Catse: Hey everyone! I'm back with another chapter! Yays! Anyways, I thought this chapter was going to be longer than my usual, but I guess not. It came out about the same length it always does. But I like this chapter. I think it's funny. Poor Seika. You'll agree with me when you're done reading I'm sure. Anyways, on to the chappie!
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Disclaimer: I don't think I need to repeat the same thing over and over agin but see chapter one if you want an actual disclaimer (X3-I don't usually use faces but I like this one. It's cute.)
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Seika threw old vines and kicked a few logs and twigs out of his way as he began to find out how much he really hated scraggly old ladies.
'Dratted Grandma! Thinks she knows everything! So what if she's ninety-two years old! She doesn't have the right to boss me around because of that! Doesn't she know it's the younger generation that going to care for her.' He thought to himself, brushing even more vegetation out of the way.
He was beginning to hate the old forest too, considering that every manner of nature seemed to be setting itself in his way on purpose.
'When does it end! Branch for branch! And that's it! Man I wish I had Niko with me. He'd at least be able to tell me where to go! Oh well. I guess I have to deal with it. I just hope I don't meet any snakes in here. They're so...scary....' Seika shivered again as to give effect to his words.
But as he traveled, he began to feel more and more like he was being watched. It had started when he walked into Buddha's temple, and he knew how powerful it was and who it might be. He just couldn't tell from where; an aspect he was hoping the famous Master Genkai could show him.
He still didn't see how she could possibly out race him.
Kenya, Katai, even Satou maybe. But a ninety-two year old grandmother?
Come on! He'd seen more of the world than that! He knew better than to think she could do it until he saw it. He wasn't a gullible person that believed everything he heard. He needed proof. Evidence.
That was what the streets had taught him.
Don't believe everything you hear.
Although with legends such as Yusuke Uremeshi and his Spirit Detective gang, he found that rule hard to follow. He couldn't help but believe in them, even though he knew that if it were a lie it would break his heart. After all, everyone needs something or someone to believe in.
Yusuke was his idle since he was young.
A lot of the street punks used to talk of him.
Talk of how it seemed as if everytime they messed with him, he could blow a whistle and a thousand classmates all with guns and swords would jump out to defend him. But in reality, it was only him, but he hit like a thousand classmates with guns and swords.
Seika kind of wondered how Yusuke managed to get so strong as he did. Like the guy had cosmic powers or something!
'Must be that demon side. Man! I wish I had a demon side!'
But that wish seemed strange in his mind. Like it was truth of a sort.
'What if...? What if I have a demon side already?'
He heard the branches behind him stir unnaturally and he turned to search for the commotion, but a mere squirrel jumped out with a nut in his hands, and scampered away.
"Only a squirrel..." He whispered to himself trying to calm himself down.
"Wait? What the hell is a squirrel doing in a forest like this?" He turned to see where the squirrel had scampered off to, a set of bushes to his right.
Almost instantly they erupted with tiny squeals and the sound of claws digging around. A few leaves fell to the ground from the bush, and then, one final squeal, and the sound of bones cracking as something ate echoed from the tree.
A small nut rolled out of the bushes solemnly and sat at his feet.
"AH!" He cried loudly, running the opposite direction of the noise with tears of fear in his eyes. "Don't eat ME!!! I'm no good! All tough meat!!! AAAAHHHH!!!"
He kept running, turning to look behind him a few times to ensure there wasn't a demon following.
'Did I loose him?'
WHAM!!!
Seika's eyes rolled into the top of his head as he fell back, the imprint of his chest and face outlined into the front of the tree trunk.
'Ow...Where the hell did that tree come from?And how the hell did I not see it?'
Seika stared up at the tree he had run into.
It was a tall dark brown oak with large roots and flimsy branches covered in bright green leaves. The wood on the front was knobby, and sort of looked like eyes when looked at in a certain way. Below the knobs was what looked like a mouth carved into the wood.
"Hey? That does look like a face? I wonder who cut it out?"
"No one cut it out! That is my mouth!" The deep angry sound echoed around him and he stared at the ground in disbelief, watching it shake beneath him.
'Where'd that sound come from?'
Suddenly, Seika stiffened.
Looking up, he suddenly found where the sound had come from.
The knobs on the tree were open to reveal a pair of glowing red eyes that stared peircingly at him. The mouth was open, breathing warm dry air in his face that caused his long bangs to flutter around his forehead.
"How dare you defy me?"
It took a moment for Seika to comprehend what was happening, before he returned his answer.
"AHHHHHH! DON'T EAT ME! AHHHHHH!!"
