Enough talk, it's smashing time!
I am truly not making any money off of this, I really don't think that none of us are, I'm just a poor college student that is bored and somewhat imaginative. So, read, and Enjoy!
Notes: Sometimes it will be point of view, sometimes it won't, depends on where the story takes me, I will write and update often, since I know what it is like to be in the middle of a really good story and to just be left hanging.
(Words with a day will be journal entries made by the character, and I think in this story each character will have his own, maybe. Words with ** means they will be personal thoughts. Also, I may throw in song lyrics so beware of those.)
Glass Vase
Chapter 4: Break Free
"Bombs?" Both Hiei and Kurama spoke in quiet understanding. *There is only one, that I know of that has the power to make energy bombs... And he's dead.*
"Yes, That's exactly what I said, bombs. Made from very powerful and destructive youki, so I suggest that you all be careful." Said Botan, in a voice that was almost about to crack. She dared not look at the four young men in front of her.
"So, when is the mission supposed to start? Now?" Asked Yusuke, looking at Botan's quivering form. He ran a hand through his slick black hair and sighed.
"Well, it's not going to be for a few days, or until they decided to make a move in any of the worlds. So in the meantime, Koenma has decided that you boys could use some training, so that's why he has ordered you to go to Genkai's temple to train. This training will be worse than what you have all endured in the past; Genkai has something else in mind for you this time." Botan's knuckles were white from the grip she had on the sleeve of her pink kimono.
"Oh great. Just what we need, a week at Grandma's evil boot camp. I've been through that shit before already and I barely survived living six months with that old hag! Crap, but at least I'll have someone to complain to, right?" Yusuke's eyes positively sparkled with hope that they would share his sentiments.
"Speak for yourself Urameshi. I'm kinda glad that we get to go back into battle! I, the great Kuwabara Kazuma will destroy those fiends with a single stroke from my all powerful super cool rei sword!" Kuwabara was puffing out his chest like an over-sized orange haired turkey.
"Hn," the snort came from the corner of the room, the dark figure just shook his head and laughed, "and what do you plan to do? Hit them with that pathetic excuse for a sword? It couldn't even cut what you ningens call butter." *I'll take care of things. If I'm right, it won't be easy. Burn marks, bombs, energy bombs... Karasu. That bastard should be dead. I saw Kurama drain his blood at the Ankoku Bojutsukai, no one would be able to live through that. I still remember that night at the Kubikukuri Hotel, how I tended to Kurama's scorched and bleeding body. That son of a bitch will pay for what he did to my fox, he will pay by my hand, and my hand alone, let them have the others, Karasu is mine.*
*What is Hiei thinking? He's got that look in his eyes, the look that only he gets when he is about to destroy. What beautiful eyes... No, no time to think about that, Botan said burn marks and bombs. Could it be... no it couldn't, could it? Karasu, I killed him, he can't still be among the living after what I did to him. 'When I like something... I like to take it away...' I can still hear his creepy voice, and his clammy touch among my skin. No this time, he will die by my hand, and this time, I will make sure his bones melt in acid and his flesh rotts among the worms and roaches. He will not get to me, never again.*
To Be Continued.............
I know these chapters are short, but I don't have time to write longer ones, maybe I will write a real long and good one this weekend. I turn 18 on Friday! Yay! Please review and send your comments, I love to read em. Thanks Ja Mata!
I am truly not making any money off of this, I really don't think that none of us are, I'm just a poor college student that is bored and somewhat imaginative. So, read, and Enjoy!
Notes: Sometimes it will be point of view, sometimes it won't, depends on where the story takes me, I will write and update often, since I know what it is like to be in the middle of a really good story and to just be left hanging.
(Words with a day will be journal entries made by the character, and I think in this story each character will have his own, maybe. Words with ** means they will be personal thoughts. Also, I may throw in song lyrics so beware of those.)
Glass Vase
Chapter 4: Break Free
"Bombs?" Both Hiei and Kurama spoke in quiet understanding. *There is only one, that I know of that has the power to make energy bombs... And he's dead.*
"Yes, That's exactly what I said, bombs. Made from very powerful and destructive youki, so I suggest that you all be careful." Said Botan, in a voice that was almost about to crack. She dared not look at the four young men in front of her.
"So, when is the mission supposed to start? Now?" Asked Yusuke, looking at Botan's quivering form. He ran a hand through his slick black hair and sighed.
"Well, it's not going to be for a few days, or until they decided to make a move in any of the worlds. So in the meantime, Koenma has decided that you boys could use some training, so that's why he has ordered you to go to Genkai's temple to train. This training will be worse than what you have all endured in the past; Genkai has something else in mind for you this time." Botan's knuckles were white from the grip she had on the sleeve of her pink kimono.
"Oh great. Just what we need, a week at Grandma's evil boot camp. I've been through that shit before already and I barely survived living six months with that old hag! Crap, but at least I'll have someone to complain to, right?" Yusuke's eyes positively sparkled with hope that they would share his sentiments.
"Speak for yourself Urameshi. I'm kinda glad that we get to go back into battle! I, the great Kuwabara Kazuma will destroy those fiends with a single stroke from my all powerful super cool rei sword!" Kuwabara was puffing out his chest like an over-sized orange haired turkey.
"Hn," the snort came from the corner of the room, the dark figure just shook his head and laughed, "and what do you plan to do? Hit them with that pathetic excuse for a sword? It couldn't even cut what you ningens call butter." *I'll take care of things. If I'm right, it won't be easy. Burn marks, bombs, energy bombs... Karasu. That bastard should be dead. I saw Kurama drain his blood at the Ankoku Bojutsukai, no one would be able to live through that. I still remember that night at the Kubikukuri Hotel, how I tended to Kurama's scorched and bleeding body. That son of a bitch will pay for what he did to my fox, he will pay by my hand, and my hand alone, let them have the others, Karasu is mine.*
*What is Hiei thinking? He's got that look in his eyes, the look that only he gets when he is about to destroy. What beautiful eyes... No, no time to think about that, Botan said burn marks and bombs. Could it be... no it couldn't, could it? Karasu, I killed him, he can't still be among the living after what I did to him. 'When I like something... I like to take it away...' I can still hear his creepy voice, and his clammy touch among my skin. No this time, he will die by my hand, and this time, I will make sure his bones melt in acid and his flesh rotts among the worms and roaches. He will not get to me, never again.*
To Be Continued.............
I know these chapters are short, but I don't have time to write longer ones, maybe I will write a real long and good one this weekend. I turn 18 on Friday! Yay! Please review and send your comments, I love to read em. Thanks Ja Mata!