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this particular plot.
Yep, it's here folks! The continuation of "Six Feet from the Edge"!!!! *crickets chirp*
Anyways...
Quick summary: It turns out that Miroku's void is not the end of it all- He's still alive and kicking! You'll find out in this chapter, so read on you lazy bums :P (j/k, j/k)
""= Speech
''= Thoughts
[]= Speech during flashbacks
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For my Houshi-sama
The sun looked down like a watchman on the weary travelers as they crossed through the barren valley. "Ugh, water..." Shippo craoked, his tail drooping like a wet rag out of fatigue. Inuyasha, fed up with all the whining the "weak humans" kept trowing at him growled out, "Keep whining, brat, and I'll-"
"Inuyasha! Be nice!" interrupted Kagome. The hanyou snorted, "Or else what wench?"
Tactless as always, Inuyasha had chosen one of the worst times to tick off Kagome- she was tired, frustrated, and bored out of her mind. So...
"SIT!!!" Crash.
"Oof! Wench! I'll-"
"Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit!" By now, Inuyasha was stuck in a six foot hole, legs twitching like dying animal.
"And one more time, SIT BOY!" Although Shippo was laughing his head off at the new found entertainment, Sango the taijya looked nostalgically at the trio. '*Sigh* I wish houshi-sama was here. I almost missed being groped- wait, what am I saying?!'
Meanwhile...
Inuyasha had finally gotten himself out the 10-feet deep hole that he was face down in. "Good gods witch! What in the seven hells is ticking you off like that today?!"
"SIT!" Crash. "You're the one who's been leading us around all day following your so called, 'sense of smell'!!"
"Wench! Are you insulting my-"
"SIT!"
Sango's mind drifted off to the events that occurred three nights ago, sorrow tugging at her heart. [Houhsi- no, Miroku...don't go, onegai...]
[I can't koishi, I want to but I can't.]
Koishi...it was the first time he had ever called her that. A tear trickling down her right eye, she whispered the name that meant so much to her: "Miroku..."
Inuyasha's loud voice snapped her out of her revere "Hey, Sango, you commin' or what?" She must have been dreaming for quite a while, as Inuyasha and Kagome had stopped fighting a lttle while ago.
"G-gomen!"
Quickly wiping the tear from her eye, she hurried down the path to her friends.
-Inside Miroku's Air Rip-
He'd been falling through an eternal darkenss for what seemed like two days: he'd given up screaming after falling for three hours with no signs of contact with anything but the nothingness of his own void.
Then suddenly, he saw red. Lots of it.
Realizing that he was going to smack into something quite soon, he took up screaming again and flailed his arms.
50 meters from impact...
30...
10...
Splash!
Wait, splash? He'd landed in a large lake of something red. Reflexively swallowing the liquid that he landed in, he had a large mouthful of something that was warm and metallic.
Blood. Fresh blood at that.
"BLURBLBLBL!!!!!" he, err, gargled. Flailing his limbs in terror, he finally made it to shore where he coughed up large amounts of lake blood. Panting slightly, he began to make note of his surroundings.
The first thing he noted was, it was red. VERY red. The sky was blood red, the earth had a redish hue to its soil, and magma flowed freely as if they were rivers. He also noted that the land was completely barren of any signs of life.
"Well," he noted. "This is a rather curious place."
-A few hours later-
Miroku was completely exhausted. He'd been traveling for about four hours with no food, water (unless you count blood as "water"), or rest, the only thing to entertain him the jangling of his staff.
The fact that he sensed many youkai nearby didn't exactly help matter either.
Deciding that resting and keeping his strength up in the deserted world was a wise choice, he decided to quickly climb up a small mountain and perhaps even camp up there. Besides, the high altitude would give him a nice view of the surrounding countryside, right?
Unfortunately, he didn't realize that the cave in the mountain happened to contain an extremely aggressive bear-demon...
"A monk, eh? Heh heh heh, my comrades will reward me well..."
'Comrades?' thought Miroku. Before he could think anymore, however, the demon charged and slamed its paw where the monk was only moments before. Miroku uncovered his cursed hand...then realized it was not there.
"Heh heh heh, foolish monk. Trying to suck me into another plane of existence again?" He charged Miroku again, this time with a sideways swipe that Miroku easily dodged.
"Another plane of existence? What ever do you mean, demon?"
"Nothing that a dead man needs to know about." Knowing that he could keep this up for only for so long, he trusted his gut instincts and stuck his right palm out...
And made a shiny new hole in the bear demon's head with a jet of wind.
Staring at his hand in shock and horror, he wondered aloud, "W-what sort of world IS this?!"
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Yep, that's the first chapter! I know it's kinda short but oh well...
Rather twisty, ne? I bet none of you ever expected the void to be a wormhole into another plane of existence. :P The later chapters are going to contain a lot of fantasy magic and stuff, so hang tight!
