RAWR: Heya peoples of the internet! RAWR here saying that I love ya'll. So my other labtop has the newest chapter of my WTTF story on it so be patient till I get it fixed so I can upload that puppy! Haha, until then this is a plot bunny that's been in my head for a while so please review and tell me watcha' think.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, trust me.

Claimer: This plot is mine, as is Gabriel.


Deep in the depths of Spirit World, far below Koenma's chambers and even under the the most vilest of demon's prison cell lay a chamber. It was large, encompassing an area even greater than the prince's own. The light was near nonexistent save for the few candles scattered about, their light casting flickering shadows against stone walls.

A constant chill dampened the air and only a few furnishings littered the area. Over in a corner sat numerous weights and work out material while along the right wall sat an array of weapons, all sharp as sin and some rusted with a scarlett stain that could never be washed off. No mattress or cushion lay in the area, instead there was some straw and a ratty looking blanket shoved up against the wall. There was only a single door in the room, leading to a place undefined.

The truly curious thing that lay in the room was a giant TV. It's colours blared across the screen and the quiet hum of voices and actions could be heard floating about the room. It currentally showed four boys who were important to Koenma, the Spirit Detectives. The scene was of them accepting the task to join the Dark Tournament, but they lacked a fifth member.

Something, someone, stirred in the corner of the room, where the weights sat. A loud crash was heard as they tumbled to the floor, dropped carelessly by a slim, toned arms. Eerily emotionless eyes looked at the screen before turning once more to the solitary door. The figure moved, grabbing a scythe the that towered a good two feet over a 5'11 frame, the blade ridiculously huge with the tip touching the ground even when the staff was held upright. The blade gleamed silver in the flickering candle light, a malicious red staining the blade.

A pale finger stroked the tip idly drawing a slim trace of blood.

Soon.

From above the figure an opening formed, seeming to come from the very stone of the ceiling. A woman's figure dropped down, her bright pink kimono, aqua hair, and florescent pink eyes standing out horribly against the black back drop. Her eyes showed her wariness and her voice quivered when she spoke.

"C-come on now, Lord Koenma wishes t-to see you,"

The figure before her nodded, gray eyes retaining their emotionless look.

Time to feast.

Four figures stood in Koenma's grand office, their bodies tense and eyes wary. Even Kuwabara, with all of his normal foolishness aside, could sense the somber mood coming from the Prince, who sat behind his desk with serious eyes.

"Koenma what the hell? Why did you call use all here?" Yusuke demanded from his spot in front of Koenma, his dark eyes narrowed. His hands were shoved in the pockets of his usual green jumper, but his normally gelled back hair was free slightly covering his eyes.

To his left stood Kurama in a white fighting outfit, his crimson hair neatly in place. His emerald eyes were narrowed as well with suspicion. There was a reason the ruler had called them all together. For it to affect the Prince like this meant it had to be something serious. And so close to the tournement date too.

Hiei stood to Kurama's left in his normal black attire, his red eyes looking angry as usual. The Prince had distracted him from his training regime, making the Jagan wielder particularly unhappy. He refrained from commentary though, considering the abnormal seriousness weighing down the air.

"Quiet Uremeshi," Koenma spoke clearly from behind his pacifier. "I've called you all here to discuss something important."

"Yeah? What would that be?" Yusuke questioned, eyebrow cocked. The other three looked on, waiting for Koenma's answer.

"It has to do with the fifth member of your team," before Yusuke or Kuwabara could speak Koenma went on. "Please don't interrupt me before I've told you about this person." Reluctantly the two closed their mouths and everyone waited for the Prince to continue speaking.

"Far back when my father ruled a war raged in the Demon World between two clans, the clans of the Gihishi and Raidokos. These two clans were powerful in their own rights and their war was causing the Demon world to burn. If nothing were done then the world would be no more, destroyed by the senseless violence," Koenma stated, his voice keeping the serious note all the way through.

"The war was just starting, however, but my father could see the future it would becon so he asked for help from a powerful Deity who you need not know of. This deity was as powerful as my father and had a secret army of the most elite soldiers. Promises were made by my father in return for the Deity's most powerful soldier. The Deity laughed and claimed that it had the most powerful weapon alive, it's own child." Yusuke and Kuwabara both gasped, their eyes widening.

"So you're saying this guy gave up his own child? Who the hell does that!"

"Quiet Yusuke," Kurama interrupted, his eyes not leaving Koenma's form.

"Thank you Kurama. Now, as I was saying," the ruler didn't even bother with throwing the boys' his usual customary glare.

"The child was the perfect weapon. Its spirit energy was off the charts and its body was built for fighting. The child was also completely emotionless making it an ideal assassin if need be. My father came in possession of it just as the war began to kill the Demon World. My father sent the child out in order to subdue both clans. The child obliterated the clans, wiping out every last member within 20 minutes time," Koenma abruptly gave each boy a glance, "This happened when it was 10 years old."

