Kali: ^^; I'm a bad little author, I update so slow, but I do make this up as I go along. *Pats Yuusuke* Poor guy, and yes Pai, all my plots work out -_- there is nothing wrong with that is there? And because your my niece I won't maul you for that one. *taps foot*
Kurama: Who's up next?
Kali: Herm... I dun know... I'm think of Hiei and then Kurama... or Kuwa and then Kurama... all I know is you, Kurama, will be the final fighter... I don't think I want to have both Hiei and Kuwa fight... but then again Kuwa's will probably be real short, ^^;, so I guess I can do both
Kuwa: HEY!
Kali: Oo its true! Not my fault your a simple human now is it? All ye have is a sword... Hiei had fire, a sword, and a dragon, XD plus he is Mr. Speedy! Kurama in human form has plants, pretty good speed, and ish all flexible, and ish uber smart. Youko ish also Mr. Speedy, has plants, and ish flexible and smart ^^;
Kuwa: *Sulks*
Kali: ^^; eh, any way, on with the show. I'm taking Amy's idea and doing a new paragraph every time they talk. ^^; not to make it look longer, but to make it easier to read. I CARE ABOUT YOU GUYS! *Flails* ^^ My devoted little readers! OH! AND UPDATE! I'm working on the sequel to Wilted Rose, I heard a good song that fits ^^
Disclaimer: Dun own YYH, own the original characters, and the ideas for Kurama's childhood. And lastly... I OWN THE ELEMENT WHITE FIRE! The ideas I made up for it are MINE. If I see any one with it, I will maul them and report them... I'm VERY proud and protective of that idea that I made up in a RP where I played youko.
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Crevan made his way back to the clearing, and yelped to find Youko helping Shori up, and Kuwabara and Hiei both growling with similar looks that spoke of a slow death and pain. Quickly the heads of the 3 fighters jerked in his direction at the sound of his yelp. Kurabara began ranting, Hiei snarled and grabbed the hilt of his sword, and Crevan could see Kurama's eyes glitter, and his ears press back. Shori quickly scrambled to her feet and though she was still a little mad at Kurama, and scared of him, she stood behind him back about 3 feet to keep from Crevan. Before Hiei and Kurama would leap though, the two demons and Shori began to grow weary again. A silver aura sprung up around Crevan, and their bite wounds began to ooze with poison again, and quickly the tree fell down, asleep again, leaving Kuwabara alone to fight. Kuwabara gave a yelp nudging Hiei's body with his foot, and soon shaking his shoulders.
"Hey! Wake up shorty!" Crevan chuckled and shook his head at the humans failed attempts, the ningen was now to fight him alone. With Kuwabara having the weakest spirit energy of the three, Crevan felt very confident about this fight. Kuwabara was also the slowest, meaning that he could easily match the ningen's speed and surpass it, and if he was lucky he wouldn't need his illusions, allowing him to save spirit energy for funner things.
"Foolish ningen... Your the weakest of them all, and if Yuusuke couldn't beat me, you won't." Kuwabara blinked, unsure of what Crevan meant. Suddenly Kuwabara realized that when he woke up, Yuusuke wasn't any where around. He gave a soft growl, clenching his hand into a fist.
"Where is Urameshi!?"
"There." With that Crevan pointed to his left, and a area shimmered for a moment, before Yuusuke appeared, Crevan had been hiding his body with an illusion. Kuwabara blanched slightly. Yuusuke's body was really torn up, and bleeding in several spot. What angered him was the sadistic grin Crevan was giving Yuusuke's body.
"Cute thing is, he did this with his own attack."
"NANI!?" Kuwabara nearly blanched again. How had that happened? In a moment of blazing glory, Kuwabara actually remembered all the details of their first fight with Crevan. One specific one of Yuusuke's spirit gun being reflected back popped into his head. Kuwabara frowned, so that was how Crevan did it, he turned Yuusuke's attack on him. Kuwabara grinned, he was good then, his attack couldn't be reflected, and Crevan was slow... or so the others said. Kuwabara yelped as a piece of grass trailed up his leg and slowly began to wrap around it. Kuwabara glared at Kurama, who seemed to be passed out.
"Thats not funny Kurama! Call your plants off and stop acting!" He blinked as nothing happened.
"Eh... Kurama?" Crevan's laughing though stopped him, making him look up and glare.
"Whats your problem damn it?"
Crevan flicked his wrist and the plant was called off, and Crevan was surrounded by black fire. Kuwabara yelped leaping back. He then stopped and stared in awe at Crevan for a moment.
"You have Hiei and Kurama's elements!? I though Koenma said you were only illusionary." Crevan glared for a moment, the baka was really stupid wasn't he? Crevan though shrugged, he would take pride in showing off and explaining it to the idiot ningen.
"No baka. When I place some one in a dream like state, I can use their abilities. And since I have Kurama and Hiei in a coma, I can steal their powers and use them for myself." Kuwabra paled, this wasn't good... He had heard the way the guy in the Dark Tournament was screaming for youko to spare him, and Youko had just showed him the plant, he hadn't even used it. The way Kurama had explained how the plant worked gave him the shivers. He REALLY didn't want to be slowly dissolved my acid... He had no more time to continue the thought though as a ball of black flame shot at his head. He yelped and dove aside, his sleeve catching on fire. He quickly beat at it, trying to put out the flames, but it wasn't of much use. By using his ki, Crevan would keep the flames alive. Kuwabara screamed in agony as slowly his arm began to burn up, the flames spreading to his chest. It seemed like forever before the flames finally went out.
"Now now Kuwabara... This isn't over yet." Kuwabara gritted his teeth, getting to his feet. His left arm and most of his chest were scorched, black and red with blood and burnt skin. That side of his body was numb now, and his shirt was in tatters. Crevan smiled slightly.
"For as weak and stupid as you are, you are very brave I must admit... I guess something as lacking as you are needs SOMETHING good about them." Kuwabara growled clenching his jaw, that bastard was asking for it. Using his right arm he summoned his spirit sword and lunged at Crevan, but he was slow, tired and full of pain. He swiped at the demon, missing, and stumbling. Crevan danced to the side, watching as Kuwabara fell forward. He smiled and held out his hand, Kuwabara yelped in pain as the grass grew and wrapped itself around him, constricting him and holding him up in the air now. Kuwabara could feel his bones straining, and after a few seconds he felt one crunch. He cried out in pain, causing Crevan to smirk slightly, this indeed was enjoyable, he could see why the youko was so proud of his plant abilities. Crevan was tempted to keep the youko asleep forever to be able to use his plant abilities, same for the fire demon. He raised Kuwabara up to the top of the trees, before dropping him.
Kuwabara tried his hardest to catch himself, but it was of no use. The poor teenager fell, hitting a few branches as he went, hearing his leg break. His wrist was quick to follow though when he landed on it. Once more he let out a shout of pain, now both arms were useless. Crevan pouted slightly. He shouldn't have done so much damage with the fire because now Kuwabara was almost finished off, and he had barely begun to fight. He shrugged though, there were still two fighters left. He held out his hand, the silver aura coming back. Poison oozed from Kuwabara's bite, and he fell forward, unconscious. He had decided to put the ningen asleep, wanting to use his powers for the next fighter. Though the sword wasn't very elaborate, it was better to have that AND the plants, then just the plants, in case. He tested his energy, and found plenty left. The fight between him and Yuusuke had been far longer and demanding then the one with him and Kuwabara, being he had to use his illusions.
