Chapter Thirteen: Invasion
The little girl looked around for her doll. She briefly recalled that her mother had told her to remain in front of the house. After all, these weren't safe times. However, the child came to the logical conclusion that the doll must be around the back of the house. Nothing would happen if she slipped off for just a moment and retrieved it. It was only going to be a moment...
She quickly dashed around the house and began searching for her toy. She stopped looking when she noticed a shadow hanging over her. She looked up and saw an unusual-looking man. Though, "man" was hardly the term for him.
"Hello."
She girl gulped as she looked up at him. He was smiling. His hair was a brilliant red color and his skin was darkly bronzed. The strangest thing about him was the spikes that seemed to be coming out of his body.
"Hi." Came the meek reply.
Thorn suddenly sensed that the conversation had gone stale and took the initiative. "My name is Thorn, what is yours?"
"Karen." She answered.
"That's a nice name." He remarked as he kneeled down to look her in the eyes. He smiled at her, so nicely that she felt like she could trust him. "Would you like to take a walk?" He asked.
"Okay."
"Here," He began. "I'll carry you." He offered.
She looked at him again, noticeably apprehensive.
"Oh." He replied, realizing that he still looked somewhat uninviting. Suddenly, the spike twitched slightly, and then vanished. They simply, disappeared as if they had just been sucked back into his body. There was now nothing to show that they had ever been there at all. "How about now?" He asked.
"Alright."
He picked her up and he walked off.
A convoy of steam-powered tanks rolled along, they were headed towards Glenwood. They were armored, but possessed now cannons- as demons had no need of artillery. However, as many had no long-term high speed powers, so they preferred to travel in transport machines.
Ansul and Densil sat in one of them, glumly.
"Two hundred years of nothing, and then the shit really hits the fan. Eh, bro?" Ansul remarked.
"Damn right!" Densil replied. "Marth wasn't happy." Densil added.
"He's the least of our worries, Lord Darkon was have done a thousand times worse."
"Darkon, that's a name that you learn to respect around here."
"Seems like nothing excites him any more." Ansul commented. "All he does is sit in that chamber of his and cover himself in darkness." He added. "Speaking straight into our minds."
"That's because he doesn't feel like bothering with us any more." He paused. "We're not worth the trouble."
"I guess this is what happens when you're all-powerful, like him."
"What happens?"
"Loose the zest for life, that's what." He paused. "Killing humans is nice and all, but it gets tiresome after a few hundred years of the same thing."
"You're right, if he had the urge, he could kill them all, but he just sits on his throne."
"The one made of humans bones with skulls along the edge?"
"No, he got tire of that one after a while, so he had that one made from stone." Ansul answered. "Like the bone one more though, myself."
"Yeah, it helped the whole ambiance of the inner sanctum, what is he sitting in now?" Densil asked.
"Nothing probably, he probably just floats."
"What! You mean right in front of us?"
"No, the shadows are probably just a cover; he's more likely taken to staying in the shadow-zone all the time, now."
"So, then we're talking to a wall?"
"Essentially, yes."
A powerful jet of steam shot out of the engine.
Ansul looked down at the bundle laying at their feat.
"Have you thought about it?" Densil asked.
"Many times." Ansul replied. "I have lived to see the day when we were bested by a human, but we are not defeated."
"Never again."
"Humans have no concept of respect, so we must teach it to them." Ansul explained.
"They caught us off guard the first time, but we will have our revenge." Densil reasoned.
The two of them became quiet for a moment and then leaned forward, towards each other.
The two were now close together.
"We will have our revenge." They spoke simultaneously.
"Weird." Though the driver.
The woman walked out into the front of her house and looked around for her daughter. After a few moments of searching, she came upon a disturbing site.
Hiei and Kuwabara ran outside when they heard a loud scream.
"What now?" Hiei groaned.
"What's going on?" Kuwabara shouted.
Several of the townspeople had also emerged from their homes. Hiei distinguished the form of Bohen among them. The two daughters were following behind him.
"My daughter, where's my little girl?!" Screamed a hysterical woman.
"An abduction!" Bohen exclaimed.
"Oh my god, look!" Someone screamed.
Everyone stopped and looked off into the distance to see a small army of tanks headed their way.
The largest tank, had taken the lead, and a few figures were standing atop it.
By this point, Hiei and Kuwabara had made cit to the front of the crowd and watched as the army rolled closer towards them.
"Why haven't those goons learned yet, we're stronger then them!" Kuwabara exclaimed.