He darted away from the tree, running around him in order to get past, and prayed he wasn't following him.
But this time, he didn't make the stupid mistake of turning to look if someone was following him. He'd run into another tree that way!
Finally, when he did stop for a break, he looked up into the branches of the trees in hopes that there were no other demons watching him.
Seeing that he was alone, he began to walk slower, as to rest his aching muscles.
He huffed heavily, staring at trees to ensure they had no eyes or mouths.
"I wonder what time it is? I think I might have overdone the time-limit already." He said aloud to himself, as he looked from tree to tree.
A thick hiss caught him off guard. Turning to the noise, he found a small boa constrictor hanging from a tree, watching him intently.
"SNAKE!!!" He cried, running away. "SNAKE! SNAKE! SNAKE! SNAKE! GOD I HATE THIS FOREST!!!"
"The brat's got ten minutes." Genkai reminded Seika as she leaned against the tall tree on the other end of the forest. "He'd better get here by then."
"You won't train him unless he gets here?" Kenya inquired in confusion, staring at the Master of the Spirit Wave.
"No. Not that. I will train him. This is more a practice for him than it is a test. I want to see how he can handle the forest—"
Suddenly a scream broke out from the forest. Seika was screaming about something, and it didn't seem pleasant.
"Seika!" Kenya shouted, starting for the forest, but a firm wrinkled hand snatched his ankle and dragged him back.
"Genkai?"
"Don't go to him kid. He needs to do this on his own. Whether you like it or not. He's got to decide who he is and what he has before he can hope to train under me. Even for a short period. Believe me kid. If he really wants it, he'll be here." Genkai told him, releasing his ankle so as to relax against the tree again.
Kenya stared at her a moment, and then back to the forest.
'I hope you're right...Master Genkai.'
"AAAHHHHH!!!" Seika shouted, running through the forest, and entire brigade of demons following him, all of them carrying weapons of some sort.
They all were ugly creatures, probably the lowest C-classes around, and wore little but a loin cloth and a shirt on some.
"Stay away from me!!! I don't want to fight!!!" Seika shouted, knocking a branch out of his way that whacked one of the demons following him in the face. The demon snarled and scratched at his face in agitation, getting knocked down and trampled by the other demons.
"We want meat kid! Young human flesh is perfect!" One hissed, taking a swipe at him with a hand-made sythe.
Seika ducked and kept running, doing his best not to turn around lest he run into a tree or trip.
"Yes. And ever so rarely do we get something so young and tasty as you." Another giggled, throwing a whip with a weight on the end in Seika's direction.
Again he managed to get out of the way, but he began to contemplate how he was doing it.
He wasn't usually this agile, but for some reason, it seemed as if he wasn't the one moving his body.
'What's wrong with me?'
An image of Yoru trying to attack Kenya and Satou flew through his mind.
'That's right. She was attacking them. And I attacked her. But how did I get her to put them down? And how did I come to be the one whipped? I don't even remember!'
Suddenly, everything went quiet around him, and he had to take a quick glance behind him.
There was no one behind him.
"Where'd the demons go?" He asked himself, stopping to take a quick breather and search the area. "Why did they just disappear?"
"They didn't want to meddle with me." He heard the hiss from behind him.
He froze up instantly. The hairs on his spine stood up on end and the goosebumps rose on his arms and neck.
'Oh no...please don't be...please don't be...'
He turned around to stare at the being behind him.
The top part was of a greenish man, a few scales decorating shoulders and face, a few on the clawed hands.
The face in general looked sleek and deadly, the nose a pair of slits, the eyes gold and glaring with tiny slits for pupils, the mouth smiling with a pair of fangs hanging over the lower lip.
The creature had not hair, but he didn't need any. His bottom was composed of nothing else but a tail...a long...green...scaly...muscular...tail.
Seika's lower lip quivered.
He stared at the creature before him with true fear, unable to talk, think, or even breath a thick gasp.
"Hello." The creature hissed, a long slithery tongue slipping from the slit left for his scaley mouth.
"SNAKE!!!!" Seika shouted, turning away from him and running like it was bloody murder. "SNAKE!!! SNAKE!!! SNAKE!!! SNAKE!!! SNAKE!!!"
He kept on running, even when his feet felt like they would give out on him. He tripped on logs a couple times due to his hurry, but instantly jumped back up to keep running.
'Snake! Snake! Snake! SNAKE!!! Don't let him catch me! Don't let him catch me! DON'T LET HIM CATCH MEEEEEEE!!!!!"