Deciding to save energy, he rolled Kuwabara to the side by kicking him away a few times, he would need plenty of room to fight the fire demon, which he had planned to wake next. He would save the youko for last. Kurama was the most canny of the 4. The others were easy to enrage and get them to attack him, but the youko was more subtle and thoughtful of his moves, though if Crevan used his human mother against him, it would be easy, no doubt though that Kurama would want to grow plants immediately to protect his mother. Crevan stretched a little, wanting to be limber for the next fight. He knew that Hiei was far faster them him, but he still wanted to be ready to move so if Hiei did find the right Crevan, if he dodged fast enough, the damage would be minimized. Gathering his ki, he pulled his spell off Hiei, putting the poison into slumber, allowing the demon to awake. Crevan grinned, this would be a fun fight, he could easily use the youko against the fire demon.
Hiei groaned, rubbing his head as he stood. He was quick to his feet though when he remembered Crevan was here. As he looked around, he was greeted to the site of 20 Crevans, and two very bloody crispy comm rads. Kurama and Shori were both asleep, seemingly fine. Hiei felt relieve at that, but didn't show any signs of it. He growled slightly, this was growing annoying. Crevan was taking them out one at a time, and by the fact that several Crevan's were playing with plants, and what looked like Kuwabara's sword, he was using them against each other, or at least their abilities. Finally all of the Crevan's turned facing him, smiling.
"Good morning Firefly." Hiei twitch slightly. That was Kurama's pet name for him, and as far as he was concerned, ONLY Kurama could call him that. Several of the Crevan's smirked as they got the desired effect, this might be slightly easier then he though. Hiei jumped as he felt vines run along his shoulders, as if trying to give him a comforting hug. He growled, pulling out his katana, and quickly cutting down the vines. The Crevan's chuckled and sent more vines to replace those Hiei had cut down. Hiei snarled, the fire demon was quickly getting tired of this game. Hiei darked forward as a black blur, pulling out his katana, slashing at any Crevan in his way. It was hard though with each of them wielding a sword, and plants trying to wrap him up or eat him. Hiei was quickly tearing through the hollusinations though, there was only 5 or so left, but before he could move to attack again, he paused slightly, distracted by a cry coming from Kurama, which slowly died off into a whimper.
Crevan couldn't help but smirk, it was obvious how distracting the kitsune was to the fire demon, and it was amusing to watch as Hiei would glance in Kurama's direction time and time again. It was almost as if he were checking to make sure that none of the hallucinations would harm the fox. Hiei growled turning around ready to slash down the Crevan before him when the world jerked and spun about him, causing him to stumble. He frowned as he faced 20 Crevans again. Resisting the urge to clench his jaw, he glared and moved forward again. He began slashing left and right, only a black blur to the eyes of Crevan. The demon gave a shriek as Hiei landed a blow on the real one. He lunged forward, suprising Hiei, who thought it was jsut a hallucination. Crevan lashed out, catching Hiei's face, narrowly missing the fire demons jagan. Hiei gave growl and leapt back holding his forehead, and giving a sigh of relief as he found his jagan was fine. He didn't have much time to relax as the world hitched under his feet.
He fell forward, landing on his hands and knees. He growled to find himself now surrounded by 40 Crevan's. He clenched his fists, ignoring the cries of Kurama, occasinally accompanied by shouts or cries of Shori or Kuwabara. All 40 Crevan's stood there, identical supierior smirks upon there face. Hiei was growing furious. He hated being toyed with like this, and having his partner's used against him, especiall Kurama. He lunged forward, mvoing as a black blur taking down Crevan's left and right. The real Crevan paled slightly. Was it him, or was Hiei getting faster and faster? Last time Hiei had done this, Crevan could still faintly see him, now though, he couldn't see Hiei at all. He gave a shrill yelp as once more Hiei's blade dug into him. he snarled and lashed at Hiei's chest with the rose whip he held. Hiei danced to the side, but he did recieve a shall cut in side. Crevan growled, and used his illusion talents to disappear from Hiei's sight.
He was thankful that the youko had some healing talent and patched up the wound on his chest. It was crude, but it would work. He frowned and studied the confused jaganshi, who was growing quiet pissed. He would have to end this soon if he still had hopes of winning this. He gave a wave of his hand, and once more Hiei could see he was in the clearing again, though all the Crevan's were back. The demon was growing pissed, every time he hit Crevan, the demon would just use some illusion to hide again. Crevan smirked, he would have to put on the front that Hiei was winning for a while if he was going to catch the demon off gaurd. He gave another wave of his hand and all the illusions disappeared, or so Hiei thought. It took a lot of energy, but Crevan made a single illusion that wouldn't disappear when Hiei hit it, and it would appear like it was bleeding, and smell like it too. Crevan used his talents to hide himself aswell. He stood in smug silence as he watched the demon frown slightly, and use his jagan.
To his suprise, Hiei found that the only Crevan left was the real one. He was hesitant though. He wasn't sure what crevan was up to, and he didn't want to fall into some trap.
"Fists of the Mortal Flame!" With that Hiei leapt foward upon Crevan. The "real" Crevan gave a cry, as Hiei punched him, burning him. He growled and grew what Hiei remembered Kurama calling the Death Tree. He heard soft hisses as the acid from the mouths hit the forest floor. Darted back and forth making his way around the mouths, landing heavy blows on the branches. The tree have a shriek of pain as it lit up in black and purple flames, streaked with orange. The Crevan frowned and spat a curse as the tree burnt to ashes, and before he could react, Hiei had a blade through his belly. His eyes widened and he opened his mouth, blood spurting out, and he fell lifeless to the floor. Hiei gave a slight smirk of triumph as he ripped the blade roughly out of the now dead Crevan, and placed it back in its seath. Hiei didn't relize though, that that had only been a illusion. The real Crevan smirked, and prepared himself for the final blow.
Hiei frowned slightly as Kurama began screaming something about some one not being allowed to leave him, and breaking promises. If Crevan was dead, were they supposed to wake up now? He paused slightly, just enough enough for a thorned vine to wrap itself about him, clenching down on his body. Hiei bit his lip, and struggled, trying to use his arms to pry the plant off his body, but the thorns dug into his skin and seemed to latch on. Hiei blinked in suprise as Crevan now stood before him. The demon chuckled, and the one Hiei had slaughtered, shimmered, and disappeared. Hiei's opened his mouth to let out a sound of suprise, but only a spurt of blood came out.
"Tsk Tsk Hiei... You really need to learn to pay attention don't you?" Crevan smirked, his tone mocking. Hiei hissed, holding back a cry as he felt several of his ribs crunch under the pressure. He could feel a warm sticky fluid, most likely his blood, trickling down his arms and seeping in between the plants as more thorns stabbed into him one after another. He gave a strangled cry though as the thorns began to grow, stabbing further into him, and the vine seemed to shifted, pulling different parts of his body in different directions, it was slowly ripping him apart. He quickly tried to call upon his black fire, but nothing came. He growled and tried again, but nothing happened. Suddenly he realized the plants were sucking out his ki, and giving it to Crevan, making the demon regain any energy he had lost during his fight with Hiei. Crevan smirked and suddenly he flicked from sight, appearing in front of Hiei.
