Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King
A/N: besides the fact I'm slow on everything speed, writing, homework, u
name it well except games.this will be updated at least once or twice a
week at least until 10 chapters then I have to catch up on the other ones.
Shaman Life!
Faust VIII
Dusty
Chapter One
Ugh..I rubbed my head trying to lift it from the rock or whatever my head was pressed so hard against it wasn't easy but I managed to lift it up now second part opening eyes. My head plopped down into the dirt, rock, grass whatever. To me it was way to much effort to do so instead I enjoyed the horrible aroma from the earth until I couldn't stand it any longer and was forced to attempt to get up. Damn me and my laziness. Sighing I at least lifted myself to my knees but it took a lot of effort, too much to me like it wasn't the fact that I was drained out of all energy but the fact it seemed to require a lot.
Scuffling I raised myself to my own two feet to see the world or at least a park in a tall view, very tall, taller than the tallest thing possible for mankind well man anyway. Chuckling I wiped the dirt from my pants and stared at what I was wearing it was black pants with little blue things attached to them like a certain character I knew. Looking to both sides and the inside the two coats were there the hat was there when I felt my head, the scarf was hard not to miss, and for god sake what was jabbing me in the side.
Lifting the coat completely off my eyes seemed to bug out of there sockets as I resisted the urge to throw the damn thing as far away as possible, staring back at me was a skeleton a certain FEMALE skeleton named Eliza. My hand shook slightly as I dared touch and shuddered at the bony feeling it was so gross. Looking up I scratched my head rubbing my bruise dammit what the hell hit me I remember glomping Shanna or Tala1 as I still called her then some tires and some hard thing hit me.
Well I was never good at remembering stuff anyway. Looking at my gloved hand I cringe at the smeared red substance on my hand, it reeked of blood from my head most likely who knew I had such a thick skull maybe Tala1 was right. With a bored look I tested my balance to make sure I could walk although you may think this was weird it was very awkward having such long legs and tall structure. After I walked in a circle I began to head for the city taking it slow and steady occasionally rubbing my head several times before spotting a bench and slyly I strolled over to it collapsing on it out of breath.
Yeah I know I need to work out.
Looking to the side I spotted a little kid with her mother that was looking at me with curiosity and smiling I held out my hand in a nice gesture. It wasn't really quite nice though when my finger glowed and a green ball thing erupted from my finger covering my hand, and screaming my head off I ran back and forth like a total moron. Course running back and forth only brought more chaos when I tripped over my own two feet and slammed head first into the cement hitting something sharp.
Opening my eyes dazedly I started freaking out as skeletons, freaking yellow skeletons started popping out everywhere one was nicely placed in front of my face greeting me like some twisted piece of molded cheese. More or less I was less pleased with this and ran as far away as possible I think I needed to control my powers they were out of control. That's it! I skidded to a stop calming down and rubbing my hand several times and with my distinctive hearing I heard them pop back underground. With a relieved sigh I thanked my quick thinking and moved on.
I had to be a bit more careful with what I did from now on. ---------
I ended up traveling around the city thinking about things and occasionally stopping to look at some carts full of things but what surprised me the most was the fact that I could understand the language that was been spoken around here. Okay so not the whole language but little bits and pieces of it, but hey better then nothing right? The skeleton under my coat kept jabbing me in the side and it kind of reminded me what I wanted to know what was in Faust's coat if anything. So slipping behind and alleyway I took off the coat prepared to freeze my ass off and look.
What a son of a bitch. You don't want to know what he kept around with him, and with a grim look I put the coat back on covering the skeleton and my frame again. Thus I continued to walk some more wondering how anything like this could have happened I mean any person would love to be an anime character but once you become him/ her it wasn't so great anymore. Especially if you didn't know jack about him except that he's a psychopath, has serious fits, and needs some serious mental therapy, and is in denial.
Well and a necromancer but you didn't *need* to know that. Pausing I was suddenly stopped from some priest or something, he wore hideous clothes I mean they were horrid! It looked like some kind of tribe type clothes "Faust VIII" I blinked a couple times making an innocent look while looking over his long black robes with triangular patterns; he had long blond girly hair and piercing green eyes. "Um yeah?" I was surprised at the tone of voice I had it was so manly so *Faust* like. Well who said that Faust was girly had to have there head re-screwed back on.
"In order for you to compete in the Shaman Fight you need to hit me and you have five minutes to do so" I gapped a bit that was a challenge? It was more for like little babies not for someone like me. Before I could gloat anymore I felt something jab me in the side again and gritting my teeth making little grinding sounds I threw the stupid coat off and moved the skeleton over it hurt like hell.
Narrowing my eyes I approached the guy calmly and prepared to punch him when he just.vanished. Yes he VANISHED! Into thin AIR! Hearing scuffling noises I turned my head to see him cockily standing like he owned the place with several little animals surrounding him. So maybe this wasn't going to be as easy as I ought it was so what did Faust use again in those previous episodes?
My mind was totally blank, now, don't I feel great?
"Kisama." I swore harshly putting my hand to my face, this was going to be a bit tougher than I thought.by a lot. Slowly a psychotic grin found itself to my face, perhaps this could be worthwhile.
A/N: blah crap R&R please don't worry I'm just getting this going because well I dunno how it will turn out but for those of u who don't get the privilege of watching shaman king can read this cause I'm going to go by the series just a bit anyway but with a twist ooooooooo lmao XD
Shaman Life!
