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Choose the Right One:
Chapter 1: What Kind of Promise Was That?
A boy is playing with a brown haired girl in a sand box. Gradually yellow sand is piled together into a miniature castle. The win worn it's edges away as it took shaped between the constant molding hands of the two children. "Do you know that people say." The girl sneaks closer to the boy.
Absorbed in his creation the boy only gave the girl a passing glance, but beneath he began to blush as his friend leans closer. The girl giggles at his shyness. "That if two people get into Tokyo University together, they will live happily ever after."
The boy's head shot up. "Really?" They looked at one and other cheeks aflame, unsure how to react from that point.
The girl lowers her eyes briefly then sum up her courage. She leans toward the boy, looking straight into his eyes. "When we grow up let's go to Tokyo University together, ok?"
"Okay." The boy's face lights up. "Then we will be together forever!" Spring blossom drifts down on cotton soft breezes as the girl gave the surprised boy a feather light kiss. Self-conscious of her show of affection the girl quickly ran off the sand box to as the boy sat in daze from his first kiss.
No one saw that the sand box was enveloped momentary by a pillar of darkness. No one except the girl notice that Keitaro have suddenly vanished.
The warm glow of spring suddenly vanishes as the boy's world plunged into darkness. "What happened? Nachan? Muchan? Mochan? Where is everybody?"
"Fu fu fu fu." The 5-year-old Keitaro whirls to face the source of laughter.
"Are you guys played a joke on me again? Quit it, or I will tell Granny! It's not funny, and I am not joking around. Now-now show yourself!" He took a step back in the dark space.
His heel catches and sends him careening onto the dank bedrock. From the darkness light burst forth, as if and angel had descended. Witnessing in wonder the boy asked breathlessly. "Are you an angel?" He shields his eyes to see the face of a beautiful swordswoman appear. "Can you help me please?!" Tears stream down his face as the beautiful women stride forward toward him. Her head nock to one side as she was considering his plea. Then with one graceful motion she unsheathes her sword. Her face became a hideous mask of horns and metal.
"You can't fool me demon! Now taste the steel of my divine wrath!" Darkness flood out off the eyes of the mask, as the boy turn and ran. "You can run devil! But you can't hide me. I already know your name; I will catch you one day. I will get you, I will get you, Keitaro!"
Tsuruko retrace the path of the missing child for the fifth time, since Naru came bowling into her guest room screaming that Keitaro went missing from the grounds. "It seems someone used a form banishment and targeted Keitaro by accident." Haruka gave her a blank look. "It's fine for you to know, but I don't think anyone else here have a clue about what you are talking about." Other parents and kids look at Tsuruko expectantly. "Oh my!" Tsuruko felt her cheeks burning. "A form banishment is a high level spell that targets the host of evil and banishes it to the spirit world. Usually it is used only in worst-case scenerios. Very few people know how to use it."
Haruka sneaks out a pack of cigarettes. "In another word, a person who know about this spell just send Keitaro to hell?"
"Um...Hell? I wouldn't call it hell? The spirit world can be a wonderful place to visit, once in a while." Tsuruko looks away.
"Kami-sama! My baby is in hell?! Noooooooo!" An ear splitting screech sends Tsuruko's ears ringing.
"Calm down Mrs Urashima!"
"It's Mr Urashima!" Haruka deadpans as she points at her hysterical brother, who is currently sobbing away in his wife's arms. "No wonder he quits kempo after two days.
"Fu fu fu fu!" The muffled laughter fades away. The boy turned to face, a liddo-kun statue holding up a sign. On it shadowy surface wrote, "Fear me." Keitaro screamed, moments later he opens his eyes and looked again. The sign saids; "Do not Fear me, I am just a toilet."
"A ha-ha-ha-ha!" Keitaro ROFL.
"What's so funny?" The pissed off Statue launched itself at Keitaro.
Keitaro jumps away so the statue smash into the ground. "You talk!"
