Tangled Worlds
(Or: Two Realities Intertwined by Six Bored, Immortal and Powerful Omnipotent Beings)

by baru-chan

Overall Rating: PG
Chapter Rating: G


CHAPTER ONE
Concerning a scar-faced, red-haired, violet-eyed wandering ex-assassin

The sun was sinking behind the mountains to the west and darkness began to curtain the surroundings. A lone swordsman was walking through the fields of Hokkaido. He had red hair, a cross-shaped scar on his left cheek, and curious violet eyes. His name was Himura Kenshin; also known as the Hitokiri Battousai in Kyoto.

Himura Kenshin was also the chosen vic-- er, person that would bring amusement to our favorite demi-gods.

The six omnipotent beings hovered above the wandering ex-assassin. They weren't in their corporal forms and were waiting for the chance to pounce on their -- ahem -- prey.

"Do you think it's alright to take him now?" asked K'nér.

"I think that he's ripe for picking," said N'grakún. "Himura Kenshin just came from a war and that would help him survive. If we bring him to Middle Earth a few years from now, then his killer instincts would be harder to bring to the surface. You do want him to return him in one piece, don't you?" He directed the last question to K'nér. "After all," he continued, "he does need to save Japan later on..."

Before K'nér could reply, Lásq'r exclaimed: "There, there, he's starting to rest!"

The other five demi-gods all turned to regard Himura Kenshin, and lo! he was indeed resting. He was sitting down near the edge of a forest and was staring at the fire; his violet eyes luminous in the firelight.

"Now the fun could start! What shall we do to him first?" asked Zòbr'kún. If he had a body he would be rubbing his hands in glee.

"Well, we should make sure that he could read, write, speak and understand Westron," said the ever-practical Lásq'r.

Zòbr'kún turned his gaze to the diminutive red head and focused. "Done!"

"The next thing we have to do is to get rid of that horrendous reversed-edged sword of his and replace it with a proper katana!" said Bêlorún. "The way he treats the killer within him is simply idiotic! He's denying his true nature..." Of course, Bèlorún only said that because he becomes a happy demi-god whenever he sees blood (be it blue, purple, red or green).

"Let's add in a wakizashi for good measure!" said J'linér who shared Bêlorún's blood lust.

"We'll give him the daisho when he gets there!" said N'grakún.

"Why?" asked Zòbr'kún.

"We wouldn't want to scare the poor dear, now, won't we?" was the reply.

"What's the point of placing him in Middle Earth if he doesn't get frightened?" demanded Lásq'r.

"He'll be frightened enough when he discovers the oh-so-beautiful creatures called orcs!"

"Yes, orcs are rather beautiful, aren't they?" asked K'nér dreamily, missing the sarcasm. The others -- with the exception of Bêlorún who agreed with her -- were disgusted.

Deciding to ignore the latest statement, J'linér asked loudly: "When are we going to send him?"

"After he falls asleep; so that he would be surprised when he wakes up in a different place."

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Kenshin woke up with the feeling that Something Was Wrong™. He frowned and looked around. Nothing seemed amiss... Wait! How did the woods become this thick?!

He looked around, and as he did, Kenshin noticed that his left hip was somehow...heavier than usual. When that fact reached his brain, he looked at his side and instead of seeing one sword hilt, he found two. His daisho was back. But how...? Confused, Kenshin searched for the remains of his campfire and found none.

Due to his bafflement, Kenshin didn't notice the presence of three people. They were almost directly behind him before the leader of the group spoke.

"Who are you and why have you trespassed in these woods?"

Kenshin slowly turned around and faced the owner of the voice and found three arrows pointed at him. The archers' skin and hair seemed to glow with an inner light and their eyes were light-colored and piercing. Kenshin felt their ken-ki and his purple eyes widened. They weren't human!

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The invisible forms of the demi-gods looked on with delight. "This is even better than I expected!" exclaimed J'linér.

"But nothing's happening yet!" said Lásq'r.

"I don't care! I'm still enjoying myself!" If the demi-gods had bodies, they would have rolled their eyes.

"Let's go and visit Manwë and the others now, while nothing interesting is happening yet," said K'nér. "We'll go back when he arrives in that Elven realm."


katana = a traditional Japanese sword
wakizashi = a blade longer than a dagger but shorter than a katana; the Japanese equivalent of a scimitar(?)
daisho = a set of two swords a traditional samurai usually wears, the two swords being the katana and the wakizashi
ken-ki = fighting spirit(?)