Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Muma Oni - The Succubus Demon ❯ Premonition of Disaster ( Chapter 17 )
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Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Comedy / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.03.2010 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 183 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Comedy / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.03.2010 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 183 | Status: Completed
Kisuro Nabura walked up the path to the Kannin residence. He knew it had been a long time since he and Sato had faced off, and wondered what his rival was up to. Since Kisuro had lost to Sato, he quadrupled his training, paying top yen to the best teachers from Hokkaido and Okinawa in pursuit of being better. Money was never an object to a Nabura.
Kisuro knocked on the door and waited for an answer. No one came. He knocked again. Still nothing. Irritated, he knocked a third time as hard as he could. Finally the door opened and a tired looking woman stood before him.
Pinaka rubbed her eyes and looked over Kisuro. “Can I help you?” she asked.
Kisuro bowed elegantly. “My name is Kisuro Nabura, an acquaintance of Sato Kannin.” He rose and gazed at Pinaka. “You must be his mother. You’re quite a well looking woman. Much healthy beauty flows within you.”
Pinaka blushed. “That’s very flattering, but I’m not his mother.” Kisuro blinked, feeling foolish now. “You said you’re a friend of Sato’s?” Pinaka asked. Kisuro nodded. “Well, Sato isn’t here right now. He went to Hikone to expedite a demon.”
“You mean exorcise?” Kisuro asked, raising an eyebrow.
Pinaka snapped her fingers. “That’s it! He probably won’t be back until the end of the week.”
“I see,” said Kisuro.
A loud ringing filled the air suddenly. Pinaka looked up the stairs and saw Jira bounding down them toward her, carrying the demon tracker. Pinaka bent down to Jira and took the tracker. “There’s a demon nearby?” She was quite surprised. She brought up the map and looked where the dot was located. “Oh my.”
“What is it?” Kisuro asked.
“This thing’s tracking a demon all the way near Kyoto!” Pinaka said hysterically. “Is that Hikone? Oh, Sato and the others must be in real danger.”
“Um, Miss?” asked Kisuro, wondering about the device she had.
But Pinaka had taken off up the stairs before he got an answer. Kisuro stepped into the house, watching up the stairs, standing next to Jira who waited patiently. In only a few seconds later, Pinaka came rushing down the stairs again, a red mark on her face where she evidently ran into a door. She was now dressed in her demon hunter armor and the cloak that covered it.
“Jira, let’s go!” Pinaka said, hitting the door before running out of it into the front yard.
Kisuro stood on the threshold, watching as Pinaka stopped and began running backwards toward Kisuro. She turned on her heels to face Kisuro and asked, “Do you know a fast way to get to Hikone?” Kisuro sighed.
***
Kazuhiko Otomo sat in a small coffee shop, drinking his coffee exactly the way he liked it: black. He quite enjoyed this coffee shop, especially since the waitress seemed to have a liking to him. He enjoyed watching the young woman walk her rounds, tending to the tables. Every time she walked by his table she’d shoot him a simple smile that made his life worth living longer.
“Life sure is great,” he said to himself as he picked up his coffee. Just as he took a swig, the glass erupted into shards, spilling the coffee onto his lap. The shop went quiet and everyone turned to his table.
Otomo lowered his hands to the table, not affected by the shock that should have been. The lovely waitress he liked rushed over to him with plenty of towels and napkins to help clean him up. Otomo ignored her for the moment and looked out the window. “Hm,” he said, “a bad omen?”
***
Ryomaru Takedo stood on the docks of Yokohama. Hasu was at his side. Ryomaru sighed as he watched the ships passing by. “We haven’t had much fun lately, have we Hasu?” he said. “The demons being released lately just don’t have the zest we’re looking for.”
Hasu nudged against Ryomaru, letting his master know he had the same feelings. Ryomaru nodded, frowning. To his surprise his scanner began to beep. He put a hand to it and brought up the map.
“There’s a demon,” Ryomaru said. His eyes widened. “It’s near Kyoto. How’s it possible for a demon to be powerful enough to be traced from here?” He looked down at Hasu. “Okay, old pal, let’s do this. This is the challenge we’ve been waiting for.”
Hasu barked in agreement.
***
Jibushi, Otta, and Kanate looked toward the shrine from the front porch of the house. They were disturbed by a large quake, and were now baffled by the smoke rising from the hill. Ina joined them shortly, shrieking as she saw the flames and black smoke.
“Oh no,” said Ina, covering her mouth. “Sato’s up there!”
She made a rush for the shrine, but was held back by Otta. “There’s nothing you can do,” he said. He looked to Kanate and Jibushi. “Take care of Ina. I’m gonna go to the shrine and make sure things are all right.”