The statue threatens to fall over, but managed to stay upright. "Yea. I can talk." The statue cracks open and a shapeless lump came rolling out. Keitaro squints to see it rolling around, cursing all gods and devils as it tries to get out of what appears to be a black sack. Finally the thing gave up on getting out; instead it yell; "Hey You! Figure this thing off for me!"
Keitaro blushed and rubs his head self-consciously. "Umm. I am not very good in untying things. Hee hee!"
The statue crashes into the rock bottom with a resounding clang. A spider web of cracks appears where its nose chisels into rock. "Ugh! I wouldn't care if you can untie the Gordian Knot! I just need your extra pair of hands."
"Okay." The Keitaro skips next to the little bump of darkness. He tentatively reached out and touch, a leathery surface, then shrank back. "What's that?"
"Dragon Skin Wallet." The lump twitches.
"Really? Never seen one before." Keitaro examines the little wallet.
"Hey this thing is quality stuff kid. All hand made by some of the most skilled craft...persons in existence. Some ladies would sell their flesh and blood for one of these thing."
"Yea! Mom would love one of these. She always..." As if drawn by the dark glow of the artifact Keitaro reached out and touched the non-descriptive wallet.
The pouch rose slightly. "Tell you what kid."
"My name is Keitaro." Keitaro drew back selfconsciously.
"Whatever you name is. If you get me out of this lovely wallet you can have it." Keitaro look at the pouch skeptically. "I don't know..."
"It will provide you eternal supply of gold, and it have life-time guarantee to bring luck to anyone who picks it up." The wallet bulges frantically.
"Errr..."
"Plzzzzzz! I have lived in this old wallet for 80 thousand years! I wants to see my kids so bad, that I will give you the world if you would let me out. Come on! Just open it, open it, open it!"
"Wow! That's so sad Mr."
"So you will release me?"
"Yup! I just thought that it wouldn't be nice to take stuff from strangers; even though I free him from an eighty thousand year imprisonment in a wallet that mom would sell me to have. " Keitaro laughs as tries ply open the wallet.
"You got a real sense of humor kid." The wallet growled. "Maybe you should press that triangle thing."
Keitaro reach down and press a small triangle on the dark scaled leather. The wallet disappears from his hand. "Huh?!"
"Wahahahahaha! I am free! Free from the god cursed wallet that imprisoned me." The darkness rang with tolls of great bells.
Keitaro looks at the source of the sound, blinks. "Hey! You are just a kid like me!"
A white haired boy with horns stare down Keitaro's accusing finger. "So what?"
"But kids can't have kids." Keitaro waves his arms wildly.
"Oh my! You are a genius!" An Einstein wig appears over Keitaro's face. "I must admit you are the funniest guy I have met in eight hundred centuries." The devil laughed. "An eye for and eye and a tooth for a tooth."
With a nerve racking effort Keitaro gasps as he tries the wrestle the suffocating wig off his face. "I am the only guy you met in eight hundred centuries."
Devil boy strokes his chin. "True enough." The wig disappears off of Keitaro's blue face. "You are not as dumb as I thought."
"Air...Air is good..." Keitaro gasps as a small object flew into his mouth.
"Here's your reward. Chock on it. By the way my name is Cain, people call me your worshipfulness of all creation, but since you help fix my little problem you can just call me your majesty, or master if you prefer. Though I would probably stick to tradi...." Cain turns to see Keitaro chocking on the wallet. "Hey! That is not for eating! You could buy the world with that wallet." He quickly did a twirling motion with his hand and the slimy wallet appears in his hand. "Urgh! You shouldn't take my words so literally! Now I have drool all over this damn wallet." He moves to dry off the wallet on his sleeve when he suddenly gave a loud cry and threw it onto Keitaro's unconscious body. "It's yours now! Take care of it yourself." He gave it a look of utter longing, then turn and fade into the shadows. "Should have traded for something else."
Keitaro waked up to stare at the broken statue. "Where did he go?" He felt a lump on his chest, and picked it off his chest. "It looks silly, all these shiny colors." The dull dragon skin shone with an iridescent glow that seeps into Keitaro's eyes.
"You!" Keitaro turns around to see the broken statue returns to life.
