing Truth!"
Kagome looked puzzled.
"Oh Inuyasha, my love, my sweet. Oh *kissing sounds* I LOVE you my sweet Inuyasha honey-" Ukyo grabbed a mike and jumped up on the table. "Oh my dear sweet Inuyasha! I can't stay awake in class, your handsome face and charm!"
Akane held back a smile and whispered in Kagome's ear, who was holding her head down between her arms, trying to avoid showing her embarrassment. "She's starting to sound like Kuno!"
Kagome laughed.
"Oh Inuyasha! I am embarrassed! Your gorgeous eyes, bold stout chest! My heart quivers under your most ma- ACK!"
"GIVE ME THAT MICROPHONE!"
"AH! Inuyasha dearest! Save me! AAAAAaa"
Kagome had pushed Ukyo off the table and those two were struggling to get the microphone before the other one."Uuuh.. Is this seat taken?" Akane looked to the speaker.
She smiled back after looking at the two brawlers on the ground. "Nah, take a seat. Your a freshman right?" Akane asked. She remembered her first year. Kuno.. Akane shivered. Thank God he graduated.
"Yeah from Sarayaski. I'm Keiko." The girl had short chestnut brown hair and wore a blue uniform instead of the issued. "Um.. This happen all the time?" She gestured towards those two.
Akane giggled. "Not all the time, but seeing as Kagome got back from one of her 'trips' and hasn't left yet, Ukyo is having the time of her life."
"Which one's which?" Keiko laughed.
"Ukyo is the one who currently has the microphone and Kagome is the one with her hands around her throat."
"Ah",
--Background noises--
"OH INUYASHA! MY PERILOUS LOVE! HELP ME! ACK!"
"SHUT UP!"
"The path of love is fraught with peril!"
"I'LL SHOW YOU PERIL!"
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Keiko took a small brake looked at the cafeteria food. "Egh.This all they have? Frozen fishsticks?"
"Yeah, that's why alot of people bring their lunches." Akane gestured to her botan. "So, tell me about yourself." She spun on the seat to face the freshman. Akane smiled at her. "I suppose I should go first right? I'm Akane Tendo, and my pop runs a dojo......
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Ryoga closed the heavy cover to the book. He had found the information he had been looking for. "Thank you Tsunami." He stood and bowed before the goddess. "This information would help me alot." The guardian-angel smiled.
Tsunami waved it off. "Don't worry about it. Nobody since Washuu has bothered to peek there head much in here." She walked around the library. "So what exactly were you looking for?" The goddess of life started to peer over the 10,000 page book.
The guardian angel waved his finger. "Sore wa himitsu desu Tsunami." He smirked. The guardian angel was now fully prepared for his journey. All he could grasp that would fit him at the moment was the cloak and hood his mentor gave him, and besides that he wore a light plate with gauntlet and bracers, all covered with the ties of his bandannas.
"You know I could find out anyway right?" Tsunami, Goddess of Life, First Class Unlimited was toying around with her friend. She had known him when he was taken in, and had been his friend.
A very good friend would be very very angry if the hell spawn managed to hurt the guardian angel.
Ryoga mock pouted. "You're no fun Tsunami." He laughed with the goddess and pushed the book her way. "Take a look-see."
"The Book of Life?"
"Yep."
"Ah.. Know thy enemy." The goddess checked off one of Sun Tzu's wisdom's. "I see you're pretty rattled about the hell spawn." She rarely got a chance to talk to Ryoga lately.. Everything seemed to happen so fast...
Ryoga sat down on the edge of the table. "That obvious huh?" Tsunami nodded with a smile on her face. "Well any way. I need to talk to Urd and see if I could get some record or something because this could take a while." Ryoga picked up the book, as unwieldy as it was, and put it back on the shelf. "After that I need to get a place and a job, then that would be all." The guardian angle sneezed from the dust sent aloft.
Tsunami nodded. "So what exactly are you thinking of doing?"
"I'm going to be a monk, that way any holy energy generated would be somewhat explainable."
:"Ah."
"Just have to find a shrine who's inhabitants wouldn't freak out so easily." Ryoga replied.
Something in Tsunami's mind clicked. Not one of those 'I got a bright idea!' clicks, more like 'Hehehe.. I got a bright idea!' Even Tsunami was allowed to have some fun every now and then ne?
"Why don't you stay with Tenchi?" The goddess smiled innocently. "Sasami is there, so I would be at least partly there right? Besides you would get to talk to Washuu." She edged him on slightly, considering how funny it would be if Ryoko knew she was sharing the roof with an angel.
Ryoga raised an eyebrow at the goddess. "You... Sure?"
"Of course!"
