I have to save you all... And you hate me. Good. [Hiei story] Chapter 5

Created by habit4you on Sunday, November 08, 2009

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*Gang’s Point of View*

Kuwabara walked back, still in his confused state.

“Why didn’t she want to hang out with us?” he asked dumbly. The fire demon scoffed at the idiot.

“Because you baka she believes that she is above us,” he replied, sneering as he looked off at the girl walking. There was something about her that seemed familiar, but after that, all Hiei wanted to do was rip her to shreds.

“I still don’t get it,” Kuwabara replied, looking at each boy.

“Geesh Kuwabara! She basically called us retarded! She doesn’t think we’re worth the time to hang out and that she’ll be dumb too!” Yusuke yelled at him, thumping him on the head.

“What?! Hey I’m not stupid!” Kuwabara yelled.

“Yes we can all see that,” Hiei replied, beginning to walk off before his ears began to bleed. Kurama began walking with him as well.

“Hiei, have you noticed that she seems familiar almost?” Kurama questioned, looking down at the fire demon.

“Hn at first, but after that all I want to do is rip her to pieces,” he replied, glaring daggers at the girl as she turned a corner. Kurama nodded his head in agreement.

“Yes, that really was not very nice of her,” he said out loud, thinking absent mindedly.

“Oh Hiei, have you figured out the riddle yet?” Kurama asked curiously, looking over. The fire demon growled.

“No, not yet. It’s been bugging me every since Zankoku told me it. I feel like the answer is right there, but can’t get it,” he replied, still growling in frustration.

“How did it go again?” Kurama questioned.

“ ‘Give me food and I will live; give me water and I will die,’ “ Hiei said, repeating the riddle. Kurama nodded his head, thinking. However, they arrived at homeroom and sat in their same seats as yesterday, in two seats in front of Kyuuseishu.

*Your P.O.V.*

The half breed and kitsune finally came into class. You lightly touched their minds, seeing what they had thought of your comment. You smirked, seeing how pissed the fire demon was and how offended the soft hearted Yoko was. It almost made you chuckle, but you kept it to yourself. You also noticed they had talked of the riddle you had given. This you smirked at.

‘I really don’t think he’ll get it,’ you think. ‘Well, least with training they’ll despise Zankoku and, once I reveal myself, they’ll just continue with their hatred towards me. Just how I’ve planned it.” You did not want to consider the detectives as “allies” as Kuroi had put it. You didn’t need anyone, only Kuroi and the dragons. That was it.

School went by quickly, nothing eventful happening. You walked off the grounds, heading towards your house in the secluded woods. You arrived to see Kuroi and the dragons on the couch huddled together and watching the television. You gave them all an odd look.

“This is a new sight. What made this happen?” you questioned, looking at the nine of them. Kuroi looked over at you, giving you his wolf grin.

‘We got bored. Besides, these human shows are interesting,’ he said, looking back over at the screen. You also looked over the screen. You saw this guy in a house and looking as if he was giving the audience a tour. You wrinkled your nose, thinking that was stupid. Why would you show someone your house and give away where you lived and what the inside your house looked like? Then any enemies could plan where your weak spots. It made no sense to you.

You turned around to walk up the stairs and entered your room. You walked over to your bed and laid down, sighing. ‘Wonder when Koenma wants me to start training them?’ you thought curiously. As soon as you had finished your thought, a bird came flying to your window and landed on your window sill, lightly tapping on it. You rolled over to the other side of your bed, got up and walked to the window. You opened it, held out your hand, and the bird hopped into your hand. You saw that it had a message and took it. It read:

Dear Zankoku,

If you are not busy, I was hoping to request your presence today so that you can start training my Spirit Detectives. We can also discuss a schedule time of when you will come to train the Detectives and also payment.

Sincerely,

Koenma, Jr. Prince of Spirit World

‘Well, that answers my question,’ you thought, letting the bird out through the window. You thought of what to bring as you glanced over to your scythe, a smirk coming to your face. You knew exactly what to bring. Deciding to get ready, you turned on your stereo.

“Slowly she gets in and I begin to lynch her with sixty six inches of extension

Yeah baby (cord) do that dance it’s the last dance you’ll ever get the chance to do. Girl shake that ass. You ain’t ever gunna break that glass, the windshield’s too strong for you.

I said yeah baby sing that song it’s the last song you’ll ever get the chance to sing you sexy little thing show me what you got girl give it your all look at you ball why you crying at me? Same song and dance.”

You chuckled to yourself, singing along to the lyrics. Eminem always seemed to make you chuckle. It was probably because of his sick humor. Oh well.