"Aaaa!" Keitaro knocks a hole in the already cracked pottery. "Sorry!"
"Would you cut that out!" The statue slowly reforms. It drew some substance from the floor into itself. "Have you seen Cain?"
"Yes." Keitaro felt his heart going haywire in his chest.
Liddo-kun grimiced. "Bastard, I told him not to come out till I told him it's safe."
Keitaro asks. "Safe for what?"
"You don't want to know." The statue replies.
"Would it be that weird girl in light?"
"Who? What?" The statue looks at keitaro with it's hollow eyes. "You got to give me more detail boy. I can't just know what you are thinking...well I can but it's too much trouble."
"It's the girl that suddenly changes to a scary demon with a..." Keitaro stutters.
"Katana in her hand?"
It sees Keitaro's wide eye stare. "I need a drink!"
"But you are a statue, and a toilet. So by saying that you need a drink."
"Don't even go there!"
"But I need to go too!"
The floor under the statue just collapsed. "That's the kind of crap I need." Liddo-kun said dryly.
Keitaro leans over the fallen statue. "Do you want a hand?"
"No, I think I am safer like this!" The once solid bedrock gave way under the earthen liddokun. Keitaro rushes to the rim to see the fate of the weird statue. A short pause late a groan was heard.
"Damn! That hurts!" Then a cloud of black mist began to billow forth from the depth of the pit. "That's the last time I possess a bloody statue!" The cloud forms into the rough shape of a giant liddoku, complete with the tutu. "And now I must find a new host!" He looked at the wide-eyed boy in front of him. "Hmmm! It will have to do! Hmm?" An insistent poking on his immaterial body woke him from his fertile musing. "What do you want boy?"
"Um. I don't understand." Keitaro said innocently. "You got a body? Why...?" The black cloud collapse on Keitaro and explodes. The demon fell back and saw Keitaro stumbling with huge swirly eyes.
"Look boy, a demon can't just waltz up and down a street like a common pimp. If he does that he will get mobbed, staked through the heart, banished by white hippies, and suffer innumerable asshole exorcists after his damned hide. So too avoid all those unpleasantness I would hitch a ride on you, until I find Cain. After that we go our separate ways."
"Ohh? I am so dizzy..." Keitaro's eyes widen as the black cloud collapse and bounce off of him. "What's going on?" faints
^Darn it, he is too innocent. If only I have some leverage to work on.^ The demon reached down and slaps Keitaro.
"Mom! I wanna a nap." Keitaro opens his eyes to see a row of razor sharp teeth. "Whoa! What big teeth, you have!" 0_0
"Better to eat you with my dearest." The demon snaps his teeth
"..." The boy just looks at him.
"Um this is the part where you are suppose to run around in panic while I slowly take control of your entire body."
"...do I have to?" Keitaro whimpers as his eyes began to water from the sulfuric demon breath.
"Let me explain it to you." The demon said smoothly. "YES!!"
Keitaro pouts. "I don't wanna! No! No! No! No!"
"Oh shit! Don't crie...Oh damn you Cain, why do you have to leave me with a freaking cry baby!"
Tsuruko looked at the trace of spell form. "That is impressive, very impressive."
"Really, big sister?" Motoko fidgets as her sister looked over the half dissolved markings in the sand.
"You make this didn't you?" Motoko felt the frozen words impales her heart, and awaits her dreaded fate. "You will be punished." Motoko Zombifies.
Tsuruko goes on. "This is a very strange exorcism spell you made Mochan. I see that you command the spell to target the person with 'The taste of hell, shall scourge him for his transgressions'?"
"I was thinking about a spell that would exorcise demons as soon as they come into existence. Since demons are from hell, it should get them as soon as they possess some one." Motoko stutters.
"You were showing off weren't you?" Tsuruko said slowly. Her slim fingers retrace the form of the banishment spell.
A massive thunder struck Motoko. Smoking, she replies. "Just a harmless..."
"Your spell sent Keikun into a place of great danger, Motoko." Tsuruko said with an edge in her voice. "And I can't find the access that you used!"