"Well, if I wouldn't intrude..."
"Nonsense." Tsunami batted her hand at the notion.
Ryoga bowed with a smile on his face. "Thank you for your gratitude." He pulled the hood over his head. "I suppose that means I need to go see Urd right?"
The goddess walked up to him." Aw, your welcome Ryoga-san." Tsunami gave Ryoga a hug. "Don't fret, Kami-sama wouldn't have put you on the job if he didn't know you could do it." The goddess broke off and smiled. "Later." She disappeared.
A blush rose on Ryoga' cheeks, barely recognizable from under the hood. "A-a-a-griato Ts-suanmi-san." There he continued to stand for a little while.
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(This is the last one, I promise ^_^)
Cologne took a sip of her tea. "Mm.. Hokage, you always put too much spice in your tea." She coughed. "I'm an old lady, I can't take this hot stuff anymore." She coughed out and smiled. Cologne sat in front of an elderly looking man with a black diamond shaped hat with the symbol 'fire' (6) on it, he wore a strange cloak covering a black uniform underneath.
The Third Hokage smiled at his old friend. "Nonsense." Hokage said with a twinkle in his eye. "Your as old as I am." Hokage was actually a title for the headmaster of the Fireshadow of all ninja. Yet when this title is taken, usually the person drops his name, or it is forgotten.
Cologne had traveled that night after Shampoo had went to sleep to 'The Village Hidden in the Leaves', easier said Kirigakure, to see her 'old' friend for a certain something.
"You haven't changed." Cologne smirked and put down her tea, switching to business. "I.. need your help."
Hokage stared at her, if the Amazons couldn't do something, it had to be something pretty serious. Especially if Cologne couldn't do it herself. "What is it? I will send you my best ninjas for whatever--"
Cologne raised her hand to interrupt. "That would be appreciated.. But no. No doubt you have heard rumors of the hell spawn?" Hokage nodded slowly.
"Sometimes I feel like these woods are as old as I am." He smiled slightly. "Yes... I know of the new one... Tomorrow a council of JoNIN, my elite, are planning to track it and steer it away from towns." Hokage gazed into the elder's eyes. "Is it stronger than I expected?"
Cologne shook her head. "No, not yet... But my great-granddaughter wishes to find it and possibly kill it. Young people are so impulsive these days..." The elder sighed. "I would like to hire a small group of inexperienced ninja's to help her on her way."
Putting his cup down, Hokage looked at her strangely. "Are you sure? I could easily round up my best to guard her."
"No.. She should learn on her own. My great-granddaughter, Shampoo, is to take my place someday as the village's protector." Cologne folded her arms. "I've been looking into it, and your advanced are too cautious, your journeyman ninja are too anxious, and your junior are inexperienced"
Hokage smirked. "'I thought I saw Joketzu on some of the listings." He thought to himself.
"Yes yes yes... . I also know about the Spirit Fox." Hokage lifted an eyebrow at her. "Yes... I know he would benefit from this as well. You know that soon he will remember his powers, or at least be able to tap into them," Cologne held her head down, as though she were sleepy, but Hokage knew alot better.. "He would be one of the best to protect her and detect the hell spawn.
Hokage took another look at Cologne. "You are dealing with this too lightly Cologne."
"I will be traveling with them Hokage.." She responded, opening her eyelids slightly. "And I also know that you happen to have Master Kakashi heading that very... same... team."
"You always were a hard negotiator...." Hokage smirked and picked up his cup, warming it up slightly with his chi. "They will be there by sun rise."
Cologne rose up and bowed respectfully. "Thank you Hokage." And left po-going on her staff.
The ninja master sipped his tea quietly. "I don't know what she was thinking, my tea tastes just fine." He continued to drink in silence
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Thank you for reading it. Please review!
(1)= "It is a secret!"
(2)= One of Dante's abilities is to turn into a Devil, and by using a pendant he can customize, he can give his other form certain abilities. Quickheart =very very fast.
(3)= Vie Da Marli is where Lucile is from in Devil May Cry 2, so I was just using that to compare to seeing as she is a defender, raised by her 'mother' to fight demons. I was just thinking that maybe the ones before her were all female as well.
(4)= If you notice, Setsuna never walks anywhere outside of battle, because she always teleports there. So maybe she never went there on foot and doesn't know regular directions? ^_^
(5)= I know that it doesn't go with Japanese gramar, but please bear with me.
(6)= I can't read Kanji, so I'm just guessing! Also, I haven't seen the anime, so I've only seen black and white pictures of the Hokage, and can't give a very good discription.
(*)= Dante's coin is two sided!
