Soul-mate [Collab Draft v. 1.1]

The Divine City: Ayodhya

In the morning, the squadron of cohorts came to the airport on a plane to Bombay. From there, they would take another domestic flight to Ayodhya...If it weren’t for a small complication, that is...Actually, more like a very big complication.

“We’re supposed to take more members...?” Daimon said with a frown.

“Yeah.  Not many though.  Only two.  This girl here,” Yukiko said gesturing to her left,” is Miku.  And this girl,” she said gesturing to her right, “is Megan.  They’re going with us.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know Megan.”

“Ehhhhh.....Hel....Hello sempai..” Megan said blushing.

“No need. Call me Daimon.”

“Ye...Yes...”

“Good, now that we are all acquainted, we can board the flight. Here are your boarding passes, now DON’T lose them.”

Noroi walked over to Ian.

“Say, how does Daimon know Megan there?”

“Oh?  He tutored her three years back in high school.  It was interesting.  He got her to actually do well in HISTORY. She managed to graduate early and go to Tokyo U, a.k.a Todai.  She’s had a major crush on him.  It was ridiculous. And then she got into a teacher-student relationship with him...”

“WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?”

“Hmm... what’s this trash I hear about me?” Daimon’s mouth and ear hung in the air.

“I’m just kidding.  That would be interesting if that actually happened though..”  Ian said pondering the image in his head.

“Don’t ponder it too long cuz it ain’t gonna happen.” said the disembodied mouth of Daimon

“Eh eh eh eh eh.....Don’t worry....” he leaned over to Noroi, “Although, don’t you agree it would be quite the interesting scenario”

“Hmmmm.....Maybe....”

The two teenage boys jaws’ dropped as they thought out the “interesting” scenario.

“BAKAS!!!!!” Daimon screamed as he falcon-punched the two of them across the tarmac.

The girls squealed as they saw the two guys whizzing past them.

“HA! PREPARE YOURSELF!” Ian and Noroi yelled in unison as they got up and pulled out their weapons.

“You don’t stand no chance” pulling out his halberd

“IAN!  Our secret weapon please!”

“Yes!  I’ve been waiting for this moment!”

“Wait..What?” Daimon asked, looking confused.

“NOW!” The ground began to rumble out of control, as a large object rose from the ground.

“What is this?”  Daimon shouted over the noise. “WE’RE IN PUBLIC!!!!”

“YOUR DOOM! TO HIS MOUTH!” Noroi shouted as he came at Daimon with a large frying pan and spoon.

“WHA...!” suddenly, Daimon passed out.

“Get him on the plane!” Ian shouted.

“What was that?” Megan and Miku asked him.

“Oh.  Nothing.  It was just his leftover deadly curry from yesterday’s dinner.”

“Ah.”

“Pathetic fools,  that was a tasty pre-meal.... what, did you expect to knock me unconscious with MY OWN CURRY!?” Daimon said, getting up.

Noroi and Ian took a step back, shocked, as Daimon pointed his halberd spearhead at the two of them.