DIMS: Hey guys! I'm still alive. Sorry if it seems like I've abandoned my other stories, but I really have a plot set out for this one at the moment, which is more than I can say for the others.

Era: We do not own Yu Yu Hakusho.

Mara: We do, however, own the Shadow Angel concept, the OCs that you shall meet, Kotori, and the plot line.

Kotori: (glares) They don't own me. I am a free person of my own will!

Mara: Says the character who is a slave in this chapter

Era: Break it up, you two!

DIMS: We would like to dedicate this chapter to: Engraved Angel and...Ezeroth!!

DA cast and crew: Cheer!!

We hope you enjoy this DIMS presentation.


Life as a slave…sucked. They were more careful with the girls, but she was forced, day after day to see the boys come in with whip marks. For most males, training here was all about strength. The stronger they are, the more money they would be worth at the upcoming auction. It was especially hard to watch the boy Tenka(1), a lightning demon about her age. He was strong willed and always came back heavily injured. She did what she could for him, but the wards limited her strength.

A female's training was much different. Though they shared protocol and behavioral training with the males, they were taken aside for "classes" in erotic dancing and how to dress to please a perverted master. It made her sick when she was forced to dance naked in front of the "instructor", a woman named Junsei(2).

Only two people treated them kindly: the man Shimaru, whom she had spoken with on the first day, and an ice demon, Itetsuku(3). Itetsuku was about 17. He had been captured after saving Tenka from a group of A class demons. His hair was spiky and white and his eyes were a deep blue. He was of moderate height and build. 'He is almost as strong as when…' She deliberately stopped thinking at that point. If she didn't think about it, it wouldn't happen.

Her rage continued to grow. Each time she felt it at the surface, she closed her eyes and thought of Serenity. The instant the girl's name entered her head, there was nothing in her but the same shallowness that she had shown the boys the first day she had met them the same vacant expression. It allowed her to be somewhat less aware of her awful living conditions.

'Only one more day. Then 'tsuku will have gotten the message around in his ward, and Shimaru in his. The children are already prepared. If we do it during the auction, it will be all the more chaotic.'

She looked over to where Tenka was nursing his wounds. His hair was short, brown and messy. His eyes were the gray of the storm clouds above the angry sea, a beautiful mix of blue and gray. He wore a tattered pair of pants, stopping around his knees. They did not permit the slaves to wear shirts, allowing her a view of the awful scars on his back and chest. She blinked solemnly and went back to her thoughts.

The sheets on her bed were grimy and the pillow empty, the frame rusty and creaky, but it was better than sleeping on the floor. She sat there as she thought about the breakout.

It was then that Shimaru managed to walk over to her without looking suspicious. He looked angry, though it was an act. It would look as though he were reprimanding her.

"It is done, Kotori. Itetsuku and I have been able to spread the message throughout our groups. It can be done tomorrow, when your friends come," he whispered.

"Yes, Shimaru, it will be done."

He left her to her brooding.


Today was the day. The day of the auction. Her hands were bound so tightly in front of her that she could hardly move them. She growled as she was lead onto the stage. Why did she feel like something was about to go wrong?


The four boys stood in the back of the room. A small stage and a catwalk had been erected just inside the large castle. Hopefully, Kotori would have finished by now and they would be able to move onto step 2: massacring these bastards.

The scaly-ass who had greeted them stood with a microphone on the stage.

"Welcome, gentlemen! Today is the monthly auction. We start with the children. Male slaves! Number one, step out!"

A boy about Kotori's age was pushed out from behind the curtain. He had messy brown hair and dark eyes with a body covered in scars. He walked down the catwalk, stopped for a moment, so that all could see him, and then turned and walked back up to the stage.

"This boy, Tenka, is a rare lightning demon. Strong of body and headstrong, he needs firm discipline. Any bids?!" The boy glared out at the bidders called out high numbers of ishi. After a few minutes, the highest bid was reached and the boy's new owner came to collect him. Tenka followed the bright red demon after he tugged hard on the chain. His glare never ceased.

The next boy's skin had a bluish tint to it. He was small with round, bubble like features and black eyes. His hair was black and stopped at his earlobes, his eyes slanted upwards. He went for a high price as well, though it was very low considered Tenka's price. Water demons are rare, but not as rare as lightning.

More boys came onto the stage and followed the same pattern. Most were bought, but a small fire demon with pale skin and dark red hair got absolutely no bids. He was muscled more leanly than Tenka, and did not have the strange, round features that made the water demon appealing as a house servant. His short hair looked as though it had dried blood in it. He was kicked behind the curtain with a yelp. Hiei thought he heard a growl from behind the curtain on the other side of the stage, but he wasn't sure.

"And now, the females!" Ozomashii announced.

The first female that came out was a hawk demon with long chestnut hair, a beaked face, and large wings. She was dressed scantily, wearing only a thong. She followed the same pattern as the males, but at the end of the catwalk, she performed a short dance, showing off her curves. It earned her a chorus of wolf whistles. She was bought quickly for an average price. Several others came onto the stage, a pale blond girl with blue eyes, a dark girl with wolf ears. The boys were getting antsy, shifting from foot to foot as they waited for Kotori's signal.


I growled as they pushed Okibi(4) behind the curtain. He was more leanly muscled, but he was physically just as strong as Tenka. Then he announced that it was the females' turn and I growled all the more as Lena, a hawk demon, was pushed onto the stage.

