Torrin: (Chained to a rack he sighs) Could my luck be any worse? Whips, chains, onna, and no hope for flagellation.
Who: (Still gagged. Gives Torrin an odd look)
#4/ Kara: What the heck's that mean?
Torrin: (Smirks) Well...
Kara: I take it back I don't even wanna know. So Ve when do we get to off this creep?
#1/Ve: I told you codenames. Codename!
#5/Trinada: Oh we might as well just come out and say who we are; we've got a whole world behind us.
Ve: True killing this creep is sure to win us the greatest fan-girl status ever so I guess we can go on a real name basis.
#2/Rita: That's good do you know how embarrassing it is to be called number two? No thanks.
#3/Roxy: Can we get down to business?
Torrin: (Looks at Who) I haven't even shown up in a story that's ultimately about me. And now it seems that several bitter onna are after my life. (Sighs) Really Virgin you are bad luck to me.
Who: (Scowls)
Torrin: Right… Of course my Virgin owns nothing, other than a vivid imagination and, fine assets.
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(A/N. Okay, okay I'm sorry for the super slow going. I hope to speed up with the updates soon. Where's the inspiration when you need it. Where are all those wonderful stories I used to read… not being updated of course. Anyways, shameless plugging but this is my way of saying thank you to the fellow writer that's been keeping me going cause I'd probably still be trying to update chapter two or have given up by now without her guidance and nagging, THEBLACK-SHADOW390. Please check out her stories they're quite good. Support your fellow writers yeah. To those that didn't like my last chapter, I suppose, this is just more of the same crappiness. I'm trying my best so give me time; bear with me that's all I ask. Okay now that that's out of the way onward and upward, I hope. Let's get to this train wreck of a story enjoy if you can. And thanks for your time.)
The threesome Yusuke, Kurama, Hiei, found themselves at the mouth of an abysmal pathway. Darkness spread out everywhere down the corridor and it was impossible to tell what laid beyond its entrance. The electronic device that served as a map indicated the three go down the darkened pathway that could, for all the three spirit detectives knew, lead to the very pit of Hades itself. A churning sound echoed from deep within the pathway, like a bad omen.
Yusuke was the first one to step forward his brown eyes large as his pupils dilated to further peer into the shadowed expanse. The raven haired spirit detective's mouth hung slightly a gape and he moved as if in a trance, some invisible force tugging at him. Kurama, standing behind Yusuke at the moment, rested his hand lightly on his companion's shoulder; fingers curling to take a loose hold of the boy. Yusuke's head jerk sharply toward the red head with a questioning gaze.
"Isn't this the way we have to go to find what we came here for?" Yusuke asked, never venturing to turn around fully. Kurama nodded to indicate that the boy's assumption was correct eliciting a sort of confused look from Yusuke as he wondered then why his advance had then been halted. Kurama's eyes drifted toward the darkened pathway as well and he gazed at it with a deep uncertainty. His eyes narrowed hinting that he had found something suspicious.
Their, Hiei Kurama and Yusuke's, progression had been far too easy, as far as Kurama thought. Only a few weak guards here and there, if they were going to run into trouble it was likely going to be in that darkened pathway, an ambush most likely they would have to be on guard. Kurama shot a quick glace at Hiei, who stood off to the side as if uncaring up to this point; the fire demon gave what appeared to be the slightest of nods as if already knew what was going through Kurama's head.
Emerald globes fell forward looking back toward the lip of the tunnel. "We'll have to play this very carefully" Kurama admonished his eyes unblinking and looking distantly at, or more in truth through, a certain raven-haired, loudmouth of a spirit detective. Though he never gave a name or any indication to who he spoke, it was clear to Yusuke at any rate, as Kurama's emerald eyes peered toward his form that the warning was directed toward.
"Why are telling me this?" Yusuke inquired in a defensive tone, his shoulder slipping out form under Kurama's grip. The red head seemed to come to, his eyes focusing chiefly on Yusuke as a small smile slipped across his face. "It's just a warning Yusuke." Kurama said memories of the group's objective dancing about in his head, if he was going to say anything it would be now. "You really haven't had experience in this type of thing, and you're not exactly skilled at larceny" Kurama stated in a soft tone so as not to upset the boy further.
