To Break the Chain
Kohari: Since I removed the little dream fic I posted to turn it into this, I suppose technically this is my first YYH fic, right? Well, I hope you enjoy it. I also hope that I'm not copying someone else's idea. And that you don't sue me 'cause I don't own YYH. Here goes!
Chapter 1
"Explain to me again WHY I am here, Kurama," a certain blue-n-black haired apparition asked, annoyed that he had ben dragged into this as well. It wasn't his job to be spirit detective. Why should he help? It's not like it was beneficial to him. If anything, it was degrading. He hated humans. And here he was, in a forest, with vines and thorns up his ass, lowered to being a dog-catcher for rogues of the spirit world.
"We're here to aid Yusuke," Kurama answered in his sophisticated manner. He had to admit, it wasn't the most comforting thing to be crouching in a bush, waiting for their target, in this case, an evil sprite bent on dangerously pranking humans. It wouldn't have mattered if it just stole people's car keys. Oh, no. The situation was much more serious than that. This little devil led people off cliff-edges with illusions, forced cars to swerve toward unsuspecting pedestrians, and almost anything else that might end in a fatal accident.
"This because..." Hiei went on, frustrated that Urameshi couldn't hurry up and get this over with. The clean-up crew may clean up the detective if he didn't get his sorry little human butt over there within the next couple of -
Before Hiei could finish his thought (seconds), and before his fox partner could respond, they heard a disturbing menacing laugh echo not far from their current location. Shouts from Yusuke and Kuwabara followed. Apparently, the obsessed prankster wasn't listening to their commands to "get back here, ya little runt!", because that hideous giggle continued to come closer and closer until.
"Now we attack, Hiei!" Kurama suggested, but the firey-tempered (and element) teen (is he?) was one step ahead of him, sword drawn and its wielder on the offensive, air-born and inches from the flesh of its prey.
Yusuke and Kuwabara entered the clearing in time enough to be splattered with the blood of the sprite, what was left of the body bathed in it on the ground.
"Did you have to kill it, half-pint?" Kuwabara chastised, annoyed that he didn't get a shot at the thing
"Yeah, we were kinda supposed to bring it in alive, Hiei," Yusuke pointed out, though more calmly than his teammate.
"Since when do you care for Koenma's preferences?" Kurama asked curiously. Everyone got silent.
"I don't," Yusuke retorted. "But it's my job, unlike you."
"True, I don't necessarily work for Koenma any longer, but..." The red-headed rose-whip expert left off that, allowing the others to take the remark how they wanted it.
"Well, let's drag this corpse back to headquarters!" Yusuke chirped enthusiastically, clapping his hands once to get attention and motivate the others.
"There's no way I'm touchin' that thing," Kuwabara complained as Kurama and Yusuke were leaving, obviously planning on him doing the dirty (literally) work. He ran after them, the corpse left with a scowling Hiei. He destroyed the remains, signalling to the others it wasn't worth the effort. They still had to report to their superior, though, and they made their way to the exit of the tick-and-who-knows-what-else-infested forest.
As they moved along, Hiei trailed a little ways behind. He knew he'd regret allowing himself to become their "friend." He didn't give a fuck what happened to them. Just as he was dwelling on these thoughts, a voice behind him called to him.
"Who's there?" he demanded, surveying his surroundings to who was daring to hide from him.
"Just someone who can help you." The voice was misty and of a feminine origin. It sounded like it anyway.
"I need help from no one woman," Hiei declared, going on his way once again, but was stopped when the voice went on.
"You were better off a loner," she observed. "You've become attached to those humans, and you resent it. You wish you could turn back to the way you were. I can help you do that."
"I'm intrigued. Go on." Hiei began once again to look around him, curious as to where this insane person was.
"There is a certain power that can grant you whatever it is you want. All you have to do is gather a few orbs."
"Really." This was no question. He was skeptical. What she was suggesting was simply impossible. He had a better chance of finding himself fucking a human than believing her.
"Yes. And I have the first three right here." The woman came out of the shadows of the already darkening forest. She was completely covered in a cloak, but you could still tell that she was ancient in her years. She held these so-called mystic orbs. Or rather, they hovered above her hand slightly.
"And how many do I have to collect?" Hiei asked her, still suspicious, as he slunk towards her cautiously. It was possible that this was a trap to get him off-guard. Was he paranoid that some eccentric loon would attack him.
"Eight," she answered, not faltering. She may be telling the truth. These magical balls (lame-sounding I know) called to him, and he touched one, it sending a small surge through his hand.
"How do I find these orbs?" he questioned her, convinced now that she wasn't lying.
"You shall be able to sense them," she told him. "And, luckily for you, they are all located in this area. I shall help you retrieve them." She lifted her free hand after placing two of the orbs on the same hand as the other, and five shimmering, glowing balls sped to answer the summons, acting the part of a satellite around her uplifted fingers.
"How do I know this is no trick?" the fire apparition inquired. This was all too easy. "Why would you give them to me? Why not keep them for yourself?"
"Because you could do greater things than I could, and I am interested to see how you use them."
