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Yuyu Hakusho › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,111
Reviews:
2
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Isis's Story
~Isis’s Pov~
My life is hell. I’m only 16. I have abusive parents and little friends. For the past few years I been working and keep all money in a bank account that my “mother” “gave” me. I tricked her when I realized that once I was old enough I would be kicked out. My father is a alcoholic who loves to beat on his wife and child whenever possible. I learned to stay in my room. Everyday is the same thing: go to school, work, home, check mail, cook dinner, and hide in room. What makes me different from other abused children? Well, I’m somewhat psychic and have high spirit awareness. I seen a ball that sucks souls, a fox in a kid’s body (I met him and my nickname for him is “Suey-chi”), and mosquitoes the size of a small bird. Some people think I’m crazy and that maybe because when those mosquitoes where around I was carrying my RAID bottle and saying “Die, bug!”.
“BITCH!” shouts my father outside my room, “I can leave whenever I want. I’m the MAN of the house.” *Slap, STOMP, STOMP, SLAM!*
I creep out, cover my “mother” with a blanket, and look in the newspaper for a new job. One catches my eye.
“Wanted: Personal Assistant/Maid. Some experience needed. Able to negotiate, cook and clean. Available 24/7 and can move into small cabin near main house. Call for an appointment at 595-555-0666.”
“Sounds good,” I say aloud. I look over to the clock. It’s only 1 p.m. so I can call and make an appointment for tomorrow or after school Monday.
*Ring, Ring, Ring* “Hello, this is Sakyou’s Industry, William speaking,” says a voice. “How can I help you?”
“My name is Isis Harrison and I’m calling in response to the ad for a personal assistant/maid,” I answer.
“One moment,” he says. Some shuffling is heard in background. “When are you available to be interviewed?”
“I can come in tomorrow afternoon at 1,” I tell him.
“Good,” he says. “Just come at 1 tomorrow to 666 Hells Drive. We’re in the upper part of town.”
“Thank you,” I say. We hang up and I blink at the telephone. “That was quick.”
I hang up, get dinner ready, get my share and hide in my room.
~Next day~
It’s early in the morning so I decided that I’m going to visit Kuwabara for a bit. I leave the house and head towards where Kuwabara hangs out with his gang. Only he’s with different people. I recognize Suiichi, but who are the other two?
“Urameshi!” shouts Kuwabara. “Stand still so I can hit you.”
“Yeah, right,” says the taller dark haired male, I’m assuming this is Urameshi. That must be Yusuke. Who’s the other?
“Idiot,” says the shorter male.
“I agree, Hiei,” says Suiichi.
“HEY!” I shout. “Well, if it isn’t Suey-chi and Kuwabaka.”
*Blink, Blink* “Suey-chi?!?” says Yusuke. *Hysterical laughter* “Did you hear that Kurama?” *More hysterical laughter*
“Kurama?” I ask. “Who’s Kurama? I thought his name is Suiichi.”
“Yusuke! Yusuke!” shouts a voice above us. I look up.
“Oh MY GOD!” I shriek. “Who the hell are you and how are you doing that?”
“BOTAN!” scream Yusuke and Kuwabara. “Don’t you ever think?”
“No time for that,” she says. “You guys need to train for the Dark Tournament. Like NOW! GO!”
Hiei and Kurama vanish as Yusuke and Kuwabara head off somewhere. ‘I guess they forgot about me.’
“Hi,” says Boton. “I’m Botan. I’m a spirit guide. Uhhhh…I guess I should tell Koenma you know about us.”
“Koenma?” I ask.
“Yeah,” she says bubbly. “He’s the prince of the Spirit World.”
*Beep! Beep* “Oh!” I exclaim. “Maybe later. I have an appointment. Bye!”
I make a mad dash home to change. I grab my resume and leave. I catch the bus just in time for the part of town I need to get to and wait for my stop.
“Hells Drive…Next stop is Hells Drive,” drones the bus driver and I pull the chain for it to stop.
I get out and stare. ‘I’m doomed. This place looks like it’s out of a horror film. Any moment I’ll here “Action!”’ My heels click on the pavement. The people along the way look at me with distaste.
“Just look at that girl,” says a woman. “Such gall. To think she’s in OUR part of town.”
*Snort* I walk past the staring people and get to the house…house? It’s a MANSION. ‘Time to ring the doorbell.’
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Author note: Just a test chapter to see if people are interested in reading this story. If you're reading my Gaara/Hinata fic, I have half the chapter done and hopefully (big hopefully) will have it posted before Thanksgiving. I have work and school to do and with the holiday coming up I have a double load.
