Author's Note: Hello, hello. Welcome to the first chapter of Autumn Leaves! -applauds- Yes, yes...I know that you are all excited and anxious to read a fresh new story. Well, get ready people because it's about to start! My muse for today's chapter is.. Lady Rosalind, Silent Strife, and Centryk!
Lady Rosalind : I love my lil sis. Buying 4 Darkeiko -holds up daggers in a cool battle stance-
Centryk: i r teh leet muse. fear mi rawr. -cloaks around town-
Silent Strife: Stop being an idiot and get on with the story. When am I going to be in it?
Me: I said soon Strife.. Don't make me whip out my spork! -Grins maliciously- Now... onward toward the disclaimer!
Disclaimer: I, Darkeiko, in no way, shape, or form, own the show, Yu Yu Hakusho, or the characters represented in the anime or manga. It is in the hands of the copywrited owner and creator Yoshihiro Togashi. I also do not own the idea of the weapon, the Kougan Anki, from the show Flame of Recca. If I did own Yu Yu Hakusho, Kurama would be mine, Hiei would be owned by my friend, Yusuke would spar with my brother as well as hang out with him, and Kuwabara would be my personal slave and take care of my dog despite his love of kittens. I only own the OCs that are totally created by me (yes people its truuue) which are added to the story and the plotline.
Kuwabara: Hey! Why am I a slave? That's not nice!
Me: Whoever said I was nice or fair? O.o
Kurama: She provides a good point, Kuwabara. -nods-
Kuwabara: -huffs and starts cleaning up after my dog- Ew.
Summary: The Greatest Makai Thief since Yoko Kurama's supposed death, Ochiba, is captured by KoEnma's gang of misfits or Spirit Detectives in an attempt to steal a rare item. What happens when Yusuke, Kuwabara, and the rest of the gang end up in the middle of a battle that began since her childhood?
(Editted: Sorry boys and girls but I didn't exactly like the way I portrayed Kuwabara in my fanfiction so I changed it up a bit. I've grown up so my perspective of Kuwa-san has altered. I'll keep the dialogue above the summary the same but I'm not going to be bashing Kuwa in the story anymore. Thankies xD)
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Soft summer winds whistle through the partly vacant forest carrying the howls of its various inhabitants. The desperate oak trees reach out their arms toward their only source of light, the moon. A dense fog claims the area while successfully making hidden a rushing figure exiting the forestry. Her steps are agile and quick, leaping over upturned rocks and inclined roots from the earth. The movements she makes are as graceful as a deer, lunging over the open plain. Her ebony hair whips about her with glee as is the same with the violet cloak she adorns her upper and lower torso. The colorful stripes running down the edge of her mane leave a trail of rainbow in her wake. Through the darkness, her deep green eyes pierce the darkness, scanning the area for any unnecessary obstacles left in her way. Her jade orbs, constantly darting to and fro, show both youth and joy, however, if one were look deep enough, unyielding wisdom, determination, and sadness.
Suddenly, she halts, pupils diminishing into the green of her eyes. Sensing danger she swivels around and gazes long and hard in to the mist searching for her assailants. Her eyes widen for a fraction of a second before she turns and runs off again, this time slightly more frantic and afraid than her soft steps were before. Her eyes brighten extensively with joy, however, at the thrill of the chase, the never-ending battle of who will win or lose. Imprints of her black converse shoes are left in the dirt, leaving a trail for her trackers. She has no time to cover them as a blast echoes throughout the land closing in on the young woman. A ball of blue energy rushes forth towards her, leaving a small scratch on the apple of her left cheek. Blood dribbles from the newly forming cut adding to the thrilled glimmer in the thief's eyes. Continually rushing forward, she fumbles with a black ski mask lying in her left hand while she has her weapon, a Kougan Anki, gripped tightly onto the handles in the middle with the other. Inches...feet...miles...How far she ran, she did not know. All she knew was that her attackers were on her tail, incoming faster than before. Finally, her crumpled mask reaches her face leaving an open slit for both her eyes and her nose. As if there was a light at the end of the tunnel that had ended, so had the forest ended which lead to a conveniently placed cliffside. She looks down at the drop with raised eyebrows, carefully adjusting the voice modifier that is attached to her neck which allows her to speak in a deep baritone voice.
"Woo boy. That looks like a nice drop. Think the pointy rocks below WOULDN'T chop me to bits like a meat grinder in Mickey D's?"
Her thoughts are disrupted by a rustle from the bushes behind her. The young woman swivels around with a smile hidden underneath her leather facade. Each of her assailants step out from the brush one by one; three in all. The first, Yusuke Urameshi, judging by his strides in his brown loafers, is the head of the group. At age 14, he wears green uniform pants as well as a matching long-sleeved buttoned down shirt. His originally frazzled black hair is carefully gelled down, adding a tint of neon green to it, making him the perfect depiction of a punk attending Sarayashiki Junior High.
The second of the group is Kazuma Kuwabara. His hair, a bright orange, resembles the style in the years of Elvis Presley; curled and poofy. Towering above Yusuke and the other boy, he wears the same clothes as Yusuke except in navy blue and claims to be ranked above Yusuke in punk status at Sarayashiki.
