Fic: "Logic is Panic's Prey" (SN/Yu Yu Hakusho)
Title: "Logic is Panic's Prey"
Author: crossroads-kiss
Fandoms: Supernatural/Yu Yu Hakusho
Rating: Everyone
Warnings: None
Summary: The kid appeared out of nowhere, startling green eyes and firery red hair, who could forget something like that?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the character from Supernatural or Yu Yu Hakusho and I can't lay claim to the idea as I do not know if someone else has alreay used it, I like to think I was the first, but who knows.
Distribution: (I also have a FF.net account Oyaji Murakami)
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Their mom was in trouble, to say the least, worse yet a boy, no older then five had just walked into the garage lugging a muffler.
He had hair as red and fierce as Anna's, who was currently fending off their mother attacking her with an angel blade.
They all paused, turning to look at the young man, he had the decency to look sheepish and take a step back at the stares.
"Watashi no kuruma wa koware, watashi wa tasuke ga hitsuyodesu. Watashi wa machigatta basho o motte imasu ka?" ("My vehicle broke down and I need help. Do I have the wrong place?") The boy asked apprehesively and Anna tilted her head, confused for a fraction of a second before she remember they were in a auto-repair shop.
"Sumimasen ga, anata ga warui toki ni kite imasu. Watashitachiha engeki no tame ni renshu suru koto ga dekimasunode, shoppude wa Ni~Tsu ni heisa." ("I am sorry, you have come at a bad time. The shop closed down for the day so we can practice for our play.") Anna explained and the boy bowed.
"Domo arigato. Moshiwakearimasenga, watashi no shin'nyu o yurushite imasu." ("I am sorry, forgive my intrusion.") The boy slipped out the door, however, the image of him was forever burned into the eldest Winchester brother's mind. There was just something odd about a green eyed, red haired, Japanese boy suddenly showing up out of the blue.
They would have pondered it further, but Anna took the momentary laps in attention as a good opening to fling their mother across the room.
The fight drug on, though in reality it had been seconds. Dean about crapped a brick of solid panic when he saw Anna over his mother, about to stab her. However, he was too far way to get there in time. He spotted the boy back at the door and then, quicker then Dean could blink, he was behind Anna, reaching up to grab her hair and pull the angel off balance.
Furious, she turned to the boy, who was now looking panicked and backing away, ready to stab him when a sword appeared through her chest. She looked down in confusion and Dean saw his father, who had gotten thrown out the window, holding the sword that killed her.
Only that thing wasn't his father, as it scolded Uriel, the angel Anna had tricked into helping her and the boy was nowhere to be seen. He put his fingers to Mary, his mother's head and she fell to the floor unconscious. Turning he faced Dean, twisting his father's face into a stern frown.
"Dean, this conversation is long over due, I think." The thing wearing his father's meat suit said, Dean really wished he could just stab the damn thing in the face.
AN: This is mostly a prolog, that's why it's so short! Let me know what you think please!
Master Post
"Logic is Panic's Prey"
" Dead Men Don't Wear Plad"
Author: crossroads-kiss
Fandoms: Supernatural/Yu Yu Hakusho
Rating: Everyone
Warnings: None
Summary: The kid appeared out of nowhere, startling green eyes and firery red hair, who could forget something like that?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the character from Supernatural or Yu Yu Hakusho and I can't lay claim to the idea as I do not know if someone else has alreay used it, I like to think I was the first, but who knows.
Distribution: (I also have a FF.net account Oyaji Murakami)
___________________________________________________________________________________________
Their mom was in trouble, to say the least, worse yet a boy, no older then five had just walked into the garage lugging a muffler.
He had hair as red and fierce as Anna's, who was currently fending off their mother attacking her with an angel blade.
They all paused, turning to look at the young man, he had the decency to look sheepish and take a step back at the stares.
"Watashi no kuruma wa koware, watashi wa tasuke ga hitsuyodesu. Watashi wa machigatta basho o motte imasu ka?" ("My vehicle broke down and I need help. Do I have the wrong place?") The boy asked apprehesively and Anna tilted her head, confused for a fraction of a second before she remember they were in a auto-repair shop.
"Sumimasen ga, anata ga warui toki ni kite imasu. Watashitachiha engeki no tame ni renshu suru koto ga dekimasunode, shoppude wa Ni~Tsu ni heisa." ("I am sorry, you have come at a bad time. The shop closed down for the day so we can practice for our play.") Anna explained and the boy bowed.
"Domo arigato. Moshiwakearimasenga, watashi no shin'nyu o yurushite imasu." ("I am sorry, forgive my intrusion.") The boy slipped out the door, however, the image of him was forever burned into the eldest Winchester brother's mind. There was just something odd about a green eyed, red haired, Japanese boy suddenly showing up out of the blue.
They would have pondered it further, but Anna took the momentary laps in attention as a good opening to fling their mother across the room.
The fight drug on, though in reality it had been seconds. Dean about crapped a brick of solid panic when he saw Anna over his mother, about to stab her. However, he was too far way to get there in time. He spotted the boy back at the door and then, quicker then Dean could blink, he was behind Anna, reaching up to grab her hair and pull the angel off balance.
Furious, she turned to the boy, who was now looking panicked and backing away, ready to stab him when a sword appeared through her chest. She looked down in confusion and Dean saw his father, who had gotten thrown out the window, holding the sword that killed her.
Only that thing wasn't his father, as it scolded Uriel, the angel Anna had tricked into helping her and the boy was nowhere to be seen. He put his fingers to Mary, his mother's head and she fell to the floor unconscious. Turning he faced Dean, twisting his father's face into a stern frown.
"Dean, this conversation is long over due, I think." The thing wearing his father's meat suit said, Dean really wished he could just stab the damn thing in the face.
AN: This is mostly a prolog, that's why it's so short! Let me know what you think please!
Master Post
"Logic is Panic's Prey"
" Dead Men Don't Wear Plad"