About a month after this story's prequel, Two Halves One Whole
Heights and Ages at the end of the storyShuichi Minamino- 17, 5' 11"
Hiei- looks 17 (real age is undefined), 4' 10"
Yukina- looks 14 (unknown real age), 4' 8"
Yusuke Urameshi- 16, 5' 8"
Keiko Yukimura- 16, 5' 4"
Kazuma Kuwabara- 16, 6' 3"
Youko Kurama- 1, 000+ but looks 15, 7' 0"
Botan- looks 14, 5' 8"
Koenma Daioh- 700+ looks four or sixteen, 1' 6" or 5' 8"
The original characters
Zaira Tsukari Zaigai "Nuema"- 16, 5' 6"
Delis Nuema- 645, looks 18, 6' 11"
Marishi Anei- looks to be 19, 5' 1"
This isn't my character. This one belongs to a friend who is letting me "borrow" her for this story...
Shiei- looks 16, 4' 9"
Just so you won't get confused later...
"blah blah blah"- people saying stuff out loud
"blah blah blah"- people thinking stuff
'blah blah blah'- telepathic messages, thoughts from inner spirits
Blah blah blahÂ- Narrator's notes, flashbacks, etcetera
!-Blah blah blah-! Beginning and end to chapters
Disclaimers- I never have claimed to own Yu Yu Hakusho! I never did, still don't, and will never be able to claim that. Yu Yu Hakusho is owned by Yoshihiro Togashi. My OCs, Delis, Zaira, and Marishi belong to me. The other OC, Shiei, belongs to my friend, Hiei-Jaganshi-Lover
!-Chapter One-! Demon Rising
It was a dark night. The air was heavy and thick with the smell of blood. Some might say that anyone outside could probably taste blood on the air. Demons roamed the land, probably because it was demon world. Somewhere in the wretched land of Makai a young ice maiden was being chased. Stray bits of bramble grabbed and ripped at her ice blue kimono. Sweat beaded down her pale face. Her red eyes were widened in fear. Locks of turquoise flowed behind her as she ran.
Trailing behind her was a large group of ogre looking demons and a slimy slithering one.
"Just give us the ice stone, little one. We won't hurt you too much!"
She called out behind herself, but kept running, "No!"
The slimly one cat called at the Koorime, "You can't run forever!"
This was true, she was already exhausted beyond belief. In her hands she was holding something. What it was couldn't really discerned because the only visible part was the fine icy blue-gray bead string wrapped around her clasped hands. However, it could be assumed that it was the afore mentioned ice stone.
Suddenly, she saw it. A way to get away from her pursuers. It was a rip in the space between the human and demon worlds. It was temporary though; once she went through it she couldn't come back. Not like it mattered now. With barely a second through she jumped through the black-rimmed white portal. Five of the demons followed her. The rip in space closed.
The remaining five demons fell dead on the ground. A young adult nearly nineteen stood there. Her pale skin was splattered with dark sickly colored blood. Fiery orange eyes stared coldly at where the rip had been. She muttered a mild oath under her breath, shaking the demonic blood off her thin sword.
All the while in Japan, a teenaged male opened his eyes, startled awake. He rubbed his forehead, mushing thick black bangs into the white cloth covering his forehead. He closed his bright, but pain tainted, red eyes trying very hard not to flinch. Bracing himself against the wooden wall of the temple he was in, he groaned slightly in pain. The sensation seared through him, inflaming all his nerves from the center of his forehead. After a while the pain subsided to a dull throb, and then disappeared.
He stood up and rubbed his forehead off to the side again. Sliding open a shaky wooden door, he walked onto a small wrap-around porch and onto the dirt ground. Walking around he came to a small pond with a half-foot tall rock wall around it. Ripping off the bandana, loose knot coming undone under the force, he crouched down into the water's surface.
He stared into his reflection on the water's surface, mainly into the revealed third eye. The white of the eye was pink near the corners with bloodshot veins and the purple iris was barely bigger then a pinhead.
Then his vision went shaky, he used one hand to hold him up by the rock wall. A scene showed in his head, cast by the jagan eye. His vision went back to normal, jagan eye losing the bloodshot as the iris dilated.
As he stood in a quick motion, he pocketed the bandana. Then he just was quickly disappeared.
Blood splattered on the ground and a nearby tree. The turquoise haired girl fell to the bloody grass. The object she had been carrying tumbled from her hands, kept only relatively nearby from the beaded string hooked around her thumbs. A small cut on her cheek slowly dripped red blood onto the grass, joining the purple blood already splattered there.
She looked up at a pair of sturdy black books, looking up further she saw the boy with the third eye standing over her. Being held loosely in his hand was a katana, covered in the blood from the headless corpse on the ground.
"Mr. Hiei?" She called out tentatively at him.
Staring down at her with a mixture of relief and warmth he nodded and stepped past her. His red eyes became cold as he looked upon the girl's attackers, letting a deep glare fixate on each of them for a moment.