Uh.. I'm sorry if I gave the wrong discription or didn't give enough, I haven't been able to study alot of these because of lack of cable, so mainly I got black and white pictures or alot of General Information Sites ^_^
I promise that I'll focus more on Ranma than all these other series, but better to let you know they are involved somewhat now than just have them pop up for no perticular reason.
I don't know alot about Tenchi or Oh My Goddess, but besides that, I'll try to make this the best fic. I can. I can only do that with your help, either by reviews or if you would like to be a pre-reader (i finally updated my e-mail address by the way), please let me know. ^_^
But I do however own the idea of the Umi-sen-ken-kai.
^_^
P.S. If I made some OOC or misspelled or gave wrong information (and I'm pretty sure I did somewhere) , please let me know
P.S.S. This is my Fourth time trying to upload this story, and some of the original paragraphs in the beginning have been smushed together, sorry about the messyness.
Any ways, onto the show.
[ ] = Mandarin
*-*-*-*-* Dante woke up from slowly in the cot prepared for him. He had spent the night in Colonge's 'hut', though it was better inside than most houses. That girl Shampoo passed out when Cologne caught her. He was surprised the hell spawn didn't rip out her throat. Why did Dante hesitate to kill him?
He sat up, clad in the silken cloth, thinking. Why didn't he?
Dante remembered the last time he had defeated a hell spawn. He had found out that… that the hell spawn were once a human. Humans tricked and tormented till they served one of the 7 Hells. Tricked by being promised revenge or to rejoin the life they had. Only to find that their life had become a living hell. He wrapped the sheet around him, walking to where he put his clothing. Perhaps he thought he could reach this one. Maybe turn him to help fight the devils instead of being their little lap dogs. He could have killed the hell spawn with an easy shot. When the hell spawn hid in the trees, he could have shot the demon in the head and got it over with by slicing off the thing's head. The son of Sparda dressed himself and strapped his guns on. He pulled his trench coat on and cussed at the hell spawn for taking his only spare… not to mention taking his ride. Dante strapped the Rebellion across his back. In his last battle, he knew he had to go all out. He was facing the embodiment of Despair. His weapons had broken and guns had cracked, leaving behind only the Rebellion and the twin guns Ebony & Ivory.
He remembered one comforting thing about his encounter. Dante knew it wasn't human anymore.
He stepped out into the Amazonian jungle. "Where are you going son of Sparda?" Dante turned to see his hostess sitting in a chair, looking out into the rainy night. "You should know. It's my job to exterminate demons." Dante replied. Cologne nodded slowly. "Yes… I know your heritage." She sighed. "I have to follow you. You saved my great-granddaughter." The elder rose to her feet. Dante shook his head. "No… I work alone. It was my fault in the first place she was in danger." Cologne raised an eyebrow. "I caused him to come out of hiding." Dante let out a breath that held his discontent. "I almost cause another death on my part." "Now it's your turn to be wrong son of Sparda. The spawn may have attacked, but if you did not come my village would go unknowing of the danger and be massacred in the night like pigs." Cologne walked out to the front of her hut. "It is a matter of honor son of Sparda. I shall go with you." Dante sighed in recognition. "Alright. Let's test your luck." Cologne raised an eyebrow again. "If it's heads, you will follow. If tails, you wont." Dante fished in his pocket and pulled out his lucky coin. Lady luck had never done him wrong before. "Why do you hold your fate on a coin?" Cologne scorned, but silently watched. Perhaps he knew what he was doing, maybe his god worked like this? Complete faith in choice? (*)
He flipped the coin. Cologne held her breath as he caught the coin. "Sorry. Tails. See you later granny." Dante put the coin in his pocket, grabbed his things, and walked off. "How do you expect to catch up with him son of Sparda?" Cologne called out in the night's rain. "You will never catch up with him at this rate, not alone!" She hoped he would allow her to follow… Cologne would not allow Fate to shove her off the curb when she was needed. Dante smiled. "Sore wa himitsu desu granny."(1) He gathered his chi into one place and exploded, activating his Devil Trigger, and before the light dampened, he was gone, running as fast as the Quickheart could allow. (2)
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Hours past, the rain continued. The elder sat still, listening to the advice the tears of heaven offered freely. [Great-grandmother?] Cologne looked over her shoulder at the currently awake Shampoo. [Dante.. He left right?]
Cologne nodded in response.
Shampoo walked towards the door, her bonboris Cologne noted, where clasped tightly in her hands. [Child, where do you think you are going?] Cologne's voice sounded.
[I have to go after him.] Cologne raised her eyebrows but said nothing. Shampoo knew her response needed a reason, so the elder kept quiet and let the unprovoked truth come forth from the child...
