Gaia guardians chapter 1

I don't feel like making an intro all that much today...but I have to. I must. The header I wrote ordered me to write something for this. But dang it all.

I think i'm too cold to think of much else. Darn it it's going to snow today.

Oh well. On with the show. Enjoy and comment. 

After the beginning...here's chapter 1. I actually have about like...more in store, but i haven't written it in, like, years. :P I should get down to writing the rest of it and start to write full-time.

Again, this is the original, un-edited, 2007-2008 version...which shall be eventually updated with more chapters. This was all on an old roleplaying site, and I really didn't update it since the real world caught up with me. :P

"Now begins the eventual online journal original fiction serialization of the CLAMP/Inuyasha/Saint Seiya and various other anime/manga inspired story with a dash of mythology (mostly Greek, a little Shinto, some Norse in the sequel, Ragnarok, oh a little egyptian too) and a pinch of the major elements needed to concoct a story as the story unfolds such as life drama, bisexual-hinting romances and lots of required butt-kicking action of Good kicking Evil’s a** one youma at a time!!! This will be therefore known as Gaia guardians or.... Kami Senshi Earth Heroes!!!

(Funky take on the Japanese name, isn't it?)"

Chapter 2 is coming soon, so be really patient if you want to see more…I’m working on it anyway!

Gaia guardians

Rating: T

Genre: Action/adventure, romance, drama (in later chapters)

Prologue- White cloak runnin’, where you be headin’?

Shinsui mountain temple, some flow of years back

Panting as he ran, the Buddhist priest gasped and pulling an extra burst of strength, turned around to face his gruesome attackers. What had he just been doing escaping like that? Not only was he at duty to protect the honor of the temple but he also to honor his own life that was, as of now, had been drawn on the line! Why, with the cowardice he had just displayed, he would have been punished on such acts of darkly thoughts! Frowning with sheer determination now, the young priest roared and clenching his two forefingers together, he closed his eyes and at first his voice grew from a whisper as he repeatedly chanted the powerful mantra of Suruidame, the act of rendering of dark forces into obliteration. If he concentrated enough, he could succeed and actually use the ability he had struggled to master for so long now.

Suddenly, a powerful blast surged from the ground, making the foes hiss and screech in pain as they were thrown away by the powerful blast attack and some who were caught by the light were as described, blown away into nothing and their auras dissipating into specks. Opening his eyes as the priest felt the exploding flow of chi around him, he smiled and grinned happily. Oh by Buddha’s grace did the pleasure of success feel ever so great!

Unfortunately, the young holy disciple hadn’t felt what had been suddenly coming next.

By the time he had been struck down by the shocking projectile piercing in and out of his chest, the body was already falling to the ground without warning and eyes feeling as heavy as piles of stones, the priest met headfirst with the rocky ground. Blood gushing from his wound, he tried to raise his wounded arm but the pain below was too excruciating for him. Gasping once again, the priest grunted but then weakly looked up as he heard incoming footsteps in the distance. A short boy soon came into view, white-silver hair swaying in the dusty wind and his hands in his pockets. His crimson-red eyes were looking intently at the man while his mouth was twisted into a darkly enigmatic smirk. It was pretty obvious that he was enjoying the man’s predicament right now.

The weakened youth held a face of surprise and fear. After all, how could such a powerful attack come from a boy that young? Or at least he seemed quite young to the human eye…however, his aura was quite developed beyond his years and the priest knew that behind the youthful appearance lied the face of a most despicable yoma. Monsters with only bloodshed and destruction in thought. Swallowing, the priest now glared at the boy towering him, his impish smile still plastering his face.

“…If I’m right, you’ve summoned those other creatures to eradicate us, haven’t you, daemon?” asked the priest, awaiting an answer from the still-smiling boy. Shrugging, the boy suddenly raised his leg and struck the priest’s shoulder, chuckling slyly as the priest yelled in pain.

