Unlikely Avenger: A Hell Girl Fan Fiction Story

Unlikely Avenger: A Hell Girl Fan Fiction Story

by

C V Ford

"My husband ... unfaithful ... And so blatant about it. Even having his trysts right here in our home! His philandering's been going on for years and is so dismissive towards me over it ... Mocking me. He's on top of the world right now ... Everyone adores him. If only the people knew. His popularity's made him think he's the next best thing to God. Thinks nothing can touch him ..."

"Your wish?"

"I want you to touch him ... HARD! Take him straight to HELL! A hell far worse than what he's put me through."

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The drive from the large municipal airport uneventful but for the swelling, adoring crowds of wellwishers and fans. Sidewalks crowded beyond capacity, filled with those wanting to get a look at what they thought to be more than a dream for what almost amounted a "new heavens and a new earth". Celebrity of messiah-like dimensions. This man of the hour/decade/millenium. A demi-god of hope for what more than hinted at a "second coming".

She knew better. The publicity of skilled writers and handlers covered up what would have belied the sterling image of the nations' perfect family man. Definitely NOT the saint everyone thought him. An adulterer of the first water ... and flaunting it before her out of sight of the eyes of a smitten public. If they only knew.

Sitting next to him in the back of the open topped car, she smiled and waved, helping to shore up an already more than sturdy facade. The masses needed a continuous feeding as the couples' publicity section constantly reminded them of it.

Contemplating the events of the past few weeks, she went over her present situation.

It was during a visit with her husbands' sister (The wife of a well known film actor.) in Los Angeles. Waiting at the airport terminal for the limos' arrival, she spotted a copy of the Asahi Shimbun newspaper carelessly dropped on an end table. It wasn't so much the indecipherable (To her.) three alphabet script of the page that caught her attention as it was the bold print ad in the center ... In plain English:

WE WILL TAKE VENGEANCE ON YOUR BEHALF. YOUR GRIEVANCE SHALL BE AVENGED

With following text, describing particulars.

She asked the accompanying matron of her two children the meaning of the ad. The governess replying about seeing only a blank space. Odd.

Folding the paper, she slipped it into a shopping bag.

Later in the day, she inquired the same of an aquaintance only to get the same answer. She slipped the curious object in a dresser drawer on arrival back home.

It was much later a mansion staffer told her that page the "advertisement" appeared on was part of the missing persons' section.

Two days before, after a particularly heated spousal arguement over her husbands' dalliances, her thoughts turned to the newspaper and acted on the ads' instruction.

It wasn't as if she could actually send the request. She couldn't just affix a stamp to it and drop it in the mail without security being able to scrutinize it. And the "nebulous" address certainly didn't ensure actual receipt of the letter.

No ... It was only a form of therapy for her ... a relief valve for letting off emotional pressure. She would place it in her dresser drawer as a futile reminder.

On sealing the envelope ...

She let out a startled gasp on noticing the sudden presence to her right.

She almost immediately called security just outside the mansion suites' door but something told her the black clad adolescent and the provocative looking woman with her were not an immediate threat ... and may have had something to do with the strange advertisement.

A not so short conversation confirmed it and the bargain was struck. It was all she could do to keep from screaming as the transformation process from geisha to red straw doll in hand took place.

As the car and accompanying escort/motorcade turned right, nagging second thoughts from the past twenty four hours came to the fore. As a devout Catholic, she had to do everything in her power to make her marriage work. Had she done so? Had she exhausted every venue to repair the rift made by her husband and bring him to fidelity? And the covenant made with that strange harbinger ... so ... final. Canceling out and replacing one mortal sin with another. An irreversible one.

The column of vehicles rounding to the left and downhill, she made her decision.

She would make one more try at saving their marriage. Find some other way to resolve this problem in their lives.

Opening her purse, she checked for the now not needed straw doll she had placed there but a day before.

Missing.

Her husbands' clutching at his throat, gagging and falling toward her turned her attention to him. Reaching, she drew him near. A sharp, cracking report coming but a moment after. The man in the car seat in front, looking on attentively, jerked as well from an impact also accompanied by a repeat of that same sound.

Trying to undo the tie and shirt collar button, her husbands' head jerked sharply back, a fine spray of red mist hanging momentarily. She gasped, noticing a flap of scalp and hair hanging off his heads' right side.

... she controlled her panic and climbed over the back seat,
helping one of the foot security men onto the cars. rear deck.

Seeing there was nothing she could do for the moment, she controlled her panic and climbed over the back seat, helping one of the foot security men onto the cars' rear deck.

The motorcade sped up, leaving the planned route and racing for the nearest hospital.

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After a thorough check of the hospitals' rest room, the woman was left alone, the all male security staff guarding just beyond the door.

Splashing cold water to her face, a heretofore prescence again made itself felt.

Turning toward the girl and tall woman she tearfully asked.

"Why ... Why did you ... I didn't-"

"It was not our doing," the pale one answered. "Having done so would have been quite different and your husband would never have been found."

"Then what-"

"Your covenant with me was broken on your relenting. The actions taken were by another not known to us. His dark thoughts, if any ... are his alone."

"But if-"

"Your time is long and you have much to do. Your destiny in eternity is again open. You may yet know the joys of Heaven. Your heart must, however, change. Perhaps your own holymen may be able to tell you how." (1)

?

"And you may also yet-," the provacative looking one speaking for the first time, "-again find love in the arms of another. One more caring and attentive."

"Ma'am!" Medium rapping at the door by a Secret Service man. "Is everything all right?"

"Yes!" Turning toward the door. "I'm ... I'm fine. Be out in a minute."

Turning back, only the restroom tiles and empty stalls met her vision.

