Disclaimer: I do not own Inu-yasha and company.
However I do own Esstel, Geryan, Urma, Aime, Tresy, Yaress and AL (and I won't ever borrow them, sorry but true).
Symbols are: "talking", 'thoughts', ***new place or time*** , ~ hard to explain but when Esstel enters someone's mind everything that's said in there is marked like this ~
Chapter 4
Welcome to Hell
Miroku felt strange. He felt as if he was floating, but suddenly the darkness changed into light. He was standing in a white place where was simply nothing. There was no floor or roof just whiteness everywhere. When he looked at himself he was almost pale and he didn't have his monk's clothes on him. He wore loose pants and a vest.
~ It'll go over ~ Miroku turned around when he heard that dreamy voice. The same red-haired guy was standing there dressed in loose pants like he was, but he had a shirt with long sleeves. His clothes were white just like the monk's.
~Where are we? ~ Miroku asked looking around at the emptiness. ~ Is this hell? ~
Esstel followed his gaze while the monk studied the surroundings. ~ This is my closed mind. ~
~ Huh? ~ Miroku turned to look at this tall man that sometimes was standing lower than he was and sometimes higher. He was happy that Esstel wasn't yet standing on his head. However, seeing Esstel sit on nothing, he got confused.
~I took your soul into me and now we have entered the portal to the hell ~ Esstel explained. ~This place is a part of my mind that won't tell anything about my thoughts. This is the only part you'll see of my mind, but I'll see every part of your mind.~
Miroku gasped and was just about to say something but suddenly it went dark again and Esstel was gone. His clothes changed to black and when he looked behind him or above him all he saw was black.
"Get up from there!" Miroku heard a voice from behind him and before he knew someone had grabbed his hand and he was trough out wet. "Are you testing the limits of your soul?" Esstel asked, pulling him out from a strange pool.
Miroku gasped when he looked around. It was all red. Everywhere he saw red rock walls and tunnels. Some were dark and some were light. "What is this place?"
Esstel let his hand free and folded his arms inside his huge sleeves. "This is Hell" was his simple answer.
Miroku turned to look at the tall man with wide eyes. So he had arrived.
"Come on." the red-haired one said, turning and entering one of the tunnels. "You can't find your beloved alone in this place."
Miroku didn't know about this 'beloved' thing, but still followed. Esstel was however the only one he really could trust here.
***deeper in Hell***
"How boring can this get?" a brown haired woman with a long braid exclaimed while lying on her back and leaning her legs against the wall.
"Why don't you come up with some action" said a guy from beside another wall, leaning peacefully. He was dressed in a black Chinese shirt and dark pants with a lot of room.
The women that first spoke jumped gracefully to her feet. She cracked her knuckles. Her fingers were covered with strange metal nails that could be a very deadly weapon. "With out Esstel here I don't even have a training partner." she said. On her hips were hanging two long blue scarfs. She also wore blue pants and her top was made of metal.
"Like you would need any training when you're dead." the man said closing his eyes. What could you simply do in hell?
"He's coming." said a man with short brown hair and a woman with red long hair in unison. They had been silently sitting to the side until they heard someone approaching.
Esstel stepped out from one of the tunnels being followed by Miroku. "So. what did the hermit want?" asked the man with short brown hair.
"Something to do with this guy?" asked the woman with red hair, walking around the nervous Miroku. She was tall as well. Maybe just a bit taller than Miroku. She also had those eyes that seemed to read you like an open book.
"This lovesick guy wants to find his beloved that was pulled down here." Esstel explained shortly, sitting down on a red rock.
"Love affairs, huh?" the man with the black shirt said, sounding bored while he glanced at Miroku the first time.
"Why does the girl always have to be saved!?!" the woman with the long braid demanded huffing angrily. "I'm getting bored with this world!"
"Well. You can't do anything about it anymore" Esstel said calmly, staring up at her.
Miroku just looked at the people. The red haired woman walked to the others. What was this about? He was getting confused and before he knew the people here was fighting and all you could see was a dust cloud.
"Would you finally grow up, jerks?!." Esstel, who was the onlyone not fighting, shouted.
At that same moment the others stopped. "Well. Who was the one who died first?" the guy with the short brown hair demanded from Esstel.
Esstel was silent for a moment and then pointed on the other red haired person. "Well. After her?" the other guy demanded again.
"I died cause of some stupid game the gods had!" Esstel shout standing up. He was taller than this other man. The two of them stared at each other for a long time, but then Esstel gave up and grumbled.
"You always give up, Esstel" the other guy laughed. "Wouldn't you introduce us?" he asked pointing at Miroku.