A minute later, after many teeth gnashing efforts and undying patience from the demonic liddo-kun Keitaro stops crying; "That's what boys and girls do when they are dating? Ewww!"
"That was not the reaction I was looking for." The demon grits it teeth. "You don't look so good... want a hug?"
"NOOOOOOO!" The specter released a sulfuric blast that flattens the boy. "Arrgh! I give up! I will just wait till you hit puberty first."
"Ok." Keitaro whispers as he tries to shake the stars out of his head. . "But I will probably be in Tokyo University with my best friend in the world. By then I probably be too busy to visit a old demon like you" The crimson eyes narrows as the boy pokes him on the belly. "And what kind of sappy promise would that be." "Sappy?!" Keitaro scrunches up his face. "Noo?! My promise is not sappy, its sweet." "That is hair spitting for me." The demon's harsh laugher echoed in the dark void. "Let me guess, You and her, together forever, is that right?" "Yea! That is what we promised on, so that is what is going to happen." Keitaro stood up, his cheeks flushed. "Fool! What kind of promise is that? What kind of idiot would believe that it would work out the way it is in a 'promise'. You been had kid." The demon looms over Keitaro. "She will leave you behind, like a tree leaves behind its dying blossoms in the autumn. You'll live in a fool's paradise, thinking you are loved, but reality will come and bit you in the rear soon enough. She will leave the next morning." "Noooo! We promised." Keitaro glared at the demon towering above him. "I don't believe you! You say bad things! I don't like you anymore." The demon grinned. "That's exactly what I wanted to hear." The darkness crushes Keitaro into the ground. "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Tears squeezed out of Keitaro's eyes as he he loses consciousness. At last the shadow vanished completely into Keitaro's slight form. The demon opens his host's eyes.
^I got to hurry, I don't know what is after this kid but it can't be too bad.^
"A Fury! You include a summoned Fury in the spell?" Tsuruko's vice like grip tightens on Motoko's shoulder. "Sis that hurt!" Motoko cries but her frantic sister drags her to the redrawn spell form. "Never mind that. Tell me the access now, or Keitaro is done for!"
Choose the Right One:
Chapter 1: What Kind of Promise Was That?
A boy is playing with a brown haired girl in a sand box. Gradually yellow sand is piled together into a miniature castle. The win worn it's edges away as it took shaped between the constant molding hands of the two children. "Do you know that people say." The girl sneaks closer to the boy.
Absorbed in his creation the boy only gave the girl a passing glance, but beneath he began to blush as his friend leans closer. The girl giggles at his shyness. "That if two people get into Tokyo University together, they will live happily ever after."
The boy's head shot up. "Really?" They looked at one and other cheeks aflame, unsure how to react from that point.
The girl lowers her eyes briefly then sum up her courage. She leans toward the boy, looking straight into his eyes. "When we grow up let's go to Tokyo University together, ok?"
"Okay." The boy's face lights up. "Then we will be together forever!" Spring blossom drifts down on cotton soft breezes as the girl gave the surprised boy a feather light kiss. Self-conscious of her show of affection the girl quickly ran off the sand box to as the boy sat in daze from his first kiss.
No one saw that the sand box was enveloped momentary by a pillar of darkness. No one except the girl notice that Keitaro have suddenly vanished.
The warm glow of spring suddenly vanishes as the boy's world plunged into darkness. "What happened? Nachan? Muchan? Mochan? Where is everybody?"
"Fu fu fu fu." The 5-year-old Keitaro whirls to face the source of laughter.
"Are you guys played a joke on me again? Quit it, or I will tell Granny! It's not funny, and I am not joking around. Now-now show yourself!" He took a step back in the dark space.
His heel catches and sends him careening onto the dank bedrock. From the darkness light burst forth, as if and angel had descended. Witnessing in wonder the boy asked breathlessly. "Are you an angel?" He shields his eyes to see the face of a beautiful swordswoman appear. "Can you help me please?!" Tears stream down his face as the beautiful women stride forward toward him. Her head nock to one side as she was considering his plea. Then with one graceful motion she unsheathes her sword. Her face became a hideous mask of horns and metal.
