Prolouge: The game begins.
Summary: The main culprits behind all the mischief in later chapters.
Disclaimer: Own Shaman King not, that is quite obvious.
Author's note: Yes, bear with me. It's quite OC. Mentioning Ocs, I will be inserting one OC in later chapters. hints and please review, flames are also fine(though I am still wondering what flames are), in fact, anything that criticizes me, telling me how to improve, I gladly welcome.
"How interesting…" Fate drawled lazily, obseving the scene in her mirror. She did not look up even when the sound of angry footsteps resounded around her chamber.
"How could you? You are so mean!" Fate calmly turned to face her colleague and sister, the very passionate diva, Amor. Ignoring the angry outburst, she continued to stare at the distraught goddess.
"And what do you suggest I do?" she replied slowly, eyes never leaving the supernatural being before her.
"I demand a match! Fair match, mind you. None of your usual tricks up the sleeves." Sniffed Amor. She knew her sister well enough to know that she would never, ever refuse a game.
"Usual rules, I presume." Fate eyed her sister warily. She failed to understand her sister's obsession with those pathetic life forms. A game, she could very well afford to play one. "Very well. I accept your challenge."
With a wave of her hand, a playing board appeared, along with two stiff wooden chairs. Without looking, Amor gracefully flicked her hand, and one of the wooden chairs turned into a comfortable, red plushy chair.
"You need to relax abit, my dear sister." Amor said teasingly, resulting in a deathly glare from her sibling.
"And you, need to act your age." Fate remarked, smirking. Her sister always blew at the mention of her accumulated years.
Flipping her hair over her shoulder, Amor strode towards her chair in a huff, throwing herself into the sinking depths of the chair.
"Whatever…" she mumbled. "Let's just start the game, ok?"
Fate smiled inwardly, her sister, always acting the child. She in response settled down in her stiff wooden chair and drew out her pawns.
"The stakes…" Fate inquired casually, raising her eyebrows.
"I'll bet on Asakura Hao's soul. If I win, he gets a second life and shall be free from your bond." Amor pulled a glowing spirit into existance, setting it onto the board. "My pawn, Asakura Yoh."
"And if you lose…" Fate faded off suggestively.
"Fine! You get his soul and Asakura Yoh's one as well. Happy now?" Amor yelled, irritated.
"Good. And for my pawn, I choose Tao Ren." Fate smirk grew wider as she saw the unease on her sister's pale, perfect face. She drew another spirit into existance and set it on the board. Instantly, the board expanded into a magnificant, detailed 3-D structure of the world. The two glowing pawns were located in the narrow strip of land called Japan.
"Follow the rules, no tricks! I'll have none of that dirty playing expected from you, Fate." Amor glared at her sister, violet eyes illuminated by the glowing orb. Fate did not reply, merely staring with her misty grey eyes into her sister's ones. Inwardly, she was grinning. No tricks? Ah, but that will take all the fun out of the game…
"Let the game begin." Amor and Fate said spontaneously.
Fate laughed, already, the wheels have been set into motion.