Still searching for a fxcking title- part 1: The Third Kingdom- chap 8

So what is a filler? Honestly, you people need to read more web comics. There comes a time in a writer's life when they don't want to do jack squat. A lot of them actually. When this happens but they have promised to update, they throw a piece of crap that they had laying around up on the net and call it good. Well, actually they call it a filler. Usually it's a drawing they had around (like dead Pyro art days (mega tokyo)) or a side plot (el goonish shive) or a "guest artist" (Zelda comic) or a poem or a title (alien dice) or an add for their merchandise (alien dice) or a random piece of shit (alien dice) or endless authors' notes (me). After that they might just start archiving them separately. So that's a filler.

welcome to filler madness+

I'm back from spring break. I didn't update b/c I didn't want another Chapter 7 fiasco (sorry again Purplehairedwonder), so to make up for it, I'm updating twice this week. Not only that, but it's just wouldn't have been fair to just put this up because it's filler bull shit. I just wan't to get on with this

Over all, I think spring break was rather a success. I finally got Bandits and Kings (you were right Purplehairedwonder, that is awesome) I got some cleaning done. I wrote two more chapters to this (BTW, I'm almost done with part 1 on this end of things, but only about half the chaps are up. I love being on top of thins ;-) ) and did a layout (yes a layout) on another fic, so I should be doing something on that soon. I saw Celtic Woman on PBS (awesome concert). That was r0x0r. I also saw Queen of the Damned (not a total waste of time, but it's titled like Princess Mononoke (type that ten times fast)) and the third Harry Potter (it makes no sense w/o the book, kind of disappointing, but not a total waste of time). Needless to say, I got in a lot of viewing time

On the other hand, I finally saw Napoleon Dynamite. That was a total waste of two hours of my life. There were so many better things I could have been doing… like blowing my nose (yeah, that would have been a much better use of that time, instead of lowering my IQ 30 points). I can't believe those people used up their last brain cell on that piece of shit. Whatever, you all didn't come to hear my movie critiques.

I'm back… from outer space…+

general crap: I don't own that piece of shit they dare to call a movie. I do own a Bandits and Kings DVD. I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho.

Not so general: a bunch of BS. It's a filler, what do you expect? But it's still important, it's just a short shit.

this is filler madness.+

"I do not like work even when someone else does it."
 Mark Twain

8. North It Is Then

"You're sure?"

"Yes Kuronue, I'm fine. And if we stay here much longer, I'm going to go insane."

"Alright then. Where to?"

Kurama, having fairly recovered, had insisted that they hit the road right ASAP. They now stood outside the convenient, little foxhole +no pun intended, I swear + The two had taken refuge in a few days ago. Kurama even recognized it as one of his and Kuronue's old hideouts.

"I don't really know. I should find some source of information or news. Probably east." Kurama suggested, looking in said direction.

"East?" Kuronue didn't sound convinced.

"Yeah. There's a sanctuary a few kilometers that way. You can find out anything there."

"I know." Kuronue confirmed, "But are you sure that's the best place? Thieves, assassins; barracuda terrain. I'm pretty much unarmed and you are definitely not at your best."

"True. There's a village of humans and youkai a little further north.… It's near a portal." Kurama explained in response to Kuronue's black look at humans and demons living together in the Makai. "And I think we used to have a stash around there. You could stock up on weapons there. Sound good?"

"North it is then."

oh, don't I just love to torture this bitch+

A light dusting of snow sprinkled the ground like powdered sugar +yummy+. Two sets of footprints led away from… well, nothing; nothing, that is, to the untrained eye. They led from a bush, bare with winter.

Lowell, knowing better, pushed aside some of the lower branches. She was surprised at how well it was hidden. Under the bush was a flattened patch of grass. It wouldn't have stood out were it not under a bush. How the hell could a patch of grass get that flat under a bush?

She pulled at it and found that the grass had just been lain there. Under it were some sticks and twigs to keep the grass from falling into the three foot diameter hole under them.

She sniffed. The Fox and someone else had definitely been there, but weren't now. She'd missed them by about a few hours.

She got up, replaced the cover incase anyone were following her, and took off after the tracks; bringing the number of tracks leading from the bush to three.

In the stillness of the forest, you could hear as she stomped off "Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn…"

oh yes I do.+

Pan Jaganshi: Oh, thank you Pan! (glomps Pan Jaganshi) I was starting to worry, but I can forgive deathly laziness (I kind of have to, don't I?). I'm really glad you thought so and I'm glad that you could sort of guess. That means that it's not totally obscure, but it's not too predictable either. Or were you just in denial. I actually thought of really making him evil, but, then again, I thought of really killing Kurama too. That wouldn't have been any fun, though, would it? We love the thieves, so we'll keep them.

Really though, that made my day. I was in the most boring class ever, and I snuck a peek at my stats and right there, under reviews: 9! Yippeeeeeee! Welcome back from spring break! So thanks. And where's more of your story. Have been reading, you know.

Thanks to all readers and more thanks to all reviewers.

Out,

Doomschneider

3-21-05