“Maybe I have, maybe I haven’t. But you know why all your old masters and everyone else were killed, right? They died protecting a boy…”he stopped to kick him again,” As I was saying, your order was all killed and eaten because they were hiding someone…someone who you haven’t seen by the way, have you?” The boy stopped to listen to an answer, but the priest just coughed and choked as the wounds he received were getting the best of him. Barely breathing, the priest then grinned and still not saying a word, he spat down at the boy before losing consciousness and going into nirvana. The boy, still waiting for the answer that hadn’t come, gasped when his shoe was spat on and as the priest was dying he frowned and then thrashing his foot down on the dead body, the boy hissed in disgust.

“Argh! Look at what you did!” the boy whined,” You made me ruin my new shoes! I had this human avatar for over a full 16 years now and there you go ruining my new shoes with your filthy, mucky, human man bloood!!!” he whimpered and then looking over his shoulders at the remaining yoma who were encircling him, their hungry gazes fixed on the body before them.

Sighing, the boy scoffed and grimaced.” Fine, go have a freakin’ feasting party for all I care. But don’t forget to wipe your mouths after you eat.” The boy then stuck his tongue out and took out a sucker from his pocket before disappeared into thin air, leaving the ravenous youma to dive down on their rotting prey…

Chapter 1- Sword girl strikes
(Watch out for Kikyo Sakibara, world!)

She yawned and scratched her belly as she stepped in the cold tiles of the dark room before her. Slumping figure in darkness, her hand went to the wall to try and find the switchlight that would hopefully illuminate what would be the kitchen room. She didn’t really care if it was the middle of the night or if they were monsters and evil sprites lurking about; she had gotten her share of crazy things in the day already and afterwards, it was her job to get rid of them anyway. The important thing to accomplish right now was to fulfill the desires of her unforgiving stomach.

Before she knew what was happening however, the girl was suddenly picked up by the underarms and suddenly went flying into the air. Still half-sleepy to really notice what was going on, she did however, jolt to full awakening when her face made full on contact with the tiled ground and collided. “OWWW!!!” The girl yelled and jerking back to her feet, she growled and feeling her bleeding nose, she held her broken nose and glared on all sides.

“Grrr! Why I oughta!!! Come on out!!! You wanna a piece of me or something?” She yelled to the darkness.

“Surprise!” The girl was suddenly met with a beautiful birthday cake before her complete with sixteen candles. Gasping and slapping her hands to her cheeks, the girl grinned widely and her face opening with drool, she licked her large lips and was ready to dive toward it when the cake then vanished before her eyes. Sulking and sniveling, the girl frowned and looked up when she suddenly whitened as she saw the sight before her. A group of fried squid heads (complete with brochette sticks at the top with flag) soon came out from the shadows, holding candles. The now-frightened young girl slowly backed away.

After all, was it every day that ugly, disgusting, dead-scary fried squid-headed people were holding HER cake with THEIR slimy, icky tentacles?

“Happy happy happy birthday! Happy happy happy birthday! Happy happy happy birthday!!” The squids squealed merrily to the retreating girl as they advanced upon her, shaking and swaying as they started to dance. Gulping, the female twitched and decisively turned around and made a run for it, making the oncoming squid people gasp and frown as they formed a single file line and started chasing after the running girl. ”Afterrrr herrrr!!!” the leader of the fried squid people yelled. Small fires suddenly popped from their brochette sticks, matching the fires in their eyes. They were determined to capture her.

“Haiiiyaah!” The head squid man yelled as he threw a tentacle to catch the girl. The escaping female gasped and suddenly slipped as the slimy live rope caught her foot as she fell head first into the ground.
“AAAHAAA!!” She yelled frantically as she now struggled to wiggle free from the tentacle’s grip. As the girl was dragged back into the group of squid people and cake, the awaiting squids all started chanting, ”Join us! Join us! Join us!” To which the girl strongly replied as she kicked and wailed,” No no no no! Let me go!!!” The squid people all squealed and shrilled slyly as she was suddenly brought to face a giant tongue and grimacing. She shuddered as she shut her eyes and prepared for her grim fate at the hands of the vile fried squids…

SMACK! LICK! SLURP!

