A/N: Ok. This is Hunted redone with a new title (taken from Save me by Nickelback (which I don't own). Story takes place after the end of the anime series and after the Demon World Tournament in the manga. Still need a beta reader so if you wanna, please let me know. Also please warn me when I'm going all cliché on you guys.

Also Kazuma is Kuwabara.

Say It If It's Worth Saving Me
Chapter One
A Written Explanation

With a sigh the demon looked down at the piece of paper that lay on her lap. She twirled a small pen in her hand as she tried to figure out how best to describe her situation. After a moment of staring at the piece of paper, the demon sighed in annoyance. She was about to give up when she heard the sound of the door to the prison being opened. For a moment, the demon was still and listening hard for the sounds of footsteps. They came soon enough, and the demon was surprised to hear them stop just outside her cell's door. She looked up to see a familiar face staring back. "Botan-chan," the demon whispered.

The ferry girl put a finger to her lips and whispered, "I can't stay long."

The demon nodded in understanding. "How is everyone?"

Botan sighed. "Confused, the boys most of all."

"I know."

"Do you have any letters for us?"

The demon didn't answer but instead reached under her pillow and handed Botan two envelopes. "Your's, Keiko-chan's, Genkai-sama's, and Yukina-chan's letters are in the green envelope. The boys are in the blue."

The ferry girl nodded. Her usual happy face was sad. She gripped the demon's hand tightly as she muttered, "Don't worry. If Koenma doesn't get you out of here soon, I'll send the boys to break you out."

The demon nodded but also sighed. "Let's just wait a few more weeks. Then you can decide if you want the guys to break me out."

Botan was about to tell the demon that in a few weeks they would still want her back home, but before she could a guard appeared. With a quick goodbye, the ferry girl started walking away.

The demon watched her go and then turned back to the piece of paper that she had been trying to write on. With a sigh, she put her pen back to the paper only to place it back down. The words she needed to explain her situation were beyond her grasp. Slowly she tried to figure out how to write without using the words she didn't know how to spell. When she thought of none, she gave up for the night and started to reread it once more. Part way through reading, the demon realized she didn't like what she had written and scratched out the words. Slowly she started writing again until sleep visited her.

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Dotted with blood

When Botan returned to Earth, she found everyone at Genkai's. Yusuke was beating up Kuwabara for some reason while Kurama and Genkai merely watched. Keiko and Yukina were talking in the background as the ice demon made dinner. With a half-hearted hello, Botan entered the room and without another word she handed out the letters. Since Hiei wasn't present, the ferry girl gave it to Kurama who would probably see the fire demon first. For a moment, everyone was silent as they read their letters.

Kurama was the first to finish. When he finished, he got up from his seat and went outside. Moments after he had left, he heard Yusuke yell from the room he had just left.

"This is so stupid!" he shouted. "Does she actually want to stay there!?"

Kurama knew that no one would answer him. As he walked throughout Genkai's temple, he puzzled over Yusuke's question.

Did she really want to stay there? And if she did, why?

The demon in a human body sighed as he followed the trail. After many moments, Kurama came to a stop and sat down. As he looked around, his memories returned to the events that had happened in the past month.

Had he missed something? Some vital clue that she had left him? Did he misunderstand? Why did she want to remain in that Hell?

Questions chased themselves round and round in his mind. Finally, he gave up asking questions and started looking for answers. He pulled out a small book from his pocket and started rereading the words written there. The words written by his own hand as the events of the previous months progressed.

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Pain isn't enough

The Diary of a Mutt
Hunted

A year ago, I would have never thought that I would be in a demon prison, but I am. I also never thought that I would kill another living being, let alone a human, but I have. Now I'm writing down the events that have caused my situation so that, in the likely event, if I lose my sanity and forget, someone will know my side of the story.

My name and age are of no importance but my lineage is. I'm a mixed blooded demon who was the result of a drunken night. Abandoned at birth because of my wings, I learned to look after myself. I can remember my childhood perfectly until I turned thirteen. That's when things got fuzzy, and I still don't remember what I was doing between when I turned thirteen and when I turned seventeen. My memories of what happened after I turned seventeen are perfectly clear though. But that's not important. What is important, is how I encountered a human and the Spirit Detectives.

