Excel Saga Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Anime Infiltration Project: Act I Dog-Demon-Dayz ❯ A New Direction ( Chapter 1 )

Excel Saga
The Anime Infiltration Project: Act I : Dog-Demon-Dayz

Chapter I

 

“Hail Il Palazzo!” The familiar, high-pitched praising echo rang through the great hall.

“I can't stand it anymore!” Palazzo forcefully slammed his fist down upon the arm of his throne. “Failure, nothing but failure, not one success! This is utterly unacceptable, what do you have to say for yourselves!” To which Excel excitedly stepped foreword.

“Well-you-see-there-was-this-giant-crab-alien-type-thing -that-came-and-wrecked-our-last-plans-and-I-even-used-the-super-hydron-coli der-scope-type-thingy-even-though-you-told-me-not-too-and-then-this- interdimentional-turnip-“

BANG!

“Not You Excel.” Il Palazzo sighed in exasperation putting the gun back in his pocket. “Why don't YOU explain, Senior Hyatt.”

“Oh, yes sir. There were quite a few unintentional mishaps that lead to our most recent failure. We're very sorry sir.” Hyatt responded in her usually calm unintentionally sweet voice causing Il Palazzo to swoon. Men were so easily swayed by a pair of long legs and a sweet voice.

“Oh that's O.K., You appear sincere Senior Hyatt. All is forgiven my dear.”

“HEY! WHAT THE HELL?” Excel shouted, attempting to stand up after being shot at. “You-were-just-about-to-rip-us-a-new-one-until-your-testost erone-started-elevating-at-the-thought-of-the-young-vulnerable-miss-Hyatt-a nd-her-sexy-lady-parts-why-don't-you-ever-think-of-Excel-that-way-Excell-is -oh-so-hot-even-though-she-does-sometimes-forge t-to-shave-her-“

BANG!

“Please refrain from turning an entire sentence into one long word. And who gave you permission to speak?” Il Palazzo responded after firing another shot at her.

“Well-I-suppose-you-just-did-by-acknowledging-my-existan ce-with-a-question. . . Sir.” Excel saluted him as she lie there nearly unconscious upon the floor, unaware of her overly persistent stupidity.

“Oh I believe that's quite enough for now.” He said, massaging his temples as he pulled the rope at his side. A trap door in the floor suddenly opening up beneath the bleeding Excel and threw her down into the depths of its watery shark infested chasm.

“I think your being a bit harsh on her don't you think sir?” Spoke up Hyatt as she stared down into the black watery abyss beneath the floor.

“Nonsense, this is an everyday activity. It's seems like the only way to get through to the girl. Now, Hyatt, on to business.” He proceeded with a grin.

“Business, sir?” Hyatt asked.

“Yes, we're taking a new direction. It's obvious that your latest attempts at taking over the world may be a bit too much. Instead we're going to take a more discreet approach.” He said, grinning even more devilishly.

“Discreet, sir?” Asked Hyatt, still confused.

“Yes, do you watch anime Hyatt?” Palazzo asked sincerely to which Hyatt glanced awkwardly at the screen through which the audience is currently viewing her. “Or comic books perhaps? Manga seems to be an untapped gold-mine of influential fiction.”

“Influential fiction sir?” She asked. His answers still not getting any clearer.

“Yes, though as influential as it is, I started wondering whether it really was fiction.” He pondered, pulling out a random manga book out from under his cloak.

Cough-Cough “You're not making much sense your highness.” Hyatt asked one more time as she began to sway back and forth rather dizzily. A small bit of blood dripping from the corner of her mouth as her eyes began to glaze over.