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2:10 PM, CBS News, Walter Cronkite reporting:

Here is a bulletin from CBS News. In Dallas, Texas ... Three shots were fired at President Kennedys' motorcade in downtown Dallas. The first reports say that President Kennedy has been seriously wounded by this shooting.

More details just arrived. These details about the same as previously. President Kennedy shot today, just as his motorcade left downtown Dallas. Mrs. Kennedy jumped up and grabbed Mr. Kennedy, she called "Oh no!", the motorcade sped on.

United Press says the wounds for President Kennedy perhaps could be fatal.

Repeating, a bulletin from CBS News, President Kennedy has been shot by a would be assassin in Dallas, Texas.

Stay tuned to CBS News for further details.

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Later, CBS News, Walter Cronkite reporting:

From Dallas, Texas, the flash, apparantly official ... President Kennedy died, at 1 PM, Central Standard Time. 2 o'clock Eastern Standard Time ...

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In Dallas the prime suspect is still being questioned. He is 24 year old Lee Oswald of Dallas. He is a former Marine who has spent some time in Russia who, at one time, applied for Soviet citizenship. He has been associated with The Fair Play for Cuba Committee ...

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IN MEMORIAM:

Jaqueline (Jackie) Lee Bouvier Kennedy Onassis  1929 - 1994

END

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1. This is an explaination of the plan of salvation God has provided for the individual. Usually referred to as "The Roman Road" (Most of the verses are from the Book of Romans.).

Romans 3:10-12 10)As it is written, There is none righteous, no, not one: 11) There is none that understands, there is none that seeks after God. 12) They are all gone out of the way, they are altogether become unprofitable; there is none that does good., no, not one.

Psalms 14:3 - They are all gone aside, they are altogether become filthy: there is none that does good, no, not one.

Romans 3:23 - For all have sinned and come short of the glory of God;

No one is blameless. If you have trouble wrapping your mind around this, think of it as you would an illness or physical condition. It is a state which we are born under.

Romans 5:12 - Wherefore , as by one man sin entered into the world, and death by sin; and so death passed upon all men, for that all have sinned:

The how and why we are that way. Adam is the reason we're under the weight of sin and trapped in this deadly cycle of entropy, decay and death.

Romans 5:8 - But God commends his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.

Romans 6:23 - For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Jesus is the way out. The other side of the equation. With our acknowledgement of our sinbound state we can go on to have the Lord correct that.

Romans 10:13 - For whosover shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.

Romans 10:9-10 - 9) That if you shall confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus, and shall believe in your heart that God has raised him from the dead, you shall be saved. 10) For with the heart man believes to righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made to salvation.

This is the how in regard to Jesus. Do these and the cycle has no spiritual claim on you.

Revelation 3:20 - Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me.

Jesus is waiting for you to answer. He has been there all along knocking. It could be you just didn't (Or didn't want to.) hear it.

John 3:16 - For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

Of course, it goes without saying, "Go and sin no more". I really stink at this. However, one should always keep going back and asking the Lord for guidance and strength to resist (It's called prayer.). This is what's known as repentance, an active turning away from giving in to ones' baser instincts and it's an ongoing thing.

For guidance I strongly suggest one get in touch with a strong bible believing pastor/church in your area.

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With You All the Way: An Angel Beats/Hell Girl Crossover Fanfiction

Though here over a month, the young man
still couldn't help but marvel ...

With You All The Way

An Angel Beats/Hell Girl Crossover Fanfiction

by

C V Ford


"Attention ... Jotaro Taniguchi repeat ... Jotaro Taniguchi ... Please report to 'the office' immediately ... Jotaro Taniguchi ..."

Though here over a month, the young man still couldn't help but marvel. Yurippe paging him on the schools' PA system? It was amazing the things one could get away with when Angel wasn't there to directly intervene. Even the faculty staff was as passive as the student npcs without their nemesis' presence. Not that he & other members of Battle Front would "abuse the privilege". The primary "mission" of resistance always being foremost in their minds.

Taking the steps up to Class Bs' third floor, Jotaro mulled over the events of before & after his arrival.

Over three months previous, he entered into a covenant with the Hell Girl. His schools' principal had been making life an almost literal hell, not only for some students but their families as well. His political connections made him virtually immune to any efforts to unseat him from his position. Even Jotaros' own father, the chief of police in their small town, feeling the pressure from those connections, could do nothing.

Taking matters into his own hands, the young man put them into those of the Hell Girl & undid the thread.

Being an adolescent, the concepts of death & eternity held little meaning. Despite having met the harbinger of doom that was Hell Girl, the finality of damnation was far from him. After all, his whole life was ahead ...

That finality was brought home when he met the Hell Girl a second time. From the findings in his hasty "research" skimming through the Shibata book & others, he knew there were only two ways one could meet her. Either from entering into a covenant of vengeance (Already done.) or when she came to ... collect.

In  his haste & fear while turning to flee, he tripped over his own feet & in a tumble down a flight of stairs, his neck was broken ... killing him instantly.

In a flurry of events after, he awoke, surrounded by students of this strange, otherworldly school. Two of which, Hinata & Otonashi, quickly hustled him off to what he later learned was the principals' former office & informed of the ins & outs of his & their situation. In his desire to get his bearings & situate himself, he reluctantly allowed himself induction into this curious resistance group, the Battle Front.

His proficiency with a handgun (Thanks to his sessions at the police range with his father.) astounded his fellow Front members. They felt they could have used him on their last raid only days before his arrival.

He was sure that's what his requested presence was about. It being about a months' passing, it was near time for another "meal ticket run". Members of their underground "guild" ate ... a lot.

He rounded the corner from the top floor stairwell & proceeded down the hall to the office door. With the uttered "There is no God, Buddha, or angel", he opened the door & entered.