The third, Shuuichi Minamino or Kurama, is a slightly shorter young man with a shaggy red mane resembling a fox's and eyes glowing like emeralds that belies a deep wisdom and experience. Within him, the soul of the previous legendary thief, Yoko Kurama, resides, bequeathing to him the ability to control plants as well as acquire the use of his infamous weapon, Rose Whip. He steps out of the forest with utmost caution, but with an air of tranquility around him that would make even the toughest demon question his intentions or what move he would make next. Similar to the last duo, he wears a uniform belonging to Meiou High School which is a bright pink.
She grins maliciously at the boys, holding up her weapon so that the edge is pointing towards them. The young men both tense, awaiting her attack. However, the attack never comes because instead, she throws her hands behind her head, allowing the Kougan Anki to be parallel to her back, making her look laid back.
"Hello my dear friends and welcome to the main event! The handsome and daring first-rate pilferer of Demon World, Ochiba, versus the most dangerous, deadly, dastardly, group of misfits known to the Makai, and favored by Prince Drooly himself up in Reikai, the Spirit Detectives!" She suddenly blinks in realization as she holds up her pointer finger.
"Wait...one...two...three...Where art the short, anti-social one? Hiei I believe his name was." Spreading out her senses she detects a faint trace of energy carefully hidden in the midst of the trees. "Ahh there he is. Up in the tree thou art."
Two menacing crimson eyes glare forth from the depths of the shadows of the trees at the young woman fueled with fighting intent.
Yusuke sidles next to Kurama and slowly places his mouth near his ear.
"Hey… Kurama… I didn't think we were dealing with one of the crazies. I don't remember Diaper Dictator (A/N: Catchy!) giving us any of that info. Also… where is that artifact he stole?"
"I seem to be in a quandary myself. Perhaps the stolen item is in the confines of his cloak?"
The young woman sighs deeply, marking circles in the dirt with the toe of her shoes.
"You do know… I can hear EVERYTHING you're saying RIGHT? I mean come on, if you don't want me to hear what you're saying, you should at least TRY to lower your voice. And I'm NOT crazy, I'm just, special."
"Oh yeah… you're special all right. Almost as special as Kuwabara is smart."
"Hey! I'm NOT stupid!"
"Enough!" A rustle in the trees where the devious eyes once were catches the thief, as well as the boys', attention. Suddenly a black blur appears overhead, landing onto the ground with grace; no sound resounding as his feet make contact with solid ground. The blur takes the shape of the fourth young man of the Spirit Detective gang. Hiei Jaganshi, who appears to be shorter than the rest, adorns himself with a black cloak that goes from the white scarf that hangs about his neck, to his ankles showing off his black shoes. His hair, black tinted with blue at the tips, takes the shape of the symbol of fire which serves nicely to depict his demonic power. Towards the middle of the mass of ember mane is a white starburst that partially conceals a white bandana tied about his forehead, keeping hidden a third eye from sight.
The former thief/assassin's right hand inches toward his waist where he keeps a sheathed katana, ready and willing for the taste of spilled blood. His eyes glint with malice at the sight of Ochiba.
"You're constant observation of the fool's lack of intelligence is nerve-racking. Allow me to end his life with one sweep, for my sword is thirsty and wishes to bare its sharp fang into his flesh." He at once unsheathes his katana, the silver blade glinting in the moonlight.
"Aaah, the Forbidden Child! You have finally shown enough courage to come out into the open. If you wish, come at me with your futile attempts at defeating me." She lifts her weapon yet again and points the edge at the boys, daring them to make the first move. The cloaked demon across from her lunges in fury swiping his sword to her left. However, he misses as the thief dodges by doing a cartwheel to her right as well as evading strikes from a certain whip.
"SPIRIT GUN!" Yusuke fires off another bullet of azure spirit energy at the young woman as she evades the two other detectives.
"I shan't be struck again!" she says maneuvering into flip and completely dodging the blast that sails under her. However, her flip is cut short as her legs are bound by a thorny whip, lead by Kurama. Collapsing to the ground, the infamous thief grasped the Rose Whip, ignoring the thorns piercing her skin. Unbeknownst to Kurama, the bandit proceeded to freeze the whip, sending the chill to Kurama's hand forcing him to throw it down.
"Chill out Youko. Get it? Ha ha ha ha."
Behind Ochiba, Kuwabara quietly summons his spirit sword as Yusuke's fingers glow again with blue spirit energy. Simultaneously they both attack, Yusuke using his Rei Gun to launch Kuwabara with his extending sword at the thief. Ochiba then backflips at the last second and kicks the nerve on Kuwabara's neck sending him skidding towards a tree, leaving him unconscious.
'They're starting to get smart about my movements. I cannot waste any more time!' Nodding to herself, she looks at the boys, gives a firm army salute, and falls backwards towards the raging waters below...
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Author's Note: Well that's it for Chapter One. Yeah as if you haven't noticed, I'm not very good with battle simulations, but I try! Anyway as I said in the main character description, I accept flames, praise, rates, and reviews.
Kurama: sweatdrop How long did it take you to write this?
Me: Well... erm... . . Just read the terms please!
Kurama: -looks at her suspiciously- Very well.
Term One: Kougan Anki - a Golden Blade weapon that can transform into five other different weapon forms as well as a mysterious sixth form. During Chapter One, Ochiba uses the first form, a pole-arm type weapon with grips in the middle as handles.
Term Two: Rei Gun - Another term for Yusuke's Spirit Gun.
R&R