A while ago, I woke up to the sound of my broken alarm clock like any morning. The only difference was that I had had a dream. In the dream I was running down a street from two people whom I didn't recognize. I was panting heavily, and my wings were bleeding. For some reason I kept thinking that I had to get away even though I didn't want to leave.

The next second, I was on the roof of a building, and one of the people was trying to calm me down by talking to me as he stepped closer. I was just within his reach when the other person jumped up and slashed my wings with his sword. The slash caused me to fall backwards and off the roof. Just before I woke up, I heard the person, who was trying to calm me, shout out a name. Tsukino. This confused me because my name wasn't Tsukino.

I was still thinking about the dream as I flew to work while I tried to eat a pitiful breakfast of a slice of meat. When I got to work, I changed into my horrid work uniform that resembled a French maid outfit and spent the rest of the day serving drinks to drunken demons and slapping wandering hands. By the end of the day I was about ready to kill a demon if he came within three feet of me with a stupid smirk on his face. My cat ears were on high alert for the sound of footsteps coming in my direction, and I was constantly moving my wings so that whatever skin my uniform showed off was covered.

As if perverts weren't enough, some demons got into a brawl, and after I broke it up, my boss gave me my pay check and fired me. I can't say I was surprised though. My boss was one of the demons who believed mutts should be killed. It was a miracle he had even hired me in the first place.

I left the bar and started making my way home only to run into some more trouble. In retrorespect, if I had flown home like I did every day, I would have avoided the trouble. But for some reason, that day I wanted to walk home. As I walked down the street, I was aware of someone following me. Once or twice I looked over my shoulder but saw nothing. Finally, I decided it had to be that one demon who was always stalking me. The annoying rat faced lizard demon had spotted me at the bar months ago was had been stalking me since.

I started walking a bit faster, and soon I was running down the street like the devil was on my heels. As I ran, I looked over my shoulder to see a dog demon running after me. I ran into an alley just to be sure it was me he was chasing, and to my horror, the demon followed. With my breaths coming out in pants, I considered taking flight, but the alley was too narrow for me to take off. I kept running and slowly realized that the demon always kept just a few steps behind me even though he could easily overtake me. It was almost as if he was herding me towards something.

I kept ducking in and out of alleys until I was almost exhausted. The only reason I kept running was because of the stories I had heard. Just like all the other demons, I had heard stories about demons being captured, used for pleasure, and then killed. And the only reason I kept running into the alleys was because there were more opportunities to lose the creep, and because it was the fastest way back to my home.

I had just exited another alley and was planning to run on the main road when an arm shot out of another alley and grabbed me. Too surprised and frightened to even make a sound, I disappeared into the alley. I managed to collect my thoughts quickly and kicked the demon, who had grabbed me, on the shin. He let go at once, and I ran away as fast as I could.

I heard the demon shout at me as I ran, and suddenly it wasn't just one demon chasing me. There were six! Running as fast as I could, I tried to make it home. Before I got there, I saw that the gang had split up, and three of their number was waiting for me at the end of the street. I had no idea why they were so persistent, but I decided I didn't want to know why.

I looked around for another way out when a sudden flash of light caught my eyes. Ignoring my gut that told me to beware, I ran into the alley where the light had come from. To my horror, I realized too late that the alley was a dead end.

Muttering a plead for safety to anything that could hear me, I turned around hoping that the demons hadn't entered the alley. I hadn't even turned around when I heard the demons enter the alley. Slowly, I turned to face them, and in mid turn my hair ribbon was cut, and my long hair fell to just pass my shoulders. Frightened beyond mortal comprehension, I finished the turn to see my doom and end seconds away from me.

I still have nightmares about what happened next. As the demons advanced towards me, I pressed myself against the wall. When I noticed that they had brought weapons with them, I pleaded again to all deities to help me.

When the demons were three feet from me, they drew their weapons. As the colour disappeared from my face, I realized that the demons were just going to kill me. Panic made me look around for an exit, but I knew that I wouldn't find one in time.