"Woah!" Kuwabara exclaimed, eyes wide," You're telling me a kid wiped out two of the most powerful clans in the world within minutes? How is that possible?"

"Trust me Kuwabara, you don't want to know," Koenma answered.

"What does this have to do with us?"Yusuke questioned through his own shock. Kurama was the one to answer in his usual calm voice.

"I am assuming this person is to be our fifth member," he stated. Koenma nodded in response.

Just as Yusuke opened his mouth the doors to the room opened revealing two figures, one being Botan. The boys took in the new figure with different reactions.

The new figure was a woman who looked to be about the age of 17. Her white hair was long and fell to rest just above her hips with raggedly cut ends. Her bangs looked to have been cut with a butcher's knife and fell to rest right above her emotionless gray eyes. Her figure was covered by a black cloack similar to Hiei's that drug along the ground with sleeves that eesily covered her palms, the difference being that her's had a collar high enough to cover the bottom half of her face. His visible skin was pale and ghostly looking and her ears were pointed. Two horns jutted out about two inches above her ears. They were a tealish aqua colour and curved twice before pointing towards the ceiling.

What really caught their attention though was the staff attached to the woman's back. It was an obisidian colour but it didn't look to be made of any material the boys had ever seen. It seemed strangely plain considering the woman's aura. The two demons in the room narrowed their eyes, sensing a strange aura surrounding the weapon. Koenma's voice interrupted their thoughts before they had a chance to even form them.

"Boys this is Gabriel, the newest member to your team,"

"What? But she's a woman?" Kuwabara exclaimed while pointing an accusing figure at said woman, whose expression had yet to change. Yusuke didn't have the same reaction, considering he had met enough women who could kick ass. No, he had a different problem.

"What are you talking about diaper-breath? Her spirit energy is even lower than Shizuru's!" Koenma rolled his eyes at the teenager's outburst.

"Urimeshi trust me when I say that she is quite skilled at hiding her power level. This girl in front of you is easily above your rank and could kill you within seconds," Yusuke snorted in disbelief. Koenma sighed, "I knew I would have to prove it to you. Botan take Gabriel to the Arena please." Botan nodded, though she didn't look too thrilled at having to spend even more time with the girl.

Within seconds they had left.

"Please, direct your attention to the screen boys," the giant screen came down from the ceiling showing Gabriel in a wide arena. Before her stood three demons, two grotesque looking ones while the third was a rather attractive looking female vixen.

"Those three criminals have the death sentence due to their horrendous crimes. All have spirit energy equalling that of Hiei's," Hiei looked insulted but before he could make a scathing retort their attention was brought to the screen as the demons started talking.

"Well, well, well looky at what Koenma gave us for a snack?" The gremlin looking demon licked his chops, attempting to scare the youth in front of him. She stood unfazed.

"Hm, this is an insult. To give us such a ratty looking wench who we must defeat to gain freedom," the vixen turned her nose, casting golden hair over her shoulder. "Her spirit energy is well below a Level D."

The final demon spoke, "Who cares? I'm hungry for flesh!"

The two grotesque looking demons attacked simlutaneously, not even using their spiritual powers. Though their spirit energy was great they were sorely lacking in the intellect department.

"They're gonna' kill her!" Yusuke shouted. Seconds later both demons dropped to the ground in pieces, their entrails hanging around them. Gabriel appeared to not have moved at all.

"H-How'd she do that?" Kuwabara stuttered while the two demons looked on. They had both seen the lazy movements of the woman as she had torn the demons apart with her bare hands, which were now dripping blood.

The vixen narrowed her eyes.

"So, the little wench has some speed. I'll still kill you easily," she sneered before taking out a rose similar to Kuramas. It unfurled to the Rose Whip and the woman swung it with ease, aiming torwards Gabriel's still form.

Before it could meet its mark the demon had dissappeared.

The vixen widened her eyes before freezing, her body becoming still as she frantically looked for the woman. She didn't even have the time to blink before a sharp dagger made its way across her throat, a pale hand clenching it from behind her. It drug its way through her flesh as easily as if she had been made of water, blood squirting out to dirty the blade and stain the floor of the arena. With a chocked gasp the vixen fell, golden hair stained with her own blood.

The last thing she saw before she died was a pair of cold gray eyes.

Gabriel remained standing above the corpse, awaiting her next orders.

From where they stood the Spirit Detectives were all in various degrees of shock. Koenma muttered something to Botan, who appeared on the screen next to the woman and soon they had both disappeared. Koenma looked back to the males in front of him.

"I trust that will satisfy you for now,"

The only thing they could do was nod in acceptance.


RAWR: Sooo, watcha' think? Also please forgive all spelling and grammar mistakes. :D