The Treasure

"You will go after her, Yusuke. That's an order," Koenma threatened his most hard-headed Spirit Detective to date. He wondered why Yusuke was being so unyielding, debating between either him still thinking it was all just a joke, or pure stubbornness. Surely even Yusuke would realize he had been right, the Prince reasoned. This was Scar Night's one out of the many attacks on supposedly innocent victims. In Koenma's eyes, she was no longer a potential threat. She was a threat.

Her mere presence stirred up more trouble and demon activity ay night than he could remember for a long time. Of course, there were demons that were purely nuptial, demons that were active only at night. But the number nighttime activity that risen since Scar Night made her entrance and he knew it wasn't a coincidence.

"I don't see what is the big deal," Yusuke shot back, not wanting to obey the Prince's orders.

"I don't think she's the threat you want us to see her as," Hiei agreed with Yusuke, not even looking in Koenma's direction. He folded his arms over his chest and scowled. Hiei, to everyone's continuous surprise, had sided with Yusuke from the very beginning and at every argument he's had with Koenma.

The other team members, Kuwabara, Kurama and Iris, just stood to the side and waited for the argument to be over. They've heard it every time Scar Night made another move that had been reported, which increased Koenma's urgency for the team to track her down.

"I don't see how you can't seem to be able to take this seriously." Koenma sounded exasperated by now.

Yusuke seemed a bit taken aback by his accusation, and straightened from his offensive position. When he spoke, his voice was a lot softer than when he was arguing wing Koenma, but still had an edge to it. "Look," he said and looked away, scowling, "I don't know how to explain it, but this Scar Night, whoever she is, doesn't seem to be a threat. I have this feeling about her."

Iris's head snapped up to look at Yusuke in disbelief, clearly indicating that she'd been listening the entire time. Kurama and Kuwabara, on the other hand, didn't seem to acknowledge the turn their argument took, but they did notice the change of in the atmosphere. They both looked up, as if to see what caused the change of heart.

Koenma didn't seem convinced and looked at his Spirit Detective, suspicion clear in his eyes. "What do you mean? Is this some trick to get you out of work?"

"What?" he sounded distracted and looked sharply at Koenma before he realized. "No! You know I love this job. It's the only thing I'm damn good at and I can do right and enjoy it at the same time. The only times when I don't is when you give us a ridiculous mission, which is what this started to be—" Koenma was about to protest but Yusuke cut him off, "but let's say I understand you concern." His tone made it seems as if he was mocking him and reluctantly proving him right at the same time.

Koenma still didn't look convinced. Yusuke continued. "I will continue looking for her only to prove to you that she isn't dangerous."

"How can you be sure though?" he asked.

"Well," Yusuke started, "mainly because she's never killed anybody. I mean, if she was a real threat, and if she is strong as they claim she is, she could have easily done it. But she didn't. She seemed to be defending herself more than doing harm on purpose."

Koenma looked at him for the longest time, his eyes revealing no opinion on Yusuke's words. Then he sighed. "I suppose I can't convince you to see my way, but I can convince you to follow orders." Yusuke grinned in response, both of them pleased they could get their way even partly. "It will all come to light when we will find out her identity, anyway."

Yusuke slapped his hands together – for once since this mission started – in enthusiasm. "All right, let's go!"

"Shall I make a suggestion?" Kurama spoke up, looking glad the argument was over.

"Sure," Yusuke nodded and the rest of the team listened intently.

"Scar Night only makes her appearance at night, so how about we look for her then? We've been looking for her during the day for a while now and we haven't found a trace," he said and looked at his partners and friends to see their opinion.

"Sure sounds like we'd have a hell of a better chance to find her at night," Yusuke said.

"Whatever we do to get this ridiculous mission over with is fine by me," Hiei stated and Kurama nodded, knowing that was the most agreeing statement he was going to get from him.

Kurama looked at Kuwabara and he nodded in acceptance to the new plan. When he looked at Iris, she had a look of pure determination on her face and nodded fiercely.

"Ok, then," Yusuke said, "we wait till dusk."

***

It has been the longest time until Scar Night could get out again, since now the Spirit Detectives were looking for her during the night too. After the 24th night – she had been counting – they finally decided to take a break after Yusuke started going on a mad rage that Scar Night was doing it on purpose. She shook her head but she was glad they finally went home. It had been bad enough for her to delay the reason she came here for so long. This time she knew she would find it. She had run around in circles long enough.

She frowned, and looked around for any movement, strained her ears for any sound out of place. It was dead silent and an inaudible sigh of relief escaped her lips.

She ran. She ran faster than she ever did before. She called upon her energy to push herself even faster. Nobody was going to catch her tonight. She will make sure of it. And if they did, they would regret it. Scar Night knew the exact place of her destination now, her mind was clear of any assumptions or unsure directions.

