It is only a matter of time
Hey peeps I'm back! Ok I'm sorry I left it so long but these A levels are really doing my head in! Ok some replies to some reviews!
Deragonmaji: I'm Gad you're enjoying this fic!
Nekoian: it's ok so long as you read it and review I don't care! Lol, glad I haven't put you off the fic yet...
Sevetenks the Ultimate Fthere's some thing you should probably know! I have no plan for this fic its practically writing itself so I don't know if there are gonna be any battle scenes yet, I would assume there would be though, but I have only ever seen 1 eppi so everything maybe wrong if I try and do a strange fiasco like that.
Anyways that's done, now on with the fic!
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-12, Help!
Faust and Ryu were marched through the dungeon cells, hoping against hope, that their friends would somehow free them. Suddenly they were stopped as another guard limped past, no doubt limping because of HoroHoro, with another child being hauled after him. Faust looked down at her and regarded her with interest 'Where are they taking her?' he thought. She caught his watchful stare and stopped; she raised her hands to him, and spoke;
"Help me, please!" she cried in a broken voice before she was pulled away gruffly by the guard and was struck down by his beefy hand. Faust could not stand for this and began to revolt against it but he was harshly pulled away before he could do anything.
"This is wrong!" he said barely holding his temper as he and Ryu were placed in the same holding cell.
"Calm down my friend, fuming won't help these children," Ryu said sounding very calm and wise- a huge contrast to his usual self (A/N; excuse me if I get this wrong! I have only seen 1 eppi and I have this vague idea of how these two behave! .'')
"You are right, strange as it may seem," Faust said sitting. All they could do was wait now. 'It's up to you Yoh, please don't fail us now.'
Ren continued to call HoroHoro's name but the Ainu was out cold and there was nothing he could do to wake him up now. He held the boy closer and felt a certain 'protectiveness' wash over him. Like it or not, Ren knew he was falling for HoroHoro and the situation didn't help things.
As he reflected on his memories of HoroHoro, he found himself reliving all the times HoroHoro had caused trouble and found some disturbing results. Seeing the past events in a different point of view, Ren became aware of how wrong his impression of HoroHoro was. Every problem he thought HoroHoro had caused had actually not been his fault. Trouble just seemed to follow him and point the finger at him every time. This time was a little more serious, however; the Ainu had gotten himself into a right old pickle and he hadn't done anything wrong. All of a sudden the world seemed very unfair from Ren's point of view.
"Ren…" Ren's attention immediately rested on HoroHoro's sweaty, restless form in his arms, "help… me, …can't… do this… alone" Ren's eyes welled up with unshed tears, he held HoroHoro closer and whispered in the struggling boys ear, "sh I'm here, you're safe now." He rocked HoroHoro back and forth like a mother would a child to comfort and calm him.
"No…stop!" HoroHoro became even more restless, struggling against Ren's grip, trying to free himself from the grip of the monsters in his dreams. Suddenly the Ainu yelled out, screaming at the top of his lungs as his whole body shuddered. Ren held him tightly as the screams came again and again and again…
"What did they do to you?" he whispered in to the dark, blocked cave.
"Yoh, you might want to take a look at this." Manta said as he stared at one of the many television screens. Yoh woke and peered lazily at the screen in an uninterested manner before he finally realised what it was that the screen was showing him. All thoughts of sleep vanished as he leaned closer.
"My god!" he gasped as he watched the events play out before him.
"No wonder they never spoke of it." Manta mumbled as he watched the shocking battle rage on the battlefield.
A boy of Yoh's age, give or take a few years, was currently fighting a much larger boy who seemed about 3 or 4 years older. Both fought violently as the crowd either cheered or booed at them. But in the back ground Yoh saw what Pilika had explained to them before they set off. On one end of the field was a small boy locked in a wooden cage high above a pit of spikes and other nasty devices. On the other end was a small girl in the same situation, and all of a sudden Yoh saw a glimpse of what HoroHoro had been put through.
In his minds eye he could see HoroHoro being pushed into the arena, and forced to watch his sister being locked into the small wooden box. He was then forced to fight and kill for her safety.
A few tears spilled over his cheeks as Yoh watched the older boy crush the smaller boy and plunge his sword through the smaller boy's chest, killing him instantly. The camera then panned over to the smaller boy's sister in the cage and stayed there as the cage was dropped into the pit and the child was killed gruesomely.
Yoh tried to tear his eyes away from the horrid scene but found that he could not. Then he saw something that made his blood turn even colder. The girl was still alive.
Anna watched the younger girl as she dejectedly watched the fire crackle and burn in the fire place. Pilika had fallen into a depressed state where all she thought of was her terrifying time in the Phoenix camp. She hated herself for not being taken with her Oniichan, to suffer with him, to share the pain like they had before. But alas, she was stuck here with the most awkward company ever. Anna.
"Pilika…" Anna started in a soft voice. Pilika looked up expectantly as she paused, choosing the right words before continuing. "I...I'm sorry you had to go through that, and…I…" Pilika knew what the woman was trying to say.
"Don't be, it brought Oniichan and me closer together if anything." Pilika said as she returned her stare to the fire, immersing herself in her memories, the same memories HoroHoro shared, the very memories she promised to forget and leave in the past. Another moment of silence ensued before Anna broke it again.
"Do you want to talk about it?" she asked, offering her shoulder for Pilika to cry on.
"No." the young Ainu replied quickly and determinedly. Another pause.
"Talking about it can help you know." Anna pressed expecting an outburst of 'what do you know?' or 'I don't care, it's none of your business' but instead Pilika bowed her head and began to cry into her hands. Anna was up and hugging the fragile child in a split seconds notice. She held the distraught female and prayed for Pilika's sake that HoroHoro was alright.
A/N sorry it's short again, I really am, but these A levels are killing me! I may just quit…….nah I can't be bothered to quit. Lol...ok Next chapter is aiming to be slightly longer and another character is hopefully being added….hopefully…next chapter is called "back again" bet you can't guess why….