A/N:you know what the trouble with entertainment, I keep on imagining what Zika might do if she was in there. Remember, I refer to myself as Neko Baka in these things.

Disclaimer: Of course I don't own anything of the characters and stuff, otherwise I'll be a spoiled little rich brat. And I doubt that any of you really owns any of them either. I don't even own Zika; she's Hikura_'s. I only own the words, so there! And the characters that I made up, like the Guardians and the Bounty Hunters, the Zika Trinity, and Wait! I also own the comic book 'The k'Night', but since I'm rewriting and drawing, and basically nobody knows that it exists, you can't really steal it, can you? This fanfic was brought to you from the results of two hyper and bored girls walking home from school. **Grins** ENJOY!!



WARNING: Scenes of violence, some explicit language and topics that might disturb some readers. Mature Audiences only (like 16). This is Zika we're talking about, so there will most definitely be violence. And since it's me, there's going to be blood. And characters are probably going to be OOC, since I'm a deprived little manic.



Chapter Five: Seek me not

(Zika meets DragonLance!!oh yeah, this one is for Togipi aka lovelyflame, for dropping DragonLance on me and re-kindling my interest in it.)



"By all that is HOLY!!" Akhad Sumer said, slumping into his chair. "Oh, the humanity! Half of middle-earth, gone! And whose fault, I wonder." Recognizing the two Bounty Hunters, he called up Delilah. "I'd like to have an explanation." He said as she appeared in his magic mirror. She looked amused.

"Then you've been visited by the Dark Angel."

"Yes," he said, annoyed. "And your Bounty Hunters are responsible to her blowing up half of middle-earth."

"Which is nothing compared to what she has done to my realm." She responded promptly.

Akhad licked his lips. "We all know the extent of Zika's damage, I recall Aamina giving us warnings when she created her."

"Well, you know how Aamina is." Delilah said. "She's a little imp."

"Is that so?" Akhad smiled. "So, why don't you fill me in with your little plotting?"

Delilah grinned. "Of course dear brother…"



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"Another F*cking forest!!" Zika complained. "Why does it have to be these goddanm forests?"

Jova sighed. She had been going on like this for the past half hour since they arrived (mid-air, with an interesting landing) just inside of a very dark and spooky forest. Zika had been intrigued by the feeling of the place, and decided to go exploring. Jova should have known that Zika's good humour wouldn't last for long.

"You'd think that they'd find a better place to out their towers, but no! Mages have absolutely no imagination concerning the location of their so- called sanctuaries. To hell with the whole lot of them!"

Jova had a remark on the tip of his tongue (well, his speaker), when something distracted him. "Uh, Zika? Are those zombies crawling out of the ground?"

Zika glanced down. "Yes, and they've been following us for some time now." She began a detailed lecture on how the location of one's lair is important. Around her (or rather, them), zombie-like creatures broke out of the ground until they were almost at their destination, a tower. The creatures surrounded Zika, and were obviously trying to drive her away. Zika dropped her lecture.

"Silly things." She said, petting a few on the head, and slipping past them to get at the tower entrance. The door wasn't locking, although Jova thought that he detected a whole bunch of spells. Zika, of course, simply ignored these, perhaps easier since they were already inside the barriers. She all but blasted her way in.

A black robed apprentice appeared from some corner. "What the…?"

"Good day to you too, or is it night? And how in the world do you tell the difference?" Zika said cheerfully as she strolled in. "Might the master of the tower be in? Or perhaps he never leaves?"

The apprentice, an elf Jova noticed, stood completely shocked and he seemed to be staring.

"What? Have you never seen an albino before? Is this world completely made up of idiots?" Zika snapped.

"You, you weren't invited…my master would have told me…or he would be here if…" the elf stammered.

"A stammering elf, not very impressive. Dear me, is this how pitiful this world has fallen?" Zika mocked. "I do believe that I should have a word with your master. No, do not bother to follow, I can find my own way." Zika swept past him, quite regally, and dashed up the main stairs. She was almost whistling to herself when she reached the door, and opened it to the study.

"Hello there!" She said cheerfully in Japanese as she walked in. "Really nice place you got here."

A man in black robes with silver runes stared at her. "Who are you? Where did you come from?"

"I'm Zika, and I'm from everywhere and nowhere."

"How did you get in here?"

"I walked in, like any normal being. You put one foot in front of the other, like this, over and over." She demonstrated by walking slowly in a circle around the room. The mage just looked at her.

"What about my defences? My spells, the Dead Ones?" He asked.

"Oh, those." She waved her hand dismissingly. "They're not really a threat, you know. Especially to me, doubly so since I arrived inside your shields."

Jova was amused by the mage's face. 'Perhaps this isn't so bad after all.' He thought to himself. He smiled electronically.

"I mean, practically anyone could walk right through them." Zika continued. "And you call yourself a mage!"

He tried to defend himself, but Zika motioned for him to stop. "What a pitiful excuse for a mage, really! I want to show you something." She went to the window, and spread her arms wide.

'Oh no! Not again! And we should be leaving if we don't want those Bounty Hunters on our tail.' Jova groaned as electricity danced around him in a familiar pattern. He sighed to himself and missed Zika turning into her Digital Form. She unfolded her wings and flexed them expertly. "See, aren't they pretty. Very appropriate for the next ruler of the universe, don't you think?"

Jova couldn't bear it anymore. "Zika! We should be going! Do you want Ikeda to come around?"

Zika scowled, clearly upset while the mage was trying to figure out where Jova's voice was coming from.

"All right, you party pooper, I'm going to leave now."

If he could, Jova would have breathed a deep breath of relief as Zika hit the dimension jumper. The light surrounded him and he closed his eyes.

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A/N: Oh dear! I didn't put in any RAOI!

(The REAL)Zika: **mutters** thank goodness

Neko: **ignores Zika** well, I'm sorry. I'll make sure there's one in the next chapter…SLAYERS!!

Zika: OH GOOD GOD!!!