"I must be an early arrival," his first thought.

Only three other people in the room. Yuri obviously. He could see her left elbow resting on the arm of the desk chair, its back to the rest of the room. It was the other two who got his attention.

Sitting/leaning on the right forward desk corner, arms folded, a tall, grinning young man looking more college age. Though he wore the khaki blazer/black pants of the male SSS, Jotaro had never seen him before. It was possible there were some members he hadn't met yet but he was here over a month ...

The other caught even more of his attention. A very striking woman sat on the desks' other corner filing her nails ... clad in the uniform of a school nurse.

"Nurse?" He thought puzzled. "Why would there be a nurse HERE of all places? Nobody gets sick & injuries heal in no time at all. 'Dying' you only come back. Might as well have an undertaker as a nurse. Just as logical."

His eyes almost left their sockets as the chair behind the desk spun slowly around. The blue & white girls SSS fuku clothed a frame smaller than Yuris'. More that of a middle schooler. It was topped by a luxuriant mane of straight black hair framing a pale, serene visage centered with a pair of arresting red eyes.

He spun round, fully intending a more than hasty exit, only to find his way blocked by an older man clad in maintenance staff coveralls. A man he immediately recognized as the black straw doll stand-in from a few months before.

"Not so fast bud," Wanyudo warned. "Business to discuss."

"A deal's a deal," the young man at the desk stated.

"Payment delayed IS payment denied." Hone Onna knew this more so than anyone.

Jotaro fought down his panic as best he could. His inadvertent evasion of them now proved too good to be true. They were here to take him to ..."

"O ... K ... al... right ..." Hoping to stall. "Then ... Let's get it over with."

He did his best to keep his knees from shaking. His thoughts turned to the Colt .45 copy in his waistband. Would it be possible to ... ?

"Let's not be so hasty," chided the bone woman.

"He certainly does jump to conclusions doesn't he miss?" Ren asked rhetorically, glancing at the seated Ai.

Taniguchi glanced around at each one then settled back on the Hell Girl.

"Conclusions? ... Wait ... aren't you here to ... I mean ..."

"As much as we'd like to, we can't." The man at the door said.

"Can't?" His hope sprang.

"We can't touch you even if you uh ... 'die' here," the ersatz nurse stated. "Most frustrating."

"These things happen sometimes," explained Ren. "We can only get you when you 'leave'."

"What we do is wait," said Wanyudo. "We're good at waiting."

Still looking at the pale apparition behind the desk, Jotaro asked, "is that possible? I thought that-"

For the first time, the pale one spoke. "Even ... in eternity ... there are boundries ... He ... who even our master serves has set them so."

"Boundries?"

"Yes," she replied. "There are places even we can't go."

"But you're ..."

"Only to leave a message," Hone Onna explained. "We feel we owe you that much."

"Owe!?"

Jotaro was now really confused. Why would ANY of them, especially the Hell Girl, feel they had any obligation toward him?

"Yes," said Ren. "Normally we'd let something like this slide until the right time but as your case was much less ambiguous than most ..."

It dawned on the young man what was happening. He had read in Shibatas' book how the Hell Girl was less than enthusiastic in her never ending task. How it brought little satisfaction in consigning people to the netherworld, especially for the pettiest of reasons. Many times for seemingly no reason at all.

But his situation. The man he pulled the thread on was pure dead bang evil. A physical abuser (In every sense of the term.) of children, many were Jotaros' friends. An amoral predator using his political connections in avoiding arrest. More than one hushed conversation was heard between the teens' parents how pressure from above kept this creature from justice.

He also read how the Hell Girl herself may also have been a victim due to abuse of higher authority. If so ...

"So ... " He nervously scanned the room again. "The message would be ...?"

"A short one," the bone woman replied.

He looked at the "nurse".

"Try not to gain contentment or fulfillment."

"Already knew that."

"What you didn't know," countered Ren, "was that we could claim you if you did."

"True ... I thought I might be home free."

The young man paused. At least he was safe from them. For now.

He turned to the Hell Girl. A question to be asked.

"Would it be possible to tell me who pulled the thread on ME?"

"No one."

That brought him up short.

"If no one did then why-"

"It was merely your time."

"My time!? But ... you ... you were-"

"Sometimes," the older man at the door interrupted, "our coming to claim becomes a ... What is it? ... Yes! ... What they call a ... 'self fulfilling prophecy.'"

Jotaro glanced down at the floor & assessed. The irony of his being here felt heavy. How unfair this had all turned out. And yet ... They at least had the goodness to warn him.

"At any rate," he declared, "I doubt I'll find peace here now that I know what's waiting. Thanks for telling me."

"There is another way."

He turned again to the pale girl behind the desk.

"You may want to leave ..."

"I doubt that. I-"

"One day ... You may become weary of this place ... "

Jotaro stumbled, almost falling as Matsushita grabbed him by the shoulder, steadying him.

"So ... There you are!" Yuri exclaimed from behind the desk. "'Bout time you got here."

Taniguchi gazed about, bewildered. All the main fighters as well as Girldemo present. All looking at him just as puzzled.

"Yes ... I ..." Blinking hard & shaking his head several times in an attempt to clear his mind.

"You all right?"

He looked toward the Leader.

"Yes ... I'm ..."

"Sure about that buddy?" Hinata looking concerned.

"Yes! Of course!." He stated turning his gaze back to Yuri. "Heard you on the PA, got here as fast as I could."

"PA?"

"Yes I-"

"I didn't use the PA."

"Could have sworn ... Once I got the word, I went straight here."

"Still the last one in. Penalty!" Her right index pointed like a gun.

"Where did I see/hear THAT before?" He thought. Aloud he asked, "penalty?"

"Well discuss that later. Right now, it's operations briefing."