"You can't fool me demon! Now taste the steel of my divine wrath!" Darkness flood out off the eyes of the mask, as the boy turn and ran. "You can run devil! But you can't hide me. I already know your name; I will catch you one day. I will get you, I will get you, Keitaro!"
Tsuruko retrace the path of the missing child for the fifth time, since Naru came bowling into her guest room screaming that Keitaro went missing from the grounds. "It seems someone used a form banishment and targeted Keitaro by accident." Haruka gave her a blank look. "It's fine for you to know, but I don't think anyone else here have a clue about what you are talking about." Other parents and kids look at Tsuruko expectantly. "Oh my!" Tsuruko felt her cheeks burning. "A form banishment is a high level spell that targets the host of evil and banishes it to the spirit world. Usually it is used only in worst-case scenerios. Very few people know how to use it."
Haruka sneaks out a pack of cigarettes. "In another word, a person who know about this spell just send Keitaro to hell?"
"Um...Hell? I wouldn't call it hell? The spirit world can be a wonderful place to visit, once in a while." Tsuruko looks away.
"Kami-sama! My baby is in hell?! Noooooooo!" An ear splitting screech sends Tsuruko's ears ringing.
"Calm down Mrs Urashima!"
"It's Mr Urashima!" Haruka deadpans as she points at her hysterical brother, who is currently sobbing away in his wife's arms. "No wonder he quits kempo after two days.
"Fu fu fu fu!" The muffled laughter fades away. The boy turned to face, a liddo-kun statue holding up a sign. On it shadowy surface wrote, "Fear me." Keitaro screamed, moments later he opens his eyes and looked again. The sign saids; "Do not Fear me, I am just a toilet."
"A ha-ha-ha-ha!" Keitaro ROFL.
"What's so funny?" The pissed off Statue launched itself at Keitaro.
Keitaro jumps away so the statue smash into the ground. "You talk!"
The statue threatens to fall over, but managed to stay upright. "Yea. I can talk." The statue cracks open and a shapeless lump came rolling out. Keitaro squints to see it rolling around, cursing all gods and devils as it tries to get out of what appears to be a black sack. Finally the thing gave up on getting out; instead it yell; "Hey You! Figure this thing off for me!"
Keitaro blushed and rubs his head self-consciously. "Umm. I am not very good in untying things. Hee hee!"
The statue crashes into the rock bottom with a resounding clang. A spider web of cracks appears where its nose chisels into rock. "Ugh! I wouldn't care if you can untie the Gordian Knot! I just need your extra pair of hands."
"Okay." The Keitaro skips next to the little bump of darkness. He tentatively reached out and touch, a leathery surface, then shrank back. "What's that?"
"Dragon Skin Wallet." The lump twitches.
"Really? Never seen one before." Keitaro examines the little wallet.
"Hey this thing is quality stuff kid. All hand made by some of the most skilled craft...persons in existence. Some ladies would sell their flesh and blood for one of these thing."
"Yea! Mom would love one of these. She always..." As if drawn by the dark glow of the artifact Keitaro reached out and touched the non-descriptive wallet.
The pouch rose slightly. "Tell you what kid."
"My name is Keitaro." Keitaro drew back selfconsciously.
"Whatever you name is. If you get me out of this lovely wallet you can have it." Keitaro look at the pouch skeptically. "I don't know..."
"It will provide you eternal supply of gold, and it have life-time guarantee to bring luck to anyone who picks it up." The wallet bulges frantically.
"Errr..."
"Plzzzzzz! I have lived in this old wallet for 80 thousand years! I wants to see my kids so bad, that I will give you the world if you would let me out. Come on! Just open it, open it, open it!"
"Wow! That's so sad Mr."
"So you will release me?"
"Yup! I just thought that it wouldn't be nice to take stuff from strangers; even though I free him from an eighty thousand year imprisonment in a wallet that mom would sell me to have. " Keitaro laughs as tries ply open the wallet.
"You got a real sense of humor kid." The wallet growled. "Maybe you should press that triangle thing."
Keitaro reach down and press a small triangle on the dark scaled leather. The wallet disappears from his hand. "Huh?!"