“But it's so self explanatory!” He proclaimed grazing through the pages of the book in his hand. “How could you not understand the subtle yet intricate simplicities of my design?” He continued, oblivious to the fact that Hyatt had already passed out cold on the floor. “Your new missions will center on finding the origins of these stories, you will essentially go-back-in-time in a sense and reshape the story to our liking. So many people read these stories, that if we were to implant some sort of Across subliminal messaging then the youth of today will have no choice but to follow us blindly and obey our every command! It's perfect, genius, no! Ingenious! The Anime Infiltration Project!” He celebrated his own self proclaimed intelligence with a hearty laugh. “Do you understand now Hyatt?” He paused to peer down at a dead Hyatt lying next to the open hole in the floor where Excel had fell through. “Oh why do I even bother?”

“I heard ya loud and clear Lord Il Palazzo!” Excel shouted as she managed to climb back up the slippery watery shaft in the floor.

“Good, then there's hope for you yet Excel.” He said throwing the manga book onto the floor in front of her. “This will be your first target. It's a story about a mystical jewel that gets shattered into hundreds of pieces; it's set in feudal Japan.” Excel excitedly jumped up and dove for the book. Flipping its pages randomly, pretending that she actually understood what was going on.

“Feudal Japan? That's-that-place-with-the-samurai's-and-the-honor-and-the-death-and-the-ba dly-dubbed-black-and-white-films-and-the-“

“JUST GO EXCEL! And Take Hyatt with you. Hopefully this new direction will be a bit easier for you to comprehend then our previous missions.” He shouted massaging his temples in frustration.

“Hail Il Palazzo!” Excel shouted as she attempted to carry the dead alien princess with her. Once the door slammed behind them Palazzo pulled yet another manga book out from under his cloak and began reading.

“Oh what mishaps will you get into today my little cuties?” He chuckled burying himself in an extremely girly shoujo manga.

 

“So what's this thing about anyway?” Excel asked as they both sat in their apartment living room.

“It looks like some school girl goes back in time through a well.” Hyatt sat reading the manga, trying to paraphrase it for Excel's short attention span. “She turns out to be the reincarnation of an ancient priestess who guards this special jewel. Then there's something about it shattering and scattering all over Japan.”

“Is that it, what's so special about that?” Excel asked rolling around on the floor around the table.

“It also seems like there's some love triangle between the priestess, the reincarnated school-girl, and this half-breed dog-demon.” Hyatt responded, pointing at the picture of a silver-haired man with white dog ears in the book.

“Half-breed Dog-demon? Gimme that! Are-you-making-stuff-up-just-to-see-if-I'm-paying-attention-cuz-if-you-are- that's-kind-of-mean-I'm-not-really-that-stupid-all-the-time-but-you-don't-H EY! He's really good looking!” She shouted, cutting herself off mid-sentence as she snatched the book out of Hyatt's hands.

“Yes, I suppose. He does have pretty silver hair. Though by the look of it, he doesn't seem very nice.” Hyatt exclaimed as she took a sip of Tomato Juice.

“Who cares about nice? I wanna get me some hot doggy action. Who cares what species we are when you have body like that!” Excel proclaimed as she began nearly making out with the manga in her hands.

“We need to find a way into the past first Excel.” Hyatt reminded her.

Excel gained a look about her as if her dreams had just been crushed as she stared down at the picture of the hunky dog-demon before her. “Time-Travel? How-the-hell-are-we-gonna-do-that-I'm-not-a-rocket-scientist-after-all-and- even-if-I-was-I-have-this-rash-that-might-“

“Why don't we find that shrine?” Hyatt suggested, wrestling the book free from Excel's grasp.

“Shrine? Like the one in the book?” Excel asked with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

“Yes, Lord Il Palazzo said there is always an ounce of truth in fiction writing. Perhaps the shrine with this well really exists.” Hyatt explained.

“Well if Lord Il Palazzo said so than what are you waiting for lets get our tushies in motion!” Excel jumped up faster than a cat getting his tail caught in a rocking chair, grabbed Hyatt by the wrist with Menchi in the other arm and darted out the door without any thought or care about where in fact this shrine might even be.

 

 

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