Destiny's Embrace
"Senjuro ! Muichiro !" Nezuko shouted as she charged at the monsters' fist and slashed at it with her new weapon, Senjuro and Muichiro looking shocked that their sole female friend was in the same boat as them when it came to these strange weapons.
Several of the shadowy imps rose from the pool of darkness the giant had formed and lunged at Nezuko , who did her best to hold them back. Muichiro dove down to help her fight them off while Senjuro continued wailing on the giant.
The giant growled as the heart-shaped hole in its chest glowed and fired beams of light at the trio, who did their best to dodge out of the way. The giant was clearly growing irritated as it did another dark punch. As the Shadows came out of the ground Muichiro got an idea.
"Senjuro, listen, Me and Nezuko will distract the little guys. You climb the big guy's arm and attack the head. That'll definitely take it down."
Senjuro gave his best friend a thumbs-up before jumping on the giant's arm and scaling up the side of it before landing on its shoulder, proceeding to wail on it with his weapon before yelling and thrusting it forward, wedging it through the beast's skull.
The giant shuddered and groaned as it clutched its face. It then started leaking dark mist from its body as its now unmoving body was dragged upwards into the big orb.
Senjuro jumped down to rejoin Muichiro and Nezuko but before the trio could celebrate their victory, they felt the wind suddenly pick up. The trio looked around and each grabbed onto a piece of wood that was embedded into the ground. The wind kept getting stronger and stronger till the three of them were floating in the air, hanging on to a plank of wood.
"Don't let go!" Muichiro called out but Senjuro began losing his grip and soon began getting pulled into the void.
"SENJURO!" Nezuko screamed as she and Muichiro were soon pulled along as well, the three friends being dragged into the unknown as the light of their world finally went out.
A young man with messy black hair, glasses, and hazelnut eyes was busy polishing a pair of revolver-esque guns of his own design as he whistled a small catchy tune.
"Man, I wonder how Aerith and the others are doing right now. Maybe I should check up on them later, see how they're doing."
Suddenly, a flash of light in the sky caught his attention as he looked out the window, only to suddenly hear a clattering sound.
"What the hell?"
Heading outside, he was shocked to find a young girl with short red hair lying slumped against the side of his house. Gingerly picking her up, he looked around before bringing her inside and laying her gently on the couch, placing an ice pack on her head.
"Now where the heck did this kid come from?"
In some other back alley in town, a group of dalmatian puppies was exploring. It was a large group of pups, about 15 of them, the other 84 were at home with their mother and father, making it a family of about... 101 Dalmatians!
They don't usually leave their new home after an incident a while back. Their parents were grateful that they were all still together after their world was lost even if they lost their masters in the chaos. They didn't want to risk losing any of them so they all remained in this house that reminded them of home, even if it got a little cramped.
It was only now they were allowed to leave the house and explore no further than the back alley behind their house. It wasn't much but at least they were able to get some fresh air and space to stretch their legs.
But then they heard a clattering from a nearby trashcan and they all jumped in fright and ran away. All except for one pup with black ears called Lucky. Lucky slowly walked up to the trashcan and sniffed it curiously. Only to back away in disgust and he gagged. Then he heard groaning from the trashcan, and what looks like a leg sticking out of the top.
Lucky turned to his brothers and sisters and called them over, telling them it was just a person. Together they knocked over the trashcan and they saw a human boy with flame red tipped hair and strange clothes.
One of the puppies whined, thinking he was dead, then the boy opened his eye, and looked at them, barely conscious.
"Muichiro ...Nezuko ..." He muttered before passing out. Lucky told them that they should take him home until he woke up, not being ideal to leave a boy to sleep in the garbage. With the boy too big for them to drag they rolled the trashcan to their home, hoping their parents will let him in.
