A/N Durr hurr, I got a half-referance in this. Can you guess what it is? BTW, I also stuck a random peice of a history-induced-myth in this. (The research was real, the story isn't.) Don't ask why. This story is incredibly random.
When they arrived, they walked quickly through security, and boarded their flight, which was scheduled to leave in 10 minutes. Alice collapsed into her seat, but immediately felt an... odd wavelength. She dismissed it as nothing, though. The flight itself was mostly empty, aside from some people in economy and a man wearing a black trench coat in first class with them. Brandon sat down on his seat and relaxed, but he couldn't fall asleep. Something felt wrong.
"Hey, do you feel that?" he asked, turning to Alice.
"..Yes. I feel a disturbance on this plane." She replied.
Brandon looked around, and noticed the man in the trench coat shift uncomfortably. "Think it could be him?" he whispered, pointing towards him.
Alice stared at the man with the same unrelenting gaze she used on Brandon. The man looked her out of the corner of his eye. Paranoia was evident in his gaze. "...It's him!"
"Thought so." Brandon said, standing up. He then walked over to him. "Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to die." he said. The man lunged at him, trying to bite Brandon. Luckily for him, Brandon bitch-slapped him away. "Time to die!" he yelled, turning his arm into a blade and swinging at he Kishin. Suddenly, time seemed to stop around the Kishin, Alice, and him.
Alice wanted to move, to talk, to help but for some reason she couldn't do any of those things. 'What the hell is going on?' she thought.
Brandon could still move, but couldn't talk. But right now, movement was all that was important. He swung at the Kishin, but the Kishin could move too. He removed his trench coat, revealing claws on his hands. He then swung at Brandon, who dodged the slice. He swung at the Kishin with his arm, but the Kishin deflected it.
"This isn't working. I'm going to have to try something else." he thought. Then, on his left hand, he made claws of his own. He then swung with his left hand, which the Kishin dodged, but followed up with a stab with his right arm. He punctured through the Kishin, lifting him up, and sliced his chest open with his left hand. As the Kishin exploded, time seemed to resume.
"What the hell was that?" Brandon asked, finally able to speak.
"What...just...happened...?" Alice panted out, finally able to move, talk, and- more importantly- breath.
"I don't know. I think that Kishin was controlling time somehow. By the way, heres a treat." he said, throwing the Kishin soul to her. Alice took the soul and ate it, but she didn't look too happy about it. "What's wrong?" he asked, noticing her sadness.
"I-I used to be a Kishin... and now I ate a Kishin's soul. I-It's...It's not right..." She replied.
"Eh, I'm insane, and I kill others who are also insane, the trick is, put the past behind you. Like you said, What's done is done." he said, sitting down in his seat.
"Hmm." Alice couldn't help but feel guilty and was ready to protest, but decided against it and reluctantly sat down.
Brandon looked at the monitor in front of the two and saw 'Groundhog Day' was on. "Here, watch this. It might help lift your mood." he said, handing Alice a set of headphones that were plugged in.
"..." She relunctantly put the headphones on. 40 minutes into the movie, she fell asleep.
Brandon finished watching the movie before he fell asleep. He soon woke up halfway through the flight, having to use the restroom, but couldnt move. When he looked down, he saw Alice's has slipped off of her chair and onto his chest. He had no other choice than to wake her. "Hey Alice get up." he said, gently shaking her awake.
"H-huh...?" Alice was confused for a moment, but then realised she fell asleep on Brandon. She looked away, face slightly flushed. "...T-Traurig, Brandon..."
"Thank you!" he said, quickly getting up to use the restroom. He came back 2 minutes later. "What does 'Traurig' even mean?" he asked, confused as to the pronunciation and meaning of the word.
"It means 'sorry'." Alice replied.
"Oh. Well now I feel stupid." Brandon said, slouching down in his chair.
"Why? Not everyone knows German." She replied.
"I should have guessed it from the context in which you use it." he said, looking out of the window he was sitting next to.
"I guess you're right." Alice replied, a small smirk crawling onto her face.
"What ever. I'm going back to sleep." he said, closing his eyes.
Alice decided to stay awake, in case the flight landed while Brandon was asleep.
Brandon was still asleep when the plane landed. "Brandon, wake up." Alice shook him until he awoke.
"Huh what?" he mumbled, waking up.