"Wahahahahaha! I am free! Free from the god cursed wallet that imprisoned me." The darkness rang with tolls of great bells.
Keitaro looks at the source of the sound, blinks. "Hey! You are just a kid like me!"
A white haired boy with horns stare down Keitaro's accusing finger. "So what?"
"But kids can't have kids." Keitaro waves his arms wildly.
"Oh my! You are a genius!" An Einstein wig appears over Keitaro's face. "I must admit you are the funniest guy I have met in eight hundred centuries." The devil laughed. "An eye for and eye and a tooth for a tooth."
With a nerve racking effort Keitaro gasps as he tries the wrestle the suffocating wig off his face. "I am the only guy you met in eight hundred centuries."
Devil boy strokes his chin. "True enough." The wig disappears off of Keitaro's blue face. "You are not as dumb as I thought."
"Air...Air is good..." Keitaro gasps as a small object flew into his mouth.
"Here's your reward. Chock on it. By the way my name is Cain, people call me your worshipfulness of all creation, but since you help fix my little problem you can just call me your majesty, or master if you prefer. Though I would probably stick to tradi...." Cain turns to see Keitaro chocking on the wallet. "Hey! That is not for eating! You could buy the world with that wallet." He quickly did a twirling motion with his hand and the slimy wallet appears in his hand. "Urgh! You shouldn't take my words so literally! Now I have drool all over this damn wallet." He moves to dry off the wallet on his sleeve when he suddenly gave a loud cry and threw it onto Keitaro's unconscious body. "It's yours now! Take care of it yourself." He gave it a look of utter longing, then turn and fade into the shadows. "Should have traded for something else."
Keitaro waked up to stare at the broken statue. "Where did he go?" He felt a lump on his chest, and picked it off his chest. "It looks silly, all these shiny colors." The dull dragon skin shone with an iridescent glow that seeps into Keitaro's eyes.
"You!" Keitaro turns around to see the broken statue returns to life.
"Aaaa!" Keitaro knocks a hole in the already cracked pottery. "Sorry!"
"Would you cut that out!" The statue slowly reforms. It drew some substance from the floor into itself. "Have you seen Cain?"
"Yes." Keitaro felt his heart going haywire in his chest.
Liddo-kun grimiced. "Bastard, I told him not to come out till I told him it's safe."
Keitaro asks. "Safe for what?"
"You don't want to know." The statue replies.
"Would it be that weird girl in light?"
"Who? What?" The statue looks at keitaro with it's hollow eyes. "You got to give me more detail boy. I can't just know what you are thinking...well I can but it's too much trouble."
"It's the girl that suddenly changes to a scary demon with a..." Keitaro stutters.
"Katana in her hand?"
It sees Keitaro's wide eye stare. "I need a drink!"
"But you are a statue, and a toilet. So by saying that you need a drink."
"Don't even go there!"
"But I need to go too!"
The floor under the statue just collapsed. "That's the kind of crap I need." Liddo-kun said dryly.
Keitaro leans over the fallen statue. "Do you want a hand?"
"No, I think I am safer like this!" The once solid bedrock gave way under the earthen liddokun. Keitaro rushes to the rim to see the fate of the weird statue. A short pause late a groan was heard.
"Damn! That hurts!" Then a cloud of black mist began to billow forth from the depth of the pit. "That's the last time I possess a bloody statue!" The cloud forms into the rough shape of a giant liddoku, complete with the tutu. "And now I must find a new host!" He looked at the wide-eyed boy in front of him. "Hmmm! It will have to do! Hmm?" An insistent poking on his immaterial body woke him from his fertile musing. "What do you want boy?"
"Um. I don't understand." Keitaro said innocently. "You got a body? Why...?" The black cloud collapse on Keitaro and explodes. The demon fell back and saw Keitaro stumbling with huge swirly eyes.
"Look boy, a demon can't just waltz up and down a street like a common pimp. If he does that he will get mobbed, staked through the heart, banished by white hippies, and suffer innumerable asshole exorcists after his damned hide. So too avoid all those unpleasantness I would hitch a ride on you, until I find Cain. After that we go our separate ways."