With that, Briefing Manager activated & the session was on.

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Session over, the various attendees filed out. They were to gather back here in a few hours for a final run down before Op start.

Jotaro walked up to Yuri & Noda as they were leaving. As they moved through the door he spoke.

"Yurippe?" He noticed the mild annoyance on the Leaders face on hearing that name/title.

"What's on your mind Taniguchi?"

"Remember when I was accepted in? I expressed some doubts about this set-up ... this situation we're in?"

Both Leader & Noda stopped in the hallway facing him.

"Yes I do," she replied with some emphasis. "Feet a bit cold?"

"No ... I just want to let you know ... " He glanced at Noda then back to the Leader. "... All of you ...

"I'm in this with you ... All the way."                                                               END


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So Messed Up: A Hell Girl/Azumanga Daioh Fan Fiction

Credit: Dark LP from Zerochan.

So Messed Up

A Hell Girl/Azumanga Daioh Crossover Fan Fiction

by

C V Ford


Kikuri gazed fascinatedly on the large web at porches' end for what seemed hours. Her childs' mind unable to get around her obsessive attachment to the creature residing within. The large spider had been absent for over a day, her concern evident.

A movement some distance to the left turned her attention from the web directing it down the cart trail. Coming up the path she could see Miss Ai & ...

"Oh!" She cried in semi-sadistic glee. "Old lady's back!"

Hone Onna grimaced. Though glad the assignment over sooner than expected, she now had to cope with the attentions of "little miss nasty" & her pre-juvenile antics.

"Don't you have someone else to play with Kikuri ... -CHAN?" Putting emphasis on the pause & honorific. "I think I saw Yamawaro down the road a moment ago-"

"Waro! Waro! Waro! Waro!" The imp sped past down the cart trail, arms "airplaning" & disappeared past the turn.

"Truly the daughter of darkness," observed Wanyudo reclining on the porches' other end.

"You may not be far off on that," replied the bone woman.

Ai looked on disapprovingly though agreed inwardly. At times the child was quite a couple handsful & could be more trouble than she was worth.

Ren, seated on the steps, made an observation. "As we're all still here, I take it she didn't go through with it."

Ai hesitated. Yes. True, but more complicated.

"Her hatred was more than enough to summon me ... something ... else."

The trio looked on as she stepped inside. Mayhap e-mail had another request.

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Kaorin stepped briskly into the schools' main entrance, swinging her satchel in lighthearted rythym to her tread. A great weight had been lifted. She would not commit herself to the proposed bargain & the source of her years long torment would live ... And so would she.

The possibility of eternity in hell hadn't deterred her. She had been through a self inflicted one for almost three years. With over a nights' worth of considerable thought & soul searching, she faced the reality of it being of her own making & came to terms. With determination, it could be dealt with.

Rounding corner, she espied the slack jawed apparition staring her way from down the other end of the hall.

"As for you," she thought. "You're damn lucky something like you isn't worth such pain. There's too many like you for me to tear myself up over. A few more months til graduation & I'm out of here ... And you'll be out of my life ... forever."

Marching past the creepy litt teacher, she made it an obvious point to ignore his earnest/lame greeting. Her thoughts turned to the object of her years long obsession, a tear forming.

No. Though what she wanted would never be, she wouldn't ... COULDN'T ... bring herself to pull the string on Sakaki ... ever.


Storyline (only) copyright © 4-19-2013 C V Ford

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Authors' note: No ... I am not into "yuri-shipping". I just thought the plot twist to be interesting. This is a sorta' kinda' prequel to my story Not So Oblivious. Check it out!


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Ohayou Welcomes You: A Hell Girl Fan Fiction

Ohayou Welcomes You

A Hell Girl Fan Fiction

by

C V Ford


Manipulating the paddle-tiller, the pale, seemingly young one sighed as she surveyed the area about. This was not the usual & she should have felt glad when the God of Hell informed her that the "clients'" special request was granted. And yet ...

The doomed one bolted upright from the boats' keel & no further. Arms & legs held firmly in place by the litch talons emerging from the vessels' very wood grain. He knew his fate was sealed on gazing into the unblinking pale countenance of his captor. His inability to speak soon overcome & speak he did.

"This! ... Impossible! ... You ... This ... can't be real!"

"I ... am as real as any-"

"No! ... You're not! Your're-"

"I'm-"

"A fantasy! A television show ... a cartoon ... I ... even wrote ..."

His memories reassembled, congealing back to completeness & he reviewed. Coming back to him. Yes ... A fan of anime. Perhaps too much so ... Wrote fan fiction on various shows. Put them on his blog & "self published" on fanfiction dot net ... LOTS of them.

"But if you're ... WHY ME!?"

Things focused even clearer. Yes. He remembered now. He wrote a story about this very character & series. Like all his others he put some care into it & was thus well written ... unlike many of the works of other would-be authors on the net.

As luck would have it, he ran afoul of just such an author who had earlier written a story with a superficially similar plot & story line. In a private message, the writer had all but accused him of plagiarism.

Looking at the earlier work he noted that while the plotline was VERY roughly alike, it was nowhere nearly as well written, detailed & involved as his. In some places half coherent, in others tedious & tepid. Not to mention the bad grammer & punctuation/spelling mistakes. The interlaced, "obligatory" yuri subplot was of no help either.

Unknowingly, he had succeeded where the other had failed. The high view count along with the many reviews, faves, alerts, C2s & followings he got attested to that in contrast to the others' miniscule results.

In answer, he replied he had no knowledge of the previous work AND had no intention of deleting his story from the communal site. When the other repeated his original "charge", it was jokingly suggested the fellow summon up Hell Girl & "pull the string on me".

And now ... Wait!