He tripped again when the trees broke open for a clearing. Finally, feeling beaten and tired, he allowed for collapse, and waited for the deadly slither to drag in behind him.
"Hey Seika. You did it!" He heard a familiar vioce cheer from before him, and then a firm hand grab his arm to haul him up.
The being touching him wrapped Seika's arm around his shoulder, and helped him to walk. "A little worse for wear, but you did it! You made it in time!"
Seika looked up drearily, almost lost in his exhaustion, but smiled when he noticed Kenya's face peering at him happily.
"Kenya?"
"Sure is. Come on. Genkai's waiting for you."
Seika stared up at the tall tree and the scraggly old woman sitting in front of it.
He had made it? So he had managed to cross the forest and make it in time?
"You got here with ten seconds to spare kid, but you made it alright. Congrats." She told him simply, standing up to greet him with a small smile.
"I hate you..." He whispered, more out of exhaustion and anger than meaning.
"Good. That will make all this the more meaningful." Genkai replied, her smile deepening.
"Three tasty morsels. Quite the snack." They heard the slitherish whisper growl from the forest.
Immediately Seika began to struggle. "Snake!"
"Miroki. Get your ass back in that forest!" They heard Genkai shout.
Seika turned to see the little old woman walk up to the large creature, with out a single gesture of look to her that would make her seemed afraid or frightened in any way.
"Wait!" Seika shouted, but it was too late. She was now close enough to Miroki for him to reach out and snatch her with one clawed hand.
"Why should I? You don't scare me little human. You're too old and weak. And a female of your kind no less." Miroki slithered.
"Perhaps. But you can't even reach for me, so who are you to call me weak?" She whispered back to him slyly. She knew something he didn't.
In a rage Miroki reached for Genkai, but was immediately stopped by a shot of yellow lightning that sprang from right before Genkai.
"What the?" Seika whispered, staring. 'What did Genkai do?'
"You are a complete idiot, you know that. You know well enough about the wards I keep around this forest. You can't come out. Only we can, and I don't think my new student is willing to step in there so you can have your meal." Genkai mocked, stepping away from the barrier with a sly smile.
"No! Then I will fight my way out! I have enough power to break your wards! You can't contain me!"
"You sure you want to do that Miroki!" It was Kenya's turn to mock the snake like demon before him. "She's a tough old lady!"
"Shut up weakling!" Miroki answered, fighting with the barrier. He was again shocked, but he didn't seem to care.
Seika began to feel the weird sensations again, like the ones he felt with Yoru when she had picked up Kenya by his collar and thrown Satou off.
He felt as if there was something taking over his body. As if there were some kind of freakish thing his his body trying to fight him for it's control.
'Let me take control. I can't take care of this easily.'
'What the...? Who the hell?'
'I am someone they know, but you do not. Let me free. I'll kill him for you and there will be no more trouble.'
'Not until you tell me who you are!'
'Then I guess you have no choice but to deal with a hungry snake. I warned you.'
"I warned you Miroki. Never to mess with my seals and you would be fine. Did I not?" Genkai turned on the demon with a red anger in her eyes that made her appear like a demon herself.
"Shut up you old hag!"
That was all it took.
Before they could blink, Genkai had jumped through the barrier and snatched a hold on Miroki's thick tail.
Using some of the strength she kept for such times as this, she hoisted him over her shoulder and began to twirl it, causing the demon five times her size to fly up into the air and spin with the velocity she was putting into his tail.
Then, with one quick turn of her own, she tossed him into the deeper recesses of the forest, him screaming the entire way his surprise. "I'll be back you old hag! I'll fight you then!"
Once the trash had been cleaned up, Genkai wiped her hands and turned to the exhausted Seika and his friend, Kenya.
Seika didn't look at her. Instead he kept his eyes downcast to the ground.
So there was someone inside of him. But who? And what was he? A demon perhaps? But if so, why in his body?
"Shall we return to the temple. Training must commence immediately." Genkai spoke gently, walking ahead of them.
"Sure. Come on Seika. Time to start."
Seika nodded weakly and they followed Genkai, his arm draped over Keny's shoulder, his legs still tired from the long run he had just endured.
'Who...Who is inside of me?'
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Catse: So...what did you think? Please review. Did you feel sorry for Seika? I know I did and I'm the one that wrote it! But this being inside, it's going to come into play later on, and will create a ton more laughs. Lets just say whatever has Seika's body is hyper, and has an unbelievable sense of humor. Oh, and I wanted to ask. Who here do you think is the coolest character? Just in your opinion. I was just curious? They all seem cool to me. Well, tell I write again. Ja Ne for now!