Just as the demons threw their weapons at me, I no longer felt the wall behind me, and I fell backwards. I wrapped my wings around me to protect me from both the weapons and the fall. When I opened them, I found myself in front of some sort of portal, but I didn't have much time to think about it. The demons who were going to attack me in the alley were coming through the portal right after me.

Ignoring the pain in my lungs, I started to run again. I managed to get a fair distance away and managed to lose all the demons but one. The usual lizard stalker, not that that was any comfort. For a moment, I felt confident that I was going to be able to find someplace to hide. My hopes were slaughtered when I suddenly felt the lizard grab my right wing with his claws. Blood quickly started flowing from the wound, and the demon forced me to turn around. He threw me against the wall, and his mouth was dangerously close to mine.

I was going to kick him when the demon suddenly pulled back as if blinded. For a moment, I noticed that the alley was a bit brighter but didn't think about it as I started to run again. After I was certain that no one was following me, I slowed down and looked around. The sights that greeted me were vastly different from what I was used to. Back home, everything was dirty, chaotic, dangerous, and old. Where I found myself was dirty as well since it was a back alley, but it didn't seem very dangerous or chaotic, and it definitely wasn't old.

I studied my surroundings for a few moments before I realized that I was in Human World. At once panic gripped me. I had heard all about Human World from my job at the bar. Demons were always talking about it and the Spirit Detectives. The tales I had heard weren't pretty. All of the stories ended in the death of the demon and with the lesson, if you ever entered Human World to hide yourself ASAP or else the Spirit Detectives would kill you.

While I looked around for a place to hide my mind kept stubbornly thinking about what could happen if the Spirit Detectives caught me. Every scenario was worse than the last, and for some reason I couldn't stop thinking about them. I felt worse and worse as I realized that there was a very slim chance of me ever getting home alive.

I had heard all about the Spirit Detectives from the demons at the bar and from the radio/TV commentaries of both tournaments. I even saw Urameshi Yusuke fight Chu in the Dark Tournament. Even though he wasn't all that strong back then, he would have still been able to kill me easily. I shivered at the thought of how strong all detectives would be now several years after the tournament.

After walking for a while longer, I decided that I needed a disguise so that I would be harder to find in a human crowd. At once, my eyes caught sight of a very old hat and even older coat in a dumper. I smiled a bit as I put them on. My wings and ears were covered perfectly. I looked around again, this time for a place to hide. When I saw none, I started walking again.

Almost a second later, I saw someone enter the alley I was in. Someone with red hair. My demonic heart almost stopped as I realized that the person was one of Urameshi's team mates from the Dark Tournament with a haircut (it only reached his neck instead of his mid-back). I wasn't sure if this man was the one who used the Spirit Sword or the Rose Whip, but I wasn't going to wait around to find out.

Without waiting another second, I started walking into another alley. My face paled when I realized that the man was following me. I forced myself to keep walking at the same speed in an attempt to make the man think he was mistaken. After a few moments, the man's footsteps became doubtful. For a second, I thought I had managed to trick him and joy filled my being. But suddenly his footsteps became confident again.

Finally, I couldn't take it any longer. I started increasing my speed. Soon I was running, and the man matched my pace easily. I longed to take to the air, but it was too risky since I would be easier to see. My breaths were coming out as pants within seconds, and I was slowing, but the Spirit Detective made no move to overtake me.

When my lungs felt ready to burst, I stopped and faced the man. "What the hell do you want?" I demanded. To my horror, my voice betrayed my feelings by sounding just as weak, breathless, and scared as I was.

The man didn't answer for a moment, but when he did, he didn't answer my question. Instead, he said, "What's your name?"

I looked at him completely confused. My first thought was that maybe he needed to know it for the paperwork he was going to fill out. (I had heard that Spirit World loves paperwork more than anything else.) My second thought was that he just wanted to know my name before he killed me. In a moment of light-headedness from lack of oxygen, I gave him a fake name. "Tsukino."

He nodded and seemed to study me. "He's trying to figure out the best way to kill me," I thought as I became more and more afraid. For a second, I thought of running again, but I was too tired, and the man could easily capture me. With no other choice, I decided to wait and see what would happen.