"Hey!" Yusuke stated defensively, now turning to give Kurama, and the now amused smirking Hiei a sharp look. "Hey! I've stolen plenty of things" Yusuke stated trying to protect his bad boy reputation. Hiei scoffed his head shaking in an almost reproachful manner. "Stealing a magazine from a convenience store hardly counts," the mocking tone in Hiei voice made the spirit detective grumble harshly under his breath.
Hiei was the first to walk into the tunnel his words trailing behind him as he disappeared into the darkness. "I suggest you just stay out of the way, and leave this to professionals." Yusuke's eyes narrowed after the fire demon's form. Kurama gave a small nod moving forward past Yusuke into the pathway. "Hiei has a point," with those words he too disappeared into the darkness. For only a moment an angry scowl took shape on the unmoving Yusuke's face. He huffed angrily and followed behind Hiei and Kurama cursing their words.
Walking through the shadows took longer than Yusuke had expected. Not that time passes all that quickly when one is made to aimlessly stumble through the dark with only anticipation of what horrors may be found on the other side to push them forward. When light, bright and blinding as compared to the darkness hit his face; Yusuke was grateful, even if he spent several seconds, his hands in small fists rubbing at those piercing brown orbs, cursing the light for assaulting his eyes.
Slowly dragging his hands away from his gently tearful squinting eyes Yusuke began to look at his surroundings. Of course it would not be until the boy gave several blinks and cast his full gaze upon the room before he could see anything.
It was a strange room it's makeup a mixture of metal and stone, periodically along the walls ceiling and floors alike, were strange, large black bulb-like structures. These things each cast a bright orange glow, which is consequently what lit the room, which seemed to originate from point at the tip of each of those things.
Yusuke hefted his eyebrow looking at the curious structures a moment. He was unsure what to make of them, but they were of small relevance besides they made it so that he could see, even if it seemed like the lighting at some cheesy Halloween party.
"So is this the way Kurama?" Yusuke looked to the side of him expecting to see the redhead there, or somewhere close by. Before Yusuke could give in to his bemusement, and slight anger a sound caught his ear. A wiping noise and them a clank, the pathway that had led him to the room closed. A murmur of chatter liken to whispers begged Yusuke's attention, there was not much to be done about the door in any case, after he'd slammed himself hard against it's thick cold metal form.
"Guys…" Yusuke's voice echoed through the room lit by the orange haze as Yusuke follow the sound, through a doorway opposite where it is he had once stood, with impetuous footsteps.
As Yusuke meandered, at his hurried through a maze of those black bulbs from room to room, the chatter never seemed to get any closer. The boy's footfalls sounded with a harsh reverberating echo as his feet struck the metal floor. "What the hell's going on?" and now exhausted Yusuke ventured to ask himself when he hadn't caught up to the voices. It appeared he had gotten turned around, on top of his other troubles.
A groan escaped the spirit detective, and his shoulders fell slack his arms hanging heavily at his side. The chatter started again louder now, the boy pinpointed the sound. It seemed to be coming from one of the bulbs. He set upon the black bulb-shaped thing, kneeling beside it with an exploratory gaze.
Whatever those things were upon closer inspection, they appeared soft, gelatinous and covered with bulging lidded pocks. Forgetful of his pervious task and drawn by his growing, Yusuke sought to sate his curiosity, by giving one of the protuberance upon the bulb-like thing an investigate poke. The bulb quivered the hushed chattering noise sounded, and another bulbous orange surface revealed itself even before Yusuke could press his finger onto the slightly sticky obscuring black membrane that had covered the glowing orange mystery. The brightness of the glowing orange mass abruptly released light blinding the spirit detective and he swore stumbling backwards while covering his eyes.