"Your very lucky Hiei... To have such speed... Well... Not any more I guess." Crevan smiled poking Hiei on the nose causing the fire demon to snarl in response.
"I guess I'm done with you... When I put you to sleep I'll have your power and your speed... Then once I kill off Kurama, I can kill the rest of you in your sleep. Don't worry, you won't feel a thing." Hiei tried to snap out a respond, but it came only as a strangled cry as the plants gave one final squeeze. Some where along the line Hiei could remember the rush of blood coming out of his mouth, and the salty copper taste that came with it. He had no time to really thing about it, as poison seeped from his bite wound, and the world went dark.
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It was snowing outside... It had been snowing for a long time now... Ever since... Since Amara died. I don't really remember what happened though. I remember playing with her and Kali before we grew tired and laid down. Then I awoke to a snarling face... and then pain and darkness. I remember waking to to mother crying. She was holding Amara. Father was standing over her shoulder, trying to comfort her I guess. He gave me a look, and seemed to think I had done this... or that some how it was my fault. My other sister, Kali... Mother was holding her too... But where as Kali's chest was moving... Amara's wasn't. Some where along the line I remember crying and screaming... I remember the snow... Falling from the sky. My father took me away as they left Amara's body in the woods. Father left some time after that and me and mother buried Amara... I think I was the one that grew the orange flower on her grave... but I don't remember. I don't remember how long... but for days mother slept.
I would sit on the other side of the den, with Kali in her fox form in my lap. Occasionally mother would wake up, hunt, eat, and go back to sleep, letting me have what was left. I don't remember if I ever tried to wake Kali up... but I remember one day she stopped moving. I told mother when she woke up, and she began crying again. She said something about Kali going to join Amara, but I didn't understand. We buried Kali next to my other sister Amara. I grew a gold flower, one that matched her fur... Or at least I think I grew that flower. I missed them... I missed the feel of Amara's soft orange fur, and I missed them pulling my tail when ever I wasn't looking... or when Kali had me braid her gold hair... or all the adventures Amara would make up, despite her shy nature, and the time they made fun of me when I got my tongue stuck to the icicle last winter. Mother is sleeping now... She always sleeps now. Her gold fur is matted, dirty, and dull, mine probably no better.
I wondered where father was... what he would say when he heard about Kali, how she had left his to go play with Amara. Why couldn't I go too? Was it something that I had to do? Mother would be upset if I left though. Wait... I can feel him... Father is home. Father had a guild of thieves... or something like that, thats what mother said. It was made up of only youko's and all males at that. They all saw my mother as a mother figure to them too, poking fun of my father at how hyper his mate was. I remember last winter when we had to move to another den area. Mother taught us to master turning into out fox forms on our own, and for a week we would run along in the snow, the entire guild in their fox forms, and we would sleep in caves, under trees. Me and my sisters would some times climb into trees and wiggle the branches to make snow fall on the others, only to be knocked down by snow balls. I miss the guild... I saw my father glance into the den, spotting me and nodding in greeting.
He smelt of the pack, so I knew he had been out stealing probably. Mother used to say that was how he let out his frustration... but she didn't seem to enjoy that idea very much, she always had said that anger makes you careless. I crawled over and placed my hands on mothers fur. I never realized how tiny my humanoid form was compared to her fox form before. My hands looked so tiny against her. I shook her slightly, tugging gently on her fur. Her golden eyes slowly opened, and she asked if I was hungry, I shook my head.
"Father is back." She seemed to perk up slightly. She licked my face, giving a yip, thanks was what she said. She turned into her humanoid form, and got out of the den. The entrance of the den was big enough that my parents could crawl in and out on their hands and knees... I could basically walk in and out with out bending over. I run out after her, and I saw them hug. My mother had started crying again, and said something about Kali. I didn't catch what she was saying... but I knew what she was telling him. My father stayed silent for a while, and I went back in the den, it was suddenly too cold to stand. I heard them talking for a while, my father comforting my mother, my mother asking what he had been doing for the past 2 weeks. I was resting with my knees pulled him, my forehead resting on them as I started to drift off to sleep. I heard a sharp call from my father though and jerked awake. He shouted for me to hurry up, and I figured he wanted me to come out, so I did.
I suddenly noticed how tense my father and mother looked. My mother grabbed my hand and pulled me over to her, both of them were staring off into the woods, their ears flicking back and forth. I stayed quiet... In fact... when had I ever spoken above a whisper since Amara died? If I had, I didn't remember... not that it really mattered any way. Suddenly in his hand my father held a whip. He made it out of a rose, I asked him once what it was and he said he called it the Rose Whip. My mother said I had my fathers talents in growing plants, though I wasn't able to use them yet, I had always been determined to learn how to make the rose whip. I felt my mother step back, still tense, my father at her side. My father and mother kept glancing at each other. I could remember a odd scent coming to my nose... It was the same as the scent that I had caught right before I was knocked out and Amara was killed... Soon I saw it, a large dog like beast, with a lightblue skinned demon sitting on its back.
The demon had silver hair, and large uneven fangs. Behind it I could see two others, though I smelled countless numbers. I didn't know it at the time, but they were worg riders, and they hunted youko's by nature. Sometimes they would even capture youko's and breed them. After a female and male pair had 3 sets of kits, they would be killed and skinned. My father nodded to my mother, and she picked my up and ran. I had heard my mother used to be a fighter, but for all the time I've known her, the only time she ever got angry was when some one threatened me, my sisters, or my father. Now though, she seemed more fearful, and sad then angry, I came to think later that she knew what was about to happen. I was able to see over her right shoulder, and I put my arms around her neck. I could see several shadows in the woods running along side us, but my eyes were locked on my father. He stood bravely before the pack of worgs, his face straight, though I think he also knew what was going to happen.
The second my mother started running he moved forward, but stopped. I blinked confused, when suddenly his eyes widened and his mouth opened. I gave a cry as blood gushed out of his mouth, and tiny little tentical's poked out of his skin. Three seconds later, my father was ripped appart, the tentical's growing to large for his body to harbor, basically ripping him apart. I held out of my hands over my mothers shoulders, and for the first time, I grew something other then a tiny flower seedling. Vines burst from the ground, wrapping around my father, before the worgs would some how piece him together and take what little good fur was left after they some how got him into his fox form. I burried my face in my mothers neck, not wanting to see the rest of worg pack growl adn anger and try to get through the poisonous vines. We must have been running for ten minute though the woods when mother stopped. Some where along the line she set me down.
I don't remember the worgs surrounding us, but they must have cause my mother began to glow a light golden color. I remember standing slightly behind and to the right of her right leg. I think I was clinging to her pants, though I'm not sure. And wait... I'm drawing a blank... No... My memories are skipping over that... For a second I felt something stirring... its gone now... Now I'm sitting in my mother lap... She is still and cold, dead... Its snowing now. It started snowing when she died a few hours ago. I need to bury her... I should bury her... But... I don't want to go back... Its been 4 years now since my sisters and father died... I'm 7 I think, I don't think me and my mother kept good track of my age, and she forgot hers. For 4 years she has been prosituting herself. I was never quiet sure what it meant, but I sure as hell knew now. Whipping the tears from my eyes I stood and placed my hand on her forehead. I let my silvery ki drain into her for a few seconds, and she went into her fox form.