No, not a child. Cologne realized, looking at Shampoo's bleached nuckles grasping the weapons' handles. She was no child now....
[Great-granddaughter,] The elder sighed slightly. [I have tried, but the hunter will not allow...]
[I was talking about the demon.]
Shampoo's grim face glowed as lightning struck in the distance. Cologne's eyes widened. [I see...] The elder rose from a lotus position. [In the morning , we will prepare. We have much to do.]
The lavender haired amazon looked at her ancestor. [You don't object?]
[Child... I am nearing my so called 'Golden Years'. This village will need a new protector. Our cousins in Vie Da Marli (3) have a new guardian, you shall be ours.] Cologne hobbled on her staff to her room. [Shampoo, the training will not be easy...] She called over her shoulder. [You will need your rest.]
Shampoo nodded in silence. [I would expect nothing less Great-grandmother.] She muttered. Something about that demon, that hell-spawn, scared her to death, yet angered her to no end. The fear was understandable, and was acceptable, even though Amazons are not supposed to show it. The anger... Was that a life had been changed against it's will... Shampoo clenched her eyes shut, the rain mixing with the sounds of her own tears.
That hell-spawn... Dante knew it was human.. So did Shampoo.
The demons would regret ever using a human against his or her will.
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Ranma rode on Dante's motorcycle with a grin on his face. Though he was defeated, he still lived. He had heard stories of others who had dared attack either of the two greatest and lose. Yet he lived! The hell spawn's eyes kept a constant watch on the slippery road ahead.
He got away, yeah, but survival often puts the mind in paranoia. The hell spawn rode into the empty streets of China, water paving the way for him. Looking at the tank he saw he had a full third left before Dante's wonder-ride needed refueling. Stray souls here and there would be along the road and stop, as if their hair stood on end when he came near.
He knew the stories of the Death Incarnate who stood against Satan of the 4th hell, his face would freeze them in their tracks, not to mention his touch alone would freeze every nerve in one's body.
Ranma was also intelligent of the fact that he was weaker than the Incarnate. He shouldn't arouse this fear, if this was what they felt.
Pathetic mortals.A curve. He thought of the battle he had escaped. His honor hurt to be sure, but he lived, great honor received from that. For what were the chances of fighting two great slayers, and LIVING! Hah!
Stupid granny, she should be home nitting stockings for her grand-children! And Dante... He should already be dead!
Ranma's grin slowly sobered though, as he remembered Dante's words. The look in his eyes... The actions... He acted like he had fought a hell spawn before. If so... Why did he look sad at fighting him?
He didn't need his pity!
Did that mean Dante had defeated other hell spawn before? If so. The other demons never mentioned it. Maybe that was because. Because Dante struck fear in even them?
Ranma's lips turned to a snarl. No one could approach a Devil! Why hadn't he known? The hell spawn was beginning to feel like the world was set up against him. The nerve of them sending him without proper information!
A bridge. Lightning struck in the distance as the wonder-ride started to slow. Ranma cursed and conceded to the laws of physics. He needed gas. The hell spawn picked out a lone gas station on the rise of a hill. No one would probably like to run into a hell spawn this time of night and say "Fill her up."
The hell spawn leaned forward, trying to get every inch he could out of the ride. "Come on... Come on you piece of trash..." The wonderous motorcycle that went through hell and back slowly came to a stop as it sputtered it's last fragments of life.
Ranma cursed his luck again. Another bolt of lighting glanced off the skies above. He reached into the backpack strapped on the side. Maybe a red head could get some gas where he couldn't. The hell spawn pulled out a red trench coat with bullet holes in it. He put it on and nearly choked because of the smell.
It reeked of demon blood.
Ranma walked up the hill, carrying the motorcycle in the crook of his arm. Lighting lanced across the sky again, a red headed girl continued the journey in the spawn's footsteps. This time carrying the bike in both arms.
Not looking any happier by the way.
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In Purgatory, Mars, the Incarnate of War, sat in his fortress. The Incarnate of Time, Chronus had just informed them of their current predicament.
Mars gripped the Red Sword tight. "Politics." He spat. One of the Devil Lords of hell wanted to lay claim over all and be named the new Satan. Guess who his new spokesman would be?
Chronus didn't say how the Hell Spawn would affect the world, Mars thought he himself wasn't so sure. The other Incarnations, Gaea of Nature, Thanatos of Death, and Niobe of Fate, had put in their two bits as to what he could be doing. As Incarnations, they of all things should be able to stop one monster, but when Gaea tried to get a lock on him, she lost him because she stated he generated too much Chaos.