Finally it was my turn. I was the last of the females. Ozomashii wanted to put on a little show.


Kotori stepped onto the stage. She too was clothed in nothing but a thong. The boys could see that she was flat chested still. Her black hair was pulled out of its usual low position into a high ponytail. There was a glare on her face that could have killed death itself. The light color of her eyes, usually associated with gentle lavender or chamomile could now be compared to poison. When she reached the end of the catwalk, she simply turned, rather than dancing. Yusuke's eyes widened. Ragged scars ran down her back, as if from a broken piece of glass, like a bottle. After completing the turn, she stayed at the end as she had been instructed.

"Kotori, age twelve, is the rarest creature we have today. She is strong and will be amazingly powerful once she reaches maturity according to the legends about her race, this is somewhere in the teen years. She is a Kumori Mitsukai, a Shadow Angel. He signaled for her to start dancing. But she stood stock-still.


My rage grew as he spoke of me as if I were some sort of prize to be won. When he gave the signal, I tensed, but did not move. After a few seconds, his face turned beet red.

"Dance BITCH!" he yelled, lashing out at me with a whip. I whipped my head around to glare at him as fresh blood ran down by back. He was furious. His eyes showed his rage and his nostrils were flared. Then, a look crossed his face that I will never forget. It was a look of pure hatred, promising a cruel fate very soon.

"Well, if the bitch won't give a show, we'll just have to give out bidders a sample." He was addressing both the crowd and me. Then he turned to speak solely to the crowd. "Any man who wants a shot with the little bitch can have it. Bidding on her will resume after every man has had his try!"

He dragged me off the stage and into a small room. It was sparsely furnished with a large bed. The whole room was painted red. He took out a separate pair of shackled from under the bed. Then I saw black. When I woke up a few seconds later, my hands were shackled to the bedposts. Ozomashii was standing in the doorway. "She's all yours sir."

In walked a large demon with peach colored skin and black hair. He was very human looking but for the yellow eyes. He began to pull off my thong and then…unimaginable pain as every cell in my body began to shift. I blacked out again for a second. When I woke again, the man had taken a step back. I laughed maliciously as I tore the chains apart and sat up. I ran my tongue across my teeth, tasting the venom dripping from them. Now I was Kumori Mitsukai. Now I was a Shadow Angel. The man was dead in seconds.


As soon as Ozomashii turned away from the door, he saw chaos. Four boys, whom he knew to be Yusuke Urameshi, Youko Kurama, Hiei of the Jagan, and the human psychic Kuwabara. The next thing he knew, he was in a hallway. He was very confused. Why were there ogres in loincloths running around?


Ozomashii was disposed of quickly, but before they could open the door to the room where Kotori was, about 200 A class security demons were unleashed upon them.


I burst out through the door and hovered over the scene before me. I grinned evilly and summoned balls of pure black fire. They would feel my wrath.


The three (not including Hiei) gaped at the girl that burst through the door. She had long dark purple hair, purple tinted skin, and dark purple eyes. Her teeth were long, sharp, and a purple shade. Venom dripped from the tips of her fangs. She was clothed in a black dress with slits up to her mid thigh. And she had black wings growing from her back.

A black fireball shot past them so quickly that they could hardly see it. A snake demon that had been sneaking up behind them fell down dead. The boys blinked once before turning back to fighting for their lives.


I saved the detectives. Now they owe me. I have many plans for how I could call in that debt. My eyes suddenly flickered to the corner. Standing back to back, their shackled arms held in attack positions were Tenka and Itetsuku. They were surrounded by a ring of demons. I quickly maneuvered myself on my new wings and grabbed them both by the arm, carrying them to a safe place.

"Stay here." My voice had a deep evil quality to it. It is a voice to chill the hearts of mortal men.

Ten I felled by fire, another seven died by my claws. And for Junsei, for her I reserved the painful demise of my venom. I bit her in the style of the vampires and allowed the poison to slowly destroy her from within. She writhed on the ground at my feet and I enjoyed the feeling of power I had over her. I loved watching the pain tear through her body as she died. I watched as minute by painful minute passed for her, and when she died, she was the last. I burned her body with red fire, not deeming her worthy of my black fire and laid a curse over her soul. I turned to look over the scene. The battle was over. We had won. And I was about to change back. I quickly stripped a demon of his clothes and flitted into the other room. The searing pain came again as I changed from my hellish form into the one that humans do not run from in fear. I slipped on the clothes plain leather clothes before returning to the battlefield.

The sun poured in through a hole in the ceiling, courtesy of Yusuke's reigun. It was over.


DIMS: And that is chapter seven. This is the longest chapter of DA so far, with over 2,100 words of actual story text, it took up four pages of word. That may be short in comparison to other author's chapters, but it is rather long for me.

Notes:

1: If you didn't read the notes last time, Tenka means fire caused by lightning. He is a rare lightning demon categorized in the amazingly rare group

2: Junsei means perfect

3. Once again, if you didn't read the notes, Itetsuku means to freeze. He is a very rare ice apparition and is also in the amazingly rare category.

4:Okibi means blazing fire

That's all for notes. I hope you enjoy my name choice.

Here's a little fact, I already have the beginning of chapter eight written. It was supposed to be in this chapter, but I like the way I ended so much that I put it into the next chapter. Just a little tidbit.

Mara: Thank you for reading

Kotori: (glares) REVIEW OR DIE

DIMS: and happy Rosh Hashana