Andy
The boy awoke several hours later to find himself in a brightly lit motel room. Needless to say he was terrified, he had apparently been kidnapped during the night and brought him here.
He looked around to get a better sense of his surroundings. It was a perfectly normal room with one large bed, a pull-out couch, and a little mini-kitchen off to the side. His kidnappers obviously weren't very smart since they had left him untied and the only person guarding him was a tall carrot-top who was currently sleeping in a near-by chair.
These were mistakes they dearly regret as the boy planned escape right away. He cautiously climbed out of the bed and started looking for something to use as a weapon. After a bit of searching he found a decently sized frying pan in the mini-kitchen. Next he would need a phone to call the police. He started heading towards the one on the nightstand but stopped short, it would be better to leave the room first, besides it looked as though the phone had been cut into tiny pieces and then set on fire.
He was about to head towards the door when he got a closer look at his sleeping captor. He seemed somehow familiar, though the boy couldn't quite place it.
Suddenly he heard a key turning in the door and ran beside it so he could be there when it opened.
"Honestly, did you have to steal all the donuts?"
"Hn. That brat selling them had it coming, no one gets away with treating me like a child."
"You could have at least paid for so-"He was cut short as a steel frying pan slammed into his face, making him crash into the small man behind him.
The boy tried to run just then but his captors were both tougher and faster than he had thought and before he could blink he was on the ground in quite a bit of pain with something sharp pressing into the back of his neck.
"Aw man, that sure hurt. Ugh, where is he? Geez Hiei get off him, he's spooked enough already!"
Hiei? Where had heard that before? Suddenly the boy felt himself being slowly brought to his feet where he got his first good look at the other two kidnappers. They too looked oddly familiar. One was short with red eyes and spiky black hair that had a white streak in the middle. The other one was taller with normal brown eyes and slicked back black hair, he was the one who had helped him up; he was now whacking the third kidnapper repeatedly to wake him up. Looking closer the boy noticed that the taller one and the sleeping one were about the same age as him. That was odd. Maybe the third one was their father and ringleader.
"You idiot!" yelled the boy with the slicked back hair. "I told you, you had to be awake to explain things to him! Thanks to you I just got hit in the head with a frying pan!"
"Huh, what?" The sleepy boy groggily acknowledged that he was being hit by weakly swatting at the offending hand. "Five more minutes Mommy, I'm too tired to go to school today."
The boy with the gelled back hair came over to the now very confused kidnapping victim, "Can I borrow your frying pan for a minute?" The boy clutched it protectively. "I guess you wouldn't want to give up your only weapon so soon. Don't worry, it's not what you think, and as soon as I wake up this idiot we'll explain everything."
"Here," the short one handed the slick-hair boy a large empty paint can, "use this."
Several minutes later after many whacks with a paint can and a few more frying-pan escape attempts everyone was a bit more battered but they had all finally calmed down.
"Ok kid," said the newly awakened carrot-top, "do you have a name or what?"
"Um... I'm Andy, but... who are you people? You say you haven't kidnapped me but then why am I here?"
"Well I suppose we should start by introducing ourselves, I'm Yusuke Urameshi, the idiot is Kazuma Kuwabara, and the ball of sunshine in the corner there is Hiei."
Andy's left eye twitched once, then twice. He took a deep breath and laughed in a bitter sort of way. "What kind of an idiot do you think I am? I watch that show too you know. Are you psycho in addition to being kidnappers? If you're Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Hiei who am I supposed be, Kurama?"
The three looked at each other with surprised faces. The one who called himself Yusuke laughed nervously and scratched his head, "Well, um, yeah. That is the idea."
Andy blinked, he had to admit they did look a lot like the characters of his favorite show, but that was nuts, "You really are crazy. I'm out of here."
"No wait!" Yusuke ran out in front of him to block his path. "Really, we are who we say we are and we're pretty sure that you're Kurama. Look Andy, I'm not sure what this show is you're talking about but it sounds like you already know about us so ask us anything, we'll prove that we're telling the truth. "
"Anything I ask you will just prove you watch the show a lot and have serious fandom issues."
"Well I'm sorry but we were all drained of our spirit energy on our way here so we can't use any of our attacks, we had to cross dimensions."
Andy looked skeptical. "Right..."
"Well Hiei did have a little left but he used it to blow up the phone when it wouldn't stop ringing, I think it was broken or some-, wait don't go! Look there's got to be something! Anything! Just ask!" Yusuke sounded a little desperate.
Andy looked at him for a minute, "If I come up with something you can't do will you swear to let me go?"
"Sure, I swear."
The boy thought for a minute and smiled, he had it. "Hiei," the would-be fire demon looked up. "If you're really who you say you are then show me your Jagan eye."
Everyone was quiet for a minute, finally he smirked and stood up, "If you insist. I should warn you though, if you're not who we think you are you might go insane when you look at it." He slowly reached up and untied his bandana.
Andy waited a moment and then leaned forward expecting to see a blank forehead. Suddenly there was a large blue eye blinking in his face. He blinked and laughed nervously before falling to the ground in a dead faint.
