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writing space so the prologue has been split in 2. This is the
second part.

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	The Great Holy Wars
	Part Prologue : Return to El-Hazard
	An El-hazard fanfic and
	also a Wonderings of Reality Story
	written by Jenny 'Android18' Chan
	android18@hotmail.com
	http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Pagoda/4071/index.html

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	Makoto quietly got off the boat that had brought him, the
priestesses, and Fujisawa-sensei to the forbidden island. Ura
had wrapped herself around Makoto now and sniffed the air for
any danger.
	"The place looks deserted," Fujisawa observed, looking
around.
	Makoto pointed to the center of the island. "Come on. If
she's here, then she's going to be in the tomb. We have to get
there."
	The priestesses and Fujisawa agreed with him and they
quickly and quietly made there way to the center of the island.
Shayla put her hand on a rock, and other rock slid over to
reveal an opening in a mountain.
	They all file in and using their memory of last time,
made their way down to the tomb. Unfortunately, when Ifurita
had awakened, she had left the island by crashing right
through the top of the mountain.
	As a result, the place was a mess and highly unstable.
	"There it is!!" Makoto cried, running into the tomb. 
	Suddenly, after he went in, a door slammed down behind him,
trapping him in the tomb, and separating him from his friends.
It was a thick door, and Makoto couldn't even hear his friends,
even if they pounded on it and screamed his name.
	Makoto swallowed and turned to look at the room. It was
very different from the last time he was there. 
	A feeling of great age and isolation was still in the
tomb, but now, rocks and bits of ceiling were littered on the
floor.
	Instinctively, Makoto ran up to the carved out bed in
the middle of the room where Ifurita had slept in for several
millennia.
	Nothing was there.
	"Maybe I were wrong," He said quietly. "I don't think
she's here." She referred to Jene.
	"No. You weren't wrong. I am here." Said a voice.
	Makoto looked up to see the girl floating in the air. She 
held the staff with the bottom pointed at him as though she 
would blast him with it, much like Ifurita had done.
	"You know," Jene said slowly. "I was the one who put
Ifurita into her sleep here. From the looks of things, she
slept here for a long time and only recently awakened." 
	Jene idly wiped a finger along a piece of stone. "So
how long was she asleep? 500 years? 1000?"
	For some reason, Makoto answered her. "She was asleep
here for many millennia."
	"Oh really?" Jene asked. "You seem very knowledgeable about
her, Makoto Mizuhara." Then, she paused and her voice got
cold. "Where is she?" 
	"This is what I've been trying to tell you," Makoto said.
"Ifurita... isn't here any more."
	"Where is she?" Jene repeated.
	"She's gone from El-Hazard. Through the Eye of God."
	Jene raised an eyebrow. "The Eye of God? First you talk of
the demon-god, now you speak of the Eye of God? You seem very
knowledgeable about ancient El-Hazardian technology, Makoto
Mizuhara."
	Makoto spread his hands. "It's a long story. Maybe I'll
tell it to you sometime, but I want you to know this. I would
never do anything to harm Ifurita. She... she means more to me
then you'll ever know. She is no longer a slave to the holder
of the staff."
	"And how would you know this?" Jene demanded.
	Makoto took a deep breathe. "I am not part of this world.
Like you, I came here from other dimension. When I came here, I
gained an ability. The ability to identify, work and understand 
ancient El-Hazardian technology, when I touch it. And... I used
my ability to free Ifurita from the staff."
	"You are lying. That is too coincidental." 
	"How do you want me to prove it to you?!" He shouted.
	Jene was silent. Then, she took both her swords out of
their sheath and flung them at him. Stunned, Makoto didn't move.
	The swords stuck themselves, blade down, into the ground
only a few inches away from Makoto's feet.
	"One of those swords is El-Hazardian technology." Jene
said coolly. "The other came from another world, not entire unlike
this one. Identify which sword originated in El-Hazard, and I
will believe you."
	"Very well..." Makoto grasped both handles which each hand
then fell silent.
	One of the swords suddenly sent images and flashes through
his mind's eye and he suddenly knew which one was made in 
El-Hazard.
	Makoto looked up at Jene and removed his hands. Then, he
grasped the handle of the smaller sword and pulled it out of the
ground. "This one was made in El-Hazard."
	"Very good." Jene said. "Now tell me how it works."
	Makoto looked at the blade, and fingered the markings, as
well as the hole in the blade. "This sword allows you to travel
within a dimension, by cutting black holes in the air. When
charged up for a longer time, it will let you cut a black hole
that will enable you to travel to another dimension."
	Jene smiled. "Very good, Makoto Mizuhara." She floated
down to the ground and walked to him, stopping a few meters away
from him. "You have been telling the truth about your ability.
I trust you to speak the truth and I trust that you DO love
Ifurita as much as you claim to. But now, I demand to know 
exactly WHAT happened to Ifurita and HOW did it concern the 
eye of god."
	Makoto swallowed and looked right into her eyes. They were
not steely black now, but a warm shade of blue.
	And he told her. He told her everything that had happened
and how Ifurita had been sent away, to save El-Hazard. He
told her how he had been trying to find a way to get to her.
	When he was done, he looked her in the eye again. "Why did 
you want to know so badly?"
	A flicker of emotion passed through Jene's eyes and for a
moment, she looked ashamed. But only for a moment. Then, she
spoke.
	"I... I use to know Ifurita. Before she became a weapon
of destruction. Before they started to call her the demon-god.
I use to know a pretty, little girl with whitish bluish hair
and the most beautiful blue eyes in all the worlds."
	Makoto stared at Jene. "You..."
	Jene was openly ashamed. "And... I wronged her. I did her
a terrible wrong, and I will never be able to forgive myself
for it." 
	Makoto stared at Jene. "You... use to know Ifurita."
	Jene nodded. "Yes." Then, she smiled and looked at Makoto.
It was the first non-threatening smile she had given him. "Do 
you want me to tell you about her?"
	"YES!!" Makoto cried. "Please! Oh, I love her so and...
no one here can understand why! They all think of her as a
robot. As something un-human! They can't understand why I
love her, they don't see her as the human I see her as! Please...
tell me how she use to be! Please!"
	Jene smiled. "It's a long story though."
	"I don't care," Makoto said. "I... I have to know about
Ifurita. She didn't have any memories when I left her... I gave
her some of my own but... I must know about her."
	Jene was silent. She went over to a fallen column and sat
down. Makoto boldly sat down beside her.
	Jene's eyes were closed. She seemed to be thinking. "How
would you like me to help you with the Eye of God so you can
find Ifurita?" She finally asked.
	"Y-you know how it works?" Makoto asked.
	Jene laughed. "I should. After all I helped build it."
	Makoto stared at Jene, but she didn't notice. Instead, she
continued to speak.
	"Very well. I will help you with the eye. I will also tell 
you about Ifurita."

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