SENNEN: Realit Ima Imagination

{ For all those wondering why the title is Sennen , and for those who don't know what a Sennen is , ..it is another name for the millenium items. Like the Millenium eye or the Millenium Rod..ooppss i said rod..hmmmm rod ..Oh sorry I got lost for a moment there.. back to what i was saying.In this storie I am giving a few of my fave authoresses' their own yamis and their own custom Sennen or Millenium Items...I'd like to also thank the great, beautiful, and very very talented Ballroom Blitz for helping me,,putting up with me , and supporting me all the way..and for that I'll adore her FORVER... he he.. And i would also like to thank also the one they call Spleef for putting up with me also..Oh and just to keep away the evil evil legal mumbo jumbo stuff i don't claim anng eng except for the stuff that isnt about YUGI-OH..} @#$%&$@#% but i do claim this ~~~~~~>

NOW EVERYONE CAN YOU UNZIP THIS FOR MY STORY? CAN YA HUH CAN YA?? I HOPE SO FOR YOUR SAKE
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The five distraught teens stood in a group by Ashlees' car facing their once fair city, mouths open in dismay at what lay before them. What they saw were cars that had been abandoned and or wrecked in some form or fashion, trash lying on the ground all over. Smoke billowed from fires, some which were appaerent had been started by wrecked cars, others maybe set on purpose, but the main thing everyone noticed right off hand was that there were no people in sight only a stray dog or two that were searching for food.

"What happened here? This is awful." Jamie asked the question that was on all their minds.

"I don't know it looks like some form of disaster happened while we were gone to Las Vegas." a frightened looking Josh said wiping tears from his eyes, which had strarted to come at a steady pace from the moment they saw their home.

Ashlee looking just as frightened stepped up and said something else that the five teens were all thinking. " I think the big question that needs to be asked is who did this and why did they do it."

" Maybe we should get in the car and find somebody like the police or a fireman or someone, anyone to tell us what the hell has happened and who the hell did all this and pronto!." said Morgan with a flushed face and through the tears still slowly falling down her cheeks.

"Indeed we should!" Ashlee said as she jumped up wal walked back to the drivers side, then stepped up to take her place behind the wheel.

" I agree with you there girl!" and "Fuck yeah we should !" were the responses heard from the group of teens, who were starting to get psyched about finding out what had happened. They then steppedy fry from each other and got back into the car and into the safety of their seats.

The 5 young adults closed their doors and then buckled themselves in while Ashlee inserted the key into the ignition and started the SUV back up. She pulled the car back onto the highway and gunned it towards the city.

They were about five minutes from the outskirts of town and were coming close to the hill called Johnsons' Drop, which got it's name from a kid that died there in the late 80's in some kind of freak accident, when Josh noticed a sound outside the car. It was unlike anything he had heard before.

"Hey yalll hush for a second i hear something." Josh said motioning for the group to be quite as he listened." and turn off the engine will ya Ash, and roll yalls windows down also." he added in a quite tone.

Ashlee stopped the car as quickly and quitely as possible and then switched the engine off, rolled down the windows and sat there quitely listening.

"What are we listening for exactly dude?." Jamie whispered to his friend as they all sat very quite and as still as possible.
" Nevermind i hear it!." he spoke after hearing what they were listening for.

"What is that.."Morgan said pauseing to listen.

"It sounds like a motor of some type, maybe." Darek who had remained silent thus far chimed in. mot motorcycle to be exact!" Darek added raiseing his voice so he could be heard over the sound.

Jamie, who was yelling so he could be heard over the sound of the engine, said towards Darek " What type of motorcycle is that , I ' ve never heard an engine that sounded like this before?."

Rolling up his window, Darek motioned for the rest to do the same. They did the same as Darek, as he spoke up lowering his voice " Neither have I, but it sounds almost like a Hy Day Davidson , with some major modifications, what type of Harley i don't know exactly, it's too off off to tell.

Suddenly the sound came closer and the windows shook from the vibration of the engine. They all looked up and to their left slightly at Johnsons' Drop where they saw the source of the sound.

