Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip, that started from this Nippon port aboard this tiny ship. The mate was a mighty sword-slinger, the skipper tall and pale, five passengers set out that day on a three-hour sail, a three-hour sail. The weather started getting rough, the tiny ship was tossed, if not for the courage of the fearless crew, the Noonza would be lost, the Noonza would be lost. They hit the ground on the shore of this uncharted desert isle, with Gourrigan, the Red Priest too, the chimera man and his leech, the sorceress, the Trickster and Firia...here on Gourrigan's Isle!

On Gourrigan's Island, nothing much is happening. People are sitting on the beach. Everybody has their own Anjin-sama plushie, compliments of Anjin's last visit. Gourrigan is chucking rocks towards the sea, when a black hole with a hand coming out one side appears, (when I say "black hole", I don't mean star that has a gravity so dense it has collapsed in on itself, creating something soooooo dense that not even light can escape it. I mean just a black circle in the air, just sitting there,) and the rock flys into the side of the hole without the hand.

Hole: Ow! %@(#)^!

Gourrigan: .....?

Amelia: That hole just talked. (Waves hand in front of face) Hmm. I guess I'm still seeing correctly. Do you guys see this too?

Everybody who was talking or asleep sit up and pay attention to the black hole. The other side of the hole sprouts a hand, then a sleeve-a familiar black sleeve-then a foot ...then another foot...then some black hakama...then an orange tail. Now it's a body with a black hole covering the area where the head and one arm should be...Then out comes the head.... It's Anjin-sama (as if you didn't know that already).

Anjin: Hi! ^_^

Xellos: Damn you for plagiarism.

Anjin: Shut up!

Anjin's arm, now fully out of the hole-which was actually the spell he uses for his sleeve-pulls back, as if to back hand Xellos. He swings and misses completly as Xellos jumps back Anjin reaches back again and swings, even though Xellos is 2 metres away. 3 metal afro picks (Anjin's shriuken-style weapon of choice) fly towards Xellos, who, not expecting that, doesn't react quickly enough to teleport, and is smacked by one in the face. One slices through his cloak and the other cuts off a tuft of hair, which floats to the ground.

Xellos: .....

Gourrigan's Island cast: ......

Anjin: Cool,huh? I added those to my arsenal yesterday.

Mass twitching.

Anjin: Yeah, I got those to deal with such pests as Hoowee.

Amelia: Hoowee the Dark elf? What did she do to you? It would be very un-just to...

Anjin passes out ear plugs to get the point across.

Amelia: I don't see why you people don't like to hear about justice. Justice is the very basis of ....

Everyone puts in ear plugs.

Amelia: Alright! I'll stop!

Everyone takes out earplugs.

Anjin: I forgot you guys weren't in the fic where Hoowee challenged me and Weirdo, so you guys wounldn't know about it.

Zangulus: She challenged you? Thanks for reminding me. Gourrigan I challenge you!

Gourrigan: Get a life.

Zangulus: Ouch.

Anjin: So she challenged me because of my stereo-typing of australians. Even though Ben is a real person and I asked if I could write him into the story.

Xellos: Ben is real? Yeah right.

Anjin throws 10 afro picks at Xellos, who was ready this time and teleports out of the way. The afropicks fly into a tree, tearing it to shreds

Anjin: He is. But it's not really Hoowee I'm afraid of. It's Weirdo and I get the feeling this is going to be a melee, not a joint battle against Hoowee. Hoowee versus me and Weirdo-san.

Xellos: (from two meters overhead) I hope they both destroy you!

Anjin closes his eyes and massages his temples then calmly pulls out the beam buster rifle and starts shooting at Xellos who, not expecting an attack, again is fried. He falls to the ground and lands on his crispified head coughing up smoke.

Xellos: Oochies, that really really hurt ...that thing is designed to take out about ten mechas at a time, not one mazuko, you know.

Anjin: Yeah, I know, but you where getting annoying. Anyway, even Oni's going to be there. [Fionavar: What about me, hey? All this hard work, and I don't even get a cameo? Damn.]

Oni appears out of nowhere

Oni: Yes, I'm going to be there to co-write. BWAHAHAHAHA!

Mass double sweatdrop.

Anjin: Hehehehe.

Oni: What are you giggling about?

Anjin mumbles something.

Oni: What? (Leans closer to Anjin.)

Anjin:Well, it's just that...

Before Oni can react, Anjin pulls a bucket of cold water out of his sleeve and flings the water at Oni.

Oni: What the...(everything turns slow motion-y.) (In a really low slow voice due to slow motion:) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Oni is hit by the water and turns into Oni-chan. Oni-chan, still reeling backwards from trying to escape the water, trips over a rock sticking out of the sand and falls flat on her back. Anjin runs over to her and wraps her like a birthday present in her trenchcoat then picks up the trenchcoat-wrapped-oni-chan and flings her back to where she came from to find some hot water.

Anjin: Well that was fun. Just wait till Hoowee, Weirdo, Oni/Oni-chan, and myself finish the story. There will be more choas and wierdness than you can shake a stick at.

Anjin's Note:Oni turned into Oni-chan becuase in a previous fight with Oni, I dumped the spring water from Ranma that makes you turn into a girl when cold water is splashed on you. Tanks for your time, Anjin.