He looked away from the kimono clad pale one & scanned the water about. This was not the shows' dark, stagnant, rock studded expanse with floating paper lanterns lighting the way. A huge, rolling waterway was before him. Ships could be seen in the distance. Tankers, freighters, ore carriers. Not far off, a bell buoy tolled its' call in tune with the waves. Gulls soaring overhead ...  Just like in his story.

Following the flight of the birds, his eyes rested on a sight chilling him farther inward than his very marrow allowed ... To the inverse depths of his now beyond damned soul.

As in his story ... He now ... more than knew ... Knew there were places making Hell seem mild. Making perdition even seem like Heaven in comparison.

"No! ... No! ... Nooooooo! ... You can't! ... Even the god of Hell can't be this cruel! You-"

"This ... is vengeance ... So I am to ferry you to-"

"Not that! ... Not this! ... I ... Anything .... ANYTHING but ... CLEVELAND!"

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Twice the Child of Hell: A Hell Girl/Azumanga Daioh Crossover Fanfic

... Miss Ai looked out over the twilit scarlet expanse ...

Twice the Child of Hell

A Hell Girl/Azumanga Daioh Crossover Fanfic

by

C V Ford


From the porch steps, Miss Ai looked out over the twilit scarlet expanse, lightly heaving an aprehensive sigh. It had been almost a week with nary a request/assignment. Almost unheard of considering the broken world & humankinds' thirst for vengeance.

A "miracle" ... almost. Miracles weren't allowed here.

As much as she & the others welcomed this unexpected rest, the knowledge of a sooner or later abrupt ending put a damper on enjoyment. The tension of "waiting for it" increased on every uneventful days' passing.

"The stress is obviously affecting the Miss," remarked Ren as he joined Honne Onna under the tree across the cart trail. "The longer this spell lasts, the more trouble it seems."

"Speaking of which," the Bone Woman replied. "Here comes trouble ..."

"Cliche ... but apt," as the relic spirit glanced down the trail.

Coming up the tree shrouded path, Yamawaro with Kikuri ... carrying something.

"Oh ... wonderful." It wasn't she disliked cats. The geisha actually loved them. But as it was with Kikuri ...

"So where have you young ones been?" Called Wanyudo from the far end of the porch.

"The princess decided to go THERE. I couldn't let her go by herself ..."

"If she jumped off a cliff," Hone Onna muttered, "would you ... never mind."

Ren grinned, "that's two cliches."

Ai cocked her head slightly, pointing at the gray furred bundle in Kikuris' arms.

"It followed us home!" The little imp enthused. "Can we keep it?"

"And ... three!" Ren declared.

"We were going down a side street when we saw this really tall girl petting it. As we passed, it spun around & bit her then ran off. Kikuri ran after & caught it. I think some blood was drawn."

"By the cat or the kid?" Asked the geisha.

Ren suppressed a laugh while Wanyudo smiled from the porch.

Was it ... SMILING at her?

Ai was about to answer Kikuri in the negative when the cat deftly leaped from the little girls' arms to where the Hell Girl now sat on the porch steps. The creature peered up into her eyes & scrutinized. Was it ... SMILING at her?

She reached over & proceeded to stroke the animals' soft fur. It started rubbing up against her leg, purring loudly.

"Be careful Miss Ai," Yamawaro warned. "He's a biter."

They all watched for half a minute as Ai gave the cat the attention it sought.

"Usually any creature wandering here doesn't stay very long," Ren thought aloud. "I wonder ..."

The cat brusquely turned its attention from Ai, walking to the front door & peered in.

"Kitteee hee, hee, hee!" Kikuri ran past Ai after the cat. On its' part, the animal lowered into a playful crouch as if to spring & did ... Into the little girls' arms. She hugged the creature close.

"They seem made for each other," stated Wanyudo.

"Too much so," observed Hone-Onna. "This may not bode well."

Ren looked over at the Bone Woman. "How can you-"

An all too familiar phrase sounded from within the interior of the cottage.

"Ai ... You have a message."

In resignation, Ai answered. "Thank you grandmother."

The geisha answered Ren. "See?"


Storyline (only) copyright © 4-3-13 C V Ford


Other Hell Girl fanfics:

Application here.

Damnation & Denial here.

Non-Negotiable here.


Christian Anime: Any Out There? here.


Go to Jays' Tee Vee blog main page here.


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Christian Anime: Any Out There?

Christian Anime: Any Out There?

There seems to be very little Christian Anime out there. Aside from The Flying House/Superbook it's next to nonexistant. What MIGHT come close is still way off the mark & most of it you wouldn't dare think of showing to a church group.


Apocalypse what the ... ! Asuka & Shinji contemplate the huge remains
of Rei/Lillith & Armageddons' aftermath in End Of Evangelion.

The Evangelion franchise: This is about as close to the book of Revelation as an anime gets. The fanservice (Even without the Gainax bounce!) is over the edge. The Kaballa is thrown in for good measure as well as turned on its' head. The violence & psychosexual weirdness are over the top in End of Evangelion. And nowhere in that dark "vision" is Christ to be found.

The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya: As much as I find the thought of the second coming personified in a whacked out guitar playing girl wearing a Playboy bunny outfit intrigueing ... well. Yes, she is God ... Yes, she is the center the universe orbits about ... Yes, she ... But ...As the theological ramifications could be beyond devastating ... One might want to leave this to older & wiser theologians.

Has trouble enough getting herself together let alone the world.
At times makes Cthulhu look cuddly.

Serial Experiments Lain: A head trip if there ever was one. All you really know is that the physical extension of an all powerful entity dwelling on the net (And all other forms of communication.) is trying to reconnect with itself. She's more than human while her other non/extra-human half has problems relating to the "real" world. So how do they get back together in a unified whole & set the world straight?