She let her mind go blank save for her destination and she ran for the longest time like that until she reached what looked like a small town that looked positively deserted. She tried to be cautious, not knowing for sure if that was a fact or an impression. She slowed down considerably and walked directly toward a building that looked oddly like a bar. She stepped through the doors but encountered only dust.

Scar Night went through the directions in her mind and walked behind the bar toward where she knew there should be a door, half the size of a normal one. The door was made out of the same material as the wall and didn't have a handle either, but it needed to be pushed to open and to close.

She went down on her knees and pushed the door open, revealing a narrow, dusty passageway that might not have been swept ever since its making. It felt like hours until she could finally see flickers of light again. The passageway led her to a room that was possibly three times taller than it was wide and it held only one window at the very top. That single window had several layers of dirt and grime, enough so that only a few feeble rays of sunlight could get through.

Scar Night inspected the window for a few fleeting seconds, wrinkled her nose and looked away for the specific place she knew she had to find. She studied the room, but everything was so monochromatic due to the dust and many years of neglect, that she was forced to look closer. Finally, camouflaged by the dust, was a door to a tiny cupboard. Inside, just as she knew it would be, was a small, jewelry-box type container. She opened it carefully, afraid it would break in her hands if she handled it too roughly. There was something here she needed to retrieve, after all.

The object stuck out to her immediately. From the other objects there that were covered in dust as was the rest of this building, this particular item was completely clean of any outside substance that could've deteriorate it or alter its beauty in any way. She took the object in her hand and let the heavy chain that held the pendant slid between her fingers. It was a large, pointed fang, with two heavy metal crescent moons, facing the opposite direction on both sides of the fang. A heavy chain held the three pieces together. This was it.

She put the box back in its place, closed the door gently and crept back toward the bar, closing the secret door as much as she could. Then, Scar Night exited the bar in a manner as if it had customers all the time, even now in its run-down state. Everything went perfect, according to plan for once. No demons got in her way. No Spirit Detectives to chase her. No complications what so ever. A smile crept on her lips. Perhaps she could give it back tonight. Scar Night knew she would be waiting there. She was probably there now. She was there every night, waiting for her.

She debated on what she would do. The night had barely started. She could easily go to her and back before the Spirit Detectives even woke up. She walked heavier, not positive there was nobody to hear her. She was about to pick up speed and start running back until—

Scar Night stopped suddenly, hearing the steps of others around her, heavier ones. After all this time she spent during the night and its tranquil silence, she could detect even the slightest disturbance. Now that she heard the steps, as she concentrated on their sound, she was suddenly struck by the fact that they sounded from every direction around her. She clutched the chain tight in her fist and stuffed it in her pocked in case she would have to fight. She kept her stance though, to make sure she won't attack on her innocent bystanders.

"I think we finally found out what she is up to," said one of her right.

"So she's a thief after all," another one added. This demon sounded like he was coming from behind her. Her breathing stopped in her throat and her mind raced for a way to get out of there. She once again cursed her carelessness.

"We've been looking for that for ages, you know?" the one that was on her right spoke again and he sounded closer. They were closing in on her. She was sure there were others who haven't spoken yet.

"If we give you a fair sum of money would you hand it over to us? We don't want to fight you unless we have to," another unfamiliar voice added. They were smart enough not to challenge Scar Night. They listened to the rumors…enough not to challenge her on the spot.

"I think it would be in your best interest to cooperate. It's six against one, regardless of how famous you are," said another.

"No." She spoke loudly and clearly, for the first time in all her encounters. Normally, she didn't speak because she didn't want to give them any clue to her identity. This time, however, she chose to answer straight-front.

"That's too bad," one of them who had spoken before said, but she couldn't tell which one it was anymore. "We really wanted to get to know you better." He was mocking her. She could tell without him looking at her.

She knew they would attack now. They wanted the treasure. The treasure she promised to protect and retrieve. She placed her palm on her pocked, as if to take comfort that the object was there.

Then, as she heard the distinct noise of a shoe grinding against the earth, she knew that at least one of them charged against her. Her eyes flashed a ghostly white, and the next instant, dust was all around them, confusing them, hiding her position in a way that the darkness alone couldn't. The demons screamed and bellowed in rage, throwing punches at empty air, or sometimes even at each other, unknowingly. She slipped between them before the dust would settle back and took off on a run.

At the last moment, she decided to postpone her meeting. She already used up her luck for tonight, and the encounter with six demons after a seemingly perfect mission was proof of that. She would go another night. She sighed and closed her eyes briefly. It would be a while until she would be able to come back because the Spirit Detectives will be on her tail once again, this time for thievery.

A/N: Another one out, and the way i see it, the next one will be the last one. I hope you guys liked it, and you will enjoy the turn of events with Scar Night, because even though the stories dedicated to her are over after the next, she won't be out of my YYH stories for good. Not even close.

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