This is my first Shaman king story everyone, I hope it's not disappointing.
I never liked the way the anime ended, with Hao and Yoh trying to kill each other like that. Twins shouldn't be forced to fight. It just felt wrong watching that. That's why I'm writing this story. For all those who think the same!
PLEASE READ THIS!
This story begins from the episode that Hao took Yoh's soul but it proceeds a little differently. If you guys remember, in the anime Yoh woke up again after a while to everyone's surprise. I've kept that part but in this story, Yoh regains consciousness after Hao obtained the Great Spirits, when the Spirit of Fire had taken that green color.
Now that it's all cleared, let's move on with the story!
CHAPTER ONE : Embracing the bond
Darkness.
Why was everything so dark in here? Why was everything so silent? Where was everyone?
That constant darkness was making him really nervous, stirring the urge to run within him. But for some reason… he couldn't move. Actually, he wasn't even able to feel his other body parts, not in the slightest. He just felt… numb.
And not just sensation. He was void of every emotion. He couldn't even bring himself to feel confused. Not that he minded actually. He hadn't felt so peaceful in a very long time.
And then he heard it.
Voices. Whispering softly. He couldn't make out what they were saying but he was really annoyed. That little bit of noise was disturbing his peace.
He strained to listen more carefully. He had the weirdest feeling that what they were saying was important. And just like that, the words got louder.
Demon.
His heart sank. Did he hear right?
Monster.
What a frightening man. Is he really human?
He killed them! That demon killed them all!
He's evil!
Kill him! He deserves it! Kill him!
No! He didn't want to hear anything else. He wanted the voices to go away. That's right. He was better off without them. He wanted the silence back.
He's the devil! He doesn't deserve to live!
Eliminate him!
Why wouldn't they go away? He wanted them to leave him alone.
Demon!
Monster!
Murderer!
And suddenly, he wasn't alone anymore. A figure appeared next to him, a man. Strange, he seemed familiar. With those long hair and weird looking hat on his head. The man's eyes landed on him for a moment before they were quickly averted.
But that single moment was more than enough for him to catch a glimpse of the pain lingering in those dark depths.
You filth!
You have no right to live, you monster!
Stop. Can't you see you're hurting him? Why are you doing this?
Demon!
Murderer!
STOOOP!
And then, there was quiet. They stopped. The voices had finally ceased. The man turned to look at him again, the same sad expression upon his face. And then he was gone too. Flames erupted out of nowhere, engulfing the figure.
Once they finally died down, another figure stood in the man's place. It was the same person and yet at the same time it wasn't. This one though, he instantly recognized.
When Hao's brown eyes connected with his own, he felt like he was being torn apart. So many different kind of emotions surged through him.
Anger. Fury. Hatred. Sorrow. Loneliness. Repulsion.
And many more but those were the most overwhelming. And once again, he was all alone. Hao was nowhere to be found. Darkness and silence was the only thing surrounding him yet again.
It felt so right to be here and yet this place was suffocating him. He had never seen that kind of expression on Hao's face before. It was so confusing. So out of place. So… wrong.
There he was again. But not exactly in person. Numerous screens seemed to materialize out of thin air. All of them containing the same picture. Hao. He was just standing there, his usual, cold demeanor in place.
And then, Hao reached out, his hand passing right through the screen, towards him.
The gesture was familiar. But this time… This time he couldn't help but feel that the meaning behind it was different.
No. It wasn't an invitation to join forces with him.
Yes. This time… it was a plea.
Plea for what though?
His hesitation didn't go unnoticed. Hao's features saddened, as well as his eyes.
He was instantly alarmed. No, he hadn't meant to inflict such a reaction. Wanting to atone for his mistake, he lifted his own hand as well, only slightly noticing that movement had returned to his body.
Yoh-dono!
Those voices again. Couldn't they just leave him be for crying out loud?
Yoh-dono!
Wait. That wasn't one of the voices from before. Hao's eyes widened, probably recognizing the voice, before he scowled. He reached out yet again in an attempt to take a hold of the other boy, but Yoh was still too far.
Yoh could still hear that distant voice calling him, but he was only partially listening. His attention was focused on Hao. What was that emotion shining in Hao's eyes? Was that… despair? Was his brother afraid that he was going to be taken away?
Yoh-dono!
His hand was only a few inches away from Hao's, he could practically feel his fingertips touching warm skin.
YOH-DONO!
And then there was only light. It came out of nowhere. Blinding him with its brightness and embracing him with its warmth.
He felt like screaming. That light had taken him away. He had wanted to get away from that place, but now he only wished he could go back.
Before those voices had come plaguing him, he had felt at ease. It was so serene.
He wanted to get that feeling back. He couldn't place exactly what it was, but he just knew he had never felt like that.
But it was all gone now. He could still feel those cruel words resonating within his mind. That was the only thing he was grateful for. That he didn't have to listen to them anymore.
But they still pained him.
Why though? They weren't even directed at him.
His ears were slowly being bombarded by loud, clashing sounds. And this time, he was even able to register it when his body moved, standing up slowly on its own accord.
Yes, he was back to reality.
END OF CHAPTER ONE
Hehe, could it be that Yoh begins to feel sympathy for Hao?
Please review! I really want to know what you think.