What came over the hilltop was most unexpected, a woman sitting ontop of a motorcycle flying towards them down Johnsons' Drop.
They could tell she had a leather out fit on, material from the skirt caught in the wake of the her on her Harley. The skirt is made of something shimering in the sun, as the rays are reflected off the bikes gold accents, and against the jewerly that was scattered over her form. Accentuating her chest as something well protected, and endowed, was a chain mail vest that glittered darkly in the shelter of her bikers jacket, which was curntly holding her clothes on. See she didn't have to wear panty hose, you see (besides right down the top of that dress into the twin's valley), she had baby skin as one could tell by the fact her skirt had blown about her wait, flapping in the winds of her approach.
Black skull and spiked jewelry all done in silver,some of it leather boundhung from various parts of her body, some of it leather bound. But what they really notice is the sword in her hand, long and threatening looking, which has something round on the tip of it's blade, and was covered in some form of liquid that looked alot like blood. What ever the fluid was covered the blade, the wind causing it to travel upwards onto the hilt and onto her hand in red intracaes, acasionally dripping to the ground.
The woman on the bike also wore a helmet. The helmet was full face, black with a gold visor covering her eyes.On the side of her head protection were the letters B & B back to back in a rich shade of purple that was outlined in gold trim, that also had some red splattered across the surface of the helmet. The red they could tell wasn't paint but some other form of dried fluid.