The weasel-like demon stared at Hiei, "So you're after the stone of ice that she carries too! Well, we were here first, so its ours!"
The brutish demons grunted in assertion. Hiei was gone for nearly a second before reappearing where he had been standing moments previous. The demons fell, cleaved cleanly in half.
"Pathetic lowlifes," Was the though that ran across his mind. He turned to face the girl he had recently rescued. She had scrambled up, a slightly amazing feat considering the navy obi sash she wore hindered her movement.
"Mr. Hiei? Where are we?"
"Near Genkai's temple. You should hurry up before more demons find you."
She nodded, "Where is her temple, Mr. Hiei?" As she spoke, weariness finally settled upon her. Her shoulders sagged as he bright eyes closed and her hold on the ice stone loosened. It fell from her hands and clattered to the ground. The stone bounced around a little on the ground and landed on Hiei's boot, the girl falling half a foot from his feet.
Hiei crouched down and picked the stone up. The beads rested on the back of his hand. He lifted his shoulder and spread the fingers of his right hand and stared into the icy depths of the cold crystal on the end of the necklace. He quickly flipped the crystal into his hand and pocked it. Hiei then looked at the girl lying on the ground, "Yukina."
With that though, he stood and walked over the ice maiden. Solemnly, Hiei picked Yukina up in his arms. Shifting the girl's body in his arms, he took off through the trees, going back the way he came.
Shortly, he came back to the temple he had been at before. However, now it was more active. Demons were running rampant. They were all lower class and weak, but there were a lot of them. They just seemed to pour out of the forest.
A large ball of spirit energy whistled past Hiei's head, next to his ear and killed a demon that had come up behind Hiei. The fire demon quickly spotted the source of the reigun bullet.
"Detective."
The black haired and red-brown eyes teenaged human Hiei had addressed nodded, "We were wondering where you had gone."
"Who are you talking to Urameshi?" A much taller boy with carrot shaded hair and squinty black eyes broke through a row of demons. He had cut them all in half with a tsurugi shaped out of spirit energy. His sword skills were mediocre and unrefined, as though he had gotten the sword without learning how to swing it. Then he noticed Hiei, then Yukina in said demon's arms.
"Yukina! Hey, what's wrong with Yukina, shorty?"
Yet another boy landed near Hiei. He had lengthy blood red tresses and bright green eyes. In his hand was a thick thorny green whip.
"Kuwabara, this isn't the time. I'm sure Hiei will tell us later," He looked down at Hiei.
"Hn." Hiei just glared at the new comer.
"Yeah, okay Kurama. Now let's kick some demon bootie!" The one called Urameshi aimed a punch at the demon behind himself, killing it. Then he disappeared.
Kurama cracked his whip again, destroying more demons. He then went through the newly made gap. Now it was just Kuwabara and Hiei. Hiei just glared at Kuwabara and jumped through the demons to avoid their attacks, not able to do much else until he could put Yukina down.
Elsewhere on the battlefront, a teenaged female was being beat down. Her sepia hair was soaked in sweat. Her silver eyes narrowed as a demon raised a bladed arm to swing down on her. A green whip tore through the demon's flesh. Dark blood was sent everywhere.
Kurama landed near the girl, quickly identifying the smell of human blood coming from her. Blood ran from an invisible wound on her cheek and soaked through the true blue cloth covering her shoulder and side, yet there wasn't a rip in the cloth.
Kurama quickly slayed the surrounding demons with various plants, "Are you okay, Nuema?"
"Fine. Fine." A hand tightened on a bloodstained katana. She sighed, collecting her wits now that she had a moment. She opened her eyes after a few moments and quickly used her finger to write some kanji in the quickly congealing demon blood on the ground. Then Nuema put her palm into the blood, next to the kanji. There was a dull throb of energy. The kanji glowed a honey shade, the glow imploded in less then a second. After the implosions, a golden-yellow barrier burst from the kanji. The horde of attacking demons disappeared with various yells of pain.
Nuema fell forwards. Kurama quickly caught her uninjured shoulder, "Nuema?"
She tiredly lifted her eyes, "I had recovered enough psychic aura to do that. That's good. The barrier will hold for a while." Her head nodded. Black and red energy lashed out from her injuries. A gash was revealed on her cheek. It had barely been able to heal itself after being given to her, but it had reopened during the battle.
"Nuema?" Although her breathing was deep, she lifted her head to look weakly up at Kurama. Nuema looked worn and extremely exhausted. Kurama put one of her arms around his shoulder and helped her to one of the rooms in the temple. Inside the barrier, everyone else was recovering and Hiei was walking to another room in the temple, the room he had been in before.
Outside of the barrier a young adult sat on a tree branch. Loosely knotted navy and gold tipped hair swung in a light breeze as cold orange eyes stared into what was going on inside the barrier.
"They're in there. The stones." Her voice died almost exactly at the instant the words fell from her lips.