Read and Review!!!
Yep, it's here folks! The continuation of "Six Feet from the Edge"!!!! *crickets chirp*
Anyways...
Quick summary: It turns out that Miroku's void is not the end of it all- He's still alive and kicking! You'll find out in this chapter, so read on you lazy bums :P (j/k, j/k)
""= Speech
''= Thoughts
[]= Speech during flashbacks
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
For my Houshi-sama
The sun looked down like a watchman on the weary travelers as they crossed through the barren valley. "Ugh, water..." Shippo craoked, his tail drooping like a wet rag out of fatigue. Inuyasha, fed up with all the whining the "weak humans" kept trowing at him growled out, "Keep whining, brat, and I'll-"
"Inuyasha! Be nice!" interrupted Kagome. The hanyou snorted, "Or else what wench?"
Tactless as always, Inuyasha had chosen one of the worst times to tick off Kagome- she was tired, frustrated, and bored out of her mind. So...
"SIT!!!" Crash.
"Oof! Wench! I'll-"
"Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit!" By now, Inuyasha was stuck in a six foot hole, legs twitching like dying animal.
"And one more time, SIT BOY!" Although Shippo was laughing his head off at the new found entertainment, Sango the taijya looked nostalgically at the trio. '*Sigh* I wish houshi-sama was here. I almost missed being groped- wait, what am I saying?!'
Meanwhile...
Inuyasha had finally gotten himself out the 10-feet deep hole that he was face down in. "Good gods witch! What in the seven hells is ticking you off like that today?!"
"SIT!" Crash. "You're the one who's been leading us around all day following your so called, 'sense of smell'!!"
"Wench! Are you insulting my-"
"SIT!"
Sango's mind drifted off to the events that occurred three nights ago, sorrow tugging at her heart. [Houhsi- no, Miroku...don't go, onegai...]
[I can't koishi, I want to but I can't.]
Koishi...it was the first time he had ever called her that. A tear trickling down her right eye, she whispered the name that meant so much to her: "Miroku..."
Inuyasha's loud voice snapped her out of her revere "Hey, Sango, you commin' or what?" She must have been dreaming for quite a while, as Inuyasha and Kagome had stopped fighting a lttle while ago.
"G-gomen!"
Quickly wiping the tear from her eye, she hurried down the path to her friends.
-Inside Miroku's Air Rip-
He'd been falling through an eternal darkenss for what seemed like two days: he'd given up screaming after falling for three hours with no signs of contact with anything but the nothingness of his own void.
Then suddenly, he saw red. Lots of it.
Realizing that he was going to smack into something quite soon, he took up screaming again and flailed his arms.
50 meters from impact...
30...
10...
Splash!
Wait, splash? He'd landed in a large lake of something red. Reflexively swallowing the liquid that he landed in, he had a large mouthful of something that was warm and metallic.
Blood. Fresh blood at that.
"BLURBLBLBL!!!!!" he, err, gargled. Flailing his limbs in terror, he finally made it to shore where he coughed up large amounts of lake blood. Panting slightly, he began to make note of his surroundings.
The first thing he noted was, it was red. VERY red. The sky was blood red, the earth had a redish hue to its soil, and magma flowed freely as if they were rivers. He also noted that the land was completely barren of any signs of life.
"Well," he noted. "This is a rather curious place."
-A few hours later-
Miroku was completely exhausted. He'd been traveling for about four hours with no food, water (unless you count blood as "water"), or rest, the only thing to entertain him the jangling of his staff.
The fact that he sensed many youkai nearby didn't exactly help matter either.
Deciding that resting and keeping his strength up in the deserted world was a wise choice, he decided to quickly climb up a small mountain and perhaps even camp up there. Besides, the high altitude would give him a nice view of the surrounding countryside, right?
Unfortunately, he didn't realize that the cave in the mountain happened to contain an extremely aggressive bear-demon...
"A monk, eh? Heh heh heh, my comrades will reward me well..."
'Comrades?' thought Miroku. Before he could think anymore, however, the demon charged and slamed its paw where the monk was only moments before. Miroku uncovered his cursed hand...then realized it was not there.
"Heh heh heh, foolish monk. Trying to suck me into another plane of existence again?" He charged Miroku again, this time with a sideways swipe that Miroku easily dodged.
"Another plane of existence? What ever do you mean, demon?"
"Nothing that a dead man needs to know about." Knowing that he could keep this up for only for so long, he trusted his gut instincts and stuck his right palm out...
And made a shiny new hole in the bear demon's head with a jet of wind.
Staring at his hand in shock and horror, he wondered aloud, "W-what sort of world IS this?!"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Yep, that's the first chapter! I know it's kinda short but oh well...
Rather twisty, ne? I bet none of you ever expected the void to be a wormhole into another plane of existence. :P The later chapters are going to contain a lot of fantasy magic and stuff, so hang tight!
Read and Review!!!