Along the way we run into conspiracies, urban legends, various belief systems & other wheels within wheels. Best NOT to figure it out & just enjoy the ride instead. Something for the Ecumenicals.

Fresh from the Third Crusade, Dante' cntemplates
wether he's in a genuine anime or a "faux ami"

Dantes' Inferno: I watched this at the suggestion of my brother, a great believer in Netflix. Seems it was sent to him by mistake but he & his family took it in anyway. Running across it at Half Price Books, I snapped it up.

Now I've not yet read Alighieris' book. But I have the feeling it doesn't read like a Dungeons & Dragons adventure as this flick does. I swear, it's as if the script writers wrote as if they were slinging many sided dice! "Pierce the heavens with your mighty scythe!" No ... wait! That's supposed to be a drill & from another definitely non-Christian anime at that (Though the Yoko Littner character in that one can be a "religious" experience in & of herself!).

I also think the book doesn't have Beatrice running about butt nekkid all the time either.

Take it from me ... You DON'T want to make a deal with this kid.

Hell Girl: At least one side gets mentioned & the consequences of messing with it.

At mid-nite, the Hells' Correspondence web site appears. Enter the name of the one you hate & the title character takes him/her to you know where (Cleveland!). For a price ... YOU! ... When it's your time to check out (Paper or spastic?).

The first season was pretty good, though the first four eps followed the same plot. Second, not so good. The third, well ... they pretty much jumped the shark by the end of the second ...

A quick shot of how Yuri Nakamura views God. From the attempt to trick
Kanadae into leading them to Him in the Angel Beats OVA/Episode 4.5.

Angel Beats: Catholics might like this one. Purgatory is a humungous high school boarding academy where young folks who had less than satisfactory lives come for a breather & unload spiritual/mental baggage ... Which would be great if it wasn't for this faction of ungrateful dead lashing out at God in their one sided war against a percieved angel. Kind of hard to attend class with all that shooting/racket going on.

One can only wonder ... If getting "killed" there results in your coming back, then what's the point in fighting? Towards the end they find it's not God they're fighting but their own inner demons thus keeping them from passing on.

The literally self doubting Motoko Kusanagi in Ghost In the Shell.

Ghost In the Shell (movie): Title character more machine than woman & self-doubting wether there is still a soul in that construct she inhabits, hence the title. I like the biblical reference about midway & at the end tying things up (1 Corinthians 13:11 & 12.).

The haibane of Old Home greet the new arrival.
L-R: Hikari, Kana, Kuu, Nemu, Reki, & Rakka.

Haibane Renmei: This is as close to Christian anime as one gets & I dearly love it. It's also the only one on this list I would feel comfortable showing in church (Unless someone in the congregation gets bent out of shape over that VERY brief bit of artistic nudity in the opening credits.).

Set in a semi-rustic, central European-like "purgatory" of simpler living, where souls sort out their reason for being there. Explores the consequences & bondage of the state of sin we are all under.

Think of Angel Beats without guns & the conflict being even more inner instead of external. As in Angel Beats, God is actually mentioned (Last episode.) though only in passing.

I can't really think of anything else. Maybe the folks at Beneath the Tangles can come up with something. Maybe they could even find something edifying in High School of the Dead ... Hmmmm ... probably not.


Neon Genesis Evangelion: OOOOO! Goodies In the Mail! here.

The Head Trip of Haruhi Suzumiya parts 1, 2, & 3.

Wikipedia article on Serial Experiments Lain here.

Wikipedia aritcle on Dantes' Inferno here.

Wikipedia article on Hell Girl here.

Angel Beats: Not a Haruhi Clone here.

Wikipedia article on Ghost In the Shell here.

Haibane Renmei: One Side of the Equation here.

Beneath the Tangles Christian anime blog here.


Go to Jays' Tee Vee blog main page here.

Interesting Search Words #17

                                              
                                        Interesting Search Words #17


      Interestinger n' interestinger as time goes on.

1. mlp evangelion - As if we didn't have enough to worry about. Now we gotta watch out for Rei-nbow Dash!

Why ... Oh God ... why? Credit: LavosVsBahamut

2. jay sherman my little pony - "IT STINKS!"

I felt the "It stinks!" shot to be overused & decided on this.
Credit: Princedymion

3. konata pride - Yes, she does play "dating sims" (With her dad yet!). Yes, she does comment a lot on female anatomy/"moe' points". Yes, she can be an "interesting" character. But ... you know? ... In the times I've viewed the show, I haven't seen her once "come on" to Kagami or any of the other female characters in the series. In one scene she even talks about boys in a "het" manner (The similarity of the silhouette to her of the boy in question is more an indication of how wrapped up she is in herself than anything else.).

Rampant Konata.

    No, until any real info comes in (Hentai & yuri fan fiction don't count!), I'll take it as an indication she's just too much involved in anime & pop culture. Glad I'm not.

    Now as for Hiyori & possibly Patricia (link) that's another story entirely.

4. mlp commie - Figured it to be a plot of SOME kind!

The wave of the future ... You have been warned.
Credit: 2snacks

5. redneck pikachu - Tobaccochu! I choose you!

6. girl from hell - I think we've all known one or two. No not THAT one!

7. barry resident evil yaois - Anything to do with the presidents' recent statement? By the way, this one was from France (Hetalia!).

8. waffle hentai - There are fetishes ... and ... I guess .... There are ... FETISHES!

9. haruhis' alien babies - This one came in before. Could he mean this?

Wasn't one loose cannon God enough?

Wikipedia article on The Critic (Jay Sherman) here.

Lucky Star: Yak Yakkity Yak! here.

The Head Trip of Haruhi Suzumiya Pt. 1, Pt. 2, Pt 3.