Esstel sighed. "This is Miroku. A perverted monk who isn't too sure about his feeling for this girl we are after and-" He was stopped short by Miroku's hand. How did he know all that. The monk grinned to the others who only lifted their brows.
"Well. I'm Geryan of Neversummer." the man with short brown hair said. He had a leather coat on him that had fur linings and some colored bands. "I'm this jerks brother. kind of."
Miroku heard how Esstel growled when he was holding his hand against his mouth.
"I'm Urma, an amazoness." the woman with the long braid said muttering something under her breath right after. She was seemingly annoyed about this save-the-girl-thing.
"I'm AL or Albert." said the guy with the black shirt who also had his hair in a short braid. "However you want it."
"I'm Yaress" the red haired woman told. "His sister."
Miroku freed Esstel. "Well. How do you know each other?"
Urma sat down and put her hand against her head. "Well. I saved little Geryan twice and on the third time I met most of these people and joined them in their quest."
"Who's little here?" Geryan growled showing his fangs. This guy looked like human but he had a brown cat tail and huge ears.
"That can be answered!" AL exclaimed. "It's Tresy of course!"
"Who's talking about me?!" Miroku turned around to see a short girl come to them. She had light green and light blue hair. She had brown cat ears and her other hand was covered with a strange metal shield. After her came a taller woman who had a masculine body structure. She had short brown hair and on her cheek she had a huge scar.
"Still hanging around, aren't you?" the one with cat ears hissed to Yaress.
"Mind you own business, demon." Yaress said not showing any kind of anger or any other emotion.
Geryan shook his head and then turned to Miroku. "I'm the son of a demon and a human. That makes me half-demon" he explained getting the monks attention again. "My mother raised Esstel and he was there even when I born."
"Actually you would never have born if I wouldn't have been there" Esstel said. "Your mother and you would have died on that day."
"However can I pay you back, brother?" Geryan asked playfully, giving a very childish look. "With gold perhaps or do you want a kiss." Geryan came forward keeping his hands wide and ready to give a kiss when Esstel ran for cover.
"I can't believe that you're father to two kids" Urma said shaking her head. That stopped Geryan.
"What about you being mother?" Urma only grumbled to that question.
"Who might you be?" asked the masculine woman to Miroku.
"My name is Miroku." the monk said before Esstel could say everything.
"Well. How did you die?" the woman asked.
"I'm not dead." Miroku answered quickly.
"Then that must mean that Esstel or Yaress has its fingers in this. or rather mind." she said looking at the two red-haired ones. "I'm Aime, half sister to Geryan and in a way sister to Esstel."
Miroku nodded. Why did he feel so small in here? Was it cause Urma looked like someone in the fifties and Aime, even older. Yaress and Esstel were too tall to make him feel any better. AL looked like someone from the late forties. Geryan looked a lot older than his acting gave on, but Tresy was the only one who seemed to be younger.
"So...You are a living human with love affairs, right?" Tresy asked, suddenly standing before him. "Not that I would understand anything about love." She seemed thoughtful but then she grinned showing her fangs. "I'm a demon who died as a leader and my name is Tresy. I was the Empress of Shyônito."
Miroku stared at her with wide eyes. "Shyônito?"
"You don't know?" she asked. "How clueless can you be! It's a demon kingdom in Shikoku!"
"Shikoku? Is there a demon kingdom?" Miroku remained utterly perplexed.
"He's from another world, Tresy." Esstel said. "He can't know what you are talking about."
Tresy shrugged her shoulders and went up to Aime. "I'm from a different world as well, but I happened to go through some portal, but that part of my memory is gone. I just happened to get stuck with these especially when my sister was with these guys." She gave a deathly glare toward Esstel.
Esstel looked somewhere else and Miroku noticed that. He lifted his other brow in wonder. "You two are from the same world?" Esstel suddenly said. AL's and Miroku's eyes widened. "Only that you AL are from future and he's from feudal age."
Albert looked at Miroku. "You mean Japan's feudal age?" he asked. Esstel nodded. "Well. That's a lot of years back, but I haven't seen my world or time in many hundred of years and then I died and I don't know how many years I have been here.
"Shouldn't we start to look for this missing beauty?" Yaress asked getting annoyed.
Esstel nodded. "We should split up." he said. "We should stop this demon or whatever before he reaches the deepest depths of hell."
"What will happen then?" Miroku just had to ask even though he had a bad feeling.
"It will be too late." Aime said from behind the monk.
"I wanna go with this Miroku and see if he's capable of saving a girl." Urma informed, rising to feet. "Though, a better plan would be to change him with this girl and then save him."
"Shut up, Urma." AL said, having heard enough.