“Nooo…”Kikyo Sakibara groaned and whined in disgust as she slowly opened her eyes to a large pink blob lashing out at her. Narrowing her eyes, the girl then took a good look at the towering figure of fur attacking her face. She frowned and sat up, finally face to face with the animal, who had now backed a decent meter or two from his cranky mistress as Kikyo twitched and wiped the slobber off of her face and glared. The dog uttered a whine and then suddenly gave his best look as he gave the big eyes, complete with baby whimper and inclined head.

“…”Kikyo gawked at the mutt for a minute, trying to keep her poker face on, but soon after a few minutes, she felt her face faltering into a smile, but trying in vain to suppress it. Unable to resist another quick and innocent blink and whine however made the mistress grin and suddenly dive her dog in a playful wrestling hug, which of course, the happy dog returned equally as whole-heartedly, “Tsume-kun!! You…dog, you!” as she was once again attacked with licks by her German shepherd. In the midst of their master and large canine melee, Kikyo’s cell phone ringed and just as she reached in between her fingers, a large furry paw was attacking her back and now Tsume was towering her.

Giggling at the dog’s antics, Kikyo turned to her stomach and gasped as Tsume suddenly flopped on her stomach. Protecting her face with her hands as she was further attacked by the dog onslaught and managed to push Tsume away, the girl fumbled to flip on her cell and answered, quickly jerking her body to sit up.

“ Moshi moshi? Sakibara at the phone…Whoa!! Tsumeeee!!” then came a laugh, “Down, boy down!!!”

“Hello there”, replied the voice, I see you’re having fun while I’m covering for your lazy a**. You know if I were angry enough to be like Akari-sempai, I would’ve ended up calling you names too. But I’m only your dear friend as such I have to ask something very important of you.”

“…Um, who is this again-Oof!” Kikyo asked before getting pounced by Tsume.” Grrraahhh!!” she yelled as she now again entangled with the playing mutt. The girl at the other side sighed. If her blue-haired cousin would’ve seen it, Midori was blowing a casket right now. Sometime her cousin’s ignorance was a source of many questions.

Kikyo grunted and attacked her dog with tickles before blinking and finally realized who was talking to her. “ Ohhh…Morning, Midori-chan! What’s up cuz?”

“Do you have any idea what time it is?” Midori asked, her anger now showing through her irritated voice and now rambling incessantly. Kikyo winced and stuck a pinky in her ear to avoid deafness.” Whoa there, girl! Calm down and tell me again?”

“Look at the time you sleep-deprived baka!”

“Ohhhhh, that! Why Midori-chan, it’s only 7:30, no problem there…” Kikyo grinned and looked at her tableside alarm clock, when an awkward silence soon came up as Kikyo noticed the endless flickering of her clock. It kept saying 7:30 and nothing else…

Feeling an anger vein surging up her forehead, the disheveled girl frowned darkly, feeling her lower lip twitch.

“…You got pranked again by Shouta, didn’t you? Or did you actually oversleep?” Came the sarcastic voice of the blunt cousin along with the hopeless sigh. Nothing was heard once again before a fuming Kikyo suddenly flipped her phone off and rising up from her bed, fists clenched, she dashed down to the hallway and kicked the door open from the room next to her an earthquake following.

Loud banging noises and frightful sounds were heard, soon finished by a piercing scream that could’ve been heard all over town. As a now smirking Kikyo stepped out of the room with a 100ton hammer over her shoulder a few minutes later, a small boy was squirming wildly as he tried to wiggle himself free of the tight ropes and tapes that restrained him to the bedpost.

Another job well done by Kikyo Sakibara as she ridded the world of the utmost evil in the world…especially little annoying cousins.

Now the only remaining thing to do was get to school before the evil and conniving Akari-sempai added even more grueling hours of cram school to her after school program.

***

“Monschtars een tha neeusch? Fwunni, I didn’th hwear aboutsh ith thath much, wyou know. Mwidori, didh you hearh abouth the monschtars on Theleeveesionh?” Mumbled Kikyo in food talk as she grabbed another helping of her cousin’s bento lunch meal and stuffed the large prawn in her mouth, earning gawks and stares from her classmates around her. Her eating habits were also a source of great wonder. She chewed profusely before swallowing the large lump in her mouth in one stroke before adding more goods back into the awaiting abyss of her gaping mouth, quickly returning to concentrating on grinding and molding.