In the center the orange mass resembling a pupil-grossly undersized in fact-was a speck, not even the size of a pea. It seemed to react to movement, making the orange mass appear like an eye. Yusuke tested this theory leaning left then right; each move he made was followed by the tiny pupil. Wearing a look that of intermingling curiosity and disgust Yusuke once again moved his finger this time actually poking the black creature, right on his bulbous orange eye. The eye closed and the bulb-shaped creature quivered, that same chattering sound escaping into the air; only now it sounded harsh and angry.
Yusuke regretted his actions for the thick sliminess that was left behind on his finger. Standing, the bulb-shaped creature no longer holding his interest, the spirit detective went back to his previous preoccupation. Finding a way out of these rooms and to the sides of his missing companions to find that darn device, whatever it was called the name seemed to slip his mind. Perhaps it was because there were a million and one things he could think of doing instead of ambling through some smelly old building.
"How do I get out of here?" Yusuke asked the air, eyes peering about in impatient inquisition. Annoyed by the fact that he had no clue as to what was going on anymore, Yusuke let out a groan. He took one step sharply turned his attention back on the black bulb-shaped creature he had been so curiously examining. What had drawn his attention was the sickening sloshing sound the gelatin creature had made.
The mass had started to tremble violently, pulse really, looking like a tarred and pock covered heart. This was a curious enough motion for just one of those gooey black masses, but it seemed, following the example of the first, all the others began to do the same until as far as Yusuke could see the room was abuzz with movement. Randomly, those black masses began to open even more of their large orange eyes. Each creature covered with them. The orange light became glaring and an ill at ease Yusuke had to hide away his face protecting his eyes.
The light of those eyes grew brighter, their pulsing faster and that strange chattering noise they made all the more urgent. Loud squealing sounds were precursor to isolated explosion of those orange eyeballs. Coagulated ooze, a bright yellowish-green shade, erupted in large viscous spurts from those ruptured eyes. The glop of those exploding eyes spurt about everywhere, slippery masses of the excoriations pilled up, making the sort of slurping sound as the goop plodded heavily onto the floor, of where ever it was the goo could fall. Some of the goo even found its way onto a disgusted, and unfortunate, spirit detective that just happed to be around at the wrong time.
Yusuke felt his stomach lurch violently; closing his strained mouth he swallowed back his sickness. Cringing, the boy scraped away a glob of the mess from the front of his shirt. He could still feel the heavy moisture of that repugnant slime on his clothes. "Gross" turning up his nose Yusuke did what he could to clean himself of the glop.
All about the room forms began to squirm within the gooey substance. Curious insects peeked their heads out of the blobs, breaking free to rise out of the mess, one and then another, spilling into the room in impossible numbers.
Each bug was roughly the size of a large man's loosely balled fist, or larger. Given a quick observation the bugs were not unlike mosquitoes, well except for the obvious size difference. Though much unlike the mosquitoes these insects were a translucent pink color and were adapt with this dazzling wings that could be well admired were they not attached to such dangerous hosts. The most dangerous element of the bugs were the pointed straw-like appendages they had for mouths, because instead of one these pests had three. But, what really stood out on these insects were that they all had the same bulbous pumpkin colored eyes.
Even before he could react Yusuke was surrounded the bugs filling in the space around him, their buzzing hollow an ominous in his ears. He swallowed hard once more, the bugs looking him over with those ravenous uniform eyes. There wasn't much he could do before Yusuke had the misfortune of being bitten twice by a pair of these insects and both times on his right arm; the wounds mere centimeters from one another. He hoarsely cried out in pain, these defiantly weren't mosquitoes.
The boy felt his knees buckle another one of those insects had stabbed its three pronged straw-like mouth through his skin. All he could feel was pain so excruciating it made his head reel. The searing pain pulsed in his arm, and made it seem to swell.
Clutching his injured appendage Yusuke fought to stay conscious. A battle he was losing. The boy's chin hit the floor, hard; he couldn't hold himself up anymore. At least now he was numb to the pain. As Yusuke slipped away he could feel himself choke on a thick cloud of lavender mist that undulated into the room, the sound of the cursed insects buzzing away, and perhaps the distant echo of footfalls.
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"You're certain you remember how to do this, Fox" Hiei chided in a rather mocking manner an amused yet impatient smirk was drawn across his otherwise expressionless face. It had been several minutes and Kurama's tinkering with a bolted entrance had proved ineffectual.