I picked up her huge body, that was nearly as big as me. It took me ages to walk with her body, and after a moment I set her down, and using my ki, I was able to make her shift into a smaller fox form. Now she was the size of a large house cat. I darted out of the ally we lived in and bolted down the street as fast as I could. I knew people would gladly jump me to steal my mothers fur. I heard one of the males once that "paid her for services" say that she was one of only 2 living gold youko's... This, she was worth more money then I could count. I didn't want any one to skin her, and I would gladly starve, then sell my mothers fur. It took a lot of running, kicking, bitting, punching, and hiding to make it safly out of the city and into the woods. The city was right next to the woods where we used to live. I always wondered what had becume of my fathers guild... then I saw a guild that lived in the city with new coats made of youko fur, and I knew my answer.
It was a 3 day walk, but I got there, how ever torn up and bloody I was. I set her down, and spotted a pile of vines, the ones that held my father. I took several deep breaths and wandered over to them. I called them back, and they cut at me as they did so. Since my father died, I hadn't been able to control plants with out hurting myself. Carefully I picked up the bones of what used to be my father, and what little rotting flesh was left and set them down beside my mother. I dug two graves to the right of Kali's, and buried them. For my mother I grew gold lily's, which ripped up my leg, and roses for my father, which shredded my arm. I had them burried in order of age. My father first, then to his left my mother, then Kali, and Amara. Though we were all from the same litter, Iw as born first, then Kali, and Amara. It seemed fitting any way... My father was the leader of the family, and then my mother, Being hte biggest of hte 3, Kali was the leader when my parents weren't around. I was in the middle.
Amara had been the runt of the litter, and it fit her timid personality. I stepped over to a large tree hanging over the den that had been abandoned for 4 years, and I ripped off a piece of bark slightly larger then my head. I grabbed a pointed stone, and sat down infront of the graves. I sat there carving for the day. When I was done I had my parents standing, each with a arm over the other's shoulder. Infront of them stood Amara and Kali, the two seemingly rough housing. I was off to the side. The 4 of them had stars about them, signalling their death, where as I was carved deeper into the wood, with no twinkles about me, signalling my life. I felt tears trickle down my cheeks, dropping onto the picture. I sighed and set the piture down against a tree that sat behidn the graves, hanging over them providing shade. I sat there for another day or two, eating berries off a near by bush that me, Kali, and Amara would raid every now and agian if mom and dad were out hunting, and we were to hungry to wait.
I fell asleep some where along the line and had a dream. I was standing in the area with the den, the graves about 15 feet from the entrance. I saw my mother, her firey spirit in its fox form. She gave the grin of a true vixen and yipped, calling me over. I felt myself smile and I ran forward to hug her, but I only got empty air... she was gone. I felt my eyes burn for a second, but I rubbed them harshly, stopping any tears that might come. I ran along through the woods, searching for a howl that rose up in the air. I came upon a clearing, my father standing there in his humanoid form. He gave a playful smirk, flicking his tail in invitation, twirling a rose between his fingers. I ran forward, calling for him, but before I reached him, he nodded, smiled, and disappeared. At my feet rested a red rose. Sadly I picked it up, quickly distracted by a yip. I whirled around, spottin gmy sisters, rolling around nipping at each other, barking at me, telling me to join them.
Kali was in her fox form, and Amara in her humanoid form. Kali was sitting on Amara's head, trying to pull off her ears. I gave a laugh, turning into my fox form and pounced, only to land harshly on teh ground, scraping my nose. Giving a whimper I sat up, now in my humanoid form agian, holding only a red rose in my hand, sitting alone in what used to be my home. Before I could let out a cry of dispair my mother appeared, striding forward in her humanoid form. She was as pretty as I remembered. Six golden fox tails swished behind her, gold ears perked up on her forehead. Her golden hair went down slightly past her waist, and had glimmering golden eyes. Her skin was a pale color, and looked soft and velvety. She wore a sky blue tunic top, and black pants. Her sash was silver. She reached down, and picked me up, holding me as I was finally able to grasp something real other then the rose in this relm. After a moment she sat down, and I felt a warmth flow over me. I looked, but couldn't see what was happening.
Suddenly she disappeared, leaving me sitting on the forest floor, surrounded by a golden light. After a moment it seemed to concentrait around my left arm, but I couldn't see what it was. I looked around, my eye stinging again as I saw she was gone, and I was alone again. I let out a whail as I slowly plummeted into darkness.
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(Kali: Ugh... sorry... This and lost of the Hiei fight was done like a freaking week after most of this was written cause I've been so sick. X.x
Kurama: *Growls* You got me sick too...
Kali: ^^ remember the old saying! Misery loves company!
Kurama: *Shoves Kali out the nearest window*)
Kurama gave a yelpa nd bolted upward. His eyes were wide and fearful. They stung lightly with tears which he forced back. He hunched forward shivering slightly. What happened? He frowned remembering. Crevan was bringing back memories of his... Ones he had been so eager to forget. He frowned, the memories of his mother, father, and sisters still to fresh in his mind for comfort. He was quick to his feet when he heard a dark laugh. He had forgotten about Crevan for a moment, to preoccupied with trying to forget about his dreams. He got his wish to forget them though when he saw what was before him. Yuusuke and Kuwabara, both burn and bloody before him, but what angered him most of all, was the battered seemingly dead Hiei infront of him. Kurama's fingers slowly curled in making fists, his lists curling back in a snarle of rage. How DARE Crevan touch his mate!
"Awww... is the kitsune upset about his family and friends. Those were interesting memories I must admit. I've never seen a prositute so well paid." Kurama twitched holding himself from lunging forward and strangling Crevan that instant. His demon mother had been a prositute not because she wanted to be, but because that was the only way she could get money. All the good jobs either had been taken, or refused her because her obligation would be her child, and being the second to last gold youko left, she could cause problems for her employer. Crevan though saw how to bothered Kurama and chuckled. He was slightly nervous though. He had seen the youko's memories and one in particular bothered him, the one he had cut out.
*Flashback*
We must have been running for ten minute though the woods when mother stopped. Some where along the line she set me down. I don't remember the worgs surrounding us, but they must have cause my mother began to glow a light golden color. I remember standing slightly behind and to the right of her right leg. I think I was clinging to her pants, though I'm not sure. And wait... I'm drawing a blank... No... My memories are skipping over that... For a second I felt something stirring... its gone now.
*End Flashback*
He had cut that memory out for a reason. His mother had a special power... a rare ability that few demons could use and master, and Kurama, being her child, could possibly have it. Crevan was worried if he had allowed Kurama to see that, then it would awaken the power in the youko, and Crevan would basically be as good as dead. He was shocked out of his thoughts as he felt a fist slam into his face. he fell backwas, landing roughly on his back. He tried to stand, but a heavy weight quickly settled on him. He tried to speak but two hands had closed around his throat. He paled slightly, looking up to see two furious golden eyes above him. Before Kurama could rip out his throat the world went black, only himself to break the darkness. He cursed, Crevan was just buying time to get out from under him and prepare himself. Sure enough, when the world came back to him, Crevan was 40 feet away, and quiet pissed looking. Kruama allowed himself a dark smirk as Crevan summoned black fire around him.