Meanwhile, a not-so shocked Midori just looked on from her seat as her hearty cousin was devouring the lunch that she herself was so hesitant to eat. She had grown so focused on Kikyo’s grinding mouth opening and closing with food (Or whatever you would call it in there) that she had missed the girl’s misshapen question. Snapping out of her daze, Midori shook her head and blinked. “Wow… you really wonder where she puts it all…” Midori whispered under breath, somehow transfixed on the disgusting sight in front before shaking her head again.

“Sorry, you were saying? I was too busy watching the poor things being vacuumed into your, um, mouth. Keeping with the subject, what are you going to do about that?” Kikyo blinked and pointed the chopsticks at herself.” Huhsh? Mwe? Im’mah…” she now chewed on one cheek,” I reallyh…” and swallowed again,
“I really haven’t a clue. Is it my job to get rid of every monster that comes about? I may have a talent for exorcising but that’s a family thing. After all, I only returned to Tokyo because Obaa-chan wanted me to. You of all people would know…it’s your job to tell me when things go bad in the spirit side and whatnot. Otherwise, I think fuzzy TV monsters are out of my jurisdiction. Besides, if it’s in the Kanto area, I’m sure you only thought of the monsters that were being shot for the next release of the Evangelion movie. Shooting did start last summer…they were probably rehearsing some Angel scenes and-“

Midori gasped and rose up from her seat, pointing accusingly at Kikyo.” Why the nerve of you! After all the devious plots I made up for you just to escape out of Akari-sempai’s detention hell, this is what I get in return? I think you might be a pain-loving masochist if you want to stay here and endure…that!!!” Midori poked Kikyo’s forehead and she winced.

“OWW!! Mitai!!” The blue-haired girl whimpered and held her hot forehead that had the characters of ‘detention!!!’ in big bold letters. Ever since Akari Fujisawa had become class president since the 6th grade, any tardy student or skipper who had been caught in her sights would get a yellow slip stapled (literally) on their hand. However, with Kikyo, it would be quite different. No, instead of having a slip of detention doom on her hand, she’d have the stamp of detention imprinted on her forehead and was forced to endure the searing pain of the aftershock for many hours on end. Why was this was no one really knew, but adding to the tattle-telling of her two subordinates Saeko and Yaolin, well that would be any pain to any student alike, juvenile delinquent or not.

“Alright, alright, I’ll do it already, just don’t touch that until the pain goes away!!! It takes a little while, but you shouldn’t bug me until then. Or at least don’t poke me on there before a while, `kay?” whimpered the grimacing girl as she held a hot towel on her forehead and sighed in relief (where did the hot towel come from?). Midori smirked and pushed her glasses back up her nose. “Honestly, the sight of you whimpering and crouching down like that like a little baby makes me really wonder how you gotten to be the school captain of the kendo wooden sword fencing team, you know.”

“I think they elected me for that,” came the muffled reply, as wandering blue eyes already moving onto another subject as Kikyo drew a chopsticked hand towards Midori`s outstretched lunch bento box and the brown-haired girl dazedly watched as what remaining contents were quickly out of sight as they were all consumed into Kikyo’s inviting mouth as she quickly forgot all about the incident that occurred minutes ago.

Again then rose the question…where did the girl put it all?

***

Kikyo drummed twitching fingers on her pencil and held a crooked, bitter smile as she stole a glance at the far window. She looked out as the sun was setting, and where the lucky ones were leaving the school, and were leaving the terror of Juku hell. Or after school cram sessions for those unaware of the term. For hours on end you would have two to four hours of extra study time with an assigned teacher as the Japanese student body was preparing for their entry exams into the prestigious academies and universities that would lead them into their lives of tomorrow.