Ina caught Otta by his sleeve. “Please,” she pleaded, “bring Sato back alive.”
Otta nodded.
***
Kaiban looked down at the scenery. “Things have changed,” he said. He looked to the sister phantom. “Risa, how long have I been asleep?”
“About seventeen hundred years,” Risa answered.
“I see,” Kaiban said. “Totsa, tell me of the current situation here in Japan.”
The brother cleared his throat. “It seems that Japan has completely opened its borders to other countries for trade and tourism. One of its major trading partners is with America to the east.”
“America?” asked Kaiban.
“A new country founded just a few centuries ago, and a world power.”
Kaiban narrowed his eyes. “This ‘America’ might be a good partner to have on our side.”
“Japan has a good relationship with them,” Totsa said. “We can use that to our advantage if we take control of the government leader. But, because of past dealings with America, Japan has no military.”
“It will soon enough,” said Kaiban. “Let us be on our way to Kyoto.”
“Excuse me, sir,” Risa said, “but Kyoto is no longer the capital. It has been moved to Edo, which is now called Tokyo.”
Kaiban laughed. “It seems much really has changed. Then we’ll take our time in this area and move on to Edo.”
***
“Bastards,” Muma said close to Sato’s ear. “Here we are, just twenty or more feet below them, and they have the nerve to ignore us and discuss world domination.”
Sato stood. The heat of the flames still engulfing the shrine was against his skin. He stared straight up at the demons. Muma stood with him. Grandpa remained seated with the sheathed sword in his lap.
“What do we do?” Sato asked.
“We have to buy ourselves time for me to get my powers back,” Muma said. “Gramps, do you think you can cover for us?”
“My movements aren’t quite what they use to be,” Grandpa said, “and I’m still slightly battered from last night.”
“It’s fine, Grandpa,” Sato said. “Let’s draw their attention and see what they’re going to do.”
“Draw their attention?” Muma said hysterically. She grabbed Sato by the neck of his shirt. “Sati, are you nuts?” She shook him fiercely. “If we catch their attention while I’m powerless, we’re doomed!”
Sato cracked a small smile. “Well, it was a thought.”
Muma looked up at Kaiban and the two phantoms. “This is real bad,” she mumbled.
“Sato!” called Otta from the stairs, running toward the group. He stopped beside Sato and looked up at the demons flying above the flaming shrine. “Is that him? Is that the horrible demon?”
Sato nodded. “It seems like they’re conversing about their plans. They haven’t even noticed us yet.”
Muma grabbed Sato by the hand. “While they haven’t noticed us,” she said, “let’s get somewhere private and get this done with.”
Sato’s face went red. “We can’t do that knowing these demons are running around.”
Muma gripped Sato by the shirt again, looking fierce. “It’s now or never! Once Kaiban realizes I don’t have my powers, he won’t give me the chance to get them back.”
Sato gulped. “I suppose you’re right. Okay, let’s go.” Sato turned to Otta. “You and Grandpa better get out of here too. It’s not safe.”
Otta nodded. “No worries, I’ll make sure your grandpa is safe,” he said.
Sato and Muma headed fast for the stairs. A ball of energy shot down from the sky, erupting the stairs into flames, stopping Muma and Sato dead in their tracks. Fear rushed through them as they watched what could have been them.
“Now, where do you think you’re going?” said a dark voice from the fire.
Kaiban slowly emerged from the flames, stroking a hand through his hair. He stopped before Sato and Muma and smiled wickedly at them. “Muma … it has been a while.”
“Well, it’s too soon if you ask me,” said Muma as she hid behind Sato’s right shoulder.
“Come now,” Kaiban said, “don’t you wish to pick up where we left off? Don’t you still wish to help me control this world as my right hand?”
“Not really. I rather like the way things are.”
Kaiban chuckled. “Is that so? Is this boy your new lover?”
“In a way,” Muma said.
“It figures,” Kaiban sighed.
Acting without thinking, Sato draped Muma over his shoulder and turned to run, but stopped as he saw the phantom siblings holding Otta and Grandpa. “Grandpa!” Sato exclaimed.
“There’s no running,” Kaiban said. “Now, Muma, tell me how you’ve been.”
Muma forced herself off of Sato’s shoulder and looked to Kaiban. “You better let Gramps and Otta go, or you’ll be sorry!” she threatened.
Kaiban laughed. “I’m not afraid of you, succubus. I know you have no powers. And even if you did, you’re still no match for my prowess.”
A strange smile cracked on Muma’s face as she backed against Sato. “So, you know about that, huh?”