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Death is on its way

First Case After Demon World Tournament
Day One

After seven years without a case, we have a new mission. As I walk around looking for signs of a demon, I puzzle over what Koenma has told Yusuke, Kazuma, Hiei, and me. What we were told was little. The most we know, at this time, is that a portal has opened and a demon has come through it. Yusuke and Kazuma are excited about being on another mission after so long. Hiei, on the other hand, is just trying to get out of patrol duty. I've come along just to make sure that there is no trouble and for old times sake.

We walk in a group for a few moments before Yusuke suggests that we split up. We do so, and I continue to wonder why Koenma has told us so little and why he is making such a big deal about a demon crossing into Human World.

It doesn't make any sense. The barrier between Demon World and Human World has been down for four years, and all the demons know not to make trouble. Then again, it has been four years. Many of the rougher demons must be getting bored with nothing to do since they cannot attack humans any longer. But Koenma would have told us if the demon who slipped through was a troublemaker, so why is this demon so important?

I pull myself from my thoughts as I notice a figure in a large brown and holey coat with a bright red baseball cap. The figure notices me as well and pauses for a moment, before turning into an alley. Following my instincts, I follow it.

***

The person never seems to walk any faster, and now I'm beginning to doubt myself. Suddenly I sense demonic energy coming from the person in front of me. My doubts disappear, and I keep following.

***

The demon is starting to speed up so I walk faster, but just so that I'm a few steps behind it. It is best to let the demon tire itself out before approaching it. Though Koenma didn't tell us, I can tell that this demon isn't a fighter. But all demons are dangerous if frightened. Once it tires, I will confront it.

***

Finally, the demon has turned to confront me, and I realize she's a girl who appears about the age of my body, maybe two years my senior. The quarter moon throws just enough light so that I can see her black hair and brown eyes. For a moment, I'm reminded of Maya. Though why, I cannot say. The demon looks at me fearfully, and her voice trembles as she demands to know what I want. I avoid the question and ask her what her name is instead.

She pauses before saying, "Tsukino."

I nod at her answer and study her. As I had thought before, this demon is no fighter. She appears no older than my body, but demons age quite differently from humans. For all I know, she could be over a hundred years old. Under the coat I see a bulge so I assume she has wings. I also suppose that her ears are not like a humans or else she wouldn't be wearing the cap. As I take a closer look at her disguise, I almost smile. If she had covered her aura, I would have never thought she was a demon.

"It would be much easier to disguise yourself if you learned how to hide your energy," I tell her.

She just glares at me. "It doesn't really matter, does it? It's not like I'm going to have time to learn how."

I looked her, confused. "Why not?"

"You're a Spirit Detective," she tells me as if that explains everything.

I frown. Did she think that I was going to kill her? Before I can say anything Yusuke appears at one of the entrances to the alley.

The girl also notices and quickly turns to leave. Kazuma appears at other entrance, and she hesitates. Then Hiei appears at the last entrance with his sword unsheathed.

Things are not going as I had hoped. The girl was almost calm enough so that I could explain the situation, but now she's terrified. She takes a step back, but before she could take another, I grab her arm. To Hiei's amusement and my advantage, she trips and falls onto her stomach. I quickly grab her arms and keep her there while the others come closer. She is struggling to free herself but seems to be getting weaker.

Her coat is quite worn and with her struggling, it has ripped, revealing her red bat wings and red cat tail. Her cap has also come off and revealed red cat ears.

Hiei is the first to comment. "We should tie up her wings so that she can't fly away."

It is almost as if Hiei's comment reminded her of her wings. Not a second after Hiei spoke, she stretched her wings and pushed me off. Now she is running down the alleys, and we are giving chase. She is tiring quickly as if she has already run quite a distance.

***

We manage to surround her, and she stares at us in fear. No doubt she has heard about the Dark Tournament and the Demon World Tournament. She has to know what we are capable of.

Kazuma understands the situation and aids me in trying to calm the demon down, but she doesn't listen. She takes a step back and steps onto a manhole. I notice her eyes dart down to it.

She wouldn't, would she?