"There are some things that you just can't forget" Kurama retorted to his fire demon cohort. The redhead's ear neatly pressed against the large metal door as he listened for just the right sound that would show his efforts weren't for not. "No matter how hard you try." His voice was a low whisper, hardly speaking those last words. A soft metallic ping reverberated in the boy's ear as if responding to his words and in spite of himself Kurama gave a weak, distantly haughty grin.
The door now hung slightly ajar, but the attentions of Kurama and Hiei had turned down the darkened pathway to the sound of far-off footfall. They were slow hollow sounds haunting almost, the two wanted to believe the sound were those footsteps of the lagging Yusuke finally catching up to them, and still in a huff. They wanted to, but there suspicions wouldn't afford them the comfort of such denial.
The two pushed through the newly opened door closing it behind them. It was not as if they couldn't fight, but it would be reckless, as Kurama had pointed out, to fight when they didn't know what they were up against could cause unnecessary troubles. The pair stood inside a room massive, yet remarkably cluttered room. Old mechanical parts lay about the floor it looked not only as if a tornado had swept through, but also as if in the process it had set off several explosions. There was little that had been intact in the room. Those things that were, were really only an affront on the eyes of Kurama and Hiei.
Kurama's face twisted in concern and he cast his unbelieving emerald eyes at the electronic map. He shook his head, but it was Hiei that spoke the redhead's thoughts. "There's no way that device can be in here." Something was obviously wrong, before any further investigation could be afforded to the two, a cloud or lavender mist poured out from various vents and cracks about the room. The mist actually became the least of the two former thieves' worries, as it was only precursor to a buzzing noise that accompanied swarms of those orange-eyes insects. Both Kurama tried to put up their best fight, but there were far too many of those insects, and that strange mist did little to aid them. The two were eventually overpowered, Kurama, after taking several stings in his arms, legs and neck. The pain was so unbearable that the boy soon just fell unconscious. Hiei didn't fair anymore admirably in an effort to protect the now unconscious Kurama, the fire demon hovered over the redhead's fallen form. A mounting sense of urgency was present and though his heart was pounding in his ears the curt fire demon managed to keep his rigid experiences demeanor. A ball of bright golden flame danced in Hiei's flat open palm.
What fight Hiei would have provided was extinguished when one of those demon insects stung him in the forehead. A silent cry of pain hung in the air, and then he too collapsed.
(A/N. Well I tried I don't know if my efforts were rewarded but I tried. Well, for those of you who are wanting to see him, he shows up next chapter. You know who…)
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(Somewhere over the equator/Whatever happened to using garbage bags to take out the trash/Why me?)
Rita: We could boil him in oil.
Ve: (Shakes head) Not creative enough..
Trinada: We could feed him a slow acting poison.
Ve: Hmm… not painful enough, Torrin sympathizer…
Trinida: Am not!
Roxy: We should chop him into bits and feed him to rabid goats.
Ve: And, where would we find rabid goats?
Roxy: (Shrugs) Just a suggestion.
Kara: I got it! What's say we clip those wings of his an' lob off his foot, then let him foot it in the wild an' hunt him down, after we catch him we could pour battery acid on him an' make him drink it, then chop him up an' feed him some junkyard dogs.
Torrin: (Raises an eyebrow) That onna's had far too much time to think on that…
Ve: I like it!
Torrin: Don't I get say in this. If I must die I choose death by…
Ve: You'll be lucky if we even let you beg for mercy. Why isn't he gagged too?
Trinada: Oh yeah. (Gags Torrin.)
Rita: We better go collect our supplies.
(This is THEBLACK-SHADOW390 posting and spell-checking for Who...she was too chicken to post herself...so I stole her chapter and put it up for her...just kidding...I got full permission to post this chapter...she of course wrote everything that you just read and she still owns Torrin...not that anyone one would like too...lol. Anyways...hope you enjoyed and please visit my stories. Alright this is THEBLACK-SHADOW390 signing out and hopefully I will never have to do this again...Who you big chicken.)