“My informants have filled me in on the last millennium. So then, what kind of fun shall we have?”
“How about the one where Sato and I run?” said Muma.
She quickly grabbed Sato’s hand and pulled him hard. Sato took a quick glance back at Grandpa and Otta, but knew there was no way he could help them now. They raced toward the burning shrine. Kaiban sent two large green balls of energy at them. Muma spotted them as she glanced back and pulled Sato to the ground, both of them barely dodging the attacks.
“That’s it, cower!” Kaiban said delightfully, throwing more orbs of energy at the two.
“Sato, jump!” Muma cried.
“Jump?” repeated Sato. He looked forward and saw them racing toward the edge of the hill. An orb struck the ground at Sato’s feet, sending him and Muma into the air. They flew over the side of the hill and rolled through the tall grass, bushes, and small trees as they sped toward the bottom of the hill.
Kaiban cackled loud to the air, his laughter bringing all other sounds of nature to a halt. The phantoms beamed at him, proud of their leader being back to full power.
Kaiban approached Totsa who held Grandpa tight. Kaiban examined the sword Grandpa was holding. “You have quite a power there,” Kaiban said. “I might have some use for you, old man.” He looked around at Otta and examined the chubby boy. “You, though, I have no use of. Risa, do as you like with him.”
“Yes sir,” said Risa. She raised a hand and struck Otta in the back. The boy dropped to his knees, pain across his face. She raised a hand again and this time struck the back of his neck, bringing him completely to the ground.
“Let us go,” Kaiban said. “We’ll scout out this area and make our way to Edo. We may just find a few tombs to crack open on our way.”
***
Sato and Muma tumbled fast down the hill. Sato held Muma tight in his arms, his hands on the back of her head to protect it. They landed hard at the bottom of the hill, Muma on top of Sato. Muma raised her head and looked at him.
“Thanks, Sati,” she said gently. Sato didn’t reply. She felt his cheek with the palm of her hand, trying to wake him. His clothes were torn and his body was covered in scratches. Muma’s clothes and body remained unscathed.
Muma’s eyes watered. She looked around. They were in a large patch of grass, surrounded by bushes and trees. She couldn’t see the road, dashing her hopes of being able to call someone to help her with Sato.
“Sati,” Muma said, putting her head on Sato’s chest and hugging him tight. “You protected me the entire time, didn’t you, even from the blast?” She was unable to control it anymore. She sobbed on Sato’s chest, terrified that she may never see him wake.
“What do I do now?” Muma sobbed. “Please, Sati, don’t leave me. You’re all that I have in my life. Sati …”
Kisuro knocked on the door and waited for an answer. No one came. He knocked again. Still nothing. Irritated, he knocked a third time as hard as he could. Finally the door opened and a tired looking woman stood before him.
Pinaka rubbed her eyes and looked over Kisuro. “Can I help you?” she asked.
Kisuro bowed elegantly. “My name is Kisuro Nabura, an acquaintance of Sato Kannin.” He rose and gazed at Pinaka. “You must be his mother. You’re quite a well looking woman. Much healthy beauty flows within you.”
Pinaka blushed. “That’s very flattering, but I’m not his mother.” Kisuro blinked, feeling foolish now. “You said you’re a friend of Sato’s?” Pinaka asked. Kisuro nodded. “Well, Sato isn’t here right now. He went to Hikone to expedite a demon.”
“You mean exorcise?” Kisuro asked, raising an eyebrow.
Pinaka snapped her fingers. “That’s it! He probably won’t be back until the end of the week.”
“I see,” said Kisuro.
A loud ringing filled the air suddenly. Pinaka looked up the stairs and saw Jira bounding down them toward her, carrying the demon tracker. Pinaka bent down to Jira and took the tracker. “There’s a demon nearby?” She was quite surprised. She brought up the map and looked where the dot was located. “Oh my.”
“What is it?” Kisuro asked.
“This thing’s tracking a demon all the way near Kyoto!” Pinaka said hysterically. “Is that Hikone? Oh, Sato and the others must be in real danger.”
“Um, Miss?” asked Kisuro, wondering about the device she had.
But Pinaka had taken off up the stairs before he got an answer. Kisuro stepped into the house, watching up the stairs, standing next to Jira who waited patiently. In only a few seconds later, Pinaka came rushing down the stairs again, a red mark on her face where she evidently ran into a door. She was now dressed in her demon hunter armor and the cloak that covered it.
“Jira, let’s go!” Pinaka said, hitting the door before running out of it into the front yard.
