"You little slut, how dare you leave this house without my permission!" her father went at her once more, the blade in his hand gleaming as it was brought down in an arc and pierced into her skin, leaving a bleed cut in her arm that she knew would scar if she didn't attend to it. "It was a mistake on my part to leave the house – even though we had nothing to eat and you were out cold – to do the shopping. Next time I will be sure to ask of your permission to leave to do so." She knew the only mistake that she made was leaving the house to do the shopping and not giving her father enough time to get drunk and pass out again before coming back. Her father sneered at her, cutting her one last time on the cheek with the kitchen knife then threw her onto the stairs, where she just laid limp until he gave her permission to leave. "Fine, you little slut, go to your room and don't come out until I say so." He wouldn't grant her leave of her room for days, as he tended to do. Every time that he sent her to her room with those words he'd forget her until he ran out of food then he'd yell at her for not doing the shopping when they started to run out.
Not even bothering to point out his blunder, she stood calmly and made her way up the stairs, easily dodging the flying kitchen knife that came towards her, and made it look accidental – though she didn't look over when the knife lodged itself in the wall. This was her life, something she was use to, and she didn't see the point in lingering on it anymore then she needed to. Ever since her mother left them ten years ago – the same mother who'd promised to be back for her soon – her father had taken out his anger on her.
Once her door was closed behind her back she closed her eyes for a brief second and constructed a barrier around her room, something she found out she could do seeing as one day she'd been wishing for a wall of some sort to appear around her room to keep her dad and his knives away from her and it had appeared. It only took millisecond for the barrier to appear and once it did her eyes opened again and she calmly walked over towards the bathroom that she was lucky to have connected to her bedroom. After washing the cuts that her father had given her she bandaged her arms, where the most severe cuts were, and then made her way back into her bedroom. Carefully she took a seat on her bed and closed her eyes; she needed sleep as her father had kept her up doing house work for the past two days straight.
Spirit World
Koenma, in toddler form as usual, was pacing up and down his desk irritably as he muttered under his breath. "This isn't good, a human cannot hold the jagan eye...to much power...unless..." Stopping his mumblings he spun around towards the door of his office and let out and ear piercing scream, "Gorge!" Almost instantly the ogre came running into the room, practically tripping over himself in his haste to please the young prince. "I need full report on the Jagan Eye, more specifically anything over what's needed in order to withstand it's power." the toddler prince quickly ordered, his dark brown eyes flashing with the urgency of the matter. He didn't know for how much longer the Special Defense Force could take care of the matter at hand, mainly because he didn't know if it would grow or not. The only way he'd be able to be sure that the problem didn't get to out of hand was to have a human with the Jagan.
A few minutes later George came running back into the office, a rather large book in his hands. Setting the book down on the desk after Koenma sat down in his chair, the ogre waited for more instructions. "Well, what are you waiting for? Leave!" Koenma practically screeched, making the ogre jump slightly before he hurried out of the room. Taking a deep breath Koenma opened the book and flipped to the chapter on what was needed to possess the evil eye. It took a while, but in the end he found what he was looking for. "It is said that a human with mass amount of energy may be able to possess the Jagan Eye, but it has not been tested as it is to dangerous and may cause the death of the human. If a human does with to have the eye implanted, then they must have mass amounts of pure energy, not tainted, that can be used for barriers, healing, and only pure things." Where was he going to find a human with that kind of energy?
Pushing the book off to the side, the toddler prince quickly accessed the Spirit World computer and searched for the most likely candidates for the procedure. Seeing as he couldn't just search for humans, he searched for humans with powers A class and above. With that search he flipped through the few files, finding that most of the people who had that kind of energy had lives that could not be changed, or at least shouldn't be changed. When he came to the last person he was shocked, though. The girl had it rough, that was for sure, but her powers were in the A+ class and were exceedingly pure despite her situation. If the implant went well and she survived it then her life would get better; he didn't see any reason as to why she should turn down the request.
"Botan!" his voice rang through the castle as he called for his most well known, and chipper spirit guides. Seconds later a girl with blue hair skipped into his office. "The sweet and sassy, Spirit Guide Botan is here!" she giggled as she approached Koenma happily, but when she saw the serious look on the toddler's face her cheerful mood quickly dropped. "I need you to get this girl and bring her to me. She can't harm you with her energy, as the most harm she can cause with it is purifying someone, but her file says that she can put up a decent fight if she feels the need to. I don't think she will, though, just tell her that I wish to speak with her and inform her that if she comes then she wont have to go back to her father's if she doesn't wish to. If she declines then come back and tell me, I'll have someone else go and try to convince her to come." he informed quickly, indicating the photo and name on the screen before rubbing his temples as the past few days finally caught up with him and a headache started to form. The chirpy spirit guide nodded and her oar appeared in her hand before she shot off to find the girl that Koenma had showed her on the screen.
with the girl
She was brought out of her sleep by the sound of someone's feet touching the wooden floors of her room, though she didn't open her eyes. A small gasp filled the air and then a female voice came, one that sounded like it was normally cheery, though it wasn't this time. "How could someone do such a thing to a person. Her face is so precious and now it's marred." It confused her slightly, why someone would be concerned over something as petty as that, but she didn't risk to move or make a sound, keeping her eyes closed as she just listened to what the intruder was doing.
