Chapter Three: Lost.
London was crowded.
That was the first thought Rins had of London; crowded. It was still as crowded as it had been in the 1700's, and it seemed as though it would never change. London would always be London, perhaps just a more advanced one, but there would always be one consistency.
A humongous writhing mass of people would always fill it.
Ah, such sweet nostalgia.
Voices filled the streets, harking out their goods and wares, women bartered for lower prices, men stood and smoked their pipes, and children ran unattended through the streets. So sweet and innocent. But it was an illusion; anyone of these people could be akuma.
"Excuse me, would you happen to know where I can find the Black Order?" she asked a nearby police man.
"Eh? The Black Order? Ye go down Toffey Lane, take a left on Oakside street, turn right on Leme Road, Go straight for a while . . . "
He went on and on, the words floating through one of her ears, and out the other.
"Thank you for your time, sir."
'What was the first direction? Roffley lane, Moffey Street? Ah, never mind. I'll just find it the way all good adventurers do. Wander off in some direction and hope it's the right street. Hmm. What a wonderful idea!'
Ten hours later:
A large black castle rose from high on top of a cliff. With no stairs in sight, it would seem that climbing up it was the only way to enter.
FUN!
About half way up, Rins decided she wanted to make the climb a little bit more fun. Causing a major rockslide was easy. All she had to do was activate her arm, hit the cliff, and down come the boulders. Easy peasy, lemon squeasy. After that, all she had to do was avoid the rocks, and have fun while doing it.
MEANWHILE:
"Uh, Kumoi, you might want to see this." Said a man called Reever.
A Chinese man wearing a beret walked calmly up to the moniter, a cup of coffee in his hand. The cup was a very interesting looking one. It had bunnies. Lots of them.
Kumoi took one look at the monitor, and spewed coffee all over Reever.
"WHAT!"
Back on the Cliff:
"YEEHAA!"
"WHOO!"
"AGAIN!"
"YAAAAY!"
"THIS IS FUN!"
"COME ON YOU BIG LUMPS!"
"COME AND GET ME!"
"HA HA! YOU CAN'T CATCH ME!"
"TAKE THAT YOU STUPID HUNK OF ROCK!"
Rins was having fun. She had been slightly depressed yesterday, and had started remembering the old days, so today she had leapt back into her carefree happy attitude, and the side affect was her acting like a hyperactive puppy.
Annoyingly crazy and enthusiastic.
It was fun.
And she liked things that were fun. After a hundred or so years it's easy to get bored.
There was a quote that she adored, 'If you're going to do something wrong, at least enjoy it.' She would follow that advice until she died. This was never. Hmm. Depressing. Oooo! A rock!
Rins realized that there was a possibility of her being crazy but she didn't care. She was having too much fun to care.
She reached the top slightly dusty, but no worse for wear. Humming an irritating tune under her breath, she walked slowly towards the gargantuan castle looming over head. Shrugging, she started skipping towards the door.
A humongous dumm dumm sculpture stood guarding the gates. Hmm. "Dumm Dumm, Yumm Yumm, Gumm Gumm. RUN RUN!"
The Dumm Dumm had woken up.
BACK INSIDE THE CASTLE:
"Dumm Dumm, please scan this very interesting person please." Kumoi ordered.
BACK WITH THE DUMM DUMM:
"STARTING SCAN!"
A breeze blew Rins's hood back, allowing the world to see her white hair and cursed eye.
Dumm Dumm stopped his scan at her eye, scanning it for a moment more, before yelling:
"AKUMA!"
And from out of the doors stepped a man with long bluish black hair tied into a pony tail, flashing dark blue eyes and a sword in hand.