TV Animes I Got: Mini Reviews here. Contains a Hell Girl review.

Pokemon ... Uh ... Yeah here.

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Charlie Brown Summons Hell Girl

"Shhhh! Be vewy, vewy quiet ... I'm huntin' souls! Heh! Heh! Heh! Heh!"

                                        Charlie Brown Summons Hell Girl

     
      So I'm going through my blog stats traffic sources when I stumble on "charlie brown summons hell girl". That would definitely make for an interesting Hell Girl episode or Peanuts TV special. I can see it now:

      Tonight, on CBS. An all new Peanuts special. "It's Hell Link Charlie Brown!". Brought to you by Dolly Madison Cakes ... Makers of Razzies, Hickies & Boogaloos. And ... by your local Croaka Cola bottler.

Go ahead Chuck! Your "griefance" shall be avenged ...

     
      Boy, if anyone ever needed that straw doll it's ole' Chuck! That darn Lucy! Always giving poor Charlie a hard way to go. Putting him down in front of God n' everybody. Messing up the ball game. Giving lousey psychiatric advice (Whadaya expect for a nickle anyway?). Always calling him "blockhead". Taking away that football at the last moment.

If anybody deserves to go to perdition ... 

      If anybody deserves to go to perdition it's that rotten Lucy. Go ahead Chuck! Pull the string! ... But wait ...

      "OK ... I pull the string & she's outta my life forever. But when it's my time to go I go to Cleveland ... er ... 'the other place' too!? ... Good Grief!"

      SPOILER ALERT! : Wether Charlie sends Ms. van Pelt to heck or not is immaterial. Third Impact eventually hits & Rei glops him instead.

      "Aaauugh! ... It's the little red haired girl! ... She's heading this way! ... She wants to talk to me! ... What am I gonna' say? ... What do I do? ... What do I ... Huh? ... Her eyes match her hair! How could ... Awww rats!" SPLAT! ... burble ... burble ...

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Interesting Search Words #16

                                         Interesting Search Words #16

      Wild, whacky, wonderful search words wheeling weirdos whistfully, wandering, willfully to this blog.

1. haruhi suzumiya is god - Yes. We know that. Did it need be stated? Is it being questioned? Is it being DOUBTED!? Are you unsure ... Oh ye of little faith!?

No truer words spoken ... yea verily ... so mote it be ... Vox Haruhi ... Vox Dei

2. evangelion human salvation project hentai - What!? Doing the nasty ... during Third Impact? But then, End of Evangelion is one big mind screw anyway.

3. anime isn't a hobby it's a way of life - Uh ... it's ... cartoons. Unless it's Haruhi of course. Then it's ... GOD!

Hmmm ... For this, much pennance is required ...

4. tee shirt with demented pikachu - Howzabout tee shirts by a demented Alabaman? Or is it Albanian? Alabama ... Alabania ... I ... I never could get those two right. Don't you make fun a' me!

5. rei ayanami house - DON'T GO THERE! Uh ... the place is a mess ... yeah, that's it! ... and ... and ... you'll be a mess ... burble ... burble ...

6. kyon & yuki nagato - So ... does this mean Kyons' last name is Nagato?

7. my little pony haruhi, haruhi suzumiya mlp, mlp haruhi, haruhi pony, etc. - There's been a lot of this lately. I mean ... what's the tie in!? How in the world can there be any connection? I don't get it. Can someone explain this to me? Bet the guy mentioned in #4 can ... maybe ...

The fear of Haruhi ... is the beginning of wisdom ...

8. hell girl words - English dub: "Oh pitiful shadow lost in the darkness, bringing pain & suffering to others ... Oh damned soul, wallowing in your sin ... Perhaps ... It is time to die ..."

                               Japanese dub according to subtitles: "Oh pitiful shadow lost in the darkness, demeaning & bringing harm to others ... A damned soul, wallowing in sin ... Care to give death a try?"

                               My interpretation: "Yer goin' t' heck n' gone! That or Cleveland!"

                               You: "No! ... No! ... Not that! ... Anything but that! ... I'd sooner go to Elkmont, Alabama! Aaaauuugh!"

We have nothing to fear but Hell Girl herself.

9. real anime girls - Um ... Not quite sure ... but ... I think it's called ANIME for a reason ... Just sayin' ...

10. azumanga daioh sakaki in boys uniform - GO RED RACCOON DOGS!

Tall is beutiful.

Azumanga Daioh: Too Much Cute here.

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Non-Negotiable: A Hell Girl Fan Fiction

The "D-Team". L-R Ren Ichimoku, Hone Onna, Kikuri, Ai Enma (Hell Girl) & Wanyudo.

                                     Non-Negotiable: A Hell Girl Fan Fiction

                                                                 by

                                                                     C V Ford

      "So", Ren called from the porch, "did it go well miss?"

      The somber young lady in black fuku raised her sight from where she was walking to the four on the porch.

      "As could  be expected. He's ..... thinking it over."

      "They often do." Hone Onna demurely sat lotus fashion to the left of the small houses' main entrance. The "bone womans'" role in this case as an office secretary revealed much about their client. "Though this one's not known for hasty descisions to begin with."

      "He didn't get to the top of one of the worlds' largest corporations through hastiness." Ren looked out over the crimson tinted lakeview. "He is, after all, quite the ..... uh ..... wheeler dealer."

      "I'll never understand this working away behind the scenes," Wanyudo stated. "It was there in my day but less so. We were more direct then."

      "He was ..... direct enough."

      The three adults looked at Ai quizzically while Kikuri sat seemingly unconcerned as she gazed on a spiderweb at the end of the porch.

      "He tried to negotiate a price of his own."