This would be a interesting fight indeed.
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Kali: Ugh... sorry if that sucked, I decided right after I finished Kurama's dream, to go back and redo the Hiei fight for the most part... It felt to short, and it seemed to make Hiei appear to weak... sorry if he STILL appears like that, but I'm not the best fight writter.
Kurama: *Reads his past* O.O
Hiei: *IS reading over Kurama's shoulder* ... *Glares at Kali*
Kurama: *Teary eyed*
Hiei: *Twitch* Don't. Make. Kurama. Cry. *Snarles*
Kali: O.O Don't hurt the sick people! *Screams and runs*
Hiei: *Draws Katana and follows*
Nuria: XD KILL! KILLLLLLL!
Kurama: ^^; R&R
Kurama: Who's up next?
Kali: Herm... I dun know... I'm think of Hiei and then Kurama... or Kuwa and then Kurama... all I know is you, Kurama, will be the final fighter... I don't think I want to have both Hiei and Kuwa fight... but then again Kuwa's will probably be real short, ^^;, so I guess I can do both
Kuwa: HEY!
Kali: Oo its true! Not my fault your a simple human now is it? All ye have is a sword... Hiei had fire, a sword, and a dragon, XD plus he is Mr. Speedy! Kurama in human form has plants, pretty good speed, and ish all flexible, and ish uber smart. Youko ish also Mr. Speedy, has plants, and ish flexible and smart ^^;
Kuwa: *Sulks*
Kali: ^^; eh, any way, on with the show. I'm taking Amy's idea and doing a new paragraph every time they talk. ^^; not to make it look longer, but to make it easier to read. I CARE ABOUT YOU GUYS! *Flails* ^^ My devoted little readers! OH! AND UPDATE! I'm working on the sequel to Wilted Rose, I heard a good song that fits ^^
Disclaimer: Dun own YYH, own the original characters, and the ideas for Kurama's childhood. And lastly... I OWN THE ELEMENT WHITE FIRE! The ideas I made up for it are MINE. If I see any one with it, I will maul them and report them... I'm VERY proud and protective of that idea that I made up in a RP where I played youko.
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Crevan made his way back to the clearing, and yelped to find Youko helping Shori up, and Kuwabara and Hiei both growling with similar looks that spoke of a slow death and pain. Quickly the heads of the 3 fighters jerked in his direction at the sound of his yelp. Kurabara began ranting, Hiei snarled and grabbed the hilt of his sword, and Crevan could see Kurama's eyes glitter, and his ears press back. Shori quickly scrambled to her feet and though she was still a little mad at Kurama, and scared of him, she stood behind him back about 3 feet to keep from Crevan. Before Hiei and Kurama would leap though, the two demons and Shori began to grow weary again. A silver aura sprung up around Crevan, and their bite wounds began to ooze with poison again, and quickly the tree fell down, asleep again, leaving Kuwabara alone to fight. Kuwabara gave a yelp nudging Hiei's body with his foot, and soon shaking his shoulders.
"Hey! Wake up shorty!" Crevan chuckled and shook his head at the humans failed attempts, the ningen was now to fight him alone. With Kuwabara having the weakest spirit energy of the three, Crevan felt very confident about this fight. Kuwabara was also the slowest, meaning that he could easily match the ningen's speed and surpass it, and if he was lucky he wouldn't need his illusions, allowing him to save spirit energy for funner things.
"Foolish ningen... Your the weakest of them all, and if Yuusuke couldn't beat me, you won't." Kuwabara blinked, unsure of what Crevan meant. Suddenly Kuwabara realized that when he woke up, Yuusuke wasn't any where around. He gave a soft growl, clenching his hand into a fist.
"Where is Urameshi!?"
"There." With that Crevan pointed to his left, and a area shimmered for a moment, before Yuusuke appeared, Crevan had been hiding his body with an illusion. Kuwabara blanched slightly. Yuusuke's body was really torn up, and bleeding in several spot. What angered him was the sadistic grin Crevan was giving Yuusuke's body.
"Cute thing is, he did this with his own attack."
"NANI!?" Kuwabara nearly blanched again. How had that happened? In a moment of blazing glory, Kuwabara actually remembered all the details of their first fight with Crevan. One specific one of Yuusuke's spirit gun being reflected back popped into his head. Kuwabara frowned, so that was how Crevan did it, he turned Yuusuke's attack on him. Kuwabara grinned, he was good then, his attack couldn't be reflected, and Crevan was slow... or so the others said. Kuwabara yelped as a piece of grass trailed up his leg and slowly began to wrap around it. Kuwabara glared at Kurama, who seemed to be passed out.
"Thats not funny Kurama! Call your plants off and stop acting!" He blinked as nothing happened.
"Eh... Kurama?" Crevan's laughing though stopped him, making him look up and glare.
"Whats your problem damn it?"
Crevan flicked his wrist and the plant was called off, and Crevan was surrounded by black fire. Kuwabara yelped leaping back. He then stopped and stared in awe at Crevan for a moment.
"You have Hiei and Kurama's elements!? I though Koenma said you were only illusionary." Crevan glared for a moment, the baka was really stupid wasn't he? Crevan though shrugged, he would take pride in showing off and explaining it to the idiot ningen.
"No baka. When I place some one in a dream like state, I can use their abilities. And since I have Kurama and Hiei in a coma, I can steal their powers and use them for myself." Kuwabra paled, this wasn't good... He had heard the way the guy in the Dark Tournament was screaming for youko to spare him, and Youko had just showed him the plant, he hadn't even used it. The way Kurama had explained how the plant worked gave him the shivers. He REALLY didn't want to be slowly dissolved my acid... He had no more time to continue the thought though as a ball of black flame shot at his head. He yelped and dove aside, his sleeve catching on fire. He quickly beat at it, trying to put out the flames, but it wasn't of much use. By using his ki, Crevan would keep the flames alive. Kuwabara screamed in agony as slowly his arm began to burn up, the flames spreading to his chest. It seemed like forever before the flames finally went out.
"Now now Kuwabara... This isn't over yet." Kuwabara gritted his teeth, getting to his feet. His left arm and most of his chest were scorched, black and red with blood and burnt skin. That side of his body was numb now, and his shirt was in tatters. Crevan smiled slightly.
"For as weak and stupid as you are, you are very brave I must admit... I guess something as lacking as you are needs SOMETHING good about them." Kuwabara growled clenching his jaw, that bastard was asking for it. Using his right arm he summoned his spirit sword and lunged at Crevan, but he was slow, tired and full of pain. He swiped at the demon, missing, and stumbling. Crevan danced to the side, watching as Kuwabara fell forward. He smiled and held out his hand, Kuwabara yelped in pain as the grass grew and wrapped itself around him, constricting him and holding him up in the air now. Kuwabara could feel his bones straining, and after a few seconds he felt one crunch. He cried out in pain, causing Crevan to smirk slightly, this indeed was enjoyable, he could see why the youko was so proud of his plant abilities. Crevan was tempted to keep the youko asleep forever to be able to use his plant abilities, same for the fire demon. He raised Kuwabara up to the top of the trees, before dropping him.