Kisuro stood on the threshold, watching as Pinaka stopped and began running backwards toward Kisuro. She turned on her heels to face Kisuro and asked, “Do you know a fast way to get to Hikone?” Kisuro sighed.
***
Kazuhiko Otomo sat in a small coffee shop, drinking his coffee exactly the way he liked it: black. He quite enjoyed this coffee shop, especially since the waitress seemed to have a liking to him. He enjoyed watching the young woman walk her rounds, tending to the tables. Every time she walked by his table she’d shoot him a simple smile that made his life worth living longer.
“Life sure is great,” he said to himself as he picked up his coffee. Just as he took a swig, the glass erupted into shards, spilling the coffee onto his lap. The shop went quiet and everyone turned to his table.
Otomo lowered his hands to the table, not affected by the shock that should have been. The lovely waitress he liked rushed over to him with plenty of towels and napkins to help clean him up. Otomo ignored her for the moment and looked out the window. “Hm,” he said, “a bad omen?”
***
Ryomaru Takedo stood on the docks of Yokohama. Hasu was at his side. Ryomaru sighed as he watched the ships passing by. “We haven’t had much fun lately, have we Hasu?” he said. “The demons being released lately just don’t have the zest we’re looking for.”
Hasu nudged against Ryomaru, letting his master know he had the same feelings. Ryomaru nodded, frowning. To his surprise his scanner began to beep. He put a hand to it and brought up the map.
“There’s a demon,” Ryomaru said. His eyes widened. “It’s near Kyoto. How’s it possible for a demon to be powerful enough to be traced from here?” He looked down at Hasu. “Okay, old pal, let’s do this. This is the challenge we’ve been waiting for.”
Hasu barked in agreement.
***
Jibushi, Otta, and Kanate looked toward the shrine from the front porch of the house. They were disturbed by a large quake, and were now baffled by the smoke rising from the hill. Ina joined them shortly, shrieking as she saw the flames and black smoke.
“Oh no,” said Ina, covering her mouth. “Sato’s up there!”
She made a rush for the shrine, but was held back by Otta. “There’s nothing you can do,” he said. He looked to Kanate and Jibushi. “Take care of Ina. I’m gonna go to the shrine and make sure things are all right.”
Ina caught Otta by his sleeve. “Please,” she pleaded, “bring Sato back alive.”
Otta nodded.
***
Kaiban looked down at the scenery. “Things have changed,” he said. He looked to the sister phantom. “Risa, how long have I been asleep?”
“About seventeen hundred years,” Risa answered.
“I see,” Kaiban said. “Totsa, tell me of the current situation here in Japan.”
The brother cleared his throat. “It seems that Japan has completely opened its borders to other countries for trade and tourism. One of its major trading partners is with America to the east.”
“America?” asked Kaiban.
“A new country founded just a few centuries ago, and a world power.”
Kaiban narrowed his eyes. “This ‘America’ might be a good partner to have on our side.”
“Japan has a good relationship with them,” Totsa said. “We can use that to our advantage if we take control of the government leader. But, because of past dealings with America, Japan has no military.”
“It will soon enough,” said Kaiban. “Let us be on our way to Kyoto.”
“Excuse me, sir,” Risa said, “but Kyoto is no longer the capital. It has been moved to Edo, which is now called Tokyo.”
Kaiban laughed. “It seems much really has changed. Then we’ll take our time in this area and move on to Edo.”
***
“Bastards,” Muma said close to Sato’s ear. “Here we are, just twenty or more feet below them, and they have the nerve to ignore us and discuss world domination.”
Sato stood. The heat of the flames still engulfing the shrine was against his skin. He stared straight up at the demons. Muma stood with him. Grandpa remained seated with the sheathed sword in his lap.
“What do we do?” Sato asked.
“We have to buy ourselves time for me to get my powers back,” Muma said. “Gramps, do you think you can cover for us?”
“My movements aren’t quite what they use to be,” Grandpa said, “and I’m still slightly battered from last night.”
“It’s fine, Grandpa,” Sato said. “Let’s draw their attention and see what they’re going to do.”
“Draw their attention?” Muma said hysterically. She grabbed Sato by the neck of his shirt. “Sati, are you nuts?” She shook him fiercely. “If we catch their attention while I’m powerless, we’re doomed!”
Sato cracked a small smile. “Well, it was a thought.”
Muma looked up at Kaiban and the two phantoms. “This is real bad,” she mumbled.
“Sato!” called Otta from the stairs, running toward the group. He stopped beside Sato and looked up at the demons flying above the flaming shrine. “Is that him? Is that the horrible demon?”
Sato nodded. “It seems like they’re conversing about their plans. They haven’t even noticed us yet.”
