(...) my thoughts
bleh kuwabara's
I'd like to thank everyone for reviewing and feedback on what the hell I should do with this story. Let's all hope I don't make this one suck like my other ones that weren't finished properly.
Chapter 3: Down The Rabbit Hole That Is My Brain
"How the freaking hell do I get myself into these crazy situations?" Kuwabara asked himself. Currently, he is in a dark forest surrounded by red eyes. (You know in Snow White when she runs into the forest and her imagination takes over and everything looks evil? Well, this something like that) Thinking he heard a growl/shriek, Kuwabara drew his spirit sword and got into a fighting stance.
"Come out and fight, you cowards!" He shouted. Preparing for the worst, Kuwabara put on his best glare. The anticipation was killing him. Sweat rolling down his back and muscles tensing, he was ready for action. Then the growl/shriek came to Kuwabara in the form of a little chipmunk. Feeling a bit awkward, Kuwabara withdrew his sword and walked away muttering obscenities about creepy forests and sneaky animals.
Mean while in a small coastal village just outside the forest, people were running around frantically gathering their belongings to get out of the way of the incoming typhoon. A little girl of 3 years old stood in the middle of it all, waiting to be picked up and taken to safety. She began to cry when she realized no one was going to pick her up. And the typhoon was almost upon them.
Kuwabara heard the screaming and hurriedly ran towards it. He grabbed the first person closest to him and asked what was going on. "A typhoon is coming! Let go of me!" they cried. Kuwabara ran through the village looking for anyone who needed help getting away.
Then he saw the little girl in the middle of the village crying. He ran, scooped her up and headed back into the forest with the rest of the villagers. He followed them into a cave where it was assumed that it was their hiding place for when the storm passed over. When the cave was lit with candles and lanterns, Kuwabara took up the task in finding the girl's parents.
"Alright, everyone listen up! Is any parent, missing a 3 yr old girl?" He asked loudly to the crowd. No one answered him, just an old man who informed him that the girl was orphaned a couple months ago.
And no one will take her into their family as their own, Kuwabara thought ruefully. "If that's all, I'll take her with me when it's safe to leave." He announced.
With that said, he sat down and took a blanket out of his knapsack and wrapped the girl in it.
"This could be awhile, kid. So get some sleep, okay?" he said. She nodded, gave a toothy grin and hopped into his lap to find a comfortable position to sleep. Kuwabara smiled and put his arms around her so she wouldn't fall away and rested his eyes.
One of the villagers was getting pretty ansty for food and decided to go through the red-haired stranger's sack. Just as he was opening it, he felt a spear of heat under his neck. He looked up and saw the stranger looking at him coldly with some sort of heat coming from his hand. He backed away and went back to his original space.
"Haven't even been here for an hour and these people are already savages." Kuwabara muttered to himself. Then he went back to sleep, his guard up full time to sense any breaches into his space.
I'd like to thank everyone for reviewing and feedback on what the hell I should do with this story. Let's all hope I don't make this one suck like my other ones that weren't finished properly.
Chapter 3: Down The Rabbit Hole That Is My Brain
"How the freaking hell do I get myself into these crazy situations?" Kuwabara asked himself. Currently, he is in a dark forest surrounded by red eyes. (You know in Snow White when she runs into the forest and her imagination takes over and everything looks evil? Well, this something like that) Thinking he heard a growl/shriek, Kuwabara drew his spirit sword and got into a fighting stance.
"Come out and fight, you cowards!" He shouted. Preparing for the worst, Kuwabara put on his best glare. The anticipation was killing him. Sweat rolling down his back and muscles tensing, he was ready for action. Then the growl/shriek came to Kuwabara in the form of a little chipmunk. Feeling a bit awkward, Kuwabara withdrew his sword and walked away muttering obscenities about creepy forests and sneaky animals.
Mean while in a small coastal village just outside the forest, people were running around frantically gathering their belongings to get out of the way of the incoming typhoon. A little girl of 3 years old stood in the middle of it all, waiting to be picked up and taken to safety. She began to cry when she realized no one was going to pick her up. And the typhoon was almost upon them.
Kuwabara heard the screaming and hurriedly ran towards it. He grabbed the first person closest to him and asked what was going on. "A typhoon is coming! Let go of me!" they cried. Kuwabara ran through the village looking for anyone who needed help getting away.
Then he saw the little girl in the middle of the village crying. He ran, scooped her up and headed back into the forest with the rest of the villagers. He followed them into a cave where it was assumed that it was their hiding place for when the storm passed over. When the cave was lit with candles and lanterns, Kuwabara took up the task in finding the girl's parents.
"Alright, everyone listen up! Is any parent, missing a 3 yr old girl?" He asked loudly to the crowd. No one answered him, just an old man who informed him that the girl was orphaned a couple months ago.
And no one will take her into their family as their own, Kuwabara thought ruefully. "If that's all, I'll take her with me when it's safe to leave." He announced.
With that said, he sat down and took a blanket out of his knapsack and wrapped the girl in it.
"This could be awhile, kid. So get some sleep, okay?" he said. She nodded, gave a toothy grin and hopped into his lap to find a comfortable position to sleep. Kuwabara smiled and put his arms around her so she wouldn't fall away and rested his eyes.
One of the villagers was getting pretty ansty for food and decided to go through the red-haired stranger's sack. Just as he was opening it, he felt a spear of heat under his neck. He looked up and saw the stranger looking at him coldly with some sort of heat coming from his hand. He backed away and went back to his original space.
"Haven't even been here for an hour and these people are already savages." Kuwabara muttered to himself. Then he went back to sleep, his guard up full time to sense any breaches into his space.