Kuwabara tried his hardest to catch himself, but it was of no use. The poor teenager fell, hitting a few branches as he went, hearing his leg break. His wrist was quick to follow though when he landed on it. Once more he let out a shout of pain, now both arms were useless. Crevan pouted slightly. He shouldn't have done so much damage with the fire because now Kuwabara was almost finished off, and he had barely begun to fight. He shrugged though, there were still two fighters left. He held out his hand, the silver aura coming back. Poison oozed from Kuwabara's bite, and he fell forward, unconscious. He had decided to put the ningen asleep, wanting to use his powers for the next fighter. Though the sword wasn't very elaborate, it was better to have that AND the plants, then just the plants, in case. He tested his energy, and found plenty left. The fight between him and Yuusuke had been far longer and demanding then the one with him and Kuwabara, being he had to use his illusions.
Deciding to save energy, he rolled Kuwabara to the side by kicking him away a few times, he would need plenty of room to fight the fire demon, which he had planned to wake next. He would save the youko for last. Kurama was the most canny of the 4. The others were easy to enrage and get them to attack him, but the youko was more subtle and thoughtful of his moves, though if Crevan used his human mother against him, it would be easy, no doubt though that Kurama would want to grow plants immediately to protect his mother. Crevan stretched a little, wanting to be limber for the next fight. He knew that Hiei was far faster them him, but he still wanted to be ready to move so if Hiei did find the right Crevan, if he dodged fast enough, the damage would be minimized. Gathering his ki, he pulled his spell off Hiei, putting the poison into slumber, allowing the demon to awake. Crevan grinned, this would be a fun fight, he could easily use the youko against the fire demon.
Hiei groaned, rubbing his head as he stood. He was quick to his feet though when he remembered Crevan was here. As he looked around, he was greeted to the site of 20 Crevans, and two very bloody crispy comm rads. Kurama and Shori were both asleep, seemingly fine. Hiei felt relieve at that, but didn't show any signs of it. He growled slightly, this was growing annoying. Crevan was taking them out one at a time, and by the fact that several Crevan's were playing with plants, and what looked like Kuwabara's sword, he was using them against each other, or at least their abilities. Finally all of the Crevan's turned facing him, smiling.
"Good morning Firefly." Hiei twitch slightly. That was Kurama's pet name for him, and as far as he was concerned, ONLY Kurama could call him that. Several of the Crevan's smirked as they got the desired effect, this might be slightly easier then he though. Hiei jumped as he felt vines run along his shoulders, as if trying to give him a comforting hug. He growled, pulling out his katana, and quickly cutting down the vines. The Crevan's chuckled and sent more vines to replace those Hiei had cut down. Hiei snarled, the fire demon was quickly getting tired of this game. Hiei darked forward as a black blur, pulling out his katana, slashing at any Crevan in his way. It was hard though with each of them wielding a sword, and plants trying to wrap him up or eat him. Hiei was quickly tearing through the hollusinations though, there was only 5 or so left, but before he could move to attack again, he paused slightly, distracted by a cry coming from Kurama, which slowly died off into a whimper.
Crevan couldn't help but smirk, it was obvious how distracting the kitsune was to the fire demon, and it was amusing to watch as Hiei would glance in Kurama's direction time and time again. It was almost as if he were checking to make sure that none of the hallucinations would harm the fox. Hiei growled turning around ready to slash down the Crevan before him when the world jerked and spun about him, causing him to stumble. He frowned as he faced 20 Crevans again. Resisting the urge to clench his jaw, he glared and moved forward again. He began slashing left and right, only a black blur to the eyes of Crevan. The demon gave a shriek as Hiei landed a blow on the real one. He lunged forward, suprising Hiei, who thought it was jsut a hallucination. Crevan lashed out, catching Hiei's face, narrowly missing the fire demons jagan. Hiei gave growl and leapt back holding his forehead, and giving a sigh of relief as he found his jagan was fine. He didn't have much time to relax as the world hitched under his feet.
He fell forward, landing on his hands and knees. He growled to find himself now surrounded by 40 Crevan's. He clenched his fists, ignoring the cries of Kurama, occasinally accompanied by shouts or cries of Shori or Kuwabara. All 40 Crevan's stood there, identical supierior smirks upon there face. Hiei was growing furious. He hated being toyed with like this, and having his partner's used against him, especiall Kurama. He lunged forward, mvoing as a black blur taking down Crevan's left and right. The real Crevan paled slightly. Was it him, or was Hiei getting faster and faster? Last time Hiei had done this, Crevan could still faintly see him, now though, he couldn't see Hiei at all. He gave a shrill yelp as once more Hiei's blade dug into him. he snarled and lashed at Hiei's chest with the rose whip he held. Hiei danced to the side, but he did recieve a shall cut in side. Crevan growled, and used his illusion talents to disappear from Hiei's sight.
He was thankful that the youko had some healing talent and patched up the wound on his chest. It was crude, but it would work. He frowned and studied the confused jaganshi, who was growing quiet pissed. He would have to end this soon if he still had hopes of winning this. He gave a wave of his hand, and once more Hiei could see he was in the clearing again, though all the Crevan's were back. The demon was growing pissed, every time he hit Crevan, the demon would just use some illusion to hide again. Crevan smirked, he would have to put on the front that Hiei was winning for a while if he was going to catch the demon off gaurd. He gave another wave of his hand and all the illusions disappeared, or so Hiei thought. It took a lot of energy, but Crevan made a single illusion that wouldn't disappear when Hiei hit it, and it would appear like it was bleeding, and smell like it too. Crevan used his talents to hide himself aswell. He stood in smug silence as he watched the demon frown slightly, and use his jagan.
To his suprise, Hiei found that the only Crevan left was the real one. He was hesitant though. He wasn't sure what crevan was up to, and he didn't want to fall into some trap.
"Fists of the Mortal Flame!" With that Hiei leapt foward upon Crevan. The "real" Crevan gave a cry, as Hiei punched him, burning him. He growled and grew what Hiei remembered Kurama calling the Death Tree. He heard soft hisses as the acid from the mouths hit the forest floor. Darted back and forth making his way around the mouths, landing heavy blows on the branches. The tree have a shriek of pain as it lit up in black and purple flames, streaked with orange. The Crevan frowned and spat a curse as the tree burnt to ashes, and before he could react, Hiei had a blade through his belly. His eyes widened and he opened his mouth, blood spurting out, and he fell lifeless to the floor. Hiei gave a slight smirk of triumph as he ripped the blade roughly out of the now dead Crevan, and placed it back in its seath. Hiei didn't relize though, that that had only been a illusion. The real Crevan smirked, and prepared himself for the final blow.
Hiei frowned slightly as Kurama began screaming something about some one not being allowed to leave him, and breaking promises. If Crevan was dead, were they supposed to wake up now? He paused slightly, just enough enough for a thorned vine to wrap itself about him, clenching down on his body. Hiei bit his lip, and struggled, trying to use his arms to pry the plant off his body, but the thorns dug into his skin and seemed to latch on. Hiei blinked in suprise as Crevan now stood before him. The demon chuckled, and the one Hiei had slaughtered, shimmered, and disappeared. Hiei's opened his mouth to let out a sound of suprise, but only a spurt of blood came out.
