Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction / Fire Emblem Fan Fiction / Fire Emblem Fan Fiction ❯ lets protect the tent ❯ Yet again, were stuck in another dimension. ( Chapter 2 )
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Chapter One: Yet again, were stuck in another dimension.
“Once again, we find ourselves in the middle of the wilderness, probably
in another WORLD because of you,” Isa said, glaring at Mira.
Mira could not answer due to the fact she was laying in the middle of a
stream, trying to get the burns to stop hurting and paying no attention
whatsoever to Isa.
Isa sighed. Then looked at the cloak she was wearing. “Mira, was I
wearing a cloak when we came here?”
Mira mumbled a no.
“Then why am I wearing one?”
Mira mumbled something that might have been ‘No idea, now f*** off.’
“And why are you wearing that retarded scarf and the freakish tank top?”
“I’M WEARING A SCARF?!?!” Mira yelled, jumping up. Sure enough, she was
wearing a black scarf around her head, covering her mouth, nose,
forehead, and most of her hair, which seemed unaffected by the shock when
coming here, where they were. She also had a black tank top, and black
pants. “How the hell did that happen?”
“Beats me.” Isa was wearing a rust-colored cloak and a brown tunic,
brown leggings, and a bunch of buckles with a curved dagger and many many
picks for locks.
“Ok... I feel violated.”
“Hmm.... This is jibbed up. I recognize all these picks and what their
for, but... Half of them aren’t necessary or usable any more, where we’re
from.”
“Aww, shit. Not again, not again, not again... no no no no no no no no
no no no no no no no no no no no no... OW!! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR,
ISA?!”
“That wasn’t me.”
“Oh. Then who was it?”
“I dunno. Maybe her.”
Mira’s gaze followed Isa’s finger as she pointed to some girl in
freakish clothes.
“You were scaring the wildlife, and it’s hard enough to find something
to eat around here anyways, what with the bandits and all.”
Mira stared blankly for a moment. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!! NOT AGAIN!!!! WE ALREADY GOT STUCK IN ANOTHER DIMENSION BEFORE,
WHY DO THE GODS HATE ME SO?!?!?!?!?!”
“To answer you’re last question, you’re an assassin, out for the blood
of Ra’s incarnation on earth. I think they might be a little angry. And
how do you know we’re in another dimension just from some freak talking
about bandits?” Isa asked.
The Girl blinked. “I’ll just pretend I know what you’re talking about
and walk away...”
“Not so fast, we’ll need you to answer a few questions, which Mira will
think up once she’s done having a nervous break down.”
“And that will be when?”
“Probably never. But she’ll recover enough to be at her normal mental
compacity, which isn’t very much, by the way.”
“HEY, I HEARD THAT!!” Mira shouted.
“I know. Seems as though you’re better. Now answer the Question.”
“You never asked it,” The girl said.
“Not, you. That brain dead freak over there.”
“Oh.”
“I HEARD THAT ONE TOO!!” Mira shouted, again.
“THEN ANSWER THE QUESTION!”
“Kay, then. I Played the game and half the crap you’re supposed to
fight are bandits,” Mira said, then added in a whisper, “And that freak
there is the main character.”
“So... what do we have to do?” Isa whispered back.
“Simple.” Mira said out loud. “We had to go through with the sequence
of events last time, relatively close to how it originally was, and we
get beamed out. I just wish I could have Scotty beam us up now and not
have to deal with the crap we’re gonna have to do.”
Both Isa and the girl blinked at Mira. “OK, then. But please, no more
Star Trek,” Isa said.
“But Commander Tucker’s hot.”
“I don’t care. You’re talking about two totally different series, by
the way. You should know that, not me.”
“Do you think I would be able to tell one series from another when all I
care about is if they’ve got hot guys of some picture of random Death?”
“Freak.”
“Why, thank you.”
“...”
Lyn, who all us well informed people know is the girl who threw the rock
at Mira to get her to shut up, still had not run away from the two
psychotic yami’s, which is the normal reaction to exposure to their
psychoticness. It’s what I would do in the situation. When someone acts
like they do, you run away, got it? Good.
Well, Lyn didn’t. She stood there in oblivion to what they were saying,
probably trying to sort out half of what they were saying, and not doing
the best of jobs at it.
When the two had stopped fighting and noticed her again, they stared at
each other.
“So... Where are we?” Isa asked.
“Somewhere in Sacae, you baka,” Mira said.
“And you are who again?” Isa asked Lyn.
“I’m Lyn, Of the Lorca Tribe. At least, what’s left of it,” She said
sadly.
But you know they weren’t gonna notice the sadness and stuff.
Then something must have clicked. “Hey, you’re an assassin, right? Can
you help me? These bandits that attacked my home, they’re still rather
close, could you like, despatch them?”
Mira stared at her for a moment. “Did you just give me permission to
kill something?”
“Um...”
“YAY!!!!!!!!!!! LIFE BLOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Mira
yelled, drawing her sword and racing the direction Lyn had came from.
“BLOODBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOOD!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Lyn looked scared of the monster that had just been unleashed on the
poor unsuspecting bandits.
“Don’t worry, she’s like Dracula, she just has some Iron deficiency, so
she need’s other people’s,” Isa tried to comfort.
“Who’s Dracula?”
“Um... We should worry about that later. The direction that Mira went
might not nessessarily be in the direction of the bandits, and the first
human’s she comes across are going to be drained.”
“No, that’s the right way,” Lyn said. “Hungry?”
