Hey, guys. this is my first fanfic on fanfiction.net, so tell me if I'm doing anything wrong. I'm used to mediaminer, but i think it's time for a change. at least I remember my password for fanfiction.net. I have to keep looking back at the welcome email from m.m, just to know my password. Oi.
Alrightie. This is an AU, so off course, some characters are OOC. Actually, I've only read like one chapter of Shaman King, and seen two episodes. After reading this, could you review and tell me about a few of the characters before I put them in here? Thank ye kindly.
Oh yeah. Me no own Shaman King, but I kidnap Horo Horo! He in closet right now! I go after Yoh next! ~_^_~_^_~_^_~_^_~_^
Manta looked up from the horror book he was reading. He found himself in front of a cemetery, with a lone tree in the middle. The midget squinted. Was that a person leaning against the tree?
As if on cue, the figure stood up. "Hey," came a masculine voice. In the moonlight, Manta got a good look at the speaker. He was wearing a shirt that exposed all of his chest and stomach, a strange necklace, and had brown hair and eyes. Some orange headphones were perched on his head.
"What are you doing in a cemetery?" Manta asked. The horror book was making him jittery. But he also felt true fear, slightly. As if his instincts told him to steer clear of this boy.
"Just hanging. Wanna hang with me?" The boy asked. Manta tried to find the words to tell this boy to bug off, and stop hanging in cemeteries, but his voice was lost. He felt himself nodding despite himself. The boy smiled slyly. "Cool. Come on up."
"But it's a cemetery!" Manta said, finally finding his voice. "You can't just lounge where people are buried!"
"Come on, it's not like some zombies are gonna pop out and attack us for sitting above them. Zombies are the least of your worries."
Manta searched his brain for another argument, but before he could think of one, he found himself standing next to the boy. Whoa, was his body acting without it's brain today?
"Whatcha reading?" The boy said, taking Manta's book from his hands. He opened a page and read it aloud. "'Demons come in two forms, ones that look like some manner of beasts, or those that resemble humans. The ones that look like beasts don't appear often, and live in special places of the world. They do not attack humans unless the victim strays onto it's territory. Demons that resemble humans are much more dangerous. They can hide their true forms easily, and mingle with humans. They are merciless predators, killing anyone they please. Their true forms are only slightly different from humans; large fangs that will not fit in the mouth, claws, and maybe some eye variation. But generally, they stick to their human form.'" The boy chuckled, leaning back against the tree. "Man, it would be cool to have claws and fangs. You could go right up to somebody and say 'Grr, I'm a demon,' and they'll either run and scream in fright or tell you to quit playing games and go do your homework."
Manta had to smile. Maybe this boy wasn't so evil. "I think that as a demon, one should try not to bestow fear on someone."
"Like leading them into a false sense of security?"
"No, more like trying to become a human's friend. I mean, they don't need to kill, do they?"
"I don't think that's too accurate," The boy said, winding up for a lecture. "Don't you think demons would be accepted if they didn't devour humans? It's probably a life or death thing; demons need to eat human flesh to survive."
"That's what hamburger's are for."
"I said human flesh, not cow meat." The boy looked as if he was considering something. "But I guess it wouldn't hurt to eat some other form of meat."
Manta stared at the boy. He was actually pretty cool, kind of understanding in a way. More in tune to nature and the human brain. Thoughtful, yeah, that was the word. Manta took the book back. "But wait. It says here that 'while demons can live off of other meats, they find the most pleasure in humans."
"I get it," the boy said. "It's like a favorite meat, passed down from ancestors. Eventually, every demon became gourmets."
"That makes sense."
"Yeah. But how do you identify a demon?"
"Well, it said that they are impossible to determine from a real human. I guess if you get caught by one, you're just an unlucky fool."
"Heh, I guess so."