"Tsk Tsk Hiei... You really need to learn to pay attention don't you?" Crevan smirked, his tone mocking. Hiei hissed, holding back a cry as he felt several of his ribs crunch under the pressure. He could feel a warm sticky fluid, most likely his blood, trickling down his arms and seeping in between the plants as more thorns stabbed into him one after another. He gave a strangled cry though as the thorns began to grow, stabbing further into him, and the vine seemed to shifted, pulling different parts of his body in different directions, it was slowly ripping him apart. He quickly tried to call upon his black fire, but nothing came. He growled and tried again, but nothing happened. Suddenly he realized the plants were sucking out his ki, and giving it to Crevan, making the demon regain any energy he had lost during his fight with Hiei. Crevan smirked and suddenly he flicked from sight, appearing in front of Hiei.
"Your very lucky Hiei... To have such speed... Well... Not any more I guess." Crevan smiled poking Hiei on the nose causing the fire demon to snarl in response.
"I guess I'm done with you... When I put you to sleep I'll have your power and your speed... Then once I kill off Kurama, I can kill the rest of you in your sleep. Don't worry, you won't feel a thing." Hiei tried to snap out a respond, but it came only as a strangled cry as the plants gave one final squeeze. Some where along the line Hiei could remember the rush of blood coming out of his mouth, and the salty copper taste that came with it. He had no time to really thing about it, as poison seeped from his bite wound, and the world went dark.
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It was snowing outside... It had been snowing for a long time now... Ever since... Since Amara died. I don't really remember what happened though. I remember playing with her and Kali before we grew tired and laid down. Then I awoke to a snarling face... and then pain and darkness. I remember waking to to mother crying. She was holding Amara. Father was standing over her shoulder, trying to comfort her I guess. He gave me a look, and seemed to think I had done this... or that some how it was my fault. My other sister, Kali... Mother was holding her too... But where as Kali's chest was moving... Amara's wasn't. Some where along the line I remember crying and screaming... I remember the snow... Falling from the sky. My father took me away as they left Amara's body in the woods. Father left some time after that and me and mother buried Amara... I think I was the one that grew the orange flower on her grave... but I don't remember. I don't remember how long... but for days mother slept.
I would sit on the other side of the den, with Kali in her fox form in my lap. Occasionally mother would wake up, hunt, eat, and go back to sleep, letting me have what was left. I don't remember if I ever tried to wake Kali up... but I remember one day she stopped moving. I told mother when she woke up, and she began crying again. She said something about Kali going to join Amara, but I didn't understand. We buried Kali next to my other sister Amara. I grew a gold flower, one that matched her fur... Or at least I think I grew that flower. I missed them... I missed the feel of Amara's soft orange fur, and I missed them pulling my tail when ever I wasn't looking... or when Kali had me braid her gold hair... or all the adventures Amara would make up, despite her shy nature, and the time they made fun of me when I got my tongue stuck to the icicle last winter. Mother is sleeping now... She always sleeps now. Her gold fur is matted, dirty, and dull, mine probably no better.
I wondered where father was... what he would say when he heard about Kali, how she had left his to go play with Amara. Why couldn't I go too? Was it something that I had to do? Mother would be upset if I left though. Wait... I can feel him... Father is home. Father had a guild of thieves... or something like that, thats what mother said. It was made up of only youko's and all males at that. They all saw my mother as a mother figure to them too, poking fun of my father at how hyper his mate was. I remember last winter when we had to move to another den area. Mother taught us to master turning into out fox forms on our own, and for a week we would run along in the snow, the entire guild in their fox forms, and we would sleep in caves, under trees. Me and my sisters would some times climb into trees and wiggle the branches to make snow fall on the others, only to be knocked down by snow balls. I miss the guild... I saw my father glance into the den, spotting me and nodding in greeting.
He smelt of the pack, so I knew he had been out stealing probably. Mother used to say that was how he let out his frustration... but she didn't seem to enjoy that idea very much, she always had said that anger makes you careless. I crawled over and placed my hands on mothers fur. I never realized how tiny my humanoid form was compared to her fox form before. My hands looked so tiny against her. I shook her slightly, tugging gently on her fur. Her golden eyes slowly opened, and she asked if I was hungry, I shook my head.
"Father is back." She seemed to perk up slightly. She licked my face, giving a yip, thanks was what she said. She turned into her humanoid form, and got out of the den. The entrance of the den was big enough that my parents could crawl in and out on their hands and knees... I could basically walk in and out with out bending over. I run out after her, and I saw them hug. My mother had started crying again, and said something about Kali. I didn't catch what she was saying... but I knew what she was telling him. My father stayed silent for a while, and I went back in the den, it was suddenly too cold to stand. I heard them talking for a while, my father comforting my mother, my mother asking what he had been doing for the past 2 weeks. I was resting with my knees pulled him, my forehead resting on them as I started to drift off to sleep. I heard a sharp call from my father though and jerked awake. He shouted for me to hurry up, and I figured he wanted me to come out, so I did.
I suddenly noticed how tense my father and mother looked. My mother grabbed my hand and pulled me over to her, both of them were staring off into the woods, their ears flicking back and forth. I stayed quiet... In fact... when had I ever spoken above a whisper since Amara died? If I had, I didn't remember... not that it really mattered any way. Suddenly in his hand my father held a whip. He made it out of a rose, I asked him once what it was and he said he called it the Rose Whip. My mother said I had my fathers talents in growing plants, though I wasn't able to use them yet, I had always been determined to learn how to make the rose whip. I felt my mother step back, still tense, my father at her side. My father and mother kept glancing at each other. I could remember a odd scent coming to my nose... It was the same as the scent that I had caught right before I was knocked out and Amara was killed... Soon I saw it, a large dog like beast, with a lightblue skinned demon sitting on its back.
The demon had silver hair, and large uneven fangs. Behind it I could see two others, though I smelled countless numbers. I didn't know it at the time, but they were worg riders, and they hunted youko's by nature. Sometimes they would even capture youko's and breed them. After a female and male pair had 3 sets of kits, they would be killed and skinned. My father nodded to my mother, and she picked my up and ran. I had heard my mother used to be a fighter, but for all the time I've known her, the only time she ever got angry was when some one threatened me, my sisters, or my father. Now though, she seemed more fearful, and sad then angry, I came to think later that she knew what was about to happen. I was able to see over her right shoulder, and I put my arms around her neck. I could see several shadows in the woods running along side us, but my eyes were locked on my father. He stood bravely before the pack of worgs, his face straight, though I think he also knew what was going to happen.
The second my mother started running he moved forward, but stopped. I blinked confused, when suddenly his eyes widened and his mouth opened. I gave a cry as blood gushed out of his mouth, and tiny little tentical's poked out of his skin. Three seconds later, my father was ripped appart, the tentical's growing to large for his body to harbor, basically ripping him apart. I held out of my hands over my mothers shoulders, and for the first time, I grew something other then a tiny flower seedling. Vines burst from the ground, wrapping around my father, before the worgs would some how piece him together and take what little good fur was left after they some how got him into his fox form. I burried my face in my mothers neck, not wanting to see the rest of worg pack growl adn anger and try to get through the poisonous vines. We must have been running for ten minute though the woods when mother stopped. Some where along the line she set me down.