"Hmph."
She offered the orbs to him silently, each of them circling her left hand in front of him. Hiei could see wrinkles, peeling skin, and countless veins creeping up the old lady's arm, but said nothing. As soon as he reached for them, they fell into his awaiting hands, losing their brilliance.
"How do I summon up this power?"
"The octagon shall lead your path," the woman said mysteriously and disappeared once again into the undergrowth. For a moment, Hiei wondered whether he should've killed her while she was still in sight, but he dismissed the thought. She wanted amusement in seeing how he handled this power, and she would at least live to regret it.
He pondered on what the mysterious woman's last words had said to him. "Octagon," he repeated. Then he knew. The orbs had to be in an octagonal form. But did order matter? The balls glowed in response, telling them that it did. The orbs were all different colors maybe that had something to do with it.
Red, pink, violet, green, white, black, blue, and gold. He placed them in a circular pattern (eight points anyway, right?), the colors being beside one another in this order: White, gold, green, blue, violet, pink, red, black, back to white.
World Domination. That plan had been on his mind from the beginning. No more being topped by that raven-haired freak, Yusuke, always protecting that girl, Kayko. The thought of love made him sick. And no more having to put up with that idiot Kuwabara, whose hobby it seemed to brag about him being better, not knowing what he was talking about. No more Kurama, who was constantly trying to tell him what was right to do, attempting to work out the enigma (Hiei) and sharing what little knowledge he had on the subject with the others at every turn. The only one he would truly miss would be Yukina, his sister, oblivious to that fact. She was ignorant as to who her brother was, and that made things better. She would be ashamed to see his true ambitions if she knew. He didn't approve of Kuwabara being around her that much, but it kept her happy, and that was all he could ask for.
'Prepare to change, world. Your fate now belongs to Hiei.'
He called upon the combined powers of the orbs, their light almost blinding. His dearest wish would be granted.
Kohari: Okay. I do expect reviews for this one. Watch me get nothing. Everybody reviewed the dream when I said they didn't have to, and now that I want them to, they probably won't. Should I use reverse psychology? Do not review people! Did it work? (This part is meant to be at least a little funny, so laugh. LAUGH!). Anyway, we all know what Hiei wished for. Next chapter, we will start a resistance with the rest of Team Urameshi. And later on, I may come into the chapter (I was in the dream and this is kind of a very long and tweaked version of the dream, so...). But I can't continue if I think people don't care, so review! And flames are accepted just as long as I get...I dunno. I'll go easy. 5 reviews. Byes!
Kohari: Since I removed the little dream fic I posted to turn it into this, I suppose technically this is my first YYH fic, right? Well, I hope you enjoy it. I also hope that I'm not copying someone else's idea. And that you don't sue me 'cause I don't own YYH. Here goes!
Chapter 1
"Explain to me again WHY I am here, Kurama," a certain blue-n-black haired apparition asked, annoyed that he had ben dragged into this as well. It wasn't his job to be spirit detective. Why should he help? It's not like it was beneficial to him. If anything, it was degrading. He hated humans. And here he was, in a forest, with vines and thorns up his ass, lowered to being a dog-catcher for rogues of the spirit world.
"We're here to aid Yusuke," Kurama answered in his sophisticated manner. He had to admit, it wasn't the most comforting thing to be crouching in a bush, waiting for their target, in this case, an evil sprite bent on dangerously pranking humans. It wouldn't have mattered if it just stole people's car keys. Oh, no. The situation was much more serious than that. This little devil led people off cliff-edges with illusions, forced cars to swerve toward unsuspecting pedestrians, and almost anything else that might end in a fatal accident.
"This because..." Hiei went on, frustrated that Urameshi couldn't hurry up and get this over with. The clean-up crew may clean up the detective if he didn't get his sorry little human butt over there within the next couple of -
Before Hiei could finish his thought (seconds), and before his fox partner could respond, they heard a disturbing menacing laugh echo not far from their current location. Shouts from Yusuke and Kuwabara followed. Apparently, the obsessed prankster wasn't listening to their commands to "get back here, ya little runt!", because that hideous giggle continued to come closer and closer until.
"Now we attack, Hiei!" Kurama suggested, but the firey-tempered (and element) teen (is he?) was one step ahead of him, sword drawn and its wielder on the offensive, air-born and inches from the flesh of its prey.
Yusuke and Kuwabara entered the clearing in time enough to be splattered with the blood of the sprite, what was left of the body bathed in it on the ground.
"Did you have to kill it, half-pint?" Kuwabara chastised, annoyed that he didn't get a shot at the thing
"Yeah, we were kinda supposed to bring it in alive, Hiei," Yusuke pointed out, though more calmly than his teammate.
"Since when do you care for Koenma's preferences?" Kurama asked curiously. Everyone got silent.
"I don't," Yusuke retorted. "But it's my job, unlike you."
"True, I don't necessarily work for Koenma any longer, but..." The red-headed rose-whip expert left off that, allowing the others to take the remark how they wanted it.
