Chapter 1: Chaos in the Sewers
The body, fell over and slumped on the ground. The Momodo and his partner,
walked over and stared at the lifeless body.
"Well, well!" the Momodo said, grinning devilishly, "I guess this was a very
rewarding find, after all!"
"What do we do know?" his partner asked, staring first at the body, and then
his Momodo.
His Momodo, looked up at him, and his grin got even more sinister.
"We wait...," he finally, said, staring out at the large world before him, "...and
tomorrow, we make me the next, Momodo King! Heheeeee!"
His partner laughed, as well. The blood, from the body on the ground, ran along
the grass, staining all the plants, around it.
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"Kinja...you're going to be late for school!" his mother, called up to him.
Kinja, who was already out of bed, still dressed in his Tank shirt and boxers,
from last night, was busy punching his boxer bag, hanging down from his
ceiling.
"Kinja?!" his mother, called again.
Kinja, stopped punching his bag, and looked at his open door.
"Yeah!" was all he said.
Finally, Kinja came down, dressed in his uniform, still fiddling with the collar.
His younger sister, Mina, was already at the table, downing her last mouthful of
coffee. After finishing, she jumped up, kissed their mom goodbye, and then
grabbed her bag, off the back of the empty chair, beside her. She ran for the
door, and yelled goodbye to everyone. She opened and then slammed the door
shut.
"Kinja?" his mom, smiled, "you finally came down."
"I guess," he said, with a shrug. He said down at the table and his mom, slid a
bowl of cereal under his face. She grabbed his head and gave him a kiss on the
head. Kinja winced and pulled away. His mom, looked at him, but still smiled.
After finishing his cereal, Kinja got his bag and went for the door. Before he got
there, his mom ran in front of him, and grabbed him by the shoulders.
"Kinja...," she said, her smile, now a little limp, "...you can at a least give him a
chance...right?"
Kinja looked at his mom, and stared into her eyes. He pulled away from her
grasp, and grabbed the door knob. He opened the door, but didn't go out.
"It's not him, that I'm upset with...," he said, gripping the door firmly, "it's you I
can't forgive, right now..."
Kinja, opened the door and slammed it shut, leaving his mom to stand there,
still holding her arms out. She stood there, not moving or nothing. Finallt, she
closed her hands and put them down at her side.
"I'm sorry...," she said, to nobody, but herself.
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"Kinja?!" came a girl's voice, from behind him. He turned around and saw his
best friend, Shimai, running hard, from down the street.
"Hey, Shimai," he said, smilingfor once, since he left home.
"Hey...," Shimai huffed, finally catching up to him, "I almost didn't get out of
bed...my dog destroyed my alarm clock! It was only when he licked my face,
that I actually got out of bed."
"I guess that smear, on you're perfect attendance record, will have to wait, for
another day."
"Yep!"
The two walked together, the last few blocks to school.
"So...what's new?" Shimai asked, looking at Kinja's, slightly gloomy face.
"Nothing...," he said, coldly.
"Sounds to me, like you had another fight, with your mom...am I, right?"
"Whatever...," Kinja said, looking away from her.
"You know...," Shimai started, "you can't blame her for remarrying...she just felt
lonely..she didn't want to hurt you."
"It's not that...," Kinja said, "...It's the fact that she did it, so soon, after dad's
death!"
"I'll admit that's it's a little early...," Shimai agreed, "but it's not, unreasonable."
"5 months?..." Kinja burst out, "that's not unreasonable to you?!"
"Well...," Shimai started, but drifted off.
"It's fine...," Kinja sighed, "I'm sorry...It's over with...let's just leave it at that!"
"Ok."
The two, finally arrived, just as the bell rang. They walked in the door, took their
seats and waited for their teacher, to arrive.
"I wonder if Mr. Suzumi, is out of his "I-can't-take-this-life-anymore", phase?"
Shimai wondered. Kinja shrugged.
Attention Students! For the following classes, you're teachers are not available
for class today...
"What?" Shimai wondered, "their doing a call out of unavailable classes?...They
never anything like that."
...Mr. Suzumi, Class B...
"Well...I guess that means we get a subsitute, today," Kinja smiled, jumping
backwards in his chair and putting his legs up on the desk.
"How do you know we won't get a tought guy, like last time?" Shimai asked.
"I doubt it...," Kinja, shrugged it off.
"OKKK!!!"
"Yaahhh!" Kinja yelped, as he fell out of his chair. He hit the floor hard. Some
kids laughed, others were too busy, looking at the source of the loud voice.
Once Kinja got up, he followed everyone's gaze, to see a very large man,
standing in the doorway. He was very big, indeed. His body, took up the entire
doorway, and blocked any view of the hallway, outside. The man, was very
large, but you wouldn't call him fat. He had a very square face, that looked like
a large boulder, on top of his shoulders. His hair, was dark and very slick. It
looked like, it was painted on. He wore a light brown, dress suit and pants. His
highly polished shoes, shined in the morning sunlight, coming in from the
windows. He walked up to the front of the class, and stood behind his desk.