"The show of force is probably an attempt at some kind of psychological warfare." Hiei reasoned.
Lin and Shera, along with their father, ran up and joined the two of them.
"What could they be planning so soon?" Bohen wondered.
Elsewhere, Rain made his way to the window, trying to see what everyone was looking at.
He quickly got dressed and made his way out. Something strange was going on, and he could feel it inside. Something important was about to happen, but he couldn't figure out what it was.
The small youth easily made his way through the crowd, towards the front of the crowd.
"They're coming." Kuwabara announced as Rain quietly made his way up to them.
Lin walked up to where Kuwabara stood. "What's going to happen now?" She asked.
He looked back at her. "Things may get dangerous, you should go get somewhere safe." He instructed her solemnly.
She shook her head. "No," she began. "I won't run, I'm tired of running."
"Rain?"
The frail youth turned to see Shera looking at him. "I..." He began, but a strange feeling shot through him and he turned back towards the invading force. "I can't feel him..." He muttered.
"Who can you feel?" Shera asked.
A massive horn sounded and everyone looked up as the tanks stopped, the largest one in the lead.
Two figures were standing in plain view. The two Reikai Tantai, quickly recognized the red and blue duo that was glaring at them.
"Show them!" Ansul called out.
Another demon pulled a drape off of a strange cross-like object. The cover was pulled back, revealing a battered figure tied to it.
"Garland?!" Lin cried out.
Hiei watched as Rain began to tremble.
By now, the rest of the tanks had screeched to a halt.
"This is it." Kuwabara spoke as he took up a defensive stance. Silently, Lin migrated towards him. Half out of fear, and half out of strange desire to be close to him.
Hiei through his cloak back. "Let them come, I'll fight them again!" He exclaimed with a devilish smile.
Bohen rested his hands on Shera's shoulders.
The next great moment had arrived, the enemy was upon them, and they were numerous. What was unknown was the true plans of their attackers. Both Spirit Detectives got ready for whatever was to come their way.
End of Chapter Thirteen
I hope you liked this chapter. Sorry it took so long for me to post it, I've had trouble really getting down and doing this ever since I moved back home for the summer. Anyway, please let me know what you think about it. Feedback is always appreciated.
-Bojack727
The little girl looked around for her doll. She briefly recalled that her mother had told her to remain in front of the house. After all, these weren't safe times. However, the child came to the logical conclusion that the doll must be around the back of the house. Nothing would happen if she slipped off for just a moment and retrieved it. It was only going to be a moment...
She quickly dashed around the house and began searching for her toy. She stopped looking when she noticed a shadow hanging over her. She looked up and saw an unusual-looking man. Though, "man" was hardly the term for him.
"Hello."
She girl gulped as she looked up at him. He was smiling. His hair was a brilliant red color and his skin was darkly bronzed. The strangest thing about him was the spikes that seemed to be coming out of his body.
"Hi." Came the meek reply.
Thorn suddenly sensed that the conversation had gone stale and took the initiative. "My name is Thorn, what is yours?"
"Karen." She answered.
"That's a nice name." He remarked as he kneeled down to look her in the eyes. He smiled at her, so nicely that she felt like she could trust him. "Would you like to take a walk?" He asked.
"Okay."
"Here," He began. "I'll carry you." He offered.
She looked at him again, noticeably apprehensive.
"Oh." He replied, realizing that he still looked somewhat uninviting. Suddenly, the spike twitched slightly, and then vanished. They simply, disappeared as if they had just been sucked back into his body. There was now nothing to show that they had ever been there at all. "How about now?" He asked.
"Alright."
He picked her up and he walked off.
A convoy of steam-powered tanks rolled along, they were headed towards Glenwood. They were armored, but possessed now cannons- as demons had no need of artillery. However, as many had no long-term high speed powers, so they preferred to travel in transport machines.
Ansul and Densil sat in one of them, glumly.
"Two hundred years of nothing, and then the shit really hits the fan. Eh, bro?" Ansul remarked.
"Damn right!" Densil replied. "Marth wasn't happy." Densil added.
"He's the least of our worries, Lord Darkon was have done a thousand times worse."
"Darkon, that's a name that you learn to respect around here."
"Seems like nothing excites him any more." Ansul commented. "All he does is sit in that chamber of his and cover himself in darkness." He added. "Speaking straight into our minds."
"That's because he doesn't feel like bothering with us any more." He paused. "We're not worth the trouble."
