Year 1338, the fourteenth of February. 8:39 pm.
"There is a heavy storm brewing, Lord Yoko. You shouldn't go out tonight."
A small dog demon sat stilly on a scarlet sofa. The marble made walls reflected his cruel and beautiful face. The hangs of gold and ivory colored the room with a marvelous splendor. His silvery hair brew lumpy at the crashes of amaranthine thunder, blazoned though a window anterior to the sofa. "It rains every night," Yoko replied; his voice was grim and sunken; moving his hand carefully to his mouth. A blond haired female with green eyes and two cross-shaped birthmarks on her hand began to shake. Her response as shaky and uncertain, "This one is a lot… harder, then the others, your majesty." Feeling her fear, Yoko smiled prudently to himself and whispered back, "a lot harder, Cemeial, I find it unsatisfying." Hesitation only meant she was easy prey, "Will go myself; there is no need to endanger your life." Stricken Cemeial spat out, "You can't! Don't you see that if you get hurt, I will be the one punished?" I will be the whipped and even executed!" Grasping the floor and allowing tears to flow she exasperated, "Please, I didn't mean it, young prince." Four guards armed, strolled forward and seized her roughly by the arms; descended with her cries of, "No, I don't want to die! Please!"
Unsatisfying, Boring, Repetitious, Platitudinous, Plebeian, thought the archduke, these are words fit for such worthless servants. He removed himself from the alcove and walked through the entryway. Guards at side he descended the dynamite stairs. Tonight would be the full moon and a blessed time to splatter the royal garden. He continued down the sharp corridor and ordered the guards to remain until his return. With no one to witness his consuetude, he broke into a stall fast run. He quietly avoided open corridors and secluded himself down a secret route to the gardens; dashing past a few kitchen servants and guards wearily of my approach but unable to stop me. Then Clovis, the second prince and my half-brother appeared suddenly, blocking by path. He must her returned from the eastern front early. I slammed into him and sent two of the guards escorting him into great shock. He stood up quickly, anger and amercement ached across his face, "WHO DARES –!" and then stop.
He rapidly picked me up by my plate and scowled playfully in my ear, "Don't you know how to pay respect to the second prince of the royal family." I smiled with him and nodded respectfully. My brother put me down and continued toward to thrown room to report his success or failure. Knowing all too well that he maybe disowned if the answer was not one my father approved of. I didn't care, everyone in the castle spoke of his kindness with envy, but I found the mercy he showed to peasants disgusting and weak. Remembering how he gently handed out riches to unfed children and how he never punished the defeated enemy sicken me, but forced me into thinking about how I was going to fight my battles. It would a few decades, but I would be prepared and garneted the demises of the invading army. No mercy would be spared to anyone would dares appose my father.
A few miles east of the northern castle, a small girl carrying a baby child walked into a ruined city. This is all that is left of the grand city, Formalena after Prince Clovis attacked, I pondered. Seeking friend and shelter here will be a simple matter, the ground is filled with homeless children, died corpses and the thousands grieving over lost ones. I sat down in the first open place I could find, gripping Natsuhiboshi tightly. Why must the world fight? Why are loved ones always lost? Why were we born? What should we do? Who decides our fate?
Year 1411, the third of March. 3:13 am
"Come on, Come on, get off your lazy butt people!" A blue-haired hack demon in battle armor, rang out.
Protruded from head to toe a fair black-haired maiden with indigo eyes waddled numbly out of her cot, bosom exposed. Her long jet-black hair ran down in an unorderly fashion down to her base. Pissed and clearly unsettled she get up and slapped her bottom incessantly. She stranded into her battle armor clumsily asking the men around her for assistance, which they only to willingly gave. Now, the hack demon who's name appears to be Atom, gripped her by the hip and dragged her into a corner. The looks panted on the faces of the other male demons balanced between anger and jealousy. "Mizz, listen up." He tilted her prominent jaw line around in a circle and then smiled, "I told you, you would get promoted sooner or later! I expected you to go to the first squad, but no you're going straight to the royal guard! It's incredible, how fast you advance; you'll be the next Lady Marian!"
Smiling shyly slipped his hand away and asked, "The promotion letter?"
"Oh right!" He said quickly, "Sorry, I just want to tell you it was short, but I will always cherish the time you spent here in fifth squad."
"Thank You, Caption." I bowed and left into the great hall.
To: Magalia Bloodnot, the eldest survivor of the Bloodnot clan.
Dear Miss Bloodnot,
We inform you that you are hereby striped of you defense services and are promoted to be an elite guard of his majesty, the third prince of the royal family, Yoko Omino De'Wolfe Sesshomaru. Report to room 203 to receive further instructions.
Yours Sincerely,
M'Macatly the Third
My head laughed, the elite guard of Yoko Kurama, the thought was unthinkable. I would act it, but never will my heart serve such a manipulative monster.
Note: This story is not just a mixture of Yu Yu Hakusho and Iunyasha, nut they are going to be the main driving force of the story. Also, in this story, Yoko's demon mother's lae name is Kurama, so calling him that is a insalt.
Authors's Note: Thank all of you for reading my story! I come to think the time differce between Iunyahsa's Time and the present should be 5000 years instead of 500. So in the next Chapter/Time Frame we will see how Kagoma meet Sea-man and the Twin Dragons. How Kurama is a famous perfume maker and lives in a huge manshion with his mother. And Iunyasha slowing begans to pass though time again. Also to all the veiws that wish to see what happens next in this chapter, I will still put hunderds of FlashBacks thoughout the FanFic. Review!
P.S. The Demon world tournament was only between the Southern and Eastern Kingdoms. (Yusuke and Yomi) There are four Kingdom snd Seeshomaru is the Lord of the North; Yoko is his son. Makuro still rules the west and Hiei is her second in comand. After the tournament Enke rules both the South and East; there is not going to be any more tournament. I've also mixed the Yusuke's Detective Career Around.
P.S.S. I think I going to put on of my favorite songs at the end of every Chapter/Time Frame! :)
Secret Garden Album: The Gates of Dawn
The wheels of life keep turning.
Spinning without control;
The wheels of the heart keep yearning.
For the sound of the singing soul.
And nights are full with weeping.
For sins of the past we've sown;
But, tomorrow is ours for the keeping,
Tomorrow the future's shown.
Lift your eyes and see the glory.
Where the circle of life is drawn;
See the never-ending story,
Come with me to the Gates of Dawn.
And whose is the hand who raises
The sun from the heaving sea?
The power that ever amazes –
We look, but never will see?
Who scattered the seeds so life could be,
Who coloured the fields of corn?
Who formed the mould that made me – me,
Before the world was born?
Lift your eyes and see the glory.
Where the circle of life is drawn;
See the never-ending story,
Come with me to the Gates of Dawn.
Lift your eyes and see the glory.
Where the circle of life is drawn;
See the never-ending story,
Come with me to the Gates of Dawn.
Lift your eyes and see the glory.
Where the circle of life is drawn;
See the never-ending story,
Come with me to the Gates of Dawn