Koenmas office 2 years prior

"Koenma sir, there is someone here to see you!" The large blue demon named George said as he escorted in a strange-cloaked figure in, pulling him out a chair. "There you are my good sir, just one moment." He said cheerily as he took his place beside his master. The toddler form of the prince feverishly stamping away at his large desk.

"Thank you Ogre, you may leave" Koenma stated, not even looking up from his paperwork, his red ink stamp on each and every left hand corner of the pages that continued to pile up in the out box.

"B-but sir!!!" George said obviously offended that his master was putting him out. The blue ogre's face became very downcast at the thought of his master not trusting him with the business. He opened his mouth to protest once more, but thought better of it as he saw his master's face turn slightly red.

"Do as I say ogre, now." Koenma said with a strange sort of calmness in his voice that scared the blue ogre as he ran straight out the doors, making sure they were closed firmly behind him. "I was wondering when you would come." Koenma said taking his teenage form and looking up at the hooded figure.

An awkward silence filled the room as he gazed toward the person sitting in front of him. He knew exactly who she was, without having to see her face, and the tension that had built up between them over the last year or so was enough to cause both of their hearts to race slightly.

"Its been such a long time your highness, I would remove my hood, however, you know that it is not safe for me to do so in the time we now live in." she spoke in a soft voice from beneath her hood. However, Koenma noticed that her hood could not conceal the amber eyes of his best friend.

"Yes well, what is it that you came to see me for?" He asked as he walked over to a tea set and began to pour a cup. When he made his way over to her, he noticed her wringing her hands in her lap, as if she was very nervous about the next few words she planned to say.

"I need your help, sir." She said even more quietly than before as she took the cup and saucer from him and sat it on the desk in front of her.

This request caught him a bit off guard. It was true, things had been a little tense since she had made her decision, but never in all their years as friends did her think she would be afraid to ask him for help. Koenma shook his head, clearing his mind of the thoughts, "Please, there is no need for the formalities, you are royalty, as am I."

"I don't think it wise to speak of that so loudly sir, you know there are people out to dethrone my family. You must be cautious when you speak of us, for even the walls have ears." With this Koenma sighed and took his tea back to his seat. She sipped hers silently, stopping to adjust her hood occasionally, to make sure that none of the camera's in Koenma's office could get a clear shot of her face.

"What is it that you need help with?" Koenma said taking a drink of his tea as well, leaning back into his large leather chair, enjoying the feel of the warm liquid making it's way down his throat.

"We have received information that an attack has been planned by the new queen of the Rekai on our kingdom, wishing to take away the throne from myself and my father. We are strong Koenma, however, we are not strong enough to handle the army that she has assembled in her short time as queen. It has always been said that because of my family's special circumstances that Spirit world would help us if we ever came into dire circumstances. That is why I am here. I must ask for the aid of your spirit detective team." She said quickly as she took another hearty drink from the small cup. She looked up into Koenma's face, as if searching it for his answer her eyes brimming with tears under her hood.

"I'm afraid I cant do that dear." Koenma sighed heavily as he placed his teacup back onto its saucer. She let out a heavy sigh as well and allowed a few of the tears to spill out of her eyes, thankful that he couldn't see her. "The detective was fired right after the Rekai Tournament. Since then the team has gone their separate ways."

"Can't you call them back? Even just one of them would be a great aid to us!" the hooded woman said slamming her hands down hard on Koenmas desk. She couldn't even begin to explain the absolute rage that threatened to spill over right then and there. This man, who she had so long called her friend, was now turning his back on her and her people. She clinched her fist tightly and waited for his explanation.

"I cannot, and Will NOT, re-commission them, I do not have the power, my father has taken that away from me." Koenma trailed off as he noticed the woman heading for the door, "Where are you going? Surely you could stay here! We could protect you!" He pleaded with her, hoping to save his friend the gruesome experience he was sure she was about to endure.

"I will not abandon my people, as you and spirit world have. You have just placed death upon my people, and I will be with them in their final hour." She said from the doorway not looking back at the prince. She held up her left hand, indicating the small green gym that was set in a silver band. "I do not turn my back on old friends."

"But, you will die if you go back there, you do know that don't you?" Koenma said rising from his seat to go after the young girl who stood motionless at the double doors leading out of his office.

"So be it then, maybe my blood on your hands will make your father change his decision about the detective and his team. I must ask you one favor my Lord." Her voice wavered slightly as she began to tighten the tie of her cloak, to prevent it from falling away from her body.

"What is that?" Koenma asked surprised as her asking for a favor, feeling a bead of sweat run down the side of his face and trace along his chin before hitting the floor.

"Pray for my people, the Toki, in their hour of need. Pray that death will be swift for them and that no one will suffer long. Pray that my father and I will have the strength to watch before we are helplessly dragged away toward our doom as well. Goodbye my old friend, we will never meet again." She said coolly and with that pushed open the great oak doors and disappeared. Koenma made his way slowly to his desk and sank down into his chair once again placing his hands over his face letting out a loud sigh.

"Koenma sir, what would you li...sir, what is the matter?" George asked noticing the puddle that had now formed underneath his masters covered face. He waited for the oncoming lecture of how he was not to enter when the doors were closed without knocking first, but it never came.