I don't remember the worgs surrounding us, but they must have cause my mother began to glow a light golden color. I remember standing slightly behind and to the right of her right leg. I think I was clinging to her pants, though I'm not sure. And wait... I'm drawing a blank... No... My memories are skipping over that... For a second I felt something stirring... its gone now... Now I'm sitting in my mother lap... She is still and cold, dead... Its snowing now. It started snowing when she died a few hours ago. I need to bury her... I should bury her... But... I don't want to go back... Its been 4 years now since my sisters and father died... I'm 7 I think, I don't think me and my mother kept good track of my age, and she forgot hers. For 4 years she has been prosituting herself. I was never quiet sure what it meant, but I sure as hell knew now. Whipping the tears from my eyes I stood and placed my hand on her forehead. I let my silvery ki drain into her for a few seconds, and she went into her fox form.
I picked up her huge body, that was nearly as big as me. It took me ages to walk with her body, and after a moment I set her down, and using my ki, I was able to make her shift into a smaller fox form. Now she was the size of a large house cat. I darted out of the ally we lived in and bolted down the street as fast as I could. I knew people would gladly jump me to steal my mothers fur. I heard one of the males once that "paid her for services" say that she was one of only 2 living gold youko's... This, she was worth more money then I could count. I didn't want any one to skin her, and I would gladly starve, then sell my mothers fur. It took a lot of running, kicking, bitting, punching, and hiding to make it safly out of the city and into the woods. The city was right next to the woods where we used to live. I always wondered what had becume of my fathers guild... then I saw a guild that lived in the city with new coats made of youko fur, and I knew my answer.
It was a 3 day walk, but I got there, how ever torn up and bloody I was. I set her down, and spotted a pile of vines, the ones that held my father. I took several deep breaths and wandered over to them. I called them back, and they cut at me as they did so. Since my father died, I hadn't been able to control plants with out hurting myself. Carefully I picked up the bones of what used to be my father, and what little rotting flesh was left and set them down beside my mother. I dug two graves to the right of Kali's, and buried them. For my mother I grew gold lily's, which ripped up my leg, and roses for my father, which shredded my arm. I had them burried in order of age. My father first, then to his left my mother, then Kali, and Amara. Though we were all from the same litter, Iw as born first, then Kali, and Amara. It seemed fitting any way... My father was the leader of the family, and then my mother, Being hte biggest of hte 3, Kali was the leader when my parents weren't around. I was in the middle.
Amara had been the runt of the litter, and it fit her timid personality. I stepped over to a large tree hanging over the den that had been abandoned for 4 years, and I ripped off a piece of bark slightly larger then my head. I grabbed a pointed stone, and sat down infront of the graves. I sat there carving for the day. When I was done I had my parents standing, each with a arm over the other's shoulder. Infront of them stood Amara and Kali, the two seemingly rough housing. I was off to the side. The 4 of them had stars about them, signalling their death, where as I was carved deeper into the wood, with no twinkles about me, signalling my life. I felt tears trickle down my cheeks, dropping onto the picture. I sighed and set the piture down against a tree that sat behidn the graves, hanging over them providing shade. I sat there for another day or two, eating berries off a near by bush that me, Kali, and Amara would raid every now and agian if mom and dad were out hunting, and we were to hungry to wait.
I fell asleep some where along the line and had a dream. I was standing in the area with the den, the graves about 15 feet from the entrance. I saw my mother, her firey spirit in its fox form. She gave the grin of a true vixen and yipped, calling me over. I felt myself smile and I ran forward to hug her, but I only got empty air... she was gone. I felt my eyes burn for a second, but I rubbed them harshly, stopping any tears that might come. I ran along through the woods, searching for a howl that rose up in the air. I came upon a clearing, my father standing there in his humanoid form. He gave a playful smirk, flicking his tail in invitation, twirling a rose between his fingers. I ran forward, calling for him, but before I reached him, he nodded, smiled, and disappeared. At my feet rested a red rose. Sadly I picked it up, quickly distracted by a yip. I whirled around, spottin gmy sisters, rolling around nipping at each other, barking at me, telling me to join them.
Kali was in her fox form, and Amara in her humanoid form. Kali was sitting on Amara's head, trying to pull off her ears. I gave a laugh, turning into my fox form and pounced, only to land harshly on teh ground, scraping my nose. Giving a whimper I sat up, now in my humanoid form agian, holding only a red rose in my hand, sitting alone in what used to be my home. Before I could let out a cry of dispair my mother appeared, striding forward in her humanoid form. She was as pretty as I remembered. Six golden fox tails swished behind her, gold ears perked up on her forehead. Her golden hair went down slightly past her waist, and had glimmering golden eyes. Her skin was a pale color, and looked soft and velvety. She wore a sky blue tunic top, and black pants. Her sash was silver. She reached down, and picked me up, holding me as I was finally able to grasp something real other then the rose in this relm. After a moment she sat down, and I felt a warmth flow over me. I looked, but couldn't see what was happening.
Suddenly she disappeared, leaving me sitting on the forest floor, surrounded by a golden light. After a moment it seemed to concentrait around my left arm, but I couldn't see what it was. I looked around, my eye stinging again as I saw she was gone, and I was alone again. I let out a whail as I slowly plummeted into darkness.
.:*:.
(Kali: Ugh... sorry... This and lost of the Hiei fight was done like a freaking week after most of this was written cause I've been so sick. X.x
Kurama: *Growls* You got me sick too...
Kali: ^^ remember the old saying! Misery loves company!
Kurama: *Shoves Kali out the nearest window*)
Kurama gave a yelpa nd bolted upward. His eyes were wide and fearful. They stung lightly with tears which he forced back. He hunched forward shivering slightly. What happened? He frowned remembering. Crevan was bringing back memories of his... Ones he had been so eager to forget. He frowned, the memories of his mother, father, and sisters still to fresh in his mind for comfort. He was quick to his feet when he heard a dark laugh. He had forgotten about Crevan for a moment, to preoccupied with trying to forget about his dreams. He got his wish to forget them though when he saw what was before him. Yuusuke and Kuwabara, both burn and bloody before him, but what angered him most of all, was the battered seemingly dead Hiei infront of him. Kurama's fingers slowly curled in making fists, his lists curling back in a snarle of rage. How DARE Crevan touch his mate!
"Awww... is the kitsune upset about his family and friends. Those were interesting memories I must admit. I've never seen a prositute so well paid." Kurama twitched holding himself from lunging forward and strangling Crevan that instant. His demon mother had been a prositute not because she wanted to be, but because that was the only way she could get money. All the good jobs either had been taken, or refused her because her obligation would be her child, and being the second to last gold youko left, she could cause problems for her employer. Crevan though saw how to bothered Kurama and chuckled. He was slightly nervous though. He had seen the youko's memories and one in particular bothered him, the one he had cut out.
*Flashback*
We must have been running for ten minute though the woods when mother stopped. Some where along the line she set me down. I don't remember the worgs surrounding us, but they must have cause my mother began to glow a light golden color. I remember standing slightly behind and to the right of her right leg. I think I was clinging to her pants, though I'm not sure. And wait