It's A Taken World
Chapter Seven: Halloweenie, The Meatiest Holiday.
*Hogwarts, October 31st*
Iris sat by herself, with most of the school scared of her because of their own rumours. Hermione the only friend she had at the school, and even their bond wasn't strong.
She didn't mind, her thoughts were elsewhere, mostly on her hair. It was slowly turning pink again, it was pretty unnoticeable at the recent time, but it would start to show during the November month.
Luckily she would be getting out of Hogwarts during the main month for Christmas holidays.
The day was going normally(as much as a school where you learn magic can be normal) until charms, when Hermione, the bossy(but helpful) self she was, tried to tell another Gryffindor named Ron Weasley the correct phrasing for the spell they were learning.
He didn't really like that, and showed it clearly after the lesson. Saying that she was a bossy know-it-all that had no friends.
Iris took offense to that as she, while no-one was looking, pelted him with something ironic to his gluttonous nature. She started pulling piles upon piles of the 'negative flavour' Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans and throwing them, right into his mouth.
He was quickly sent to the hospital wing, from a bloated stomach from how many sweets he had thrown into him, he was projectile vomiting from the mixed flavours of dirt, poop, earwax and... more vomit and also fell into a sugar induced coma after the remaining, unvomited beans were converted into insane amounts of the sweet substance by his stomach acids.
Iris decided to leave after watching the ginger haired boy vomit for the twentieth time, walking a familiar path stained with phantom tears; they reached a bathroom, which she quickly went inside, resting on the wall of the lavatory her friend was crying in.
She sighed, rubbing one of her silver tinted eyes as a quiet 'go away' came from the blocked section of the room.
"You know he is wrong, I'm your friend." Iris said to her.
"But I'm still a 'Bossy Know-It-All' as Ron said."
"But that is one of the things that makes you... well you, sure you could turn down the attitude with people not doing homework and that sort of thing, people work on it in their own time, but sharing knowledge with others is not that bad."
Silence filled the girls lavatory as the tears turned into sniffles, but even that took quite some time as the day started to slip away.
Finally an unlocking sound signalled the exit of her friend, who still had minor tear tracks and slightly reddened eyes.
"Great, now we should head for the feast before- Iris stopped herself short as an image shifted into her mind.
"You know, it might be a good idea to get back in there. A Troll is heading this way." Iris said, gently shoving the other girl into her cubicle.
"Wait, how do you know that?" Hermione asked.
"I suppose I could tell you after I have finished, maybe our friendship will truly be cemented if we do so." Iris said as she pulled out the Nightmare Weapon from her sleeve, loading in a single silver bullet inside there too her world slowly going fogged.
True to her word, the Troll came shambling in, a large club getting dragged along by his side.
Iris stared at the beast, a red glimmer flashing in her eyes as she whispered something to herself.
"The hunt... begins."*bloodborne levels of gore here.*
Rapid strikes of the blade glimmered in the castle's light sources, before a click resonated with sliding metal, a loud shot ringing a mere three seconds later.
Hermione heard a meaty slash, before a loud thump sounded as a body hit the stone floor, she opened the cubicle door, her eyes growing wide at the sight before her.
Iris was covered in a sheen of blood, her left hand was held out in a claw-like position with the nails taking a sharper edge, but the claw-nails seemed to be turning back to normal, her eyes held a glazed look, as if she was elsewhere in the world.
Hermione, while still slightly in shock, walked over to Iris, whose eyes flickered back into their normal state as she heard her friend's footsteps.
"Hermione... this never happened, we need to get out, quickly!" Iris cried out, wandlessly removing the blood from her body, even if she was tempted to drink it herself.
Hermione just nodded, following the girl now fleeing the scene.
They eventually reached their dorm, mashing themselves into the swarm of panicking children.
*When the others were asleep, girl's dorm room.*
"Alright... the others are asleep, talk to me Iris. What was that?" Hermione demanded.
Iris sighed from the bed next to Hermione's and explained the way her eyes worked.
"Okay... so you can see everything that happened in this world's past, but what about with the whole troll event, what was with your hand?"
"That... that is one thing that I do not know about, that is something that recently just sprung up, I wouldn't have known what happened there until I thought of it. My thoughts were... not there at the time."
