It is only a matter of time
Ok here's the much awaited for Chapter 10! CH 10! OMG! I never actually expected to go beyond 6 chapters with this story but wow! 10! And there's still more action to dish out! Beams proudly! Well, I'm glad you all still love this fic! And here's the 10th chappi for ya...10…wow…I still can't get over it!
Note - Jamie and Ryan - There's a Russian Knife in here! Lol.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of shaman king I'm just borrowing them for a bit of twisted fun.
Summary/Blurb: What if HoroHoro and Pilika had a tougher past than Ren? And what if that past came back so soon?
Warning: This is my first fan-fic on shaman king so excuse all the ooc-ness…oh and there's a few bad words…not much else really so I'll leave ya to it. Enjoy!
Ch-10, True or False?
Ren clutched HoroHoro's wrist with a vice like grip, willing him to become lighter, but feeling him slipping out of his hands.
"HoroHoro!" he called down, hoping to get him climbing up but he didn't respond to his name. "HoroHoro, climb up. I can't pull you up, you have to climb up!" he yelled through gritted teeth. Suddenly a body was next to him, grappling at HoroHoro's wrists to try and pull him back to safety. HoroHoro chose that moment to look up into the eyes of a stranger and his father, trying to pull him up.
Ren could see the distrust in his eyes, he didn't like this man and would rather die than be anywhere within a 20 mile radius of this guy. "Come on Horo, climb up!" he said encouraging him to try and move.
"That's it, Trey; climb up! We can't pull you up!" the stranger said. 'Trey? What?' Ren thought to himself. But HoroHoro seemed to respond to that name, so Ren figured he'd use it too, just until he got his memories back.
HoroHoro began to climb up the cliff slipping a few times, but he finally made it back up to the safety of the cliff. He lay in Ren's arms, eyes closed, breathing heavily, not caring who this stranger was just so long as it wasn't Ethan. Ren noticed this and glared at the stranger.
"Thank you friend. For saving my son's life." He said standing from his sitting position he had fell in to.
"Friend? I think not! And your son, is also my best friend whom you kidnapped a few days ago." Ren said helping HoroHoro to stand noticing how difficult this seemed for him to do.
"I am?" he asked quietly, leaning in Ren heavily.
"I believe you are mistaken…" Ethan began but was cut short by Ren's Kwon Doe at his throat. The other shamans stood ready to battle but awaited their leaders signal.
"I believe I'm not. Now let us go." He said. Glaring daggers at the man
"Or what?" Ethan asked placing his trust in his shamanic army.
"Or you die" Ren said simply, feeling HoroHoro pale behind him.
"You can't kill me. My army will annihilate you." Ethan said frozen to the spot eyeing Ren as he tried to talk his way out of this dilemma.
"No they won't" Ren said very sure of his judgement. They were amateurs; they could not beat a pro like him. "Walk that way." Ren pointed using his Kwon Doe. Ethan unwillingly walked the intended direction. Telling the Shamanic army to stay put, at Ren's request. Once they had gone far enough, Ren tied Ethan to a tree, leaving him there to whinge and moan.
After Ren was sure they were far enough away he set HoroHoro down and finally took a good look at him. It was awful.
He had bruising all over his face, so much so Ren hardly recognised the Ainu boy. He also noticed his wet clothes and harsh breathing. He was feverish too which could bring a lot of problems on the journey back home. Also there was the question of HoroHoro's temporary memory loss. At least he hoped it was temporary. He also took into account that HoroHoro was not walking well either. So he guessed there was an injury on his legs somewhere, possibly his left leg.
Ren was shocked to no end. He'd never seen HoroHoro this bad and never wished to but here he was. Almost dead by the looks of it.
"Who are you?" HoroHoro croaked as he sat propped up against a tree, eyes closed.
"You tell me." Ren said, collecting some firewood, hoping to jog some memories.
"I don't know." HoroHoro said, sleepily. Ren looked round, watching as the Ainu attempted to stay awake.
"It's ok. Go to sleep. I'll keep watch." Ren said, showing his nicer, truer side before the amnesiac Shaman. "Koloro will wake you if anything goes wrong." He assured as HoroHoro nodded and fell asleep immediately.
Ren took this opportunity to inspect HoroHoro's injuries in more detail. He gently lay him down and pulled his trouser leg up to a nasty, open, infected wound that could only have been made by a knife. A Russian knife! He recognised the style, the slanted angle, the jagged flesh pattern. 'So these people are Russian?' Ren began to get annoyed at these people, as he found more and more horrid wounds inflicted on his friends body. His protectiveness was growing as he tried to dress the wounds he could, thankful that he had remembered the first aid kit, but a small first aid kit wasn't going to help HoroHoro in the long run.
"Koloro!" Ren called out, feeling her float to his side from HoroHoro's side. "Which way's home?" he asked, expecting her to point the way out for him. But she didn't.
"Koloro! Koloro kol, kol Koloro!" she chirped. Ren didn't even bother turning to Bason, he interpreted immediately.
"She doesn't know." He said in a monotonous voice.
"What! Why? She knew her way here!" Ren yelled through the forest.
"Master… she doesn't know, you walked off in a different direction to the one we took to get here." Bason explained, floating into the background again. Ren's stomach had just digested itself. He was stuck out here, in the freezing cold, with an injured friend who doesn't even know his own name, with no way of getting home and they were being pursued by the enemy. Oh yeah…he was screwed.
"Um…which way now?" Ryu asked as he, Manta, Faust and Yoh, leading, came to a halt in the same place Ren had when he asked Koloro for directions. No one answered.
"Well logic would dictate to go straight on, Koloro isn't stupid like her shaman friend, so she'd pick the quickest, fastest, most straightforward route there is." Manta said from somewhere in the snow, below Ryu.
"I knew there was a reason for bringing you Manta!" Yoh exclaimed as he pressed on, towards the Phoenix Corporation. The others trailing behind him, all wrapped up in their battle gear and Thermos.
A/N: Ok that's it for now, sorry it's short but I promise I will update as soon as I can but that may be a while as I am now revising for my A Level exams! Yikes! Lol, I'll try and dedicate a day of fanfic writing just for you guys tho, don't know when that'll be so you'll have to bear with me! Next chappi is 'Avalanche!'