Hey, this is my first time writing a fanfic so let's keep the criticism to a minimum please. My character is like Meggan from X-Men comics but more pagan if you know what I mean. And this is a Hiei/oc just you know. So we good? Alrighty, let's go!

Introduction

Name: Megara "Meg" Hallowell

Alias: Ultraviolet

Age: Physically 26 yrs (Actually 368 yrs)

Background:

Megara was born in the 1600s to a single woman and was raised in Salem, Massachusetts. The father was MIA. During her adolescent years, she discovered her family's wiccan ancestry and soon the beginning of her powers. During that time, there was numerous cases of women accused of witchcraft and then sentenced to death. Fearing for Megara's life, her mother sent her to New Orleans, Louisiana where her mother, Megara's grandmother, lived. Her Grandmother was a known voodoo witch and taught Megara everything she knew. Witches can live as long as the Earth, but also have weaknesses that can kill them. The rest of her history remains a mystery.

Appearance:

Hair: Medium length; Violet ombre (Violet to lavender at the ends)

Eyes: Heterochromia Iridium (Left eye bright hazel, right eye silver)

Skin color: Fair

Abilities

Chaos Magic Reality Warp: Manifests hexes and manipulate reality. Shifting between reality and illusions.

Telekinetic: To move and manipulate objects and matter with her mind.

Flight: She has the mental capacity to fly

Knowledge of Sorcery: Based on her ancestry, she has full knowledge of the arts of witchcraft such as spells, special affinity for the natural elements and materials such as alchemical, wood, organic substances, etc.

Earth Energy Absorption: She has the ability to absorb energy from the Earth in order to use her powers. Like a solar powered fan or battery.

Magical Affinity: Her powers became more fluid, stronger and manageable while in realms

Energy blasts: She can focus the elemental energies around her into energetic blasts. When she absorbs power, she glows.

Prologue

Rain. Lighting. Thunder. It's been like this for about a week. Why? Cause I made it this way. I like it. It calms me down when I'm stressed or even depressed. I'm sitting on my front porch, drinking jasmine tea and watch the storm water the parched earth. This is why I live in Louisiana's back lands. Where the busy noisy city is miles away. This is what I need.

*BBBBRRRRRIIIIIIINNNNNGGGG!*

I sighed in aggravation. Why did I decide to have a phone? I put my cup down, got up from my swinging bench and went inside the house. I grabbed the telephone and answered, "Hallowell residence. How may I help you?"

"Megara! It's been so long! How I've missed your voice!" a cheery, slight English accented voice exclaimed on the other side of the phone.

"Botan? This is slightly unexpected to hear from you. May I ask why you're calling me?" I asked, confused why the bubbly grim reaper is calling me.

She laughed, "Oh Megara, why do you think I'm calling you? I just wanna see how are you!"

I sighed, "Botan, this is not a call from out of the blue. Something's going on and I'm sure Koenma is demanding you to ask me for help for something he can't handle. Now explain, missy."

Knowing that I don't beat around the bush, she got straight to the point.

"Very well. Someone from the Makai, or Demon World as some would call it, has opened a hole and Makai insects are in the Human World, infecting humans, turning them into violent nasty beings. We believe that it's the Four Saint Beasts that are responsible for this. We sent our Spirit Detective and his friend to stop them, but we don't think they can handle this mission. Even though we sent two demons to help them, but we believe it's not enough. Koenma came up with the idea of you helping us to stop the Saint Beasts from opening the hole even further. Can you please help?" Botan explained.

Thinking about how bad the situation is and how it would get worse if no one stopped them, I sighed and said, "Okay, since the lives of the Human World is at stake, I'll do it."

She squealed, "Oh splendid ! I'll let Koenma know! Thank you so much, Meg! You're magnificent as you are wonderful!"

"Yeah, yeah. You already talked me into it, don't need anymore of that sweet talk. I'll be there in five." I said before I hung up.

Walking to my very big and empty living room, I faced in front of a wall with very ancient large circle with a enneagram inside it with Celtic runes around the circular frame written on the walls.

With my discolored eyes suddenly glowing purple, I said, "Take me to the Makai" in a spiritual voice, as if I had more than one person in my voice.

The ancient symbol started to glow white and then in a flash, a dark tunnel stood its place. I walked into the tunnel, not looking back as the entrance closed behind me.