With that out of the way, the two girls went to sleep.
That was one Halloween, so let's go back and visit one or two others.
*Pokemon world, Pallet Town*
Slurp, Naruko's Goodra, was helping decorate her Mistress' house, by placing one of her sticky hands onto the wall, while Naruko was placing cardboard cut-outs of skulls and Pumpkaboos on the spots that were sticky. Soon that job was done, and Naruko passed a large Poffin to the sticky Pokémon, who smiled happily before walking away into the large piece of land her friends were hanging out in.
Naruko went inside her house and smelled the scent of melted chocolate, one of her other Pokémon, a Blissey by the name of Missy, was creating elaborate mixtures of various berries and chocolate, and leaving them to set. Naruko left her to it, and went to put on her... costume.
In reality it was just her original robes and crown, but the children or parents didn't need to know that.
*That night*
Naruko sat in wait for any trick or treaters to come by. Her ghost Pokémon deciding to stay outside and spook children a little bit.
Eventually a few came by, wearing little accessories and paints to make them look like specific Pokémon.
Finally her little 'apprentice' came by, Ashlyn Ketchum; she was wearing a full Riolu outfit, designed by her mother for maximum adorableness.
'Why must you be so cute...' Naruko thought loudly, placing half the remaining chocolates in Ashlyn's bag.
As Ashlyn walked away happily with her bag filled with goodies, it was grabbed away by her ex-best friend, Gary Oak. He was wearing a basic, but sort of expensive, storebought Nidoking costume.
"Watcha got here Ashy?" He said opening the bag with a bully-glint in his eye.
"Give it back Gary," she cried out, her eyes widening as he pulled out a pink flecked chocolate, "No, that is one of Missy's chocolates!"
"Missy? Never heard of her, I bet she would accept the grandson of Professor Oak to eat one of her chocolates though, it seems you got more than enough here."
Ashlyn had a minor spark of genius at that moment.
"Missy is one of Professor Uzumaki's Pokémon, in fact we are right next to her house, so if she saw this happening I don't she would accept this act. Imagine what she would tell your grandfather, he would be soooo disappointed in you." She drawled.
'I barely knew what I said there, so many big words.' She thought after she finished.
Gary's eyes flickered with fear for a moment, before he let out a sulky 'hmmph' and tossed the bag to Ashlyn.
"Later, loser, next time don't bring someone else into these little fights of ours, its something a loser would do."
Ashlyn just looked at him with a dull look on her face.
"You bring up being a Professor's grandson all the time."
Gary gave another 'hmmmph' as he walked away.
She looked back at Naruko's house for a moment, and saw the woman at the window with a large sign and a headset placed over her ear, the sign read.
'I was listening in, nice work there.
P.S. I want that work finished soon kid, get to work in the morning or I will personally steal Missy's chocolates back.'
Ashlyn eeped slightly as she read the Post-Script and dashed away, moving as fast as her paw-like shoes would let her go.
Naruko giggled slightly, a little purr coming out with it. Hearing the extra sound she looked at her hair and took note of pink highlights that had started showing up.
'So you start now this year? It'll be a crazy Christmas that's for sure.' She thought.
Naruko decided it was time to close her doors to the children; they would all be heading home now anyway.
Let's check on this last Halloween, shall we?
*America, somewhere really dusty.*
Ranma Saotome, Martial Artist and Jusenkyo Witch(In training) was with her Mother, walking along a dusty road.
"M-mom? Why are we here?" Ranma asked.
"Well... I was hired by someone to come here this Halloween. Apparantly an idiot called Merasmus borrowed money from them, bought a magic object with the money and now needs some souls to fuel it. Apparently from my hirer's contacts he does this almost every year, and tries to kill these groups of mercenaries with what he buys." Nodoka explained.
"W-why did you b-bring me with you then?" The Little Witch questioned.
"Well what else was I going to do? Your father would have dragged you back out again, not to worry though dear, I got someone to take care of you while I go and kill Merasmus. Her name is Miss Pauling, she usually deals with the Mercs most of the time, so she should be able to handle a little rascal like you." Nodoka replied.