"I won't go in the same group with her!" Tresy shouted, pointing at Yaress.
"I won't go in the same groups with you!" AL exclaimed pointing at Esstel.
"That I knew already." said both Esstel and Yaress looking elsewhere.
"I would say that Yaress and Esstel would go to different groups being the ones who can take contact to each other." Geryan suggested. He lifted his brow when he saw Tresy walk to Esstel and AL to Yaress.
"Then I'll go with Esstel" Geryan announced walking to his brother.
"Wich one of you will take Miroku?" Urma asked. Esstel and Yaress looked at each other.
"I'll take him." Yaress said, making Miroku feel like he was only an item needed for a quest. Urma walked over to Yaress when Aime shrugged her shoulders and walked to Esstel. Esstel however went to Yaress and gave some of Miroku's hair to her. Then he whispered something in her ear and returned to his groups.
"We'll go straight down." Esstel said thoughtfully. "You check on the floors."
"Floors?" Miroku asked.
"Yes floors. Hell has floors that basically works like this." Esstel explained. "The deeper you are in hell the more evil and wicked you are but that doesn't really work so. For example Yaress belongs to a lower floor and so do I and Tresy but then Aime is the only one who belongs to this floor. This is the highest."
Miroku didn't get it at all but let it be. Now he felt like Inu-yasha when someone tried to explain something to the hanyou.
"Lets get going" Yaress said going toward one of the tunnels. Her group followed. Esstel led his group to another tunnel and so they were divided into two.
A/N: Finally a new chapter for you to read. I hope that my readers haven't disappered somewhere.
I'm not going to forget these stories, but my school is taking most of my time and I'm out of town this weekend. I hope I'll have a new chapter for Tears of a Ghost soon. I have began writing it, but it isn't even half ready.
In this story I will introduce many different characters, but not even half of them will have a part in the final "act" or how could I call it. You can help me to decide wich will be with Miroku to the end in this story telling me who you like.
Now when the group has devided, but they'll meet up again especially when they realize a mistake they did ^_^
I will be very busy before Christmas so I don't know will I have another chapter before it. First I have a lot of school work, then comes Christmas and right after (almost right after) is my birthday.
I try anyhow to get a second chapter. I also must use my time a lot in other stuff that I must get ready so.
Anyhow. I won't forget these stories! I promise that! My writing just might take some time.
See ya!!
However I do own Esstel, Geryan, Urma, Aime, Tresy, Yaress and AL (and I won't ever borrow them, sorry but true).
Symbols are: "talking", 'thoughts', ***new place or time*** , ~ hard to explain but when Esstel enters someone's mind everything that's said in there is marked like this ~
Chapter 4
Welcome to Hell
Miroku felt strange. He felt as if he was floating, but suddenly the darkness changed into light. He was standing in a white place where was simply nothing. There was no floor or roof just whiteness everywhere. When he looked at himself he was almost pale and he didn't have his monk's clothes on him. He wore loose pants and a vest.
~ It'll go over ~ Miroku turned around when he heard that dreamy voice. The same red-haired guy was standing there dressed in loose pants like he was, but he had a shirt with long sleeves. His clothes were white just like the monk's.
~Where are we? ~ Miroku asked looking around at the emptiness. ~ Is this hell? ~
Esstel followed his gaze while the monk studied the surroundings. ~ This is my closed mind. ~
~ Huh? ~ Miroku turned to look at this tall man that sometimes was standing lower than he was and sometimes higher. He was happy that Esstel wasn't yet standing on his head. However, seeing Esstel sit on nothing, he got confused.
~I took your soul into me and now we have entered the portal to the hell ~ Esstel explained. ~This place is a part of my mind that won't tell anything about my thoughts. This is the only part you'll see of my mind, but I'll see every part of your mind.~
Miroku gasped and was just about to say something but suddenly it went dark again and Esstel was gone. His clothes changed to black and when he looked behind him or above him all he saw was black.
"Get up from there!" Miroku heard a voice from behind him and before he knew someone had grabbed his hand and he was trough out wet. "Are you testing the limits of your soul?" Esstel asked, pulling him out from a strange pool.
Miroku gasped when he looked around. It was all red. Everywhere he saw red rock walls and tunnels. Some were dark and some were light. "What is this place?"
Esstel let his hand free and folded his arms inside his huge sleeves. "This is Hell" was his simple answer.
Miroku turned to look at the tall man with wide eyes. So he had arrived.
"Come on." the red-haired one said, turning and entering one of the tunnels. "You can't find your beloved alone in this place."
Miroku didn't know about this 'beloved' thing, but still followed. Esstel was however the only one he really could trust here.
