Hello again. I've been kind of experimenting with this fic, doing different themes and such depending on my mood. I'm still a bit new at this, so feedback is welcome.

Chapter 6

"That…was…disgusting…"

Shihio was still recovering from the fight scene from the earlier chapter. The dysfunctional duo was making their way across the unpaved streets towards the other side of town.

"Did you have to…you know…do THAT?"

"Just think of it this way. Cows eat grass, cats eat mice, and I drink blood…"

"Please don't do that in front of me ever again."

"Sorry, my Lady."

"Why do you keep calling me that? Just because I'm the so-called 'Child of Destiny' doesn't mean I'm some kind of princess."

"Force of habit."

"Riiiiiiiight."

At that overly sarcastic moment, more of the evil villagers jumped out of nowhere.

"What do we do?"

He cupped his hands over the sides of his mouth and screamed.

"MYUU–MYUU!!!"

The motorcycle came up the hill, sputtering noisily as if to say 'I'm coming, Jerk.'

"You named that thing?"

"Of course. I couldn't just call it 'motorcycle' all the time. Get on it. It'll take you to the hideout."

"But what about you?"

"I'll be fine," He said, as he took out a huge, kick-ass gun, "I'll be just fine."

O_O

"Let's get away from this guy, okay?"

Myuu-Myuu sputtered twice, as if in agreement.

As they sped off, loud gunshots were heard in the distance, followed by fairly insane laughter.

Tires screeching, the coast came before them.

"Myuu-Myuu! Stop, we can't make it!"

The bike sped towards the water at a break neck speed. Shihio held on for her life.

"STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!!!!"

There was a jerking motion, and the bike was off the ground. The odd thing was, there was no ramp or anything. The bike was friggin' flying.

"WTF!"

More gunshots were heard in the distance.

"That bastard never told me his bike could FLY! This is just plain crazy."

You'd better get ready for more craziness, because you aren't off the hook yet.

"What was that?"

Nothing.

"Whatever."

There was nothing but ocean and air surrounding them. The bike repeatedly rammed into passing seagulls. Stupid seagulls, just rats with wings I tell you.

In the distance, a strange structure loomed forebodingly.

"That must be the hideout… Wait a minute, this is…THE FORSAKEN FORTRESS?"

Scream, crash of lightning, the Army Men series rolling over in it's grave.

"No way I'm going in there, even if I've already been in there once. I mean, sea how the sky turned stormy all of a sudden, and it's night?"

She was indeed right. It was the magic of anime special effects. And still the bike would not stop.

And now, to skip the boring 15 minutes of actually approaching the Fortress (howl, baby crying, goldfish sizzling on a skillet.) I will impress you with my random typing skills.

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Llama.

Okay. Now that that's over, THE LANDING SEQUENCE!!!

"You're going down somewhat fast, Myuu. Can you slow down? Myuu? Myuu?"

The bike did not listen and plunged down to the hunk of stone bricks.

"Oh, crap."

Plunging down farther to a death, which would have her corpse (or what was left of it) scraped off the floor, you can imagine how loud she screamed. It was the end, she was going to die, the real death.

"Pardon me," a familiar skeleton in a robe queried, "are you, perchance, Shihio Sakabara?"

And this was her reply:

O_o

-_-

xO

The bike then stopped in midair, and went to a slow descent on the last three inches until the ground.

"Curses. Lost another one."

The Grim Reaper then disappeared, and all was well. Sadly.

After kissing the ground, praising God, Buddha, Allah, Hera and the like, she went up the long flight of stairs. She should be thanking me; I was the person who saved her ass.

Everything was empty. There was dust everywhere, and there were no visible signs of habitation except for a few half-eaten rats.

O_O, yet again.

Making her way up some more stairs, she wondered how a certain insane friend of hers was doing.

Meanwhile…

We see Ganon covered in blood, a smile I never would have liked on his face.

"Now to find the girl…"

Back at the Fortress…

Shihio was reading the diary, again. Only this time, Myuu-Myuu was reading over her shoulder.

I swear, if that motorcycle tries that ONE MORE TIME…

"Let's skip this part…"

I am growing fond of the girl. She is powerful, perhaps more so than me…

Here we go, the good stuff.

Even if she is a bit…well…NORMAL, I still think I could actually trust her…

But of course, back to business. THEY don't know I'm alive yet. And that is a good thing, for the last thing I need is a sword shoved down the upper half of my spine as well as my brain. But getting close is the only way to get what I want. And perhaps she can also help me. Last time, the only thing stopping me was the fact that I was outnumbered…

"Grrrrrrrrrr…"

Looking behind her, she saw that a certain somebody had arrived.

"Um…hi…"

"Hisssssssssssssssssssss…"

"…"

"Shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…"

"IT WAS THAT THING! IT MADE ME READ IT!" She screamed while pointing accusingly at the vehicle beside her, which revved in protest.

He was back, and in his true form, growling at the two who had dared to look into his personal space.

There was much screaming, then silence. We look back to see…

Shihio rubbing his ears? What the-

"He really likes it."

Forget this…