Their long walk eventually led them to a farm-house that could fit a good amount of people in. There were quite a few lights on outside and a few Pumpkins were placed outside; one stood out quite well, because of a green glow coming from inside it.
'W-wait... is that a brain in there?' Ranma thought, noticing the pinkish matter.
"Hey, lady. Gimmie your wallet." A slightly robotic voice said from the Pumpkin, directed at Nodoka.
Nodoka sweat-dropped at the Pumpkin and looked at it for a moment before knocking on the door.
"Who could dat be?" A Boston accented voice said from behind it.
"Maybe you should go and find out, Scout." A Man with a French accent replied to the Boston accented male.
"Maybe I should go and find out, before a fight breaks out deciding who opens the door." A Woman cuts past the two voices, before footsteps are heard coming towards the door.
The door opened, revealing a woman in an overcoat and old hat with black hair and green eyes. She was also wearing some glasses.
"Hello? Something I can help you with?" She asked.
"You would be Miss Pauling, yes? We spoke on the phone?" Nodoka replied, getting a flash of remembrance.
"Oh yes... Nodoka. You said you wanted me to take care of a child while you were going to kill someone, wouldn't there be someone better to do that?"
"There probably would be, but I was better of leaving... her with you because the one I am killing should be coming here."
Pauling sighed, before opening the door wider and letting the two of them inside.
Inside were nine other people, wearing costumes.
"So who was it Miss Pauling?" The Boston accent now with a body, A skinny but fit teen wearing a chicken costume, asked the woman.
"Oh just someone to accompany us this Halloween," She replied, before turning to Nodoka, "Please make yourself at home."
Nodoka propped herself against the wall next to the window, with Ranma sitting on the floor next to her, they stayed there, watching as Four of them were playing Dunge- I mean Gargoyles and Gravel.
Ranma listened to the idle chatter as she pulled out a bottle of basic spring water and tried making a mixed curse in it. This was one of the things troubling him/her, as the magic she/he would need to assign with the water liked to fight between one another, the sentient chaos that came with the curses being fresh being the problem.
Her magic was interrupted by a knock on the door.
"It is I, MERASMUS!" A man bellowed from the door.
'That is my target, but I'll just leave it be for now, I wanna see why he keeps coming to these Mercs' Nodoka thought, watching as the man in a Cheap robot costume got 'hypnotized by magic' to shove his face to the mail slot.
The Jusenkyo Witch peeped out the window as Merasmus told the Mercs the truth, she looked at the small Gargoyle statue, a small funnel with an arrow saying 'put souls' here on it.
'I w-wonder... could I use that in some way? I-it Looks pretty old, maybe I could modify it to age the magic before I mix them together?' Ranma thought
At the moment the group decided to leave him out there after he presented his challenge, Nodoka decided to get out there, bribed the Mafiosos placing the wizard in the trunk of the car to hand him over to her.
As she walked away with him, silenced pistol to his head, the Mercs decided to accept the wizard's challenge, making Nodoka stop for a moment, before cutting a deal with the wizard herself.
"Make this Halloween extra exciting and I'll pay off some of the debts you brought yourself into." Nodoka growled in the man's ear.
"Merasmus... can work with that deal." The 'evil' wizard replied.
The Saotome's Halloween was definitely crazy; there was some time travel, some explosive books, bumper cars... and quite a lot of murder, some of it being Nodoka getting dragged into the battles too.
When Halloween ended, Ranma found herself in possession of a Golden Gargoyle full of souls, which she placed atop her Jusenkyo Bamboo staff, which caused the items to fuse together. Merasmus was upset by this, because it took so many resets of the same times over and over before the object was filled, but let it go after being threatened by Nodoka.
Halloween... is a rather strange time. Wouldn't you say?
This was sort of just plot, and some filler.
Ranma's Jusenkyo channel staff now has a Happy Golden Gargoyle merged with it, letting her create 'older' magic. It sort of looks like... imagine the liberty staff from Tf2(Heh.), replace the wood for one of the poles placed in the Jusenkyo Pools and then put in a Golden Gargoyle statue twirled around the top of it instead of a golden eagle.
Anyway, enjoy life...
Going to orbit
Cya.