***deeper in Hell***
"How boring can this get?" a brown haired woman with a long braid exclaimed while lying on her back and leaning her legs against the wall.
"Why don't you come up with some action" said a guy from beside another wall, leaning peacefully. He was dressed in a black Chinese shirt and dark pants with a lot of room.
The women that first spoke jumped gracefully to her feet. She cracked her knuckles. Her fingers were covered with strange metal nails that could be a very deadly weapon. "With out Esstel here I don't even have a training partner." she said. On her hips were hanging two long blue scarfs. She also wore blue pants and her top was made of metal.
"Like you would need any training when you're dead." the man said closing his eyes. What could you simply do in hell?
"He's coming." said a man with short brown hair and a woman with red long hair in unison. They had been silently sitting to the side until they heard someone approaching.
Esstel stepped out from one of the tunnels being followed by Miroku. "So. what did the hermit want?" asked the man with short brown hair.
"Something to do with this guy?" asked the woman with red hair, walking around the nervous Miroku. She was tall as well. Maybe just a bit taller than Miroku. She also had those eyes that seemed to read you like an open book.
"This lovesick guy wants to find his beloved that was pulled down here." Esstel explained shortly, sitting down on a red rock.
"Love affairs, huh?" the man with the black shirt said, sounding bored while he glanced at Miroku the first time.
"Why does the girl always have to be saved!?!" the woman with the long braid demanded huffing angrily. "I'm getting bored with this world!"
"Well. You can't do anything about it anymore" Esstel said calmly, staring up at her.
Miroku just looked at the people. The red haired woman walked to the others. What was this about? He was getting confused and before he knew the people here was fighting and all you could see was a dust cloud.
"Would you finally grow up, jerks?!." Esstel, who was the onlyone not fighting, shouted.
At that same moment the others stopped. "Well. Who was the one who died first?" the guy with the short brown hair demanded from Esstel.
Esstel was silent for a moment and then pointed on the other red haired person. "Well. After her?" the other guy demanded again.
"I died cause of some stupid game the gods had!" Esstel shout standing up. He was taller than this other man. The two of them stared at each other for a long time, but then Esstel gave up and grumbled.
"You always give up, Esstel" the other guy laughed. "Wouldn't you introduce us?" he asked pointing at Miroku.
Esstel sighed. "This is Miroku. A perverted monk who isn't too sure about his feeling for this girl we are after and-" He was stopped short by Miroku's hand. How did he know all that. The monk grinned to the others who only lifted their brows.
"Well. I'm Geryan of Neversummer." the man with short brown hair said. He had a leather coat on him that had fur linings and some colored bands. "I'm this jerks brother. kind of."
Miroku heard how Esstel growled when he was holding his hand against his mouth.
"I'm Urma, an amazoness." the woman with the long braid said muttering something under her breath right after. She was seemingly annoyed about this save-the-girl-thing.
"I'm AL or Albert." said the guy with the black shirt who also had his hair in a short braid. "However you want it."
"I'm Yaress" the red haired woman told. "His sister."
Miroku freed Esstel. "Well. How do you know each other?"
Urma sat down and put her hand against her head. "Well. I saved little Geryan twice and on the third time I met most of these people and joined them in their quest."
"Who's little here?" Geryan growled showing his fangs. This guy looked like human but he had a brown cat tail and huge ears.
"That can be answered!" AL exclaimed. "It's Tresy of course!"
"Who's talking about me?!" Miroku turned around to see a short girl come to them. She had light green and light blue hair. She had brown cat ears and her other hand was covered with a strange metal shield. After her came a taller woman who had a masculine body structure. She had short brown hair and on her cheek she had a huge scar.
"Still hanging around, aren't you?" the one with cat ears hissed to Yaress.
"Mind you own business, demon." Yaress said not showing any kind of anger or any other emotion.
Geryan shook his head and then turned to Miroku. "I'm the son of a demon and a human. That makes me half-demon" he explained getting the monks attention again. "My mother raised Esstel and he was there even when I born."
"Actually you would never have born if I wouldn't have been there" Esstel said. "Your mother and you would have died on that day."
"However can I pay you back, brother?" Geryan asked playfully, giving a very childish look. "With gold perhaps or do you want a kiss." Geryan came forward keeping his hands wide and ready to give a kiss when Esstel ran for cover.
"I can't believe that you're father to two kids" Urma said shaking her head. That stopped Geryan.
"What about you being mother?" Urma only grumbled to that question.
"Who might you be?" asked the masculine woman to Miroku.
"My name is Miroku." the monk said before Esstel could say everything.
"Well. How did you die?" the woman asked.
