Disclamier: I do not own Yu Yu Hakuho and I would like to thank my beta reader Samairi.
What we now know
I awoke to a familiar sense: trees, wind, grass blades. It was the prison I could not escape. I looked around for my cellmate, ally, friend, and personal demon. I looked around for any face—any at all—looked for a life besides my own but found none. None at least that could talk or be of any use. Instead I found the rocks I used to mark the perimeter of the hell for two. Marker rocks, I called them. They told us where the boundaries were, which is a very important thing. If you don't know where the boundaries are, you'll run head long into them. You'll hurt yourself and whoever you dragged with you. That's something myself and Hiei now know all to well.
We were imprisoned by a demon named Shion, an experience I will never forget. Nor will I ever forget the eyes or laughter of something so evil. But it's because he was so evil that we were assigned the mission to bring him to justice. We were told that Shion was responsible for the kidnapping and torture of both humans and demons alike. He had evaded capture many times, his motive and methods were completely unknown, and caution was the most important and I were sent as scouts, sent to gather information while Kuwabara, Yusuke and Kurama were sent to search for any allies he might have had. The progress was slow and mostly my fault—I am only human after all. And if Hiei talked at all it was usually to complain. About me or that I'm human—thus weak and incompetent. Or sometimes he would complain of 'babysitting.' Hiei speaks to complain and be snide, or so it seems to me.
Shion never stayed in one place at any time, but we seem to have finally caught a break. Hiei said "despite you slowing me down and causing this mission to go on days longer then it should have, Shion has finally come to a stop and we might even be able to catch up to him."
And to which my response was, "Damn, Hiei, I've never heard you say so much in one go! I never knew your language skills were so well developed! Good for you!"
He was pissed, but I didn't care.
So anyway, we had caught a break; Shion had stopped traveling altogether and was making a camp; it really did look like we could catch up to where we were told by Koenma that Yusuke, Kurama, and Kuwabara had made their report. They said they would be with us shortly and as a team we would capture Shino. Despite that plan, nothing went right after the call from Koenma was over. At first it was realizing the food I brought was down to water bottles, bruised apples, and stale bread. Next, we were on the move again so soon; we had to fall back at a meeting point. I was exhausted, hungry, tired in all ways possible, and still had to carry on, push throw the pains. Hunger and fatigue seem so small now. I now know real suffering and pain.
Until this point, Hiei and I had not had to fight many demons, but then found ourself ambushed. Hiei defeated tons of enemies easily; I killed a few but by no means was it easily. We had to stop again—my fault—but this time Hiei didn't say ate my food in silence; nobody spoke and no eye contact was made, or really any movement at all. More demons attacked and Hiei dealt with them quickly. I was worthless, so I offered him more food and he declined. I slept very well; it would be the last time for a long time. I awoke to Hiei vigorously shaking me, pissed, and yelling "Wake up girl, we're under attack! Be worthless on your own time!" He left and went to slay demons.
"I am not worthless!" I shouted. I fired my gun and killed attacking demons before Hiei could. They were all grimy D-rank demons, an insult, and not worth the bullets. I should have let Hiei kill them, but I was too proud. I killed everything that attacked him to show him I could save his ass. The low lives were dealt with easily and we carried on our merry way. Sometime later we sat down for lunch. He ate while I was checking my guns over. I wiped and reloaded all of my guns while Hiei was teasing me.
"Tired already human?" Hiei sneered.
I fired once—missed, of course, but the message was clear. "I liked you better yesterday, when you were nice to me and didn't talk," I said.
"Hn." was all he had to say, with a sneer.
For additional punishment, I ate two of the three apples left and the rest of the bread. He had an apple—the jerk.
We continued on our journey in silence, sometimes bitter and uncomfortable. That night I couldn't sleep; I always felt cold, hungry, fatigued, and worst of all, I felt the eyes of many demons hidden by a forest, always watching me. I wondered how Hiei slept.I awoke to a familiar sense: trees, wind, grass blades. It was the prison I could not escape. I looked around for my cellmate, ally, friend, and personal demon. I looked around for any face—any at all—looked for a life besides my own but found none. None at least that could talk or be of any use. Instead I found the rocks I used to mark the perimeter of the hell for two. Marker rocks, I called them. They told us where the boundaries were, which is a very important thing. If you don't know where the boundaries are, you'll run head long into them. You'll hurt yourself and whoever you dragged with you. That's something myself and Hiei now know all to well.
We were imprisoned by a demon named Shion, an experience I will never forget. Nor will I ever forget the eyes or laughter of something so evil. But it's because he was so evil that we were assigned the mission to bring him to justice. We were told that Shion was responsible for the kidnapping and torture of both humans and demons alike. He had evaded capture many times, his motive and methods were completely unknown, and caution was the most important thing.
Hiei and I were sent as scouts, sent to gather information while Kuwabara, Yusuke and Kurama were sent to search for any allies he might have had. The progress was slow and mostly my fault—I am only human after all. And if Hiei talked at all it was usually to complain. About me or that I'm human—thus weak and incompetent. Or sometimes he would complain of 'babysitting.' Hiei speaks to complain and be snide, or so it seems to me.
Shion never stayed in one place at any time, but we seem to have finally caught a break. Hiei said "despite you slowing me down and causing this mission to go on days longer then it should have, Shion has finally come to a stop and we might even be able to catch up to him."
And to which my response was, "Damn, Hiei, I've never heard you say so much in one go! I never knew your language skills were so well developed! Good for you!"
He was pissed, but I didn't care.
So anyway, we had caught a break; Shion had stopped traveling altogether and was making a camp; it really did look like we could catch up to where we were told by Koenma that Yusuke, Kurama, and Kuwabara had made their report. They said they would be with us shortly and as a team we would capture Shino. Despite that plan, nothing went right after the call from Koenma was over. At first it was realizing the food I brought was down to water bottles, bruised apples, and stale bread. Next, we were on the move again so soon; we had to fall back at a meeting point. I was exhausted, hungry, tired in all ways possible, and still had to carry on, push throw the pains. Hunger and fatigue seem so small now. I now know real suffering and pain.
Until this point, Hiei and I had not had to fight many demons, but then found ourself ambushed. Hiei defeated tons of enemies easily; I killed a few but by no means was it easily. We had to stop again—my fault—but this time Hiei didn't say ate my food in silence; nobody spoke and no eye contact was made, or really any movement at all. More demons attacked and Hiei dealt with them quickly. I was worthless, so I offered him more food and he declined. I slept very well; it would be the last time for a long time. I awoke to Hiei vigorously shaking me, pissed, and yelling "Wake up girl, we're under attack! Be worthless on your own time!" He left and went to slay demons.
"I am not worthless!" I shouted. I fired my gun and killed attacking demons before Hiei could. They were all grimy D-rank demons, an insult, and not worth the bullets. I should have let Hiei kill them, but I was too proud. I killed everything that attacked him to show him I could save his ass. The low lives were dealt with easily and we carried on our merry way. Sometime later we sat down for lunch. He ate while I was checking my guns over. I wiped and reloaded all of my guns while Hiei was teasing me.
"Tired already human?" Hiei sneered.
I fired once—missed, of course, but the message was clear. "I liked you better yesterday, when you were nice to me and didn't talk," I said.
"Hn." was all he had to say, with a sneer.
For additional punishment, I ate two of the three apples left and the rest of the bread. He had an apple—the jerk.
We continued on our journey in silence, sometimes bitter and uncomfortable. That night I couldn't sleep; I always felt cold, hungry, fatigued, and worst of all, I felt the eyes of many demons hidden by a forest, always watching me. I wondered how Hiei slept.