"Who the fuck is that and what is that in her hand!" Exclaimed a gap mouthed Josh, who looked at the others, all of whom were staring at the woman on her bike racing down towards them at an incredible speed.
"Well who ever it is, looks like she's a few sandwiches short of a picnic basket " Morgan said as her lips started to tremble as the crazy woman got closer and closer by the second.
"And I'm afraid that whatever that is in her hand, and whover it is , they aren't part of a welcoming commitee for us. I can tell you that for a fact." Ashlee said with a look of terror on her face which now had tears streaming wet trails down her face. The biker gaining speed and ground was a good few hundreded yards away, was picking up speed coming down the hill, and getting even closer to them.
" Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!" Morgan started screaming as she noticed what was on the tip of the biker womans' blade tip.
"Whatit? it? What's wrong?" Josh asked the screaming teen, glancing from the frightened girl to the apparently psychotic woman flying towards their car on the motorcycle.
Trying to calm down enough to tell them what was wrong, Morgan clenched her fists and slowly spoke " Th, the, the, there is a head on the end of the blade." eyes closed she continued to speak. " And i k itk it is a, a, I can't , i just can't finish." she then broke down and started sobbing heavily, her chest heaving with each sob.
" Its allright just calm down and tell us." Darek spoke as softly as was possible, but loudly because of the oncoming motorcycle.
" Wait!" Jamie interupted. " I know what she was trying to say, she was trying to say that it looks like a womans head on the tip of that fucking bikers sword." he continued as he stared out the window at the woman.
The sound of the motor was deafening now as the woman was now only a few dozen feet away from them all. They could also her the psycho lady screaming something at the top of her lungs, tho they could not tell what she was yelling.
Ashlee turned the key in the ignition when she noticed that Jamie was correct about it being a head on the end of her sword. She meant to put the car in reverse, really, but she was panicing and shaking so badly that she put it into neautral.Without glancing to see what gear it was actually in, she slammed her foot down onto the gas pedal, going nowhere.
By then the biker woman was on top of them. As they noticed the car was in neautral, they heard a loud thud as the severed head was tossed from the sword and onto the hood of the drivers Explorer, bouncing onto the windshield cracking the glass, splattering blood all over the place and then settleing onto the hood with the mouth open and facing the five teens.
All five teens stared at the head that was thrown onto the hood in shock and disbelief. What they say was like something out of a horror movie.
The eyeballs of the woman had been sliced open and the jellied insides were oozing out and onto the nose. A nose which had been crushed as if something big and solid had struck it. The jaw of the poor woman broken, was hanging slack and part of the way loose from where it should have been.
There were marks carved into the skin of the head. The marks almost resembled ancient Egyptian hyroglyphics except for the numbers inserted randomly on her face. Other than the marks , you could also see blood vessels, broken from some kind of trauma or brute force to the face.
After staring at the mutilated head for a few seconds, the two girls in the car started screaming at the top of their lungs as the biker screeched her tires a few hundred feet behind the Explorer and turned the motorcycle around. She pulls up beside the gray SUV, reached up, unstrapps her helmet and pulls it off to reaveal a very beautiful face with long wild looking black hair. The wild haired lady opens her mouth to reveal pearl white teeth with fangs that had apparently been sharpened. The way she opens her mouth is in a very wicked but innocent way that makes her look very sexy but at the same time very freightening.
Tap, tap, tap is the sound you hear as she knocks on the window to get the teens attention away from the severed head on their car. She then puts her sword into its sheath that is on her back. A sheath made of gold, with a strap that is inlaid with intricacies of design. The sheath is a very pretty but also very deadly looking sheath.
The two girls stop screaming and look along with the other three teens at the wild haired lady that has just thrown a severed head onto there hood.
The lady pulls out a pack of smokes, switches her cycle off and motions for them to roll down there window.The scared teens look at her as if she must be joking...
The biker knocks again this time with more force cracking the window in the process, as she is getting annoyed at the people in the car.
Jamie fearing for his life asks the others in the car what should they do. "Should I roll the window down or not?" he posts to the others.
"Hell no she might kill us if you do!" Ashlee says tears streaking her pretty face and her whole body starts to shake.
" Yeah but she might also kill us if we don't hunny." says Jamie as he looks from the impatient growing lady standing outside thier car to his trembleing girlfrind.
" Yeah, but at least if we don't roll the window down she doesnt have a chance to get in as easily as souldould if you rolled down the glass!" shrieked Morgan from the bqack of the vehicle.
Reaching over he locks the doors and then touches the button that rolls the winow down Jamie says to his friends " Well thats just a chance we have to take.." then rolls the window down just enough for them to speak out.
" Wha, wha, wha, what do you want maam?" Jamie asks as he starts to shake and wimper , trying to keep from breaking down and screaming as he feels it is nessecary that he be man about this.
" Well first off don't call me maam' i'm not an old hag. Second i don't suppose you have a light for my joint would you , i lost my zippo?" the smiling woman says to the frieghtened kids.
" Umm umm, umm.." Jamie stutters through the window.
" Come on cutie do you have a light or not i dont have all day ya kno'. I still have some killing to do the biker lady say interupting the young man.
Gaining his composure Jamie responds to the crazy wild haired bikers request. " Sorry, we actually don't smoke so we dont have a lighter, i'm sorry."
The lady looks away from Jamie for a second obviously not liking the answer she got from the boy, then saysto him " Hmm, you don't huh!"
" No we don't. I really am sorry that we cant help you." Jamie says starting to feel more confident talking to the pretty lady.
" Well i'm really sorry that i have to do this then!" the angry biker says as she pulls her sword from her back and stabbs it through the glass all in one fluid motion, as it is very noticable that she was skilled in doing this.
As the sword broke the glass it also pierces the mans shoulder, going in a good two inches and scraping bone as it peirces the skin and draws a great amount of blood.
Twisting the blade in her hand the crazed biker started laughing at the the top of her lungs like a lunatic that has just found his long lost sanity in the back of his empty mind.
Crying out in pain as the sword pierces his skin, Jamie starts grabbing at his shoulder and the twisting blade trying to stop it from twisting and doing further and more importantly permant or fatal damage.
As he grabs the blade and tries to pull it out it cuts the palm of his hand drawing even more blood , but Jamie seems to not care and continues to try and remove the penetrating blade.
As the blood starts to gush intensely from his shoulder Ashley and the other teens start to scream and yell for her to stop it before she kills him.
Cocking her head to the side the woman stops twisting the sword for a moment to think , and then she removes the sword quickly and puts the tip of the weapon to her mouth and proceeds to taste the warm red liquid that is all over the blade now.
" Hmm not bad, but missing something, ahh yes the thrill of the chase this would be so much better if yall would run now." said the psychitic person as her eyes glaze over with the thought of the chase to come.
The teens just sat there staring gap jawed at her while Ashley tended to Jamies' wounds.
"What do u think ur doing sittin' hereon your asses! Go On! Git, be gone now. Shoo!!" said the person standing beside their car holding the sword in hand.
The people in the car continued to stare at her.
" BOOO!! " she screamed and jumped torwards the teens as she hit the side of the car to make them go.
The teens started to scream as the red headed driver threw the car into drive and slammed her foot down onto the accelerator, squeeling her tires and leaving tread marks and a trail of smoke behind them.
Jumping on her bike the sicko turned the key in the ignition but all she got was a clicking sound and a noise that kinda sounded like a dull based out siren..
" Fuckin' piece of shit starter. I knew i shouldnt have stole it from that damm old peddaler, stupid thing is a piece of shit, but its all i can do untill i get to Las Angeles and visit my good ol' friend Big Senge."
Big Senge who was 6'2", 285 pounds, and had flames tattoed up one arm and down the other, ran a well known, but underground motorcycle shop in L.A.. He got his name from an accident where he was working on a cycle and some dolt spilled gas all over the engine and it caught fire and burned che chest and left leg real bad.
The wild haired brunette got off her motorcycle and stood there for a moment looking at her engine. After a intense and ugly stare she kicked the motorcycle's engine close to the starter and cursed as the kick jarred her foot.
She turned the key again and the engine roared to life and she jumped onto the seat of her bike, revved it up a couple of times and then kicked the kickstand up,
She peeled out as she took off and rode in the general direction that the teens and their gray suv went. She searched in all directions for almost an hour. After getting tired of searching and also annoyed with herself for losing the teens, she gave up on her search and decided to head back to her headquarters where her lover was waiting on her return