"It's time to go."
"Alright. Let's go." he said, standing up and stretching. Alice also stood up. They then both walked off of the plane, grabbed their bags, and walked home. As they entered the abandoned warehouse, the feeling of home rushed over them. "No place like home, huh." he said, unpacking his bag. Alice chuckled a bit, putting peter in his cage and unpacking all of her stuff. "I'm gonna wash my clothes." he said, filling a bucket with water.
"OK." Alice replied lazily.
He went outside and began washing his clothes. He quickly finished and went inside. "Your turn." he said, handing her the bucket.
"OK," Alice said, walking outside. She washed her clothes quick and came back inside.
Brandon checked his phone. It was 5:00 "Wanna see If we could as some more luxury to our shack?" he asked, looking around.
"Let's go." he said, walking out of the door. They walked to an appliance store, where they 'bought' a futon, a portable generator, a tv stand, and a small 24' inch tv. They went to the video game store next, where they 'bought' an Xbox and some games. Finally, they went to the gas station where they bought a gas canister and filled it with gas. They went home, where Brandon set everything up. "There. Done." he said after 2 hours of labor.
Alice went over to the T.V and Xbox, then started to play one of the games they bought, Portal. "Training your mind, huh?" he said,sitting down on the futon next to her.
"I love this game!" Alice said.
"Really? You know of video games, but not movies? You defiantly have your priorities straight." he said, chuckling. Alice chuckled. Brandon quickly looked at the screen. Alice seemed to be flying through the puzzles with no problem. "Have you played this before?" he asked, looking back at her.
"Yep." She replied simply.
"Ok. I thought you were just super smart." he said jocularly.
"I ain't THAT smart." She replied. "It's just, my dimension is more advanced than this one."
"No wonder. They managed to turn a Kishin back to human." he said, watching the tv again.
"Their main goal was to turn Kidd back into a Reaper." Alice said plainly. "Turning into a Kishin made him incredibly smart, so it was hard to do that. The academy eventually got me to help them, though. But Kidd is still an evil, manipulative bastard."
"He'd probably hate looking back on himself." Brandon said, watching the tv. He watched Alice play for an hour. "My turn." he said, standing up.
Alice smiled and happily handed the remote to Brandon. "Hey, can I ask you something?"
"What?" he asked, putting in 'Call of Duty Modern Warfare 3'.
"I'm not sure if this happened in your world or not, but have you heard of 'The Nazi Kill-switch' experiments?" Alice asked, full of morbid curiosity.
"The 'Nazi Kill-switch experiments'...can't say I have." he said, shrugging.
"Want to know what it was?" Alice asked, grinning.
"Now that you perked my curiosity, I do." he said, sitting back down.
"Well, after World War Two, some Nazis went to this orphanage in Japan." She began. "They thought that when the brain was fully developed, a 'kill-switch' turns on and that this 'kill-switch' shuts down your body and kills you. So they experimented on the children to locate their kill-switch in the cerebellum. They succesfully found and removed it, making several kids in the orphanage immortal. They managed to reverse the 'kill-switch' in all of the caretakers, too. But they were different after that, like demons. They stalked the Nazis and killed some of them. Eventually all the Nazis and Scientists left."
"That is pretty fucked up." he said, looking at her.
"But it worked." Alice said, giving Brandon an emotionless stare.
"So, these kids walk the earth, never being able to die?" he asked, still skeptical about the tale.
"No. They're still in th orphanage in Hiroshima. If you want to see them, go there. Follow the path that looks like trucks have run over it, keep going until you see a stone building. Go inside and look for the red door. Open and you should see the children and caretakers. They'll ask if you want to play 'circle you, circle you'. Say yes and you'll be forced to play. Say no and one of the children will try to kill you. Say maybe and they'll all scream at you to decide. However, if you tell them you don't know how to play they will let you go." Alice said happily.
"Sounds like a fairy tale to me." he said, starting up the game. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some terrorists to kill." he said.
"It happened in my world," Alice replied then silently began to watch him play the game.
He played his hour of video games, favoring the revolver, then turned everything off. "Might as well get to bed." he said, checking his phone.
"OK," Alice said. "By the way, next time we choose a mission, can I pick it out?" Alice climbed into her sleeping bag.
"Sure." he said, climbing into his sleeping bag. They then both fell asleep.