"Ohh? I am so dizzy..." Keitaro's eyes widen as the black cloud collapse and bounce off of him. "What's going on?" faints
^Darn it, he is too innocent. If only I have some leverage to work on.^ The demon reached down and slaps Keitaro.
"Mom! I wanna a nap." Keitaro opens his eyes to see a row of razor sharp teeth. "Whoa! What big teeth, you have!" 0_0
"Better to eat you with my dearest." The demon snaps his teeth
"..." The boy just looks at him.
"Um this is the part where you are suppose to run around in panic while I slowly take control of your entire body."
"...do I have to?" Keitaro whimpers as his eyes began to water from the sulfuric demon breath.
"Let me explain it to you." The demon said smoothly. "YES!!"
Keitaro pouts. "I don't wanna! No! No! No! No!"
"Oh shit! Don't crie...Oh damn you Cain, why do you have to leave me with a freaking cry baby!"
Tsuruko looked at the trace of spell form. "That is impressive, very impressive."
"Really, big sister?" Motoko fidgets as her sister looked over the half dissolved markings in the sand.
"You make this didn't you?" Motoko felt the frozen words impales her heart, and awaits her dreaded fate. "You will be punished." Motoko Zombifies.
Tsuruko goes on. "This is a very strange exorcism spell you made Mochan. I see that you command the spell to target the person with 'The taste of hell, shall scourge him for his transgressions'?"
"I was thinking about a spell that would exorcise demons as soon as they come into existence. Since demons are from hell, it should get them as soon as they possess some one." Motoko stutters.
"You were showing off weren't you?" Tsuruko said slowly. Her slim fingers retrace the form of the banishment spell.
A massive thunder struck Motoko. Smoking, she replies. "Just a harmless..."
"Your spell sent Keikun into a place of great danger, Motoko." Tsuruko said with an edge in her voice. "And I can't find the access that you used!"
A minute later, after many teeth gnashing efforts and undying patience from the demonic liddo-kun Keitaro stops crying; "That's what boys and girls do when they are dating? Ewww!"
"That was not the reaction I was looking for." The demon grits it teeth. "You don't look so good... want a hug?"
"NOOOOOOO!" The specter released a sulfuric blast that flattens the boy. "Arrgh! I give up! I will just wait till you hit puberty first."
"Ok." Keitaro whispers as he tries to shake the stars out of his head. . "But I will probably be in Tokyo University with my best friend in the world. By then I probably be too busy to visit a old demon like you" The crimson eyes narrows as the boy pokes him on the belly. "And what kind of sappy promise would that be." "Sappy?!" Keitaro scrunches up his face. "Noo?! My promise is not sappy, its sweet." "That is hair spitting for me." The demon's harsh laugher echoed in the dark void. "Let me guess, You and her, together forever, is that right?" "Yea! That is what we promised on, so that is what is going to happen." Keitaro stood up, his cheeks flushed. "Fool! What kind of promise is that? What kind of idiot would believe that it would work out the way it is in a 'promise'. You been had kid." The demon looms over Keitaro. "She will leave you behind, like a tree leaves behind its dying blossoms in the autumn. You'll live in a fool's paradise, thinking you are loved, but reality will come and bit you in the rear soon enough. She will leave the next morning." "Noooo! We promised." Keitaro glared at the demon towering above him. "I don't believe you! You say bad things! I don't like you anymore." The demon grinned. "That's exactly what I wanted to hear." The darkness crushes Keitaro into the ground. "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Tears squeezed out of Keitaro's eyes as he he loses consciousness. At last the shadow vanished completely into Keitaro's slight form. The demon opens his host's eyes.
^I got to hurry, I don't know what is after this kid but it can't be too bad.^
"A Fury! You include a summoned Fury in the spell?" Tsuruko's vice like grip tightens on Motoko's shoulder. "Sis that hurt!" Motoko cries but her frantic sister drags her to the redrawn spell form. "Never mind that. Tell me the access now, or Keitaro is done for!"