I cover my eyes as the alley is suddenly filled with a bright white light. The moment the light disappears, I remove my arm and look around. Yusuke is the first to speak.

"She actually went into the sewers?!"

I nod and walk over to the open manhole. "Yes. Yusuke, you and Kazuma stay above ground and track her that way. Hiei and I will take the Sewers." I start to lower myself into the sewers below. If we are lucky, the demon will be easy to find.

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I have nothing left to say.

I stopped to catch my breath as I looked around the sewers. With a sigh, I clutched my head as thoughts of how I was doomed crossed my mind. I wasn't sure why the Spirit Detectives hadn't killed me right away, but I was sure that they were going to kill me the next time they saw me. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to curl up into a ball and just wait for the end, but I forced myself to keep walking. My demon pride refused to be killed by a Spirit Detective.

After walking for only a few minutes, a loud noise shattered the silence in the sewers. I looked up and saw nothing but decided it would be safer to turn around. Just when I started to walk in the other direction, someone dropped from the ceiling in front of me. I saw his black hair and brown eyes, and at once I realized that in front of me was Urameshi Yusuke. Acting quickly, I jumped back and started to make a run for it. Urameshi gave chase and was quickly joined by the other detectives. I tried to lose them in the maze of the sewers, but they somehow managed to remain just one turn behind me.

Then, just when I ran by a corridor, a hand shot out from it and grabbed me. I didn't even have time to make a sound before a hand clapped itself over my mouth. Since I was too tired to fight, I was dragged deeper into the maze. "I'm going to die here," I thought as tears started to run down my face. Even though I had a horrible life, I didn't want it to end so quickly. I wasn't even thirty, for goodness' sake!

My thoughts were cut off as my capturer and I stopped at a dead end. For a moment, I wondered if we were lost when the dead end erupted in light. I quickly closed my eyes and waited for them to adjust. Once they had, I realized a human was holding me. My nose scrunched, and my pride decided that it would rather die by the hands of Spirit Detective than by that of a normal human.

I was just about to try to think up an escape plan when three demonic looking humans walked into the dead end. I realized that I must have trespassed into a gang's territory, though why they were in a sewer was beyond me. Trying to keep my cool, I glared at the human who was the leader. I also noticed that the scent of cigarette smoke entered the dead end along with the man and his thugs. My nose scrunched some more as I tried not to gag.

The leader was tall with cruel eyes, and his hair was starting to go gray. As he studied me, he smirked; his cruel eyes sparkling. He reached out and grabbed my jaw with one hand. I glared at him and bared my fangs at him like a common dog. I didn't care how doglike I was acting; I just wanted to get away from everything. When I started growling, the leader merely slapped me like the dog I was acting like. His smirk widened at my pain and then he spoke.

"Behave if you want to live, mutt."

"If the only reason I'm living is to amuse some higher entity, I'd rather die!" I shouted at him.

The leader ignored me. "Stato-san," he spoke to the thug holding me. "How much do you think we'll get for her?"

"At least a hundred thousand yen, Oshiro-sama," Stato replied.

Oshiro smiled and turned back to me, an evil grin on his face. "You're going to make me a lot of money."

It took all I had not to spit on his face. Instead I closed my eyes and turned my disgust inward as I tried to summon my new power again. I tried to find the trigger that had saved me twice before. But before I could find it, Oshiro spoke again.

"Stato-san, you hold her while Mochizuki-san cuts her wings. We can't have her flying off now, can we?"

The two thugs replied, and I heard a knife being unsheathed. Suddenly, I felt power rush through me, and all the humans cried out in terror and pain as something blinded them. I pushed Stato away from me and ran from the dead end. My light disappeared after a few seconds, and the thugs quickly tried to give chase.

To my delight, they were much easier to lose than the detectives were, and within minutes I was safe for the moment. Slowly, I stopped running and tried to recover some energy. I looked around and noticed an orange glow coming from one of the tunnels. Once again I ignored my gut that told me to beware and walked over.

