Disclaimer I own none of the original yu-yu-hakusho. However, I do own Caraina and Demoi, and my best friend and I both own Ukera.

Hiei's P.O.V.

As I lay there, I knew I was dying. I was lying in a puddle of my own blood. Everything was blurry and cold. So very cold. I heard people coming into the clearing I was lying in. I tried to get up to escape whatever demon had found me, but to no avail. I fell back down.

"Oh my God! Caraina! Get over here quick! Hiei hold on. We're going to help you," a familiar voice said.

"Ukera?" I asked uncertainly. "Yes, it's I. Caraina. Is he okay? Can you help him? Why are you shaking your head!" Ukera said.

"We're too late. I can't help him now. We're too late," Caraina whispered, as if to herself.

"NO! Caraina! We're not too late! Help him! Please... You've got to... I- I need him..." Ukera said.

"Hiei, I am so sorry. Maybe if I had been a little sooner," Caraina said.

"Ca-raina? C-can you do me a-a favor?" I asked

"Huh? Yes, of course. What is it?"

"Kill me. Finish his mission. Just finish me off," I said. Ukera took in a breath.

"But..."

"Just do it," I said.

"Right," Caraina said. I heard a sword unsheathe.

"NO! Caraina, what the fuck do you think you're doing?" Ukera screamed.

"Exactly what he wants me to do. He's suffering. I can't stand to see him like this. Let me get this over with. He's my little brother. Think how I feel," Caraina said.

Ukera sighed. "Fine, get it over with." I felt a sword go through my heart.

"Thank-you-Caraina," I said as my soul parted from my bloody body.

Demoi's P.O.V.

I was walking down the street. No one was in sight. I was about 6'2" with black hair that was spiked about 4 inches in every way. I had well toned muscles and platinum colored eyes. I was 19, soon to be 20. At the age of 12, I had met up with Lord Koenma. He explained to me that I was the reincarnation of a powerful fire demon and told me that I still had all of his powers. All that did was confuse me, because he never told me whom I was the reincarnation of. It annoyed me not knowing. Haunting my every thought during the day, fights with so much blood shed. The dreams I had at night were even worse. People I know yet can't remember, every dream more frightening. Then there was this woman. This drop dead gorgeous woman. Perfect in every way. I knew not why these dreams haunted me. Only that they were somehow from my strange past that was unknown to me. The woman, nothing could have torn her from my past body. She had been madly in love with me, and I, her. Something had torn us apart though. I still hadn't figured that out. I was torn from my thoughts just then by running into someone.