"Leave me be ogre, I just sent an innocent girl to an early grave..." He choked out as he flopped his head into his arms that were laid on his desk and sobbed.

The Toki Kingdom

"Father please don't leave, there must be some other way!" the girl from earlier cried as she ran into the arms of her father once more. Her long black hair fanning out behind her as she ran, her elaborate gold crown glinting in the moonlight.

"Don't cry now, YOU have to be the peoples strength now. This is a dismal day for our kingdom and you know that. But we cannot show it, no matter how much we want too. Please you must do this for them. Promise me, you wont cry." He looked deeply into her amber eyes with his own. Brushing a stray piece of her long hair from her face as he hugged his daughter tightly to his chest one last time.

"KING INIKO! THE ENEMY HAS JUST CROSSED OVER INTO OUR LAND WE MUST LEAVE NOW!!!" Shouted the general from the doorway of her bedroom as the king and his seventeen-year-old daughter parted. He smiled at her wiping away some of the tears she had shed, hoping it would help calm her.

"No more tears, be strong for the people, and no matter what happens I will always love you." And with that the king spun around on his heel and marched down the large marble staircase and out of the palace.

She looked out the large window of her bedroom in just enough time to see her father mount his white stallion and take off in the direction of the enemy fortress. She sighed heavily when she heard the first signs of battle, seeing the blood of many innocent people being spilled right outside the palace walls. Her maidservant stood anxiously at her side, watching the horror that unfolded below them.

A few hours later

The young princess watched in horror with her maidservant as their entire kingdom had gone up in flames. People we being slaughtered left and right by the onslaught of demons led by a tall woman with flaming orange hair. They had been watching this for several hours in silence, never leaving their safe perch above the slaughter.

"Kagami," the princess spoke softly to her maidservant, breaking the silence but never looking away from the destruction of her people.

"Y-yes my lady?" The lovely purple hair maiden turned to face her master, her purple eyes dancing with the flames that were consuming the kingdom below them.

"Leave me now." She said in a firm tone, closing her eyes for a moment and allowing one stray tear to make its way down her left cheek.

"Oh no my lady I couldn.." with that she was hoisted off the ground by the princess and thrust hard into the wall.

"Listen to me, Mukuro, the new queen of spirit world is about to enter into those doors, she will come straight here for me. You get out, flee this place. Don't ever look back, just run. Take the servants passage. Go Kagami please! You're all I can protect now." The princess said harshly, causing her servant to flinch slightly at the sound of her voice. She had never seen the princess talk so fiercely to anyone. She watched as the princess's shoulders began to shake violent below her, as she struggled to hold back her tears, "Please Kagami, you are all I have left."

"I will go my lady. You are in my prayers." And with that the young maid vanished through a small cutout in the wall just beside them.

Suddenly the large door to the princess's chamber burst open revealing a young man with black hair and red eyes. He grabbed the princess roughly and thrust her down on one knee, forcing her to bow as her executioner entered the room.

"My my, the daughter of King Iniko? I thought you would have been long gone." Mukuro said as she gently brushed against her face. She smirked seeing the absolute rage that filled every part of the princess, her mechanical eye examining the princess thoroughly.

"I am no coward." The young princess spat earning her a hard smack across the face from the demon queen, who merely smirked at the girl's smart remark.

"Leave her Hiei, let her wallow in her own self pity and hatred. I think she may just do our job for us." And with that the two exited the princess chambers.

The princess then flipped over onto her back and let out a huge sob, her face still aching from the smack that she was sure broke on of her cheekbones. She wiped a bit of blood from the corner of her mouth and made her way back over to the window, hoping to get a good look at all the damage. She shook her head again, as more tears fell.

It was then that a strange glinting caught her eye. She turned her head to see the two swords that her grandfather had used to protect their kingdom from Mukuro the first time she had tried to invade.

'How fitting' she thought to herself as she made her way over to them and ripped on of the from its holder. 'I hope my death will convince you and your father to stop Mukuro.' she thought to herself as she placed the tip of the sword to her stomach and forced it through.

King Yamas Office

"Father..." Koenma said solemnly as he stood in front of his huge father. He trembled slightly at the sight of the massive man but stood quietly, waiting for his response.

"What is it now?" The king spat, looking down at his son from his large desk that nearly

filled the entire room. He adjusted his glasses, waiting for his son's explanation as to his intrusion into the sanctity of his office.

"The entire Kingdom of Toki, has been completely annihilated. No survivors have been found.." Koenma finally managed to choke out, trying desperately to keep from tearing in front of his father.

"And the royal family?" King Yama's tone was that of shock as he leaned down, trying to get a better view of his son.

"The King went down defending his country on the front lines." Koenma stopped for a moment after this, preparing to deliver the worst words he had ever spoken, "The princess, for reasons unknown to us, was let to live but took her own life shortly after Mukuro left her palace." He choked, this time a few tears slid down his cheeks and he immediately cast his eyes to the floor.

"Koenma..." King Yama said softly taking his glasses off and rubbing his eyes.

"Sir???" Said Koenma snapping to attention hoping his father had not seen his weakness.

"I think its time you gave that spirit detective a call."