Lost
By: SageWriting
Rating: PG-13
Summary: "To be betrayed is to be human..." When the team is betrayed by a friend, and one of their number is handed over to the enemy, can the remaining three save him before its too late? Friendship, pain, love and sadness...All shall be tested...and found worthy.
Foreword: Welcome to my second Saiyuki fic...Or actually, my first, considering I wrote part of this before I did Apocalypse. Anyway, read and review, people! No review...no chappy...cause I do so love reviews. .
Chapter one: Valley
A sharp gunshot echoed with the scream of an unlucky youkai resulted in the green jeep pushing its limits, the tires barely touching the rocky and uneven ground. Groups of youkai, their faces twisted in horrifying images of perverted pleasure, were in the way, their weapons glinting in the headlights.
"Gojyo!" The driver called out, turning on the wheel sharply, his dark brown hair flying about his face.
A tall figure with crimson red hair stood balanced in the back of the speeding vehicle. "Got it, Hakkai!" He called back as a long silver staff with a spaded end and a crescent blade on the other appeared in his hand. He flicked the staff, the blade whistling through the air attached to a chain.
A smaller figure leapt out of the back, his red staff a blur as he spun and twisted, striking at the enemy with precise movements, his sharp golden eyes locked onto their destination, a small valley in which a flood of youkai were surrounding a figure in white. "SANZO!" He called out as one youkai managed to dodge the priest's bullet and instead launched itself at the blonde, taking him down just as his head was separated from his body by a ball of light and energy that had just been thrown into the fray.
"Goku, don't get distracted!" Hakkai chided as he shot several more of the chi blasts into the basin where their missing comrade was fighting. "Sorry!" The monkey cried, "But promise me one thing, Hakkai, when we're done, can we FINALLY go get some food!"
Gojyo chuckled as he pulled the chain back, blood spraying his face. "Aww, is the chibi saru hungry?"
"Shut it you perverted kappa!"
Another few gunshots resounded and then a loud, metallic click. Goku and Gojyo took a few hurried steps forward before they were stopped from helping the out of ammo priest. With the injuries Sanzo had received a few days earlier, he couldn't risk using the sutra, and by the looks on the youkai's faces. They knew that. They were going to be in deep trouble in mere minutes if someone didn't think of something.
Obviously Hakkai had. "Gojyo!" He called out, "Get Goku back!" Before the half-breed could even begin to question him, the human turned youkai sprinted toward the valley, flipping over the heads of the enemy and landing rather sloppily next to Sanzo, who steadied him.
"What are you doing, Hakkai!" The priest exclaimed, shooting off the last of his holy bullets.
"Saving you, Sanzo. No thanks needed."
Sanzo opened his mouth to retort when Hakkai's hand shone and a glowing sphere covered the blonde. "What are you doing?"
The youkai wisely chose to ignore him and stood in the center of all the youkai. His mouth quirked up into a small smile. Gojyo, up on the ledge with Goku, saw the danger and fought tooth and nail to get to his best friend's side before he did something utterly foolish. He was too late. A golden glow surrounded the lone figure, and suddenly, with an almighty explosion, the enemy, and Cho Hakkai, were gone.
"HAKKAI!"
Next chapter: Beren and Trista