Faust VIII
Dusty
Chapter One
Ugh..I rubbed my head trying to lift it from the rock or whatever my head was pressed so hard against it wasn't easy but I managed to lift it up now second part opening eyes. My head plopped down into the dirt, rock, grass whatever. To me it was way to much effort to do so instead I enjoyed the horrible aroma from the earth until I couldn't stand it any longer and was forced to attempt to get up. Damn me and my laziness. Sighing I at least lifted myself to my knees but it took a lot of effort, too much to me like it wasn't the fact that I was drained out of all energy but the fact it seemed to require a lot.
Scuffling I raised myself to my own two feet to see the world or at least a park in a tall view, very tall, taller than the tallest thing possible for mankind well man anyway. Chuckling I wiped the dirt from my pants and stared at what I was wearing it was black pants with little blue things attached to them like a certain character I knew. Looking to both sides and the inside the two coats were there the hat was there when I felt my head, the scarf was hard not to miss, and for god sake what was jabbing me in the side.
Lifting the coat completely off my eyes seemed to bug out of there sockets as I resisted the urge to throw the damn thing as far away as possible, staring back at me was a skeleton a certain FEMALE skeleton named Eliza. My hand shook slightly as I dared touch and shuddered at the bony feeling it was so gross. Looking up I scratched my head rubbing my bruise dammit what the hell hit me I remember glomping Shanna or Tala1 as I still called her then some tires and some hard thing hit me.
Well I was never good at remembering stuff anyway. Looking at my gloved hand I cringe at the smeared red substance on my hand, it reeked of blood from my head most likely who knew I had such a thick skull maybe Tala1 was right. With a bored look I tested my balance to make sure I could walk although you may think this was weird it was very awkward having such long legs and tall structure. After I walked in a circle I began to head for the city taking it slow and steady occasionally rubbing my head several times before spotting a bench and slyly I strolled over to it collapsing on it out of breath.
Yeah I know I need to work out.
Looking to the side I spotted a little kid with her mother that was looking at me with curiosity and smiling I held out my hand in a nice gesture. It wasn't really quite nice though when my finger glowed and a green ball thing erupted from my finger covering my hand, and screaming my head off I ran back and forth like a total moron. Course running back and forth only brought more chaos when I tripped over my own two feet and slammed head first into the cement hitting something sharp.
Opening my eyes dazedly I started freaking out as skeletons, freaking yellow skeletons started popping out everywhere one was nicely placed in front of my face greeting me like some twisted piece of molded cheese. More or less I was less pleased with this and ran as far away as possible I think I needed to control my powers they were out of control. That's it! I skidded to a stop calming down and rubbing my hand several times and with my distinctive hearing I heard them pop back underground. With a relieved sigh I thanked my quick thinking and moved on.
I had to be a bit more careful with what I did from now on. ---------
I ended up traveling around the city thinking about things and occasionally stopping to look at some carts full of things but what surprised me the most was the fact that I could understand the language that was been spoken around here. Okay so not the whole language but little bits and pieces of it, but hey better then nothing right? The skeleton under my coat kept jabbing me in the side and it kind of reminded me what I wanted to know what was in Faust's coat if anything. So slipping behind and alleyway I took off the coat prepared to freeze my ass off and look.
What a son of a bitch. You don't want to know what he kept around with him, and with a grim look I put the coat back on covering the skeleton and my frame again. Thus I continued to walk some more wondering how anything like this could have happened I mean any person would love to be an anime character but once you become him/ her it wasn't so great anymore. Especially if you didn't know jack about him except that he's a psychopath, has serious fits, and needs some serious mental therapy, and is in denial.
Well and a necromancer but you didn't *need* to know that. Pausing I was suddenly stopped from some priest or something, he wore hideous clothes I mean they were horrid! It looked like some kind of tribe type clothes "Faust VIII" I blinked a couple times making an innocent look while looking over his long black robes with triangular patterns; he had long blond girly hair and piercing green eyes. "Um yeah?" I was surprised at the tone of voice I had it was so manly so *Faust* like. Well who said that Faust was girly had to have there head re-screwed back on.
"In order for you to compete in the Shaman Fight you need to hit me and you have five minutes to do so" I gapped a bit that was a challenge? It was more for like little babies not for someone like me. Before I could gloat anymore I felt something jab me in the side again and gritting my teeth making little grinding sounds I threw the stupid coat off and moved the skeleton over it hurt like hell.
Narrowing my eyes I approached the guy calmly and prepared to punch him when he just.vanished. Yes he VANISHED! Into thin AIR! Hearing scuffling noises I turned my head to see him cockily standing like he owned the place with several little animals surrounding him. So maybe this wasn't going to be as easy as I ought it was so what did Faust use again in those previous episodes?
My mind was totally blank, now, don't I feel great?
"Kisama." I swore harshly putting my hand to my face, this was going to be a bit tougher than I thought.by a lot. Slowly a psychotic grin found itself to my face, perhaps this could be worthwhile.
A/N: blah crap R&R please don't worry I'm just getting this going because well I dunno how it will turn out but for those of u who don't get the privilege of watching shaman king can read this cause I'm going to go by the series just a bit anyway but with a twist ooooooooo lmao XD