Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Yu-Hakusho
Stephan: Salut! Or, "hello"! As stated above I do not own Yu-Yu-Hakusho (obviously) but all added characters are of my own creation. This story is HieixOC but I'm not one to rush romance so be patient please! I hope you enjoy and stick with me as I write this fanfiction. And don't forget to R&R!
Prologue
She stood without an umbrella, without a smile as the rain beat down on her small frame. She wore a simple black satin dress with an ivory undershirt and black shoes that sunk into the soft wet grass. The people around her, family and those who she once called friends, grieved with tears down their face but not a drop of rain touched them. Of course they worried about getting their fine velvet dresses and pressed coats wet; what self conceited human wouldn't? It didn't matter to her though, nothing did anymore.
She could no longer hear the priest's voice echoing in scriptures as her eyes were locked on the cherry wood casket...Her mother loved cherry wood...But none of that mattered anymore either...
"Reiko?" her elder sister Laisha called, walking up behind her with an umbrella, "Rei-chan?" she called again, outstretching her arm to her younger sister's shoulder only to have it knocked away. Laisha stepped back in surprise a sense of hurt in her expressions.
"Did you really think," Reiko spoke coldly, turning just barely enough for her sister to see the emerald glare of her eyes, "That'd I forgive you?" she paused before scoffing and turning away again. "Just go back to you petty family. I don't need you; I don't need anyone." Reiko walked away solemnly without ever looking back. After that day her life would never be the same. She knew nothing of the fate that would lead her to her own Awakening; lead her to things she never would've believed existed...
Reiko walked down the market street, her hand stuffed into her brown overcoat and a white scarf thrown around her neck. It was the dead of and winter and cold as hell. She was never a fan of the cold but she had to admit she enjoyed the beauty of fallen snow. It had been three years now and so much had had happened. Lots of weird things occurred in their small nothing of a city; random explosions, children dropping lifelessly in the streets, a plague caused by some psychotic doctor. The list went on.
She let out a sigh, pulling out her gloved right hand and wiggling her fingers. She stopped and sat on the curb; no one was out at this time of night, especially with it being this cold. She pointed at the ground, twirling her index finger. Slowly the snow began to come together in swirls then made itself into a small pile. She couldn't control the snow but she could move it; she could move most things. It was around the same time the crazy doctor was loose that she obtained these abilities. She wasn't sure how she got them or what it meant; it was hard for her to believe in anything anymore, especially anything about higher beings.
A twig snapped nearby and she froze, the snow flattening back out. She listened intently before closing her eyes. She tried hard to see what ever it was but she never saw things in the first place; at least not when she wanted. She rose to her feet but was grabbed from behind before she could leave. An awful stench filled her senses, causing her to nearly pass out. She struggled a bit before clenching her eyes tight, thinking of home. And just like that she was gone. The dark figure cursed under it's breath with a snort before it slunk back into the shadows.
Reiko gasped for air as she fell to her floor in a huddled heap. Her eyes were wide and her pupils dilated. This was not the first time something like this had happened. She tried to deny it but knew someone, rather something, was after her. They would be back, whether it was tomorrow or next week, they would be back. She crawled to her knees and wiped her mouth with her sleeve. She could still smell the rank odor of blood and burnt flesh. It sent chills up her spine. Gripping onto her tiny bed she pulled herself up and managed a weary walk over to the sink. She gazed awkwardly at her reflection in the mirror; her auburn hair was in desperate need of a brushing, its length always made it hard to handle. She took off her glasses and set them down; she didn't need them anymore but felt naked without them.
A deep sinking feeling buried itself in her gut as she doubled over in pain on the counter. Goosebumps covered her body and she found it hard to breathe. Something was coming, something big...