It was only when said intruder was coming towards her did her eyes snap open, making the girl before her back up a few paces at her gaze. To say the least her eyes were something of a mystery to everyone, no one having seen colors like that before. Her right eye was a pure black, as she had Aniridia in that one while her left eye was a steel blue-gray. It was rare for a person to have Aniridia – which is when the iris appears to be absent, making the eye look black - or Heterochromia – your eyes are two different colors (one is one color and the other is a different one) – and even then it was even more rare to see someone who had both like she did. The female seemed to quickly regain her wit and took a step towards her once more. "Hi, I'm Botan! You're Chiya, right?" the girl chirped, making her narrow her eyes in dislike, she'd never been overly fond of hyper active people, or overly happy ones for that matter.
Before she could dwell on that though, Botan quickly began talking again, already knowing the answer and so seeing no need to wait for it to come from the girls own lips. "Right, on with why I'm here I guess. You see, Prince Koenma of the Spirit World – where I work as a Spirit Guide, or Grim Reaper as it is known is your culture – has requested your presence. He also said that if you should agree to go with me to see him then you wouldn't have to come back here, where your father lives, unless you really wanted to!" Botan was practically jumping up and down in excitement, it wasn't very often that she was able to give out good news, so she was glad she was able to this time. Chiya blinked slightly then grunted before sitting up, her blankets falling off her body as she swung her legs over the side of the bed. Once the blankets were gone, though, Botan couldn't help but to stare, Chiya was shorter then Hiei and had one of the best bodies that she'd ever seen even though the girl couldn't be any older then thirteen at most. "I'm sixteen," Chiya muttered, as if she'd read Botan's mind, as she stood up and slipped on her black boots, which made Botan realize that the small girl was wearing all black, except for the white bandages that were wrapped around her arms, one of which was slowly turned a deep dark red. "Well have a healer look at your arms and face for you after Koenma talks with you. We can't have you running around with wounds, now can we? It takes away from your beauty." Chiya only grunted again, making Botan think that it would be best to make the portal to Spirit World before something happened.
Spirit World
Chiya walked out of the portal, much to Botan's surprise as even the boys fell out of it most of the time, and then went over to a wall and sat down, her back up against the wall. Her eyes were trained on the toddler prince, as if it was every day that you saw a toddler walking around on top of a desk muttering under his breath while a blue pacifier bobbed dangerously in his mouth. When Botan cleared her throat, the toddler spun around and looked around until he spotted Chiya, who had closed her eyes once more and seemed to be sleeping. "Botan-" the prince started, only to be cut off when the steel blue-gray eye opened and gave him a piercing look. "I'm awake, so just talk before I get impatient and leave." her voice was cold and flat, giving a no nonsense air to the room. Koenma jumped slightly at her voice but nodded quickly anyway and requested that Botan leave the room, which the fairy girl did rather grudgingly.
"I have a request for you, if you chose to agree then I promise that your life will become a little better, if not a little more dangerous. Even if you don't agree, you wont have to see your father, I wouldn't be able to stand myself for sending you back to a place like that, to a human like that, but I want you to really think about the offer that I'm going to make you." he stated, making sure that he had her attention. His words were met by a small snort. "I do not care that my father is like he is, it is no concern of mine. I am no complaining about my life, I'm sure someone else has had it worse. You best make your offer though, or I might just snap and kill you, as you've awoken me for this pointless banter." she sneered, her eyes never opening while she spoke. Koenma gulped slightly, knowing that while she couldn't kill him with her powers, she could very well do so with her bare hands, as she'd fought enough to learn how to do something like that. Taking a deep breath, the toddler lord settled in his chair, his hands fiddling slightly with a pen as he tried to figure out how to word his offer. "You see, we are in need of a human who possesses the Jagan Eye, or Evil Eye as some call it. The only problem is that there isn't any humans who have one. After some research was done, we found out why, we also found out that you'd be able to possess one if you so wish to. While we have a demon who has the Jagan, we need a human who has one because the spiritual powers they gain are different from what a demon would get. Should you accept my offer to have the implant done, I will warn you that it is dangerous and if the eye doesn't take to you then you will die because of it."
Silence was all that met his words, and it covered the room like a thick blanket, smothering the two occupants in the room. After a few minutes Chiya opened her eyes and turned her piercing gaze onto Koenma, who held back a gasp as her eyes were much more frightening and odd in reality then they looked in her photo. "Consider it done, there is nothing for me to live for, no one to protect, and so my life means nothing and will not be missed should the procedure fail." she kept her voice even, not even a trace of fear tainting her words as they flowed, cold, from her mouth. Koenma let out a small sigh of relief then nodded. "I can arrange for the implant to be done today, the sooner the better." with that he picked up the phone and began to make the arrangements needed for the operation to take place.