Muma grabbed Sato by the hand. “While they haven’t noticed us,” she said, “let’s get somewhere private and get this done with.”
Sato’s face went red. “We can’t do that knowing these demons are running around.”
Muma gripped Sato by the shirt again, looking fierce. “It’s now or never! Once Kaiban realizes I don’t have my powers, he won’t give me the chance to get them back.”
Sato gulped. “I suppose you’re right. Okay, let’s go.” Sato turned to Otta. “You and Grandpa better get out of here too. It’s not safe.”
Otta nodded. “No worries, I’ll make sure your grandpa is safe,” he said.
Sato and Muma headed fast for the stairs. A ball of energy shot down from the sky, erupting the stairs into flames, stopping Muma and Sato dead in their tracks. Fear rushed through them as they watched what could have been them.
“Now, where do you think you’re going?” said a dark voice from the fire.
Kaiban slowly emerged from the flames, stroking a hand through his hair. He stopped before Sato and Muma and smiled wickedly at them. “Muma … it has been a while.”
“Well, it’s too soon if you ask me,” said Muma as she hid behind Sato’s right shoulder.
“Come now,” Kaiban said, “don’t you wish to pick up where we left off? Don’t you still wish to help me control this world as my right hand?”
“Not really. I rather like the way things are.”
Kaiban chuckled. “Is that so? Is this boy your new lover?”
“In a way,” Muma said.
“It figures,” Kaiban sighed.
Acting without thinking, Sato draped Muma over his shoulder and turned to run, but stopped as he saw the phantom siblings holding Otta and Grandpa. “Grandpa!” Sato exclaimed.
“There’s no running,” Kaiban said. “Now, Muma, tell me how you’ve been.”
Muma forced herself off of Sato’s shoulder and looked to Kaiban. “You better let Gramps and Otta go, or you’ll be sorry!” she threatened.
Kaiban laughed. “I’m not afraid of you, succubus. I know you have no powers. And even if you did, you’re still no match for my prowess.”
A strange smile cracked on Muma’s face as she backed against Sato. “So, you know about that, huh?”
“My informants have filled me in on the last millennium. So then, what kind of fun shall we have?”
“How about the one where Sato and I run?” said Muma.
She quickly grabbed Sato’s hand and pulled him hard. Sato took a quick glance back at Grandpa and Otta, but knew there was no way he could help them now. They raced toward the burning shrine. Kaiban sent two large green balls of energy at them. Muma spotted them as she glanced back and pulled Sato to the ground, both of them barely dodging the attacks.
“That’s it, cower!” Kaiban said delightfully, throwing more orbs of energy at the two.
“Sato, jump!” Muma cried.
“Jump?” repeated Sato. He looked forward and saw them racing toward the edge of the hill. An orb struck the ground at Sato’s feet, sending him and Muma into the air. They flew over the side of the hill and rolled through the tall grass, bushes, and small trees as they sped toward the bottom of the hill.
Kaiban cackled loud to the air, his laughter bringing all other sounds of nature to a halt. The phantoms beamed at him, proud of their leader being back to full power.
Kaiban approached Totsa who held Grandpa tight. Kaiban examined the sword Grandpa was holding. “You have quite a power there,” Kaiban said. “I might have some use for you, old man.” He looked around at Otta and examined the chubby boy. “You, though, I have no use of. Risa, do as you like with him.”
“Yes sir,” said Risa. She raised a hand and struck Otta in the back. The boy dropped to his knees, pain across his face. She raised a hand again and this time struck the back of his neck, bringing him completely to the ground.
“Let us go,” Kaiban said. “We’ll scout out this area and make our way to Edo. We may just find a few tombs to crack open on our way.”
***
Sato and Muma tumbled fast down the hill. Sato held Muma tight in his arms, his hands on the back of her head to protect it. They landed hard at the bottom of the hill, Muma on top of Sato. Muma raised her head and looked at him.
“Thanks, Sati,” she said gently. Sato didn’t reply. She felt his cheek with the palm of her hand, trying to wake him. His clothes were torn and his body was covered in scratches. Muma’s clothes and body remained unscathed.
Muma’s eyes watered. She looked around. They were in a large patch of grass, surrounded by bushes and trees. She couldn’t see the road, dashing her hopes of being able to call someone to help her with Sato.
“Sati,” Muma said, putting her head on Sato’s chest and hugging him tight. “You protected me the entire time, didn’t you, even from the blast?” She was unable to control it anymore. She sobbed on Sato’s chest, terrified that she may never see him wake.
“What do I do now?” Muma sobbed. “Please, Sati, don’t leave me. You’re all that I have in my life. Sati …”