"Well, let's drag this corpse back to headquarters!" Yusuke chirped enthusiastically, clapping his hands once to get attention and motivate the others.
"There's no way I'm touchin' that thing," Kuwabara complained as Kurama and Yusuke were leaving, obviously planning on him doing the dirty (literally) work. He ran after them, the corpse left with a scowling Hiei. He destroyed the remains, signalling to the others it wasn't worth the effort. They still had to report to their superior, though, and they made their way to the exit of the tick-and-who-knows-what-else-infested forest.
As they moved along, Hiei trailed a little ways behind. He knew he'd regret allowing himself to become their "friend." He didn't give a fuck what happened to them. Just as he was dwelling on these thoughts, a voice behind him called to him.
"Who's there?" he demanded, surveying his surroundings to who was daring to hide from him.
"Just someone who can help you." The voice was misty and of a feminine origin. It sounded like it anyway.
"I need help from no one woman," Hiei declared, going on his way once again, but was stopped when the voice went on.
"You were better off a loner," she observed. "You've become attached to those humans, and you resent it. You wish you could turn back to the way you were. I can help you do that."
"I'm intrigued. Go on." Hiei began once again to look around him, curious as to where this insane person was.
"There is a certain power that can grant you whatever it is you want. All you have to do is gather a few orbs."
"Really." This was no question. He was skeptical. What she was suggesting was simply impossible. He had a better chance of finding himself fucking a human than believing her.
"Yes. And I have the first three right here." The woman came out of the shadows of the already darkening forest. She was completely covered in a cloak, but you could still tell that she was ancient in her years. She held these so-called mystic orbs. Or rather, they hovered above her hand slightly.
"And how many do I have to collect?" Hiei asked her, still suspicious, as he slunk towards her cautiously. It was possible that this was a trap to get him off-guard. Was he paranoid that some eccentric loon would attack him.
"Eight," she answered, not faltering. She may be telling the truth. These magical balls (lame-sounding I know) called to him, and he touched one, it sending a small surge through his hand.
"How do I find these orbs?" he questioned her, convinced now that she wasn't lying.
"You shall be able to sense them," she told him. "And, luckily for you, they are all located in this area. I shall help you retrieve them." She lifted her free hand after placing two of the orbs on the same hand as the other, and five shimmering, glowing balls sped to answer the summons, acting the part of a satellite around her uplifted fingers.
"How do I know this is no trick?" the fire apparition inquired. This was all too easy. "Why would you give them to me? Why not keep them for yourself?"
"Because you could do greater things than I could, and I am interested to see how you use them."
"Hmph."
She offered the orbs to him silently, each of them circling her left hand in front of him. Hiei could see wrinkles, peeling skin, and countless veins creeping up the old lady's arm, but said nothing. As soon as he reached for them, they fell into his awaiting hands, losing their brilliance.
"How do I summon up this power?"
"The octagon shall lead your path," the woman said mysteriously and disappeared once again into the undergrowth. For a moment, Hiei wondered whether he should've killed her while she was still in sight, but he dismissed the thought. She wanted amusement in seeing how he handled this power, and she would at least live to regret it.
He pondered on what the mysterious woman's last words had said to him. "Octagon," he repeated. Then he knew. The orbs had to be in an octagonal form. But did order matter? The balls glowed in response, telling them that it did. The orbs were all different colors maybe that had something to do with it.
Red, pink, violet, green, white, black, blue, and gold. He placed them in a circular pattern (eight points anyway, right?), the colors being beside one another in this order: White, gold, green, blue, violet, pink, red, black, back to white.
World Domination. That plan had been on his mind from the beginning. No more being topped by that raven-haired freak, Yusuke, always protecting that girl, Kayko. The thought of love made him sick. And no more having to put up with that idiot Kuwabara, whose hobby it seemed to brag about him being better, not knowing what he was talking about. No more Kurama, who was constantly trying to tell him what was right to do, attempting to work out the enigma (Hiei) and sharing what little knowledge he had on the subject with the others at every turn. The only one he would truly miss would be Yukina, his sister, oblivious to that fact. She was ignorant as to who her brother was, and that made things better. She would be ashamed to see his true ambitions if she knew. He didn't approve of Kuwabara being around her that much, but it kept her happy, and that was all he could ask for.
'Prepare to change, world. Your fate now belongs to Hiei.'
He called upon the combined powers of the orbs, their light almost blinding. His dearest wish would be granted.
Kohari: Okay. I do expect reviews for this one. Watch me get nothing. Everybody reviewed the dream when I said they didn't have to, and now that I want them to, they probably won't. Should I use reverse psychology? Do not review people! Did it work? (This part is meant to be at least a little funny, so laugh. LAUGH!). Anyway, we all know what Hiei wished for. Next chapter, we will start a resistance with the rest of Team Urameshi. And later on, I may come into the chapter (I was in the dream and this is kind of a very long and tweaked version of the dream, so...). But I can't continue if I think people don't care, so review! And flames are accepted just as long as I get...I dunno. I'll go easy. 5 reviews. Byes!