That being said, that was for the usual, regular cram school rulings. Or for those who weren’t sadistic extremists wanting to keep their students locked in school revising every letter of every school subject that was applied to at school. But unfortunately, as this was being watched over by the sadistic extremist class president Akari Fujisawa-sempai, those rulings weren’t exactly thrown out the window as they were really…modified to the worst extent. What would be the usual cram school time for some regular students was changed into completed detention hell for the slackers, skippers and any other hapless adolescent passerby who had the misfortune of catching the crazy blonde’s eye or that of her gossipy underlings.

“Sakibara!” Came the commanding voice followed by the sharp whack in the head. The girl whined and touched her sore head when she was again smacked on the head, adding even more pain. “Oww!” Kikyo hissed and glared at the attacker, a meek girl with wide round glasses. Her “uniform” consisted of a suit and tie, complete with short skirt; sash and military helmet strapped to her head with her kanji characters. When Kikyo replied an answer to her, she raised her baton again and struck a third time. Even if she was also wearing the same helmet as the girl (though with different colors), the knocks still were strong enough to actually strike her skull.

“Well Saeko is only doing her job, you know. Oh, and Saeko, you should address her by her real name; right, Sakibaka?” Suddenly came the mocking reply as a blonde-haired girl stepped in the class, eyes menacing yet playful. Some resentful students were now glaring at her and some were looking attentively at their papers, trying to avoid the girl’s stares. Kikyo however wasn’t fazed or intimidated by the incoming class president; no, she was rather irritated at her, especially when Akari pushed her buttons with the little name-calling. But since she was her class president and she was an upperclassman, Kikyo had no choice but to give Akari-sempai what she “deserved”.

“…Well, I’d rather you call me, both of you, by my first name. You can’t make puny jokes out of that.”

But who ever said she wasn’t allowed to give the girl some piece of her mind?

Akari raised a brow and scoffed. Saeko was startled by the comment but when Akari-sempai patted her on the back, her loyal subordinate frowned and regained composure. “Well, looks like the baka can bark back at much as she can hold her little sword class. However, I’m afraid those petty remarks won’t work in my cram school hours, Sakibaka. I like the name and I’ll keep taunting you with it until you pass your school exams or even better yet, you pass your entrance exams. After all, you should be under my tutelage for quite a while.” And with the speech came an ominous chuckle as Akari then held out snapped her hands and a second later, mountains of stapled paper barged down from the ceiling and plopped down on Kikyo’s desk, the immense weight nearly breaking her seat down if it wasn’t already bent.

“Well, Sakibaka, you scared yet?”


You could just see the small little red horns growing out of the blonde’s hair as she asked that.

Kikyo cringed at the thought when suddenly the door slammed open and a young girl in a beret, dark glasses and trench coat came in, followed by taller women in suits and sunglasses too surrounding her. The imprisoned students blinked and curiously looked up at them, but sharp whacks on their study helmets quickly reverted their eyes back to their papers. The girl and her followers then came towards the gawking Kikyo and the scowling Akari-sempai.

“What do you want here?” she asked, her tone less than inviting. “ I’m busy cramming life lessons to a hopeless student.” The student in question gave a growl and an angry middle finger in the background.

The girl then pointed at Kikyo who was just dead-on confused about the whole thing.” We want her to come with us,” the girl replied calmly, still pointing. Kikyo blinked and then pointed at herself.” H-huh? Me? Why?” The girl narrowed her eyes and frowned.” Well, young miss, Tokyo, possibly even Japan is in great need of someone like you right now.” Akari-sempai glared daggers at her prisoner and crossed her arms before glaring at the stranger.

“I’m not in memory of remembering if she was permitted a job inside of school hours or not. Unless you lived under a rock you must know that we don’t allow students to work because it might interfere with their education and might hinder their chances at entry exams.”

“Really? Is Tokyo in danger? Of what?”

The girl nodded and pushed her slipping glasses,” Yes, that’s right miss. And sempai, I do know that rule but this employment, more than any other, is quite important to us and we need this girl for this vital mission. If she can’t help us than no one else can, you see…after all, Tokyo, Japan,” she stopped to spread her arms wide and raise her head and her voice,” who knows! Even the world might be in dire need of this very special girl who is sitting here before you, unaware of her specialty unless she comes with us!! And thus this being something of great importance and we are-”

“What if I refuse?” Akari-sempai sharply cut off, smirking slyly.” The baka can save Tokyo, the entire country, heck even the whole world later, on her own time; right now she really needs discipline and a little pressure in school. If I keep her here, she’ll be worked through the wringer in time for the next exams, which by the piles of paper on the crumbling desk, she has yet to pass on one of them.”

