Tranformation to Jaganshi
Ok, this is an account of how Hiei got his Jagan. I really do not see any point in making much more of a summary, so, pls read and review if you like. I wrote this when I was watching an episode of YYH and got inspired. It's sort of dark, and deep, but then, that's why it's in the Angst section. If you don't like angst, and torment, then I suggest you not read this. Hope you like it....
Disclaimer: I really see this not necessary. If I was Togashi, one, I would be male, two, I would be in Japan, and 3, I would be rich. All of these I am not, so therefore, I do not own YYH, or anything remotely related to it that is already copyrighted by Togashi.
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He was right. If any part of my body had been free, I would have torn my own eyes out. Ever since I had been abandoned by the Koorime, I had made sure my emotions were downplayed and hardly ever expressed. I feared nothing. But as soon as I found myself embraced by the amethyst depths of that table, my arms, legs and lower abdomen covered in that purple substance, I could feel my structure shake, though I made sure nothing showed as that maniac loomed over me.
It made me more uncomfortable than ever, having no defense at all. This loon could do whatever he wanted to me, and I would have no defense. I bit my tongue to try and stop the pit of pure fear growing in my most inner being. I stiffened my body, and reassured myself I had dealt with worse, and that I could stand up to anything. But as the doctor towered over me, he said,
"I had to bind your body so you wouldn't try to rip your eyes out. I have earplugs for myself. For the screams you see."
"I won't say a word. Just get started." I said to him, making sure my words, as they came off my tongue, were laced with edge.
"Everybody screams." The cold glint that passed through his eyes just then, one of a being who enjoyed seeing others writhe in pain and torture, send a chill through me, leaving my heart almost not beating, icy down to the marrow.
"The question is, what will you say."
Those were the last words I heard before the machinery started. And as I stared up at the whirring, pointed, lethal machine above me, all my inner defenses collapsed. The pit of fear now consumed me, and it was reflected in my crimson eyes, gone wide with terror.
'Yukina...!' was my last comprehendable thought before that maniac starting implanting my Jagan. And he was right. I screamed. I was too scared and in pain to even be ashamed of myself. I screamed my soul out. It was like nothing I had ever felt, or would ever feel again. The pain was beyond excruciating. My skin being slit open with the dirty blade, all my nerves on fire, my voice cracking from my throat, raw from screaming and crying out in pain, that lunatic digging deep into my skull, preparing for my third eye. I screamed and screamed, crying out for Hina, my ice mother, for Yukina, for the doctor to get off my body, for the pain to stop...
My mind was in torment, my body writhed, exausted, but unable to stop trying to escape the half finished surgery. I screamed until I thought my voice box had shattered. I only remember hearing three things the whole time. The whir of the deadly machinery above me, my own screams of pain and terror, and through all that, the soft thunk of 2 round black gems as they hit the floor. My tears.
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When I awoke later, I was on my back, outside under pouring rain. I put one hand to my head, finding a white cloth bandage wrapped firmly around my forehead. I believe it was only my fingers that could have felt the minute raise on my skin that was the evidence of my new title: Jaganshi, the three- eyed demon, Hiei.
Ok, this is an account of how Hiei got his Jagan. I really do not see any point in making much more of a summary, so, pls read and review if you like. I wrote this when I was watching an episode of YYH and got inspired. It's sort of dark, and deep, but then, that's why it's in the Angst section. If you don't like angst, and torment, then I suggest you not read this. Hope you like it....
Disclaimer: I really see this not necessary. If I was Togashi, one, I would be male, two, I would be in Japan, and 3, I would be rich. All of these I am not, so therefore, I do not own YYH, or anything remotely related to it that is already copyrighted by Togashi.
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He was right. If any part of my body had been free, I would have torn my own eyes out. Ever since I had been abandoned by the Koorime, I had made sure my emotions were downplayed and hardly ever expressed. I feared nothing. But as soon as I found myself embraced by the amethyst depths of that table, my arms, legs and lower abdomen covered in that purple substance, I could feel my structure shake, though I made sure nothing showed as that maniac loomed over me.
It made me more uncomfortable than ever, having no defense at all. This loon could do whatever he wanted to me, and I would have no defense. I bit my tongue to try and stop the pit of pure fear growing in my most inner being. I stiffened my body, and reassured myself I had dealt with worse, and that I could stand up to anything. But as the doctor towered over me, he said,
"I had to bind your body so you wouldn't try to rip your eyes out. I have earplugs for myself. For the screams you see."
"I won't say a word. Just get started." I said to him, making sure my words, as they came off my tongue, were laced with edge.
"Everybody screams." The cold glint that passed through his eyes just then, one of a being who enjoyed seeing others writhe in pain and torture, send a chill through me, leaving my heart almost not beating, icy down to the marrow.
"The question is, what will you say."
Those were the last words I heard before the machinery started. And as I stared up at the whirring, pointed, lethal machine above me, all my inner defenses collapsed. The pit of fear now consumed me, and it was reflected in my crimson eyes, gone wide with terror.
'Yukina...!' was my last comprehendable thought before that maniac starting implanting my Jagan. And he was right. I screamed. I was too scared and in pain to even be ashamed of myself. I screamed my soul out. It was like nothing I had ever felt, or would ever feel again. The pain was beyond excruciating. My skin being slit open with the dirty blade, all my nerves on fire, my voice cracking from my throat, raw from screaming and crying out in pain, that lunatic digging deep into my skull, preparing for my third eye. I screamed and screamed, crying out for Hina, my ice mother, for Yukina, for the doctor to get off my body, for the pain to stop...
My mind was in torment, my body writhed, exausted, but unable to stop trying to escape the half finished surgery. I screamed until I thought my voice box had shattered. I only remember hearing three things the whole time. The whir of the deadly machinery above me, my own screams of pain and terror, and through all that, the soft thunk of 2 round black gems as they hit the floor. My tears.
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When I awoke later, I was on my back, outside under pouring rain. I put one hand to my head, finding a white cloth bandage wrapped firmly around my forehead. I believe it was only my fingers that could have felt the minute raise on my skin that was the evidence of my new title: Jaganshi, the three- eyed demon, Hiei.