The boy awoke several hours later to find himself in a brightly lit motel room. Needless to say he was terrified, he had apparently been kidnapped during the night and brought him here.
He looked around to get a better sense of his surroundings. It was a perfectly normal room with one large bed, a pull-out couch, and a little mini-kitchen off to the side. His kidnappers obviously weren't very smart since they had left him untied and the only person guarding him was a tall carrot-top who was currently sleeping in a near-by chair.
These were mistakes they dearly regret as the boy planned escape right away. He cautiously climbed out of the bed and started looking for something to use as a weapon. After a bit of searching he found a decently sized frying pan in the mini-kitchen. Next he would need a phone to call the police. He started heading towards the one on the nightstand but stopped short, it would be better to leave the room first, besides it looked as though the phone had been cut into tiny pieces and then set on fire.
He was about to head towards the door when he got a closer look at his sleeping captor. He seemed somehow familiar, though the boy couldn't quite place it.
Suddenly he heard a key turning in the door and ran beside it so he could be there when it opened.
"Honestly, did you have to steal all the donuts?"
"Hn. That brat selling them had it coming, no one gets away with treating me like a child."
"You could have at least paid for so-"He was cut short as a steel frying pan slammed into his face, making him crash into the small man behind him.
The boy tried to run just then but his captors were both tougher and faster than he had thought and before he could blink he was on the ground in quite a bit of pain with something sharp pressing into the back of his neck.
"Aw man, that sure hurt. Ugh, where is he? Geez Hiei get off him, he's spooked enough already!"
Hiei? Where had heard that before? Suddenly the boy felt himself being slowly brought to his feet where he got his first good look at the other two kidnappers. They too looked oddly familiar. One was short with red eyes and spiky black hair that had a white streak in the middle. The other one was taller with normal brown eyes and slicked back black hair, he was the one who had helped him up; he was now whacking the third kidnapper repeatedly to wake him up. Looking closer the boy noticed that the taller one and the sleeping one were about the same age as him. That was odd. Maybe the third one was their father and ringleader.
"You idiot!" yelled the boy with the slicked back hair. "I told you, you had to be awake to explain things to him! Thanks to you I just got hit in the head with a frying pan!"
"Huh, what?" The sleepy boy groggily acknowledged that he was being hit by weakly swatting at the offending hand. "Five more minutes Mommy, I'm too tired to go to school today."
The boy with the gelled back hair came over to the now very confused kidnapping victim, "Can I borrow your frying pan for a minute?" The boy clutched it protectively. "I guess you wouldn't want to give up your only weapon so soon. Don't worry, it's not what you think, and as soon as I wake up this idiot we'll explain everything."
"Here," the short one handed the slick-hair boy a large empty paint can, "use this."
Several minutes later after many whacks with a paint can and a few more frying-pan escape attempts everyone was a bit more battered but they had all finally calmed down.
"Ok kid," said the newly awakened carrot-top, "do you have a name or what?"
"Um... I'm Andy, but... who are you people? You say you haven't kidnapped me but then why am I here?"
"Well I suppose we should start by introducing ourselves, I'm Yusuke Urameshi, the idiot is Kazuma Kuwabara, and the ball of sunshine in the corner there is Hiei."
Andy's left eye twitched once, then twice. He took a deep breath and laughed in a bitter sort of way. "What kind of an idiot do you think I am? I watch that show too you know. Are you psycho in addition to being kidnappers? If you're Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Hiei who am I supposed be, Kurama?"
The three looked at each other with surprised faces. The one who called himself Yusuke laughed nervously and scratched his head, "Well, um, yeah. That is the idea."
Andy blinked, he had to admit they did look a lot like the characters of his favorite show, but that was nuts, "You really are crazy. I'm out of here."
"No wait!" Yusuke ran out in front of him to block his path. "Really, we are who we say we are and we're pretty sure that you're Kurama. Look Andy, I'm not sure what this show is you're talking about but it sounds like you already know about us so ask us anything, we'll prove that we're telling the truth. "
"Anything I ask you will just prove you watch the show a lot and have serious fandom issues."
"Well I'm sorry but we were all drained of our spirit energy on our way here so we can't use any of our attacks, we had to cross dimensions."
Andy looked skeptical. "Right..."
"Well Hiei did have a little left but he used it to blow up the phone when it wouldn't stop ringing, I think it was broken or some-, wait don't go! Look there's got to be something! Anything! Just ask!" Yusuke sounded a little desperate.
Andy looked at him for a minute, "If I come up with something you can't do will you swear to let me go?"
"Sure, I swear."
The boy thought for a minute and smiled, he had it. "Hiei," the would-be fire demon looked up. "If you're really who you say you are then show me your Jagan eye."
Everyone was quiet for a minute, finally he smirked and stood up, "If you insist. I should warn you though, if you're not who we think you are you might go insane when you look at it." He slowly reached up and untied his bandana.
Andy waited a moment and then leaned forward expecting to see a blank forehead. Suddenly there was a large blue eye blinking in his face. He blinked and laughed nervously before falling to the ground in a dead faint.