“Very.”
So the two went off to cook dinner while Mira ravaged the bandits.
game or anime?
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Chapter One: Yet again, were stuck in another dimension.
“Once again, we find ourselves in the middle of the wilderness, probably
in another WORLD because of you,” Isa said, glaring at Mira.
Mira could not answer due to the fact she was laying in the middle of a
stream, trying to get the burns to stop hurting and paying no attention
whatsoever to Isa.
Isa sighed. Then looked at the cloak she was wearing. “Mira, was I
wearing a cloak when we came here?”
Mira mumbled a no.
“Then why am I wearing one?”
Mira mumbled something that might have been ‘No idea, now f*** off.’
“And why are you wearing that retarded scarf and the freakish tank top?”
“I’M WEARING A SCARF?!?!” Mira yelled, jumping up. Sure enough, she was
wearing a black scarf around her head, covering her mouth, nose,
forehead, and most of her hair, which seemed unaffected by the shock when
coming here, where they were. She also had a black tank top, and black
pants. “How the hell did that happen?”
“Beats me.” Isa was wearing a rust-colored cloak and a brown tunic,
brown leggings, and a bunch of buckles with a curved dagger and many many
picks for locks.
“Ok... I feel violated.”
“Hmm.... This is jibbed up. I recognize all these picks and what their
for, but... Half of them aren’t necessary or usable any more, where we’re
from.”
“Aww, shit. Not again, not again, not again... no no no no no no no no
no no no no no no no no no no no no... OW!! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR,
ISA?!”
“That wasn’t me.”
“Oh. Then who was it?”
“I dunno. Maybe her.”
Mira’s gaze followed Isa’s finger as she pointed to some girl in
freakish clothes.
“You were scaring the wildlife, and it’s hard enough to find something
to eat around here anyways, what with the bandits and all.”
Mira stared blankly for a moment. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!! NOT AGAIN!!!! WE ALREADY GOT STUCK IN ANOTHER DIMENSION BEFORE,
WHY DO THE GODS HATE ME SO?!?!?!?!?!”
“To answer you’re last question, you’re an assassin, out for the blood
of Ra’s incarnation on earth. I think they might be a little angry. And
how do you know we’re in another dimension just from some freak talking
about bandits?” Isa asked.
The Girl blinked. “I’ll just pretend I know what you’re talking about
and walk away...”
“Not so fast, we’ll need you to answer a few questions, which Mira will
think up once she’s done having a nervous break down.”
“And that will be when?”
“Probably never. But she’ll recover enough to be at her normal mental
compacity, which isn’t very much, by the way.”
“HEY, I HEARD THAT!!” Mira shouted.
“I know. Seems as though you’re better. Now answer the Question.”
“You never asked it,” The girl said.
“Not, you. That brain dead freak over there.”
“Oh.”
“I HEARD THAT ONE TOO!!” Mira shouted, again.
“THEN ANSWER THE QUESTION!”
“Kay, then. I Played the game and half the crap you’re supposed to
fight are bandits,” Mira said, then added in a whisper, “And that freak
there is the main character.”
“So... what do we have to do?” Isa whispered back.
“Simple.” Mira said out loud. “We had to go through with the sequence
of events last time, relatively close to how it originally was, and we
get beamed out. I just wish I could have Scotty beam us up now and not
have to deal with the crap we’re gonna have to do.”
Both Isa and the girl blinked at Mira. “OK, then. But please, no more
Star Trek,” Isa said.
“But Commander Tucker’s hot.”
“I don’t care. You’re talking about two totally different series, by
the way. You should know that, not me.”
“Do you think I would be able to tell one series from another when all I
care about is if they’ve got hot guys of some picture of random Death?”
“Freak.”
“Why, thank you.”
“...”
Lyn, who all us well informed people know is the girl who threw the rock
at Mira to get her to shut up, still had not run away from the two
psychotic yami’s, which is the normal reaction to exposure to their
psychoticness. It’s what I would do in the situation. When someone acts
like they do, you run away, got it? Good.
Well, Lyn didn’t. She stood there in oblivion to what they were saying,
probably trying to sort out half of what they were saying, and not doing
the best of jobs at it.
When the two had stopped fighting and noticed her again, they stared at
each other.
“So... Where are we?” Isa asked.
“Somewhere in Sacae, you baka,” Mira said.
“And you are who again?” Isa asked Lyn.
“I’m Lyn, Of the Lorca Tribe. At least, what’s left of it,” She said
sadly.
But you know they weren’t gonna notice the sadness and stuff.
Then something must have clicked. “Hey, you’re an assassin, right? Can
you help me? These bandits that attacked my home, they’re still rather
close, could you like, despatch them?”
Mira stared at her for a moment. “Did you just give me permission to
kill something?”
“Um...”
“YAY!!!!!!!!!!! LIFE BLOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Mira
yelled, drawing her sword and racing the direction Lyn had came from.
“BLOODBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOOD!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Lyn looked scared of the monster that had just been unleashed on the
poor unsuspecting bandits.
“Don’t worry, she’s like Dracula, she just has some Iron deficiency, so
she need’s other people’s,” Isa tried to comfort.
“Who’s Dracula?”
“Um... We should worry about that later. The direction that Mira went
might not nessessarily be in the direction of the bandits, and the first
human’s she comes across are going to be drained.”
“No, that’s the right way,” Lyn said. “Hungry?”
“Very.”
So the two went off to cook dinner while Mira ravaged the bandits.