Manta glanced at the boy. He actually had a lot of interest in demons. Maybe... maybe he was a demon exterminator! Manta had read a lot about them. They hunted demons, and killed them. Most had to be priests or priestesses, though. And spiritual powers weren't something that could be taught, you had to born with them. Manta almost squealed with glee. A real priest or monk right next to him!
The boy noticed Manta's strangely gleeful expression. "Hey, dude, are you alright?"
"Oh, yeah. I'm fine!" He sounded too happy for the boy's liking. "What's your name, anyway?"
"Asukara. Yoh Asukara. (A/N:Did I spell that right? If not, please bare with me.)
"I'm Manta! Nice to meet you!" The midget extended his hand, and Yoh took it slowly. To much trust. What could the little one be thinking?
"It's actually not all that nice, Manta."
The little person looked up at Yoh with confusion written all over his face. "Why not?"
Ah, he was just so trusting! Yoh didn't know if he could tell Manta the truth. Yoh mentally shook his head. A moment of weakness was all an opponent needed to take the advantage in a battle.
"Yo, Yoh (A/n: I've always wanted to say that! "Yo, Yoh!"), are you alright? Why isn't it nice for me to meet you?"
"Ah, it's not that simple."
"Just tell me!"
"I'm a demon, okay?"
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Sorry, that was a really bad ended. But never fear! Yoh is a good person... sort of... in the way I thought out my story. Anna does make an appearance, yet she's out of character, big time! I mean, she's still cold and everything, but she doesn't act like herself, if that makes any sense. (If it does, please tell me, cause I have no idea what it means)
Horo: Are you gonna get me in this story? Akina: Ack! How did you get out of your bounds? Horo: I'm the magnificent Horo Horo! I can do anything! Akina: Quick, hide, I don't want the cops to see you, they'll take you away from me! Horo: Good, I can loose this idiot. Akina: Who are you calling an idiot?!?!? *pulled out double katana's, along with throwing knifes and tons of explosives* Horo: *gulp* Alright, I'll go back to the closet now... *runs off* Akina: Yeah, that's what I thought! Heheh, the only way to keep a man is by force, and pure intimidation! Please review, or I'll come after you like I did Horo Horo. Trust me, I know where you live...
Alrightie. This is an AU, so off course, some characters are OOC. Actually, I've only read like one chapter of Shaman King, and seen two episodes. After reading this, could you review and tell me about a few of the characters before I put them in here? Thank ye kindly.
Oh yeah. Me no own Shaman King, but I kidnap Horo Horo! He in closet right now! I go after Yoh next! ~_^_~_^_~_^_~_^_~_^
Manta looked up from the horror book he was reading. He found himself in front of a cemetery, with a lone tree in the middle. The midget squinted. Was that a person leaning against the tree?
As if on cue, the figure stood up. "Hey," came a masculine voice. In the moonlight, Manta got a good look at the speaker. He was wearing a shirt that exposed all of his chest and stomach, a strange necklace, and had brown hair and eyes. Some orange headphones were perched on his head.
"What are you doing in a cemetery?" Manta asked. The horror book was making him jittery. But he also felt true fear, slightly. As if his instincts told him to steer clear of this boy.
"Just hanging. Wanna hang with me?" The boy asked. Manta tried to find the words to tell this boy to bug off, and stop hanging in cemeteries, but his voice was lost. He felt himself nodding despite himself. The boy smiled slyly. "Cool. Come on up."
"But it's a cemetery!" Manta said, finally finding his voice. "You can't just lounge where people are buried!"
"Come on, it's not like some zombies are gonna pop out and attack us for sitting above them. Zombies are the least of your worries."
Manta searched his brain for another argument, but before he could think of one, he found himself standing next to the boy. Whoa, was his body acting without it's brain today?