“…Okay, fine. This is my answer.”

And then, the girl grinned and sleep bomb in her hand, she smashed the grenade on the floor and it exploded, releasing a puff of gray smoke and soon, everyone had fallen asleep. Even the strong-headed Akari-sempai and Saeko couldn’t keep up their defenses as they collapsed lifeless on the ground.

While the smoke was blinding the view, Kikyo gasped a “What the- hey!!!” while the taller women that around the girl were now coming towards Kikyo and encircling her, they covered her face with a gas mask, lifted her desk and quickly proceeded to sneak out from the classroom window, leaving the gasping Akari to fluster at the image of the grinning Kikyo, who was waving outside the window as she neared the escape. The remaining girl, who was had backed away towards the door, also took this time and fully ran out the class, leaving a fuming Akari behind, to brood at her dupe and plot revenge before the smoke bomb fully took effect and knocked her out.

Unfortunately, when the president would awaken with her favorite whisked away, the ruthless girl would have no one else but the lasting students to play…if they even lasted of course.

Meanwhile, the Juku escapee complete with female bodyguards lifting her on their shoulders, sighed in relief as she could finally take off her gas mask, study helmet and the various headbands that read ‘study!’ ’Slackers must be disciplined!’ ’All work and no play doesn’t make you dull, it makes you strong and smart!’ among other terms and words. Meanwhile, the girl of earlier, who was jumping out of the school doors, bounced towards the stairs to catch up to the group as they all headed towards a black van awaiting them at the end of the steps.

***

Midori grinned and took off her sunglasses and beret, ruffling her hair. A truly surprised Kikyo gasped and pointed.
”…Midori-chan!!! It was you?” The brown-haired girl narrowed her eyes as she took off her sunglasses and giving her cousin an incredulous stare. Who ever else would try to drug everyone to sleep in the cram school hour just to get her cousin out of the class so that she could do her job of drive out the lingering departed into peace and Nirvana she didn't know but no one else could do the job but Midori Honda.

And no one would else be so clueless after all the saves she had performed on her behalf but Kikyo Sakibara.

Midori sighed and handed the girl the honorary priestess’s outfit and Kikyo blinked. ”What?” She asked as a gawking Midori just shook her head, waving her off to the dressing room to change.

Oh, well. At least there’s money and the supernatural a**-kicking involved; and hey, her cousin herself was still something else entirely. “ Something else entirely,” Midori whispered to herself as she opened her mouth to let an olive inside.

“Ahem!” coughed a voice from behind,” Midori-chan! Time to go, we have to meet the clients! By the way, how do I look in these?” at the last question, Kikyo couldn’t help but raise her arms to and turn around to let her gazing cousin examine her ceremonial robes.

“Hurry up an’ gimme an answer! You’ve been staring for minutes now!”

“H-huh? Really? Gomen. You look…”

“I look…what?”

“You look great.”

“Hmph. That took forever. I could’ve gotten a quick answer at Juku hell than what you took so long for. That is if I was allowed to tell the world about my little profession as a mediator a la Subaru Sumeragi.” Midori sighed and gasped as she was suddenly jearked along by her eager cousin as the two girls, armed and ready, headed out towards the mansion, oblivious of what would occur there…

*Okay…this was really long, wasn’t it? SEVEN pages total! And besides the prologue and the dream, not much on the action part and for that, I apologize. Strangely enough I’m new to this kind of story; I mostly do one-shots and lemons. Hah hah. But I have thought this out and piece-by-piece and soon, the story will come together.

So, go on and have a read! If you have time. Read and comment on it!*  

Yep. That's about the gist of it. And it was really was seven pages, word. In 12 font before having it shrunk.

well, with that said...

See you on the flipside.

Suzanne Helen James.

19/11/10.