Vincent felt a soft breeze on his face and opened his eyes slightly the sun was out and birds where chirping.
What the hell just happened. He thought as he pulled out his radio.
"Delta 2 to base camp dos any one read me over?" Vincent asked sitting up the radio was top notch and never failed but for some reason it stayed quiet. Vincent flung the radio aside and pulled out a small hand held satellite feed and see if he could see where he was but nothing worked no internet and the date wasn’t even reading there was just nothing there. Vincent was scared to death he didn’t know what to do he put the stuff away and got up and pulled the Lancer off his back and started his walk into the forest. "We aint in Kansas any more." Vincent said softly to him self as he looked at all the wired plants he had never been to Japan so it would seem wired to him. "Hello!" he yelled trying to see if any one was around.
(He is English so I would think only Kagome would understand him since most Japanese school students have to learn a bit of English.)
He lifted his Lancer in the air and shoot off 3 loud rounds that echoed though the forest all the birds screeched and flew away.
Vincet looked up as the last shot rang out the through the forest and noticed a figure crouched along the shadows. It moved swiftly and he knew that it was trouble. The fire colored hair on its head glistened in the shadows, creeping quickly forwards. The ears twitched. It had tanned skin with black strips and a massive tail. "What the ********!" Vincent yelled leaping back slightly. The large tiger demon reached out for him, its paw large and grabbing. He roared, his red eyes glistening with the thrill of the kill. His hair swung around him, the sweat glistening on his body. There was an evil glint in his eye as he attacked, pushing forward towards Vincent. Vincent froze for a second and then yelled with anger and started to unload on the beastie. The tiger roared, the blood spotting the ground around him as he stumbled back, confused as to what could possibly be happening. Vincent reloaded quickly and rushed the tiger unloading on the daemon.
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The tiger gave another great leap, hoping to take Vincent down with him, his blood draining quickly from his wounds. The hiss that left his mouth died quickly in his throat and he was weak, and fell to the ground, staring up at him. Vincent walked over to the daemon aiming his gun at the creatures head. “What has happened?” He asked hopeing to get a answer why there was no communications or satellite. The blood was soaking the tiger demon's silk white pants, blending with the orange in his tail and the tanned tint to his skin. Vincent was speaking gibberish to him, not comprehending the fact that they didn't speak English. Vincent yelled in anger and stomped on the tigers head with a loud crunch and it laid dead.
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