Mars walked around his fortress, looking out of the windows into the realm of Purgatory where all the Incarnations lived. The Incarnations controlled certain parts of reality, Mars reflected. He himself controlled all wars. Thanatos controlled the placement of Death and travel to the afterlife, Chronus could manipulate time, Niobe could spin, measure, and determine life and it's followings, Gaea.... He wasn't quiet to sure on the limits of her power.
Yet even through all of this, the one stupid little hell spawn seemed to slip through their fingers! Mars's grip tightend around the weapon of his office, the Red Sword.
If the Red Sword had not been breakable, it would look worse than a paper clip at the moment. All that it would allow though, would be the creake of leather as his palms pressed even tighter against the handle.
Niobe could not find his thread of life, therefore could not end it or fix it. Chronus could not place himself near the being by magical use, and therefore could not effect it. Gaea could not even find him, so himself or Thanatos could not cause the things untimely demise...
Frustrated, Mars slammed the ultimate blade against a pillar wall, cutting a chunk of the marble out.
"Sir... If you wish to find the target, couldn't you search for it non-magically or perhaps do some reconnaissance sire?" His servant asked.
Mars looked at the soul. Servants in Purgatory were deceased souls selected to serve the Incarnations. "Yes.. That would be the rational thing to do." He muttered, grabbing the hilt of the sword he yanked it out of the marble. "Hmm... Could you turn on the T.V.? Perhaps we could pick up news in the mortal realm."
The soul smiled, "Of course sir."and left.
Sighing, Mars walked around the battlements once more. The servants were helping them, and was more than likely better than the alternative, from which he learned from Thanatos that was a mile load of papers to fill out. Mars wondered, what would these souls do if they could, about the Hell Spawn?
Be merciful maybe? Vengence? Mars sighed.
What would Musashi say about this in 'The Book of Five Rings'?
Pausing, Mars smiled as something clicked inside his head. Yes... Maybe ... Of course! That would work!
The Incarnation left in a hurry to the room where the book was kept. If the hell spawn was going to show, Mars would be more than ready to greet him!
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The senshi looked at the time gate, a monument of it's own that had stood for centuries, said to be blessed by Chronus himself. What in the world could she do? Her powers were limited, because while her magic was strong, it only effected the target at close range.
Being thousands of miles away on Pluto in a chapel was not to be considered close range in any world.
Setsuna a.k.a. Sailor Pluto was having a hard time tracking the hell spawn. There was little she could do from here and her knowledge of the thing was extrememly limited. Usually when other incidents arose, she would be forewarned by her future self of such events...
And she bet the hell spawn was the reason.
She walked towards the gate, reflecting on her options. Her magic couldn't affect the thing and Setsuna knew that for some reason she couldn't travel back in time, possibly some trap...
Sailor Pluto rubbed her forhead. While time traps were hard to produce, it would be perfectly capable for a Devil to produce one. And knowing the value of a hell spawn, he probably did take the procaution of placing one.
Knowing absolutely nothing on it from here, she could do little. Whatever it had done, it was disrupting all the magic that would either determin it's position, so choosing or guessing an exact spot would be out of the question.
Setsuna paced around.. would have to go to Earth and warn the others. Sometimes a good satellite dish does better than a magical time traveling door.
Pluto activated the time gate, struggling for a minute then held it open.
The time gate had been getting harder for her to control lately, she reflected. What a disruption the beast must have! Sailor Pluto walked off of her favored planet and onto a far warmer climate with an alterior wardrobe as well.
Reaching into her purse, Setsuna called up a few of her friends on her cell to talk about a big event that might be coming up, it was going to be a blast. "....Meet me at the shrine all right? And bring the others." Slapping her cell phone off, Setsuna set off in the direction she thought the Shrine was in.
And she got horribly lost. (4)
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Ranma was having the time of his life. After stealing gas, he blew up the station and kept going. He liked the way the fires lit up the sky. It reminded him of home.
Hours into the night, he stopped on a hill to look before him. Civilization. "Shit." He muttered. He had reached the end of China, and bordered a blue abyss. How in the world would he cross the ocean? The minute he came into view of those stupid lights he would be see--....
Getting off, Ranma smirked defiantly at the city of mortals. The hell spawn threw the red trench coat onto the motorcycle, leaving it as a sign of 'gratitude' that he was able to 'borrow' the property.
Personally, he wanted to blow the thing to smithereens, but this way, he could trick the hunter, knowing that he could probably pick up the scent. For once, he thanked the rain for soaking his scent into the piece of fabric.
Now what was the name of the technique again? Oh yes...
Ranma dropped into a horse stance.
The Umi-sen-ken-kai ... Living Sea of a Thousand Fists.... The original art was called the Umi-sen-ken, created by some human, and it was revised and improved by the demons (5). The original technique would take years for a human to gain up enough energy to pull it off perfectly.