"I guess this is what happens when you're all-powerful, like him."
"What happens?"
"Loose the zest for life, that's what." He paused. "Killing humans is nice and all, but it gets tiresome after a few hundred years of the same thing."
"You're right, if he had the urge, he could kill them all, but he just sits on his throne."
"The one made of humans bones with skulls along the edge?"
"No, he got tire of that one after a while, so he had that one made from stone." Ansul answered. "Like the bone one more though, myself."
"Yeah, it helped the whole ambiance of the inner sanctum, what is he sitting in now?" Densil asked.
"Nothing probably, he probably just floats."
"What! You mean right in front of us?"
"No, the shadows are probably just a cover; he's more likely taken to staying in the shadow-zone all the time, now."
"So, then we're talking to a wall?"
"Essentially, yes."
A powerful jet of steam shot out of the engine.
Ansul looked down at the bundle laying at their feat.
"Have you thought about it?" Densil asked.
"Many times." Ansul replied. "I have lived to see the day when we were bested by a human, but we are not defeated."
"Never again."
"Humans have no concept of respect, so we must teach it to them." Ansul explained.
"They caught us off guard the first time, but we will have our revenge." Densil reasoned.
The two of them became quiet for a moment and then leaned forward, towards each other.
The two were now close together.
"We will have our revenge." They spoke simultaneously.
"Weird." Though the driver.
The woman walked out into the front of her house and looked around for her daughter. After a few moments of searching, she came upon a disturbing site.
Hiei and Kuwabara ran outside when they heard a loud scream.
"What now?" Hiei groaned.
"What's going on?" Kuwabara shouted.
Several of the townspeople had also emerged from their homes. Hiei distinguished the form of Bohen among them. The two daughters were following behind him.
"My daughter, where's my little girl?!" Screamed a hysterical woman.
"An abduction!" Bohen exclaimed.
"Oh my god, look!" Someone screamed.
Everyone stopped and looked off into the distance to see a small army of tanks headed their way.
The largest tank, had taken the lead, and a few figures were standing atop it.
By this point, Hiei and Kuwabara had made cit to the front of the crowd and watched as the army rolled closer towards them.
"Why haven't those goons learned yet, we're stronger then them!" Kuwabara exclaimed.
"The show of force is probably an attempt at some kind of psychological warfare." Hiei reasoned.
Lin and Shera, along with their father, ran up and joined the two of them.
"What could they be planning so soon?" Bohen wondered.
Elsewhere, Rain made his way to the window, trying to see what everyone was looking at.
He quickly got dressed and made his way out. Something strange was going on, and he could feel it inside. Something important was about to happen, but he couldn't figure out what it was.
The small youth easily made his way through the crowd, towards the front of the crowd.
"They're coming." Kuwabara announced as Rain quietly made his way up to them.
Lin walked up to where Kuwabara stood. "What's going to happen now?" She asked.
He looked back at her. "Things may get dangerous, you should go get somewhere safe." He instructed her solemnly.
She shook her head. "No," she began. "I won't run, I'm tired of running."
"Rain?"
The frail youth turned to see Shera looking at him. "I..." He began, but a strange feeling shot through him and he turned back towards the invading force. "I can't feel him..." He muttered.
"Who can you feel?" Shera asked.
A massive horn sounded and everyone looked up as the tanks stopped, the largest one in the lead.
Two figures were standing in plain view. The two Reikai Tantai, quickly recognized the red and blue duo that was glaring at them.
"Show them!" Ansul called out.
Another demon pulled a drape off of a strange cross-like object. The cover was pulled back, revealing a battered figure tied to it.
"Garland?!" Lin cried out.
Hiei watched as Rain began to tremble.
By now, the rest of the tanks had screeched to a halt.
"This is it." Kuwabara spoke as he took up a defensive stance. Silently, Lin migrated towards him. Half out of fear, and half out of strange desire to be close to him.
Hiei through his cloak back. "Let them come, I'll fight them again!" He exclaimed with a devilish smile.
Bohen rested his hands on Shera's shoulders.
The next great moment had arrived, the enemy was upon them, and they were numerous. What was unknown was the true plans of their attackers. Both Spirit Detectives got ready for whatever was to come their way.
End of Chapter Thirteen
I hope you liked this chapter. Sorry it took so long for me to post it, I've had trouble really getting down and doing this ever since I moved back home for the summer. Anyway, please let me know what you think about it. Feedback is always appreciated.
-Bojack727