The Saint of Death (Chapter 3) Hiei Story
After waking up only a few hours later, I wonder downstairs where everyone was unstirred from the same spot as before I went to sleep. Kurama looked up from his book and noticed me standing at the bottom of the staircase. "Hello Freya. Did you have a nice nap?" He asked, closing his hardback book. I just nodded as Yusuke and Kuwabara drew their eyes from the TV and locked them on me. "Well I suppose I should get some dinner started." Kurama said, breaking the awkward silence.
"I'm not hungry." I stated and walked straight out the back door.
(With the gang)
Everyone just sat there in a hush after the "Saint of Death" walked out the door. "I don't know about this chick guys…" Kuwabara's murmured as if she could still hear us.
"Now Kuwabara, she just doesn't know us and we don't know her." Kurama commented, trying to give the young killer the benefit of the doubt.
"I think I'm with Kuwabara on this one." Yusuke spoke up. "I mean, come on… we just fought her today and now Koenma all the sudden want us to be buddy-buddy with her. Yeah right." He continued.
"We didn't even know she was a she!" Kuwabara screamed as if it was the end of the world. Kurama just shook his head and walked into the kitchen to begin dinner. Yusuke and Kuwabara continued their discussion about the Freya. "How many people do you think she's killed?" The idiot asked while getting shivers down his back.
"I don't know… Why don't you go out there and ask her?" Yusuke laughed while nudging him. Kuwabara's face went pale at the thought of what the girl would do to him. "Or are you to chicken?" Yusuke grinned.
"Dude! You saw the shit she kicked out of shorty over there! I'm not getting her mad!" He said pointing his thumb at Hiei who was still sitting in his window sill.
"Watch were you are pointing your thumb Buffoon, or you might lose it." Hiei finally spoke with his nose wrinkled up in disgust. His feet softly hit the hard wooden floor and walked up the stairs tired of hearing about the woman.
(Freya's POV)
I started wondering around behind my new "home". There was a large forest surrounding the entire mansion, I walked down a trail that lead nearly a half of a mile into to woods. Finally I came to a clearing with a large platform I assumed they used for training. Landing gracefully on the outer part of the ring, my wings appeared and stretched themselves out after being rested for so long.
"Maybe I should work on my angel powers…" I thought to myself "I mean… I don't really know what kind of things these spirit detectives fight against. Not like it should be too much of a problem" I mentally laughed to myself. I took a deep breath and within a blink of an eye I was on the other side of the arena. Finally after repeating myself several times, I stopped feeling satisfied with my teleporting. Darkness engulfed my right hand; I looked down at my hand and smirked. "I may be a fallen, but I feel more powerful than I've ever been" Holding out my hand I shoot a dark energy orb, no bigger than my fist, at a tree, and it ended up blowing about 12 trees. The only thing left was the ashes falling from the sky like feathers.
(Back at the house)
Everyone was sitting at the dinner table enjoying Kurama's home cooked meal, excluding Hiei, until something sparked their attention. "Did anyone else feel thing?" Yusuke spoke as they all looked up from their suppers at the same time.
"I believe it came for the woods." Kurama said while standing. The three boys ran out the back door, and as if on cue Hiei appeared next to them.
"Look smoke!" Kuwabara yelled, pointing at the black smoke rising above the tree line.
(Kyra's POV)
A smirk appeared on my face, satisfied with the damage I've caused. Hmpf. And that was only a small amount of my power. Suddenly I felt a cold, sharp blade at my neck.
"What do you think you're doing?" I heard Hiei's voice say behind me. I glared in front of me. No body holds a blade to my neck and lives.
"Hn." Was all I said behind disappearing and reappearing behind him, kicking him into a tree 20 feet away. "Don't you ever put a blade to my neck and expect to live again boy." The rest of the boys came into the clearing and observed the scene. Me, The Saint of Death, their new roommate, standing in the arena, and Hiei, sitting on the ground 20 feet away, rubbing his face with a infuriated look on his face while the tree in front of him was snapped in half.
"What the hell happened?!" Yusuke screamed.
"The bastard put a sword to my neck." I stated in an emotionless tone, turning my back to the boys and walking away. Before I could get too far, Hiei darted ahead of me sword in hand and ready to fight again. The expression on his was beyond irate, making me smirk on the inside. "You don't want to fight me."
"Hn." Was the only thing he said before darting after me. Quickly I catch his sword between my hands and threw it aside. Hiei shot backwards surprised by my move.
"He's crazy trying to fight her!" Kuwabara yelled from the sidelines.
"It's remarkable how swift she is." Kurama stated.
"Dude, I think she's faster than Hiei." Yusuke said.
Both of us stood there, staring down each other; waiting on who will make the next feat. Finally I sighed. "I'm bored with this." Turning on my heels I started walked back to the house. I could feel Hiei's glare practically burn a hole through my back. He rushed after me, yet again, fist cocked back ready to make a direct hit to the back of my head. This time I teleported behind him, us back to back, and kicked him causing him to fly forward whizzing right past the group of boys. Hiei rose quickly after sliding face first on the ground several yards from where the boys were standing.
"Man! Just give up shrimp!" Kuwabara howled with a large grin on his face, happy with the fact Hiei was getting his ass handed to him.
Hiei shot an icy glare to the buffoon then turned his raged attention back to the fight. My back was still turned towards Hiei, but then I hear him shout, "Black Dragon Wave!" Turning my head back, the only thing I saw and a black ball of fire coming straight at me.
(Hiei's POV)
This girl was getting on my nerves. I couldn't even get a scratch on her. My ego was getting bruised, but I would never admit it. I stood up after sliding across the dirt; I heard the idiot comment on my failed attempts to attack the girl. I shot him a dirty look before turning my attention back on my fight. I only how a few more options to choose from now… "Black Dragon Wave!" I sent out a large black ball of fire out of my fist directly at Freya; she turned around too late to dodge my attack. I got her. I thought to myself, causing a smirk to form on my face. I stood up straight, pleased with the outcome of the battle.
"You weren't supposed to kill her!" the detective cried from the side.
"Hn. Maybe she should have known who she was dealing with." Was all I said with closing my eyes and crossing my arms.
"Wait…Look." Kurama said pointing at the blazing onyx flames where the girl used to be. As the fires dimed down, we could see a faint figure standing inside of them. The arms out stretched and the flames burst out in every direction.
(Freya's POV)
"Really? Hell fire? Like that's gonna hurt me." I said while brushing off my shoulder. Everyone's eyes were wide with confusion and shock.