The improved version, well... It was slightly more difficult for a human to attempt to pull it off. If a human tried to pull off this move, the would quite possibly explode or cease to have a material body.
The hell-spawn's eyes closed tightly, every muscle in his body burst to life as he pulled in every watt of energy possible into his body. The ground cracked an surrendered as a 'shield' of power, a vacuum of power really, pushed back all matter.
The improved version would not produce an area of emptiness, the fault of the original, but transformed the body of the person into energy, which would 'migrate' to the place and condense again into the body of the person. Two problems existed with this.
* 1: Beings with high spiritual energy could live through the technique and for only so long
*2: You could only go as fast as you were willing to push your soul to move. If your soul got tired, the technique would either fail or if pushed over the edge, fade out of existence.
Matter gave a bit, resulting in a small crater about a half a foot deep. Reaching his peak, Ranma's eyes snapped open, dispelling all his energy instantly and activating the Umi-sen-ken.
And blinked out of the material plane.
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(You didn't think that was the end of the chapter did you? ^_^)
"Hey Akane! Over here!"
Akane smiled at her friends outburst and moved towards their table. "What's up?" She put her botan down and eyed the girl. She wore her hair in a pony tail and wore one of her more manly suites today -insert Ukyo Kounji ^_^-. "Why are we sitting over here today? Hey Kagome, what's up?" Kagome had bright blue hair that looked like Akane's and wore her usual school uniform, being more obedient than some unsaid tomboys.
Ukyo smirked and Kagome just poked at her fish sticks, trying to either break them or try to determine just how much the cafeteria lunch ladies defrosted them. "Had to make room for the new freshmen sugar." She waved casually at a few of new kids getting their lunches.
"Oh yeah that's right. Sarayaski, Iwakomi, and Nio--whatever graduate early right?" Akane asked only half caring in the first place. She new her fish sticks where defrosted, she wated till they brought new ones in. And she was hungry.
Ukyo sighed. "It's Niokarwa. They were on that no summer vacation schedule."
"Scary."
"Yeah."
Akane sighed. "So, what's up."
Kagome stopped messing with her fish sticks now. "Well, not much. Haven't been able to get much sleep lately." Ukyo smirked. "What?" Kagome asked, looking at Ukyo's face.
"You need to stop messing with that guy of yours so much." Ukyo said matter-of-factly. "It's inappropriate for a young woman your age to miss so much school." Akane bit her lip trying not to laugh at the scene, Kagome was now blushing beat red.
Well, she at least let out a little giggle.
"W-what?" Kagome turned up her chin slightly. "I have no idea who you are talking about."
Now it was Akane's turn to but in. "Oh yeah?" She caught Kagome's eyes peering at her, and Akane noticed Kagome was fighting to keep a blush down. "What about your little day dream in class? 'Oh Inuyasha! Oh Inuyasha my love!'"
Kagome cried out defiantly, a blush turning even brighter. "I never said that!"
"But you were thinking it." Ukyo smirked with a gleam in your eye. "So who is he? Huh? Going to give us the scoop or what?" Kagome glared at Ukyo.
Akane giggled at her friends. This was their junior year in Furinkan high. Last year she met Ukyo who had a previous engagement with Genma. After that little feud was settled, Kasumi decided the best way to join the family was to be adopted. Honor is honor, besides, her father would have disowned her for not killing Genma.
'Thank you Kasumi-neesan,' Akane silently thanked.
Kagome, who also was engaged to Genma's son... Well, she was a cousin of hers so that engagement was annulled and Genma was 602 yen (sales tax on sake) down the drain. She had a certain habit of disappearing for a few days, maybe weeks, and return happy. Of course, Ukyo would jump on the idea of her getting a boyfriend.
At least he wasn't from Nerima. Guys around here... Were more than a little perverted.
"--tell me tell me tell me tell me!"
"NO!"
"Fine! Time for the Kounji/Tendo Special Tactic!" Akane's eyes went wide. Oh yeah, she knew the technique. Nabiki and Ukyo used it aaaaaall too often. "Embarrassing Truth!"
Kagome looked puzzled.
"Oh Inuyasha, my love, my sweet. Oh *kissing sounds* I LOVE you my sweet Inuyasha honey-" Ukyo grabbed a mike and jumped up on the table. "Oh my dear sweet Inuyasha! I can't stay awake in class, your handsome face and charm!"
Akane held back a smile and whispered in Kagome's ear, who was holding her head down between her arms, trying to avoid showing her embarrassment. "She's starting to sound like Kuno!"
Kagome laughed.
