Disclaimer: I don't own any characters from Shaman King. Anyone that's not on the cartoon is mine so Kentaro, Lady Kite, and Tami Koyoshima are mine! Thank you everyone that reviewed so far, and flames are still accepted.
Like expected, here is the Shaman Fight. Don't expect it to be great. Fight scenes aren't my specialty.
~~SHAMAN FIGHT~~
Manta pushed his way through the crowd that was forming around his best (living) friend and the Itako/fighting shaman that also had a samurai ghost. He looked from both Tami to Yoh. Yoh looked wary. Amidamaru looked the same. Both Tami and Kentaro looked too comfortable to be in a serious Shaman Fight.
"Yoh Asakura, choose your weapon," Tami said, gesturing to the wall behind a group of people.
Yoh turned and saw a wall display with swords, katanas, daggers, Kwan daos and many other weapons. He looked from one to another. He had never seen so many weapons in one place before.
"My Daddy likes collecting weapons so much that he got about four of each. I got the extra ones." Tami waved him on. "Go on, choose, we can't let you stand here all day staring at my collection!" She sighed. "Choose two swords. Since both of our shamans are skilled with both two and one sword, we'll start with a two sword duel."
"Amidamaru, which ones do you want?" Yoh muttered to his ghost.
"One that is not too light or too heavy."
Yoh reached for a pair that was gold. He grabbed randomly, not caring.
"Lord, please, not one that is to ornate. I am not used to such finery," Amidamaru said with a frown.
"Fine. This good?" Yoh held up two swords that looked old with gold tassels tied to the end.
"Yes, Lord Yoh, that will do fine."
"You sure? They look a little out of date," Yoh murmured doubtfully.
"It matters not of the age of the sword! It matters of the craftsmanship. It is in perfect condition," Amidamaru assured him.
"All right. I trust your judgment." Yoh turned, holding one sword in each hand.
Tami laughed. "You could choose any of the swords and you chose that old thing?" She pulled a strand of blonde hair from her pretty face and shrugged. "It's your funeral, as the clichéd expression goes." She went to the wall and took the gold ones Yoh almost took. "As for me, I prefer style as well as speed and power."
"Yeah, that just shows that you're like any other girl," Yoh said.
Tami held up her hand. "Kentaro, INTEGRATE!" she ordered. Kentaro swirled into a ball of spirit flame and appeared in her palm. She pressed the flame to her heart, doubling over as it pushed into her soul to share her body. She stood straight and looked at Yoh with the slightly glazed over expression on her face from sharing a soul with a ghost. "You aren't going to fight like that, are you, Yoh? Integrate, now!"
Yoh integrated with Amidamaru at an astonishing rate, almost going as fast as Tami. It was from Anna's training. He held his two swords and looked at Tami. "Ladies first, then."
"You shouldn't be so polite!" Tami said with a false giggle. "But I'll go, since you asked so nicely."
Tami walked towards him, almost too slowly. She held the swords out by her side, grinning. Her steps were light and graceful like a dancer's.
Yoh frowned and backed away. Lord Yoh, I don't like the way she is acting, Amidamaru said from within his head. I don't either. I don't think this is something Kentaro would do. This looks too girly, Yoh agreed.
Tami suddenly spun toward him, her swords spinning around her like a twister of flashing metal.
Yoh dodged the blows and blocked them when it was necessary.
"YOH!" Manta yelled. "AMIDAMARU! DON'T GO EASY ON HER JUST BECAUSE SHE'S A GIRL! GO FOR IT! REMEMBER THAT YOU NEED TO SAVE ANNA!"
Yoh remembered Anna and lunged towards Tami. Both swords slapped Tami's out of the way and went directly to her heart. Tami reversed the momentum of her swords and blocked Yoh's swords out of the way.
"Ooh, almost got me, Asakura. You're not half bad. Of course since Amidamaru's there to watch you, it's expected," Tami said. She leaped backwards and held both swords over her shoulder behind her.
Dammit! What's she doing now? Yoh thought and fell silently to his fighting stance.
Tami threw both swords at him like a javelin and sped out of sight, moving so fast that she was barely seen. Yoh moved, ready to the block the swords that were flying in easy reach. Just as Yoh moved to block it, something held him in place. He couldn't move!
What happened! I am unable to move! Amidamaru exclaimed.
Manta looked over and saw Tami standing casually at a distance, holding her gold rosary bead in front of her. Her eyes were glowing strangely. "She did this to him! I can't help Yoh!" Manta said, dancing around desperately trying to think of something.
"I can be of service, young lord," Lady Kite said from behind him.
"Huh? You can?" Manta asked. "How?"
"You must integrate with me to be able to do so. I cannot do it as a ghost."
"O-okay." Manta never integrated without Yoh to help him and direct. He calmed his nerves and did as Yoh demonstrated. "INTEGRATE!" he said, focusing Kite being part of him. He watched with nervous pride as he watched Kite turn into a spirit flame. He integrated slowly, but he had only just learned this. He held his hands up, guided by Kite and pushed Tami into the tables of food with her telekinetic powers.
Yoh was able to move! He sliced his swords downward on the swords, breaking them. See, Lord Yoh? The swords that are less ornate are better because the craftsman spends time on perfecting it rather than adorning it with flashy nonsense! Now, where is this witch?
Tami pushed herself up, growling. "How did you get me?! I froze your spirit!" She stood up and moved quickly, getting another pair of swords. "I don't know how you did it, Yoh, but you're still going down!" She went towards him, moving the sword in a blur to double as a shield and attack. One of Yoh's swords was knocked out of his hands. With the other one, Yoh pushed it into the blur, stopping it. His sword was stuck in Tami's two crossed swords. He twisted it quickly and suddenly, snapping Tami's blades.
"You must have got some cheap swords!" Yoh said. "What's the use of growing into a rich family and getting cheap shit?"
"How dare you insult me?" Tami pulled her rosary beads out and held it up. She swung it back and forth, letting the beads bounce off one another, clinking in a tiny metallic sound. It was hypnotic. "Escape from the soul separation, Yoh. Can you do that? I didn't want to do this to you, but you leave me no choice."
"Do something, Yoh!" Manta screamed.
Tami glanced at him. "What can you do?" She summoned the spirits of murderers and integrated them with the younger shamans, all with a swing of her rosary beads. It seemed too easy to be real. They grabbed daggers and held Manta in a headlock and bound his hands and legs. "Do anything and Yoh will be much like Anna. Do you want that?" She smirked. "As if you could do anything." She fell into a trance, swinging the beads, slowly gaining a hypnotic momentum.
Clink. Clink. Clink. Clink.
"Don't be so mad, Yoh. You'll see Anna soon enough. Sadly you won't see her psychically."