"I'm not dead." Miroku answered quickly.
"Then that must mean that Esstel or Yaress has its fingers in this. or rather mind." she said looking at the two red-haired ones. "I'm Aime, half sister to Geryan and in a way sister to Esstel."
Miroku nodded. Why did he feel so small in here? Was it cause Urma looked like someone in the fifties and Aime, even older. Yaress and Esstel were too tall to make him feel any better. AL looked like someone from the late forties. Geryan looked a lot older than his acting gave on, but Tresy was the only one who seemed to be younger.
"So...You are a living human with love affairs, right?" Tresy asked, suddenly standing before him. "Not that I would understand anything about love." She seemed thoughtful but then she grinned showing her fangs. "I'm a demon who died as a leader and my name is Tresy. I was the Empress of Shyônito."
Miroku stared at her with wide eyes. "Shyônito?"
"You don't know?" she asked. "How clueless can you be! It's a demon kingdom in Shikoku!"
"Shikoku? Is there a demon kingdom?" Miroku remained utterly perplexed.
"He's from another world, Tresy." Esstel said. "He can't know what you are talking about."
Tresy shrugged her shoulders and went up to Aime. "I'm from a different world as well, but I happened to go through some portal, but that part of my memory is gone. I just happened to get stuck with these especially when my sister was with these guys." She gave a deathly glare toward Esstel.
Esstel looked somewhere else and Miroku noticed that. He lifted his other brow in wonder. "You two are from the same world?" Esstel suddenly said. AL's and Miroku's eyes widened. "Only that you AL are from future and he's from feudal age."
Albert looked at Miroku. "You mean Japan's feudal age?" he asked. Esstel nodded. "Well. That's a lot of years back, but I haven't seen my world or time in many hundred of years and then I died and I don't know how many years I have been here.
"Shouldn't we start to look for this missing beauty?" Yaress asked getting annoyed.
Esstel nodded. "We should split up." he said. "We should stop this demon or whatever before he reaches the deepest depths of hell."
"What will happen then?" Miroku just had to ask even though he had a bad feeling.
"It will be too late." Aime said from behind the monk.
"I wanna go with this Miroku and see if he's capable of saving a girl." Urma informed, rising to feet. "Though, a better plan would be to change him with this girl and then save him."
"Shut up, Urma." AL said, having heard enough.
"I won't go in the same group with her!" Tresy shouted, pointing at Yaress.
"I won't go in the same groups with you!" AL exclaimed pointing at Esstel.
"That I knew already." said both Esstel and Yaress looking elsewhere.
"I would say that Yaress and Esstel would go to different groups being the ones who can take contact to each other." Geryan suggested. He lifted his brow when he saw Tresy walk to Esstel and AL to Yaress.
"Then I'll go with Esstel" Geryan announced walking to his brother.
"Wich one of you will take Miroku?" Urma asked. Esstel and Yaress looked at each other.
"I'll take him." Yaress said, making Miroku feel like he was only an item needed for a quest. Urma walked over to Yaress when Aime shrugged her shoulders and walked to Esstel. Esstel however went to Yaress and gave some of Miroku's hair to her. Then he whispered something in her ear and returned to his groups.
"We'll go straight down." Esstel said thoughtfully. "You check on the floors."
"Floors?" Miroku asked.
"Yes floors. Hell has floors that basically works like this." Esstel explained. "The deeper you are in hell the more evil and wicked you are but that doesn't really work so. For example Yaress belongs to a lower floor and so do I and Tresy but then Aime is the only one who belongs to this floor. This is the highest."
Miroku didn't get it at all but let it be. Now he felt like Inu-yasha when someone tried to explain something to the hanyou.
"Lets get going" Yaress said going toward one of the tunnels. Her group followed. Esstel led his group to another tunnel and so they were divided into two.
A/N: Finally a new chapter for you to read. I hope that my readers haven't disappered somewhere.
I'm not going to forget these stories, but my school is taking most of my time and I'm out of town this weekend. I hope I'll have a new chapter for Tears of a Ghost soon. I have began writing it, but it isn't even half ready.
In this story I will introduce many different characters, but not even half of them will have a part in the final "act" or how could I call it. You can help me to decide wich will be with Miroku to the end in this story telling me who you like.
Now when the group has devided, but they'll meet up again especially when they realize a mistake they did ^_^
I will be very busy before Christmas so I don't know will I have another chapter before it. First I have a lot of school work, then comes Christmas and right after (almost right after) is my birthday.
I try anyhow to get a second chapter. I also must use my time a lot in other stuff that I must get ready so.
Anyhow. I won't forget these stories! I promise that! My writing just might take some time.
See ya!!