My life is hell. I’m only 16. I have abusive parents and little friends. For the past few years I been working and keep all money in a bank account that my “mother” “gave” me. I tricked her when I realized that once I was old enough I would be kicked out. My father is a alcoholic who loves to beat on his wife and child whenever possible. I learned to stay in my room. Everyday is the same thing: go to school, work, home, check mail, cook dinner, and hide in room. What makes me different from other abused children? Well, I’m somewhat psychic and have high spirit awareness. I seen a ball that sucks souls, a fox in a kid’s body (I met him and my nickname for him is “Suey-chi”), and mosquitoes the size of a small bird. Some people think I’m crazy and that maybe because when those mosquitoes where around I was carrying my RAID bottle and saying “Die, bug!”.
“BITCH!” shouts my father outside my room, “I can leave whenever I want. I’m the MAN of the house.” *Slap, STOMP, STOMP, SLAM!*
I creep out, cover my “mother” with a blanket, and look in the newspaper for a new job. One catches my eye.
“Wanted: Personal Assistant/Maid. Some experience needed. Able to negotiate, cook and clean. Available 24/7 and can move into small cabin near main house. Call for an appointment at 595-555-0666.”
“Sounds good,” I say aloud. I look over to the clock. It’s only 1 p.m. so I can call and make an appointment for tomorrow or after school Monday.
*Ring, Ring, Ring* “Hello, this is Sakyou’s Industry, William speaking,” says a voice. “How can I help you?”
“My name is Isis Harrison and I’m calling in response to the ad for a personal assistant/maid,” I answer.
“One moment,” he says. Some shuffling is heard in background. “When are you available to be interviewed?”
“I can come in tomorrow afternoon at 1,” I tell him.
“Good,” he says. “Just come at 1 tomorrow to 666 Hells Drive. We’re in the upper part of town.”
“Thank you,” I say. We hang up and I blink at the telephone. “That was quick.”
I hang up, get dinner ready, get my share and hide in my room.
~Next day~
It’s early in the morning so I decided that I’m going to visit Kuwabara for a bit. I leave the house and head towards where Kuwabara hangs out with his gang. Only he’s with different people. I recognize Suiichi, but who are the other two?
“Urameshi!” shouts Kuwabara. “Stand still so I can hit you.”
“Yeah, right,” says the taller dark haired male, I’m assuming this is Urameshi. That must be Yusuke. Who’s the other?
“Idiot,” says the shorter male.
“I agree, Hiei,” says Suiichi.
“HEY!” I shout. “Well, if it isn’t Suey-chi and Kuwabaka.”
*Blink, Blink* “Suey-chi?!?” says Yusuke. *Hysterical laughter* “Did you hear that Kurama?” *More hysterical laughter*
“Kurama?” I ask. “Who’s Kurama? I thought his name is Suiichi.”
“Yusuke! Yusuke!” shouts a voice above us. I look up.
“Oh MY GOD!” I shriek. “Who the hell are you and how are you doing that?”
“BOTAN!” scream Yusuke and Kuwabara. “Don’t you ever think?”
“No time for that,” she says. “You guys need to train for the Dark Tournament. Like NOW! GO!”
Hiei and Kurama vanish as Yusuke and Kuwabara head off somewhere. ‘I guess they forgot about me.’
“Hi,” says Boton. “I’m Botan. I’m a spirit guide. Uhhhh…I guess I should tell Koenma you know about us.”
“Koenma?” I ask.
“Yeah,” she says bubbly. “He’s the prince of the Spirit World.”
*Beep! Beep* “Oh!” I exclaim. “Maybe later. I have an appointment. Bye!”
I make a mad dash home to change. I grab my resume and leave. I catch the bus just in time for the part of town I need to get to and wait for my stop.
“Hells Drive…Next stop is Hells Drive,” drones the bus driver and I pull the chain for it to stop.
I get out and stare. ‘I’m doomed. This place looks like it’s out of a horror film. Any moment I’ll here “Action!”’ My heels click on the pavement. The people along the way look at me with distaste.
“Just look at that girl,” says a woman. “Such gall. To think she’s in OUR part of town.”
*Snort* I walk past the staring people and get to the house…house? It’s a MANSION. ‘Time to ring the doorbell.’
~~~~~~
Author note: Just a test chapter to see if people are interested in reading this story. If you're reading my Gaara/Hinata fic, I have half the chapter done and hopefully (big hopefully) will have it posted before Thanksgiving. I have work and school to do and with the holiday coming up I have a double load.