"I HOPE YOU KIDS KNOW WHO"S BOSS AROUND HERE!!!" he boomed,
louder then before. Some kids, closed thier ears, "I AM MR. YOKIMARA! I AM
YOUR SUBSITUTE AND I WON'T STAND FOR ANYBODY THAT GOOFS OFF
IN MY CLASSS...GOT IT?!!!"
The class, gulped and nodded in agreement.
"Good," he said, in a sweet, angelic voice, "let's start, by opening to chapter
three, shall we?"
The class, almost fell out of thier chairs, as they saw the big, giant man, smile
and beam with pleasure. He turned his back to the kids, and began to write on
the board. The class, confused and some still scared, did what Mr. YokiMara
ordered, and opened their books. The class, went on for a few hours and soon it
was lunch. The bell rang, and the kids, stood up.
"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING?!" Mr. Yokimara, exploded, as
he shouted from his desk, "YOUR OTHER TEACHER MAY HAVE LET YOU
PLAY, WHILE YOU HAD YOUR LUNCH, BUT NOT ME!!! YOU WILL STUDY
THROUGH LUNCH, AND NOBODY WILL LEAVE, UNLESS I SAY SO!!!"
The kids, sighed and fell back into their chairs.
"We can spend all lunch together," Mr. Yokimara said, using his sweet voice,
again, "I'm sire it'll be great fun!"
After school, Kinja and Shimai, walked home together, looking like they had
just been tortured.
"I can't believe, that he made us do so many math problems," Kinja sighed.
"I'm going to be seeing numbers in my sleep, now," Shimai sighed, as well.
"It's like a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde thing going on, with him," Kinja said,
shuttering, "I actually miss, Mr. Suzumi's, constent crying, and his
speeches, on about his life has no meaning."
"Yeah...," Shimai agreed, stopping in the road, "well, I go this way, now..see
you tomorrow, Kinja!"
"Bye, Shimai!" Kinja, called after her, as she ran off.
Kinja, walked off, in his direction and went into deep thought.
If I go home, I just have to face mom, again..., Kinja thought, as he walked,
slowly along the road.
Kinja, decided not to go home, just yet. He turned around, and walked off into
the city. Once he got to the main square, he looked around and decided what
he wanted to do. He looked around, but couldn't see anything, really worth the
trouble. Just as he was about to leave, he spotted someone in the large crowd
of people, that caught hi interest, It looked like a guy in a costume, but he
couldn't make it out, what with the people in his way, and the blinding glaze of
the sun, overhead. He shielded his eyes and squinted hard, as he tried to make
out, who it was. As he watched, the guy in the costume, reached out for him
and he spoke. Naturally, Kinja couldn't hear what the guy said, but he felt
drawn to the guy. Kinja looked at all the people around, but nobody, but him,
seemed to notice this guy, standing out like a sore thumb. The guy spoke
more, and then turned and disapeared into the crowd.
"Wait!..." Kinja yelled, beginning a run.
For some reason, Kinja felt a connection, between him and that guy in the suit.
Kinja, picked up the pace and ran into the crowd. He spotted the guy, as he
turned and ran into a back alley. Kinja followed, and rounded the corner. He
spotted the guy, just as he jumped down the sewer drain, and landed the top
back in place. Kinja, looked around, and wondered if he should have gone
home, in the first place.
I guess this beats having to face, mom! he thought, as he ran for the drain.
He bent over, lifted the lid off, and flung it away. The lid, banged against a large
pile of garbage cans. A few rats, came scurrying out, and ran off.
Thinking, before leaping, Kinja began to free fall, and couldn't see a thing in
front of him. As he fell, he heard a voice, echoing, throughout the tunnel.
Kinja...are you ready? the voice asked.
Kinja, automatically thought, that it had to be the guy, that he was chasing.
As Kinja fell, he saw a faint light, at the bottom. Kinja, fell through and hit the
bottom. Falling that far, Kinja thought he was going to shatter every bone in his
body, if he was lucky. He waited for the intense pain, followed by death, but it
never came. He never even felt himself, hit the bottom. He looked down, and
saw a red glow, gliding along the ground, acting as a fall mat. He looked
around, and saw the guy in the suit, that he was chasing. He had his arm out,
and the same red energy, was coming from his hand. After a few seconds, of
starting at each, the guy in the suit, let his arm fall, slowly, and the energy,
disapeared. Kinja, floated down to the ground, and landed on his feet
other, the guy in the suit, let his hand drop and the red energy, faded away.
Kinja, landed on the ground, on his feet. He looked at the guy in the suit and
wondered what he wanted. Finally, Kinja was close enough to see what the guy
looked like. He wore a large armored piece over his chest, and a clear blue orb,
shined in the middle of it. His legs were long and oval-like, and his arms, much
the same as his legs, looked like rocket launchers. His face, was pale white,
with a red scar, running down, each of his eyes.