      Hone Onna, knowing something more of price said, "of course there's only one acceptable."

      "Yes .... "

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      Ken Fuyutsuke sat at his desk, both hands flat on the top. "Staring" up at him, the straw doll with red thread about the neck lay as stark testimony to the only one deal he couldn't talk down. A deal that could make his company ahead in the field for possibly decades but also "break" him for eternity.

      Yes, the object of his hatred was ruining the company. The advocacy of outmoded methods & misguided policy was bound to wreck everything. It was as if the firms' journey on the road to ruin was deliberate. The old fool was seemingly determined to destroy everything Ken & others had painstakingly built up. And Fuyutskes' hands were tied, unable to do anything to stop it. Unless .....

      He tried buying the young ladys' services to no avail. Hell had more than enough of its' own resources & of what use was money to the eternal anyway? No, only the usual one time fee would suffice. One he could not pay. Or could he?

      A conversation from long ago came to mind. Over cocktails in New York City with a journalist & author by the name of Peter Fallow. The writer made a reputation for himself in writing a first hand account of a civil rights case in which a one Sherman McCoy was exonerated.

      It was a philisophical conversation about compromise of principle & resulting loss. A passage from the Christian Bible came to mind & he asked it of the author:

      "For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?" (Mark 8:36)

      He remembered Fallow looking at him & without hesitation firing back a pithy reply that only Americans seemed good at giving.

      "It has its' compensations."

      Indeed .....

Copyright © 3-28-2012 Jay Agan
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I wrote this as a crossover of sorts to the film The Bonfire of the Vanities.

My Hell Girl fan fics:

Damnation & Denial here.

Application here.

Go to Main Page here.

Disclaimer: The preceeding is a NON-PROFIT work of fan fiction for entertainment purposes only. I make no claim to ownership of the copyrighted names/characters & places mentioned in this work. They are the sole properties of Studio Deen, Sentai Filmworks & Warner Bros. Please, by all means support the owners of such properties in the purchase & enjoyment of their products.

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Damnation and Denial: A Hell Girl Fanfiction

Hell Girl/Jigoku Shoujo "Ask not for whom she waits for. She waits for thee."
Credit: Studio Deen

                                      Damnation and Denial: A Hell Girl Fanfiction

                                                                         by

                                                                             C V Ford

      His struggle to revive over, the man looked up into the gray void above, faculties kicking in to the task of comprehension. He felt the gentle sway & rock of ..... "A boat?"

      Abruptly sitting up, his eyes traveled down the length of the small craft & into the pale, red-eyed visage of ..... her ..... that otherworldly young girl, appearing out of nowhere reciting that strange chant & even stranger gestures. Now he was ..... where?

      He scanned  a "360" out over the vast, stagnant, expanse. Only jutting rocks & floating paper lanterns lighting the way breaking the bleak monotony. Looming behind in the boats' direction a great black ceremonial gate rose through the oppressive haze. A heretofore fear of something denied all his life came to the forefront of the mans' mind. A fear of .....

      "Young lady!?" Dredging up courage to dispell his inwardly clawing doubts. "Explain yourself & this ..... Immediately!"

      The girl in the ornate flowered kimono stared back in emotionless, stoic, deadpan.

      "WHO are you!? WHAT is the meaning of this ..... & where are YOU taking me!?"

      Working the tiller/paddle side to side, she let out a wearied, slightly tortured sigh. In the centuries of executing her stygian task she had come to know the inevitable course of  conversation of his type all too well.

      "My name ..... is Ai ....."

      "So ....."

      "As for meaning, I have long since stopped questioning why things are as they are. I only know ..... THEY ARE ....."

      "....."

      "..... & where you are going is the place where the damned & dishonored dwell."

      "You don't mean ..... In all seriousness you believe such a place ....."

      "Yes ..... it is."

      "Young lady .....", he started in that faux serious mocking tone he was notoriously world famous for. "I've spent most of my life ..... proving time & again that such as you say is total rubbish, a demented fantasy. And if you think ..... for one moment I ....."

      "Your non-belief matters not."

      "Quite the contrary! I ....."

      "It is of no consequence."

       The eerie sereneness & finality of her abrupt replies only served to aggravate the arrogant scholar further. He decided on a new tack ....."

      "Really,"he drawled,"I suppose this loving God you serve is above the hypocrisy of condemning me ..... as if ....."

      "The ONE who even my master serves is blameless."

      "....."

      "It is we who condemn ourselves." Something she knew well enough, having separated herself from the divine so long ago. "As have you ..... & the one who entered into a covenant with me to take you here."

      "!?"

      "And your belief ..... or lack of it ..... is about to change."

      "Enough of this!"

      He held back. Even a fraction of his strength was more than enough to give him the physical advantage over this pale strip of a girl. His resolve to use it was tempered by giving her a last chance before he would take action.

      "It's obvious an enormously elaborate joke is being pulled on me. I ..... am ..... not ..... amused ..... in ..... the ..... slightest. You WILL turn  this boat around & you WILL take me to shore. NOW! ..... or else."

      The calm non-response from the girl as she continued moving the boat into the gates' shadow infuriated him to the point of action. He launched himself forward, fully intent on taking over & even administering some "chastisement" (A thought he now more than relished.) into the bargain.

      The man lurched back down as abruptly as he started. The multitude of hands, seemingly growing from the very wood grain of the vessel itself, held him firm, secure. The foundational cracks in his sanity growing ever wider.

      "Impossible! This isn't real! I refuse to accept even the possibility of this! This ....."

      The small boat passed under the black gate.

      "..... is vengeance. And I ..... am to ferry you to Hell."

Copyright © 3-8-2012 Jay Agan


Another Hell Girl fan fiction story here.

Hell Girl reviews here & here.

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