I creeped over to the tunnel with the orange glow and noticed that it was coming from a sword of energy. My eyes widened when I saw the holder of the sword, and I quickly pulled back and tried to get my heartbeat to calm. It was the orange haired detective with brown eyes. At once, I started to feel panic rise in me again, but I forced it down.

Still creeping, I started to turn into another tunnel only to see Urameshi there with a ball of blue light in his hand. Biting back a curse, I tried to turn into the only other tunnel. To my growing terror, the short, black haired, red eyed demon was there. I backed away from the entrances of the tunnels and tried to figure a way out of the mess I found myself in. Looking around, I noticed a ladder that led back up to the streets. With the lights moving closer, I decided to take my chances above ground.

After quickly and silently climbing the ladder, I ran along the streets. Air ran over my wings, and I resisted the urge to open them and fly. The detectives knew the city much better than I did, and if I took to the air it would only make it easier for them to track me. The air continued to tease me as I ran.

After a little while, I stopped running and started walking. After a bit, I stopped all together and looked around. I had nowhere to go, and I had death on my heels. If I didn't come up with a plan, I was only going to die faster.

I looked around myself to see broken down buildings surrounded me. If I was lucky, I'd be able to find an empty building to hide in. Once more I started walking but quickly started running when Stato spotted me. He cornered me quickly, and I got a good look at him. He could have passed for a demon; he was huge with black hair and an evil smirk on his face. I had a brief flash back to one fight I had seen on the TV set, Urameshi vs. Toguro. This guy looked just like Toguro only shorter and no sunglasses.

When he had me cornered, his smirk turned into an evil grin. "Now, now, sweetheart. The boss doesn't like it when his pet runs away."

A wall of anger hit me. I was nobody's pet, least of all that bastard's.

Slowly the thug advanced towards me. "Come here, puppy."

Another wave of anger hit me, this time due to my cat demon blood.

"Screw off!" I screamed at him. "I'm part cat and bat demon! You moron! I'm not a dog! And I'm not that bastard's pet!"

The next second, I felt something scrape my left arm and cut through my left wing. Slowly, I realized Stato was holding a handgun.

The sadist grinned at my pain. "That was a warning shot. Now come on before I get angry."

"Tell your boss this," I told him as my anger continued to build. "Tell him, TO GO ROT IN HELL!"

The alley erupted in light, and I was about to run when Stato grabbed my arm.

"You're not going anywhere," he told me. "The boss is not going to be-"

The voice of the spirit detective with the spirit sword cut him off. "She's over here!"

Stato released me, and I fell to the ground. As he ran out of the alley he said, "Oshiro-sama always gets what he wants."

I was still angry so I got back up and shouted, "Like hell he does!"

A moment after I yelled at Stato, the detectives entered the alley. They all had a weapon out and ready. The short demon was looking at me in disgust, probably because of my mixed blood, while the others looked worried. They slowly advanced towards me as if worried I might run again. I didn't care though. My energy was completely spent so I prepared myself for death.

My body was screaming with wariness. I closed my eyes for a second, and I suddenly felt the world tip. The next second, I felt my knees give out from underneath me, and I fell to the ground. Before I hit it though, I felt someone catch me. In my last moment of consciousness, I felt someone lift me up and start carrying me.

Disclaimer: I don't own YYH, but I have two volumes of manga. Also I own the little poem in between the line breaks, and I own Tsukino.

A/N: Wow… I have three different writing styles in one chapter. Anyways, that's the redo chapter, and I have to say I like it way more than the original. The only thing I sorta don't like is the new title, but I couldn't think of anything. Any suggestions? And for those of you who can't picture Kurama with short hair, either find the episode where Hiei is thinking about his life and first meeting Kurama, or find Volume 7 of the manga with the bonus two-shot.

And I'm warning you right now. Updates may take some time for two reasons.

1. I feel horrible for writing this now that I know about Maya (see YYH Volume Seven, bonus chapter.) No idea why I feel so bad about it but I do.

And

2. I'm trying to figure out how to make this plot uncliched and unique. So I'll try to update when I can. (Probably soon since plot doesn't really matter yet).

Thanks for reading both my story and my ranting. Suggestions are welcomed. I'll try to have more story and less ranting next time. See ya later.

-D101