"So...," the guy in the suit, spoke, "are you ready...or not?"
Kinja didn't know how to respond to that question, so he just asked a question
of his own.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"I mean, are you ready to fight along side me to save the world?"
Kinja, stared at the guy and wondered how tight that helmet he was wearing, on
his head, was.
"You got to be kidding, right?" Kinja sneered, "you want me...to join with
you...to save the world?...Give me a break!"
"It's true..," the suit guy said, without an expression, "the Mamodo and the
human world, are about to be destroyed and you and I, need to team up, in
order to stop it, from happening!"
"The...Mamodo World?" Kinja, tried to pronunce the word, "where's that...in
America or something?"
"No...it's a world, in which beings like me, can live in peace...but because of a
recent incident, we cna no longer go back there!"
"What are you talking about?" Kinja asked, sounding a little impatient, "ok...
well, if that's what you want, then go ahead and save the world, but not with
me. I'm not into kid games anymore."
Kinja, turned to leave, but stopped, when the guy in the suit, suddenly
appeared, in front of him.
"Whoa...how'd you move so fast?" Kinja asked, shocked at how the guy could
move in such a manner.
"You don't believe that I'm a Mamado, from another planet?" the suit guy said,
"then, how do you explain that shield, I made to save you from falling?"
Kinja's face, gimaced, because he knew that he didn't have an answer for that.
"Ok...fine...," Kinja said, throwing his arms up, in defeat, "I'll bite...for now!"
"What do you mean?" the suit guy, asked.
"I'll play your little game...," Kinja agreed, "...as long as you leave me alone, as
soon as we're done!"
The guy in the suit, looked at KInja, with confusion, and then smirked.
"I can't promise you anything," he said, "saving the world, doesn't stop, just
cause you don't like the ride anymore."
"Fine...whatever," Kinja said, trying not to lose his patience, "just tell me, what
you want me to do?"
The guy in the suit, reached behind him and pulled out a red book. He tossed it
at Kinja. Kinja caught it and looked it over. It looked very old, but still in good
condition. It had symbols, written all over it, but Kinja couldn't read any of it.
"What do I do with this?" Kinja asked.
"Open it, and see if you can read it!" the guy in the suit, ordered.
"Read it?" Kinja repeated, as he opened the book.
"Yes," the guy in the suit, repeated, "if you can read that book, you and I can
help, save both worlds!"
"Whoa...wait!" Kinja shouted, waving his hands in the air, "first off, I can't even
read the title of this book, second...what's your name?"
"My name...," he said, "...is Raigo...and I am the one, destined to be your
Mamodo partner!"
"What?" Kinja gasped.
"...And he's going to end up as a dead Mamodo partner, after I'm done with
him!"
Kinja, turned around and there, about 50 feet away, was Mr. Yakimara,
standing there, with that same evil expression on his face, he used in class. In
his right hand, he was carrying the same type of book, that Kinja had, but it
was a light, grey color.
"Mr. Yakimara?" Kinja gasped, upon seeing his subsitute teacher, "what are
you doing here?"
"I'm here to stop this event, before it even begins?" he yelled.
"What event?" Kinja asked.
"The rising of the Mamodo's!" Raigo said, walking ahead of Kinja, "there was an
incident in the Mamodo world, that sparked outrage and hatred...Now, any
Mamodo's, that are here, to compete to become the next Mamodo King, are
out of control, and brainwashing the humans, into doing it for them!"
"What happened, that caused so much trouble?" Kinja asked.
"The impossible happened...," Raigo began, holding off, cause of anger, "...a
Mamado was killed!"
"What?" Kinja gasped.
"This is impossible...beacuse when a Mamado is defeated, he would normally
just be reborn after a few days. His spirit, would fly off and take shelter in a
place called, "Spirit's Shallow"...but because of a recent Mamodo and his
human partner, that was somehow able to find a way into the Mamodo world,
has caused extreme chaos, and has killed, countless Mamodo's!"
Kinja, looked at Raigo and knew that even though, in the beginning, he didn't
believe him, he knew that it was all true.
"Do you want to end up dead...just like that, Kinja?" Raigo asked.
"...no...NO!" Kinja shouted, turning around to face Mr. Yakimara, "I'll fight and
make sure that that chaos, never comes here!"
Kinja, flipped open the book, that Raigo had given him, and looked at it. It had
the same looking symbols, that were on the cover of the book.
I don't have a clue as to what this says, Kinja, admitted to himself, but I have
to try...this sounds like it could cause a lot of trouble, if I don't stop it, now!
"Ok, Mr. Yakimara...," Kinja shouted, "let's go!"
"You won't survive...you weakling!" the teacher shouted.
"Let's go, Raigo!" Kinja ordered.
"You got it!" his Mamodo, agreed, flying forward.
The battle for Earth, the Mamodo world, and for who will become the the next
Mamodo King...have begun.
A/N: First chapter, and it begins...hope you like it!