"Oh Inuyasha! I am embarrassed! Your gorgeous eyes, bold stout chest! My heart quivers under your most ma- ACK!"
"GIVE ME THAT MICROPHONE!"
"AH! Inuyasha dearest! Save me! AAAAAaa"
Kagome had pushed Ukyo off the table and those two were struggling to get the microphone before the other one."Uuuh.. Is this seat taken?" Akane looked to the speaker.
She smiled back after looking at the two brawlers on the ground. "Nah, take a seat. Your a freshman right?" Akane asked. She remembered her first year. Kuno.. Akane shivered. Thank God he graduated.
"Yeah from Sarayaski. I'm Keiko." The girl had short chestnut brown hair and wore a blue uniform instead of the issued. "Um.. This happen all the time?" She gestured towards those two.
Akane giggled. "Not all the time, but seeing as Kagome got back from one of her 'trips' and hasn't left yet, Ukyo is having the time of her life."
"Which one's which?" Keiko laughed.
"Ukyo is the one who currently has the microphone and Kagome is the one with her hands around her throat."
"Ah",
--Background noises--
"OH INUYASHA! MY PERILOUS LOVE! HELP ME! ACK!"
"SHUT UP!"
"The path of love is fraught with peril!"
"I'LL SHOW YOU PERIL!"
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Keiko took a small brake looked at the cafeteria food. "Egh.This all they have? Frozen fishsticks?"
"Yeah, that's why alot of people bring their lunches." Akane gestured to her botan. "So, tell me about yourself." She spun on the seat to face the freshman. Akane smiled at her. "I suppose I should go first right? I'm Akane Tendo, and my pop runs a dojo......
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Ryoga closed the heavy cover to the book. He had found the information he had been looking for. "Thank you Tsunami." He stood and bowed before the goddess. "This information would help me alot." The guardian-angel smiled.
Tsunami waved it off. "Don't worry about it. Nobody since Washuu has bothered to peek there head much in here." She walked around the library. "So what exactly were you looking for?" The goddess of life started to peer over the 10,000 page book.
The guardian angel waved his finger. "Sore wa himitsu desu Tsunami." He smirked. The guardian angel was now fully prepared for his journey. All he could grasp that would fit him at the moment was the cloak and hood his mentor gave him, and besides that he wore a light plate with gauntlet and bracers, all covered with the ties of his bandannas.
"You know I could find out anyway right?" Tsunami, Goddess of Life, First Class Unlimited was toying around with her friend. She had known him when he was taken in, and had been his friend.
A very good friend would be very very angry if the hell spawn managed to hurt the guardian angel.
Ryoga mock pouted. "You're no fun Tsunami." He laughed with the goddess and pushed the book her way. "Take a look-see."
"The Book of Life?"
"Yep."
"Ah.. Know thy enemy." The goddess checked off one of Sun Tzu's wisdom's. "I see you're pretty rattled about the hell spawn." She rarely got a chance to talk to Ryoga lately.. Everything seemed to happen so fast...
Ryoga sat down on the edge of the table. "That obvious huh?" Tsunami nodded with a smile on her face. "Well any way. I need to talk to Urd and see if I could get some record or something because this could take a while." Ryoga picked up the book, as unwieldy as it was, and put it back on the shelf. "After that I need to get a place and a job, then that would be all." The guardian angle sneezed from the dust sent aloft.
Tsunami nodded. "So what exactly are you thinking of doing?"
"I'm going to be a monk, that way any holy energy generated would be somewhat explainable."
:"Ah."
"Just have to find a shrine who's inhabitants wouldn't freak out so easily." Ryoga replied.
Something in Tsunami's mind clicked. Not one of those 'I got a bright idea!' clicks, more like 'Hehehe.. I got a bright idea!' Even Tsunami was allowed to have some fun every now and then ne?
"Why don't you stay with Tenchi?" The goddess smiled innocently. "Sasami is there, so I would be at least partly there right? Besides you would get to talk to Washuu." She edged him on slightly, considering how funny it would be if Ryoko knew she was sharing the roof with an angel.
Ryoga raised an eyebrow at the goddess. "You... Sure?"
"Of course!"
"Well, if I wouldn't intrude..."
"Nonsense." Tsunami batted her hand at the notion.
Ryoga bowed with a smile on his face. "Thank you for your gratitude." He pulled the hood over his head. "I suppose that means I need to go see Urd right?"
The goddess walked up to him." Aw, your welcome Ryoga-san." Tsunami gave Ryoga a hug. "Don't fret, Kami-sama wouldn't have put you on the job if he didn't know you could do it." The goddess broke off and smiled. "Later." She disappeared.