You decided to wear the same assassin outfit. However, instead of the black mask, you decided to wear a purple scarf that covered your whole face from under your eyes. You also put on a black coat. (picture at bottom) You gathered your 1911 gun (picture at bottom), some knives, and also strapped your katana to your side. Once you thought you were ready, you lifted your scythe from the wall and hung it over your shoulder (like how the dwarves in Snow White carried their axes lol). You looked at yourself in your mirror, smirking. You knew this was going to be fun.

You made a portal form in front of you and stepped through, arriving in front of Koenma’s office instantly. You quietly walked up, waiting for the door to open. After a few minutes, you became annoyed. You put down your scythe and put your hands together, almost as if you were praying. In the next instant, the door shattered into a million pieces, with the rubble being dust and lightly falling all around you. You picked up your scythe as you looked at the Spirit Detectives and Koenma, all who had their mouths hanging open, excluding Hiei, although he had a very shocked expression on his face. You causally walked in, waiting. Finally, Koenma snapped out of his shocked state.

“H-h-hello Z-zan-zankoku. H-how are y-yo-you?” Koenma asked, stuttering.

“Pleasant. Yourself?” you replied icily, still having that mixed gender voice.

“Q-qu-quite a-alright, t-th-th-thank y-y-you,” he finally said, gulping a fresh breathe of air. You snickered silently. Koenma turned back to the Spirit Detectives and cleared his throat, gaining their attention.

“Well boys, I have already explained why Zankoku is here,” Koenma said, nervously glancing over at you. “So, I guess I should let you be on your way. Good luck!” Koenma said again, giving the boys a look saying You-Wont-Last-A-Minute. You smirked at this and walked out, scythe still hanging off your shoulders.

The boys turned around, watching you walk away, but then began to follow you and trying to keep a good distance from your scythe. You knew your way around the palace. However, ghost of memories only seemed to haunt the palace for you, as you began to remember.

“Honey, this is the ruler of the Spirit World. Say hello.” “But he’s only a baby! What’s a baby doing ruling a world?!” A young man laughs, while his wife looks at the child disapprovingly. The baby yells, “I am not a baby! I’m older than youuu!” “So what! I’m a big girl and you’re just a baby in diapers so nyah,” a young girl said, sticking her tongue out, closing one eye and pulling the lower eye lid down of her other eye. The young man laughed again, a warm and heartfelt laugh. His wife also laughed, making it sound like a symphony was playing. The young girl smiled a bright white smile, her bright blue eyes full of life and happiness. No trace of….

You shook your head and grumbled incoherently to yourself. “Screw you this place,” you mumbled, continuing to walk down the halls till you reached the outside courtyard where the training ring was. You quickly disappeared and reappeared in the middle of the ring. You slowly turned around to look at the boys, who were looking at you a little confused. You smirked under your hood.

“Hello, boys. Welcome to hell. And believe me when I say that because I’ve been there, and I’ll make this to be exactly like it,” you said in a menacing voice as you looked up at the boys, your black voids staring at them with pure menace. The boys gulped, slightly worried what you’ll make them do. You cackled lightly, enjoying the fear oozing out from their bodies. It almost gave you a rush.

“Now,” you said, still staring at the boys, “run five hundred laps around the mansion in two hours.”

The boys looked at you, now shocked.

“Bu-bu-but,” Kuwabara began. You glared at him, disappearing and reappearing behind him. You had your scythe underneath his chin, hovering deadly close to his neck.

“No buts, boy. You say one more word and I’ll cut your fucking head off and then ask where you headed off to.” You paused, and then said, “Get it, headed off to?”

Kuwabara and the rest of the boys’ eyes got wide and they looked at you like you were insane. You looked at each one, a glint in your eye showing them you could possibly be unstable. You withdrew your scythe, your eyes giving them a menacing stare again.

“Five hundred laps. Go. Now,” you growled at them, and they began to start their five hundred labs around the mansion. You smirked, satisfied that you had convinced them that you really were some psychotic killer that loved to play with its prey. Which, in some ways, was true. You shook your head, mentally laughing at the whole scenario.

‘Boy, wont they be in a surprise,’ you said, smirking.



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Here's what you look like with your cloak. Just imagine there's a purple scarf that covers your neck, mouth, and nose.


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Here's your 1911 gun. It is one of your prized posessions.

Also, if anyone caught the Eminem references, kudos to you haha The song Kyuuseishu sings is called Same Song and Dance by Eminem. It's quite a creepy song, which I thought added to Kyuuseishu's creepy personality. Also, the part where she threatens to cut off Kuwabara's head and ask where he's headed off to, that is also part of an Eminem song called Underground. I thought I'd put the credit in for using his songs in my story.

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