"Whatcha reading?" The boy said, taking Manta's book from his hands. He opened a page and read it aloud. "'Demons come in two forms, ones that look like some manner of beasts, or those that resemble humans. The ones that look like beasts don't appear often, and live in special places of the world. They do not attack humans unless the victim strays onto it's territory. Demons that resemble humans are much more dangerous. They can hide their true forms easily, and mingle with humans. They are merciless predators, killing anyone they please. Their true forms are only slightly different from humans; large fangs that will not fit in the mouth, claws, and maybe some eye variation. But generally, they stick to their human form.'" The boy chuckled, leaning back against the tree. "Man, it would be cool to have claws and fangs. You could go right up to somebody and say 'Grr, I'm a demon,' and they'll either run and scream in fright or tell you to quit playing games and go do your homework."
Manta had to smile. Maybe this boy wasn't so evil. "I think that as a demon, one should try not to bestow fear on someone."
"Like leading them into a false sense of security?"
"No, more like trying to become a human's friend. I mean, they don't need to kill, do they?"
"I don't think that's too accurate," The boy said, winding up for a lecture. "Don't you think demons would be accepted if they didn't devour humans? It's probably a life or death thing; demons need to eat human flesh to survive."
"That's what hamburger's are for."
"I said human flesh, not cow meat." The boy looked as if he was considering something. "But I guess it wouldn't hurt to eat some other form of meat."
Manta stared at the boy. He was actually pretty cool, kind of understanding in a way. More in tune to nature and the human brain. Thoughtful, yeah, that was the word. Manta took the book back. "But wait. It says here that 'while demons can live off of other meats, they find the most pleasure in humans."
"I get it," the boy said. "It's like a favorite meat, passed down from ancestors. Eventually, every demon became gourmets."
"That makes sense."
"Yeah. But how do you identify a demon?"
"Well, it said that they are impossible to determine from a real human. I guess if you get caught by one, you're just an unlucky fool."
"Heh, I guess so."
Manta glanced at the boy. He actually had a lot of interest in demons. Maybe... maybe he was a demon exterminator! Manta had read a lot about them. They hunted demons, and killed them. Most had to be priests or priestesses, though. And spiritual powers weren't something that could be taught, you had to born with them. Manta almost squealed with glee. A real priest or monk right next to him!
The boy noticed Manta's strangely gleeful expression. "Hey, dude, are you alright?"
"Oh, yeah. I'm fine!" He sounded too happy for the boy's liking. "What's your name, anyway?"
"Asukara. Yoh Asukara. (A/N:Did I spell that right? If not, please bare with me.)
"I'm Manta! Nice to meet you!" The midget extended his hand, and Yoh took it slowly. To much trust. What could the little one be thinking?
"It's actually not all that nice, Manta."
The little person looked up at Yoh with confusion written all over his face. "Why not?"
Ah, he was just so trusting! Yoh didn't know if he could tell Manta the truth. Yoh mentally shook his head. A moment of weakness was all an opponent needed to take the advantage in a battle.
"Yo, Yoh (A/n: I've always wanted to say that! "Yo, Yoh!"), are you alright? Why isn't it nice for me to meet you?"
"Ah, it's not that simple."
"Just tell me!"
"I'm a demon, okay?"
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Sorry, that was a really bad ended. But never fear! Yoh is a good person... sort of... in the way I thought out my story. Anna does make an appearance, yet she's out of character, big time! I mean, she's still cold and everything, but she doesn't act like herself, if that makes any sense. (If it does, please tell me, cause I have no idea what it means)
Horo: Are you gonna get me in this story? Akina: Ack! How did you get out of your bounds? Horo: I'm the magnificent Horo Horo! I can do anything! Akina: Quick, hide, I don't want the cops to see you, they'll take you away from me! Horo: Good, I can loose this idiot. Akina: Who are you calling an idiot?!?!? *pulled out double katana's, along with throwing knifes and tons of explosives* Horo: *gulp* Alright, I'll go back to the closet now... *runs off* Akina: Yeah, that's what I thought! Heheh, the only way to keep a man is by force, and pure intimidation! Please review, or I'll come after you like I did Horo Horo. Trust me, I know where you live...
