Keep in mind, this is a FanFiction for Yu Yu Hakusho, so most of this stuff is related to it. Though, Senna is MY character. She isn't one of those people who are just Hiei fangirls, you will find out she has quite a blood stained past.
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Why are things not as they seem? Why can't I just live a normal life? Thoughts such as this haunted her mind daily. They never seemed to go away. Chained to the life of an exile, not only from her clan, but from the human world itself. Why? For the seemingly sadistic deeds she had once plagued on mankind.
Flashback: Hundreds of years ago, maybe, or has she lost track of time? For creatures such as herself, that is not a rare happening.
"That…BASTARD!" the woman screamed, echoing the yell down the stone corridors. Ruby optics glared at the wall, a deadly gaze. "Senna, you must calm down, there is nothing you can do about this. Do as you are told." Said a tall blonde haired youkai, resting her hand on the shoulder of the one who was in quite a bad mood. Raven tresses were flung out of her vision as the demon turned her head to the one who dared to talk to her in this state of mind. "Hn, get your hand off me." Senna almost hissed, taking off down the hall to do what was asked of her. A tedious job of slaughtering a band of unsuspecting earth demons was her task at hand. Nothing unusual, but, in this case, she had no motives of doing it. The 'boss' as he had pulled her into his office, had tried to steal her chastity. And so, she was pissed off at the world, as one would say.
Her mentor said that she should listen to him, which was the only reason she was obeying that fat bastard. Still steaming with anger, she led a few lower class demons out of the fortress, armed with weapons, to annihilate youkai.
Senna was a short ebony locked hinote akuma, or fire demon. Scars were scattered throughout her body, giving her a rough appearance, sometimes nullified by the tight clothing that adorned her body, amplifying her already perfect curves. Known as Senna the fire bird, because of the phoenix encrypted into the skin of her right arm. She is as mysterious as the winds, and as wild as a stallion, untamed.
She crept quietly through the bushes, hidden by the dark of the night. The flesh of her lips was curved into a smirk, excited of the hunt and the fun she would have. Her comrades were tucked into a clearing, awaiting her command. I don't need help from low life demons, I can take care of this myself. I don't even think I would need to use my flame for this. The words burned into her mind, widening the smirk that had already made it's way onto her face. Cocky as she was, it made no falter in her stealth and speed. Ground was being gained, that's all that matters.
The soft laughter of the people who occupy the small villa was heard. As she assumed, they were unarmed and unsuspecting, completely off guard. One thought didn't cross her mind at the time… Why do they need to be killed? Mostly, the only reason she was sent out to kill, was money for her greedy master. What was the reason this time? What was his motives? Of course, when she finally leapt in for the attack, a yelp of alarm escaped from her mouth as she was thrown to the ground, caught off guard herself. Red eyes fixed themselves on the attacker, or, at least, of what she could see of the attacker before the dizziness took over; the endless darkness. She went unconscious. It seems she was the one that was unsuspecting.