A blush rose on Ryoga' cheeks, barely recognizable from under the hood. "A-a-a-griato Ts-suanmi-san." There he continued to stand for a little while.
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(This is the last one, I promise ^_^)
Cologne took a sip of her tea. "Mm.. Hokage, you always put too much spice in your tea." She coughed. "I'm an old lady, I can't take this hot stuff anymore." She coughed out and smiled. Cologne sat in front of an elderly looking man with a black diamond shaped hat with the symbol 'fire' (6) on it, he wore a strange cloak covering a black uniform underneath.
The Third Hokage smiled at his old friend. "Nonsense." Hokage said with a twinkle in his eye. "Your as old as I am." Hokage was actually a title for the headmaster of the Fireshadow of all ninja. Yet when this title is taken, usually the person drops his name, or it is forgotten.
Cologne had traveled that night after Shampoo had went to sleep to 'The Village Hidden in the Leaves', easier said Kirigakure, to see her 'old' friend for a certain something.
"You haven't changed." Cologne smirked and put down her tea, switching to business. "I.. need your help."
Hokage stared at her, if the Amazons couldn't do something, it had to be something pretty serious. Especially if Cologne couldn't do it herself. "What is it? I will send you my best ninjas for whatever--"
Cologne raised her hand to interrupt. "That would be appreciated.. But no. No doubt you have heard rumors of the hell spawn?" Hokage nodded slowly.
"Sometimes I feel like these woods are as old as I am." He smiled slightly. "Yes... I know of the new one... Tomorrow a council of JoNIN, my elite, are planning to track it and steer it away from towns." Hokage gazed into the elder's eyes. "Is it stronger than I expected?"
Cologne shook her head. "No, not yet... But my great-granddaughter wishes to find it and possibly kill it. Young people are so impulsive these days..." The elder sighed. "I would like to hire a small group of inexperienced ninja's to help her on her way."
Putting his cup down, Hokage looked at her strangely. "Are you sure? I could easily round up my best to guard her."
"No.. She should learn on her own. My great-granddaughter, Shampoo, is to take my place someday as the village's protector." Cologne folded her arms. "I've been looking into it, and your advanced are too cautious, your journeyman ninja are too anxious, and your junior are inexperienced"
Hokage smirked. "'I thought I saw Joketzu on some of the listings." He thought to himself.
"Yes yes yes... . I also know about the Spirit Fox." Hokage lifted an eyebrow at her. "Yes... I know he would benefit from this as well. You know that soon he will remember his powers, or at least be able to tap into them," Cologne held her head down, as though she were sleepy, but Hokage knew alot better.. "He would be one of the best to protect her and detect the hell spawn.
Hokage took another look at Cologne. "You are dealing with this too lightly Cologne."
"I will be traveling with them Hokage.." She responded, opening her eyelids slightly. "And I also know that you happen to have Master Kakashi heading that very... same... team."
"You always were a hard negotiator...." Hokage smirked and picked up his cup, warming it up slightly with his chi. "They will be there by sun rise."
Cologne rose up and bowed respectfully. "Thank you Hokage." And left po-going on her staff.
The ninja master sipped his tea quietly. "I don't know what she was thinking, my tea tastes just fine." He continued to drink in silence
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Thank you for reading it. Please review!
(1)= "It is a secret!"
(2)= One of Dante's abilities is to turn into a Devil, and by using a pendant he can customize, he can give his other form certain abilities. Quickheart =very very fast.
(3)= Vie Da Marli is where Lucile is from in Devil May Cry 2, so I was just using that to compare to seeing as she is a defender, raised by her 'mother' to fight demons. I was just thinking that maybe the ones before her were all female as well.
(4)= If you notice, Setsuna never walks anywhere outside of battle, because she always teleports there. So maybe she never went there on foot and doesn't know regular directions? ^_^
(5)= I know that it doesn't go with Japanese gramar, but please bear with me.
(6)= I can't read Kanji, so I'm just guessing! Also, I haven't seen the anime, so I've only seen black and white pictures of the Hokage, and can't give a very good discription.
(*)= Dante's coin is two sided!
Uh.. I'm sorry if I gave the wrong discription or didn't give enough, I haven't been able to study alot of these because of lack of cable, so mainly I got black and white pictures or alot of General Information Sites ^_^
I promise that I'll focus more on Ranma than all these other series, but better to let you know they are involved somewhat now than just have them pop up for no perticular reason.
I don't know alot about Tenchi or Oh My Goddess, but besides that, I'll try to make this the best fic. I can. I can only do that with your help, either by reviews or if you would like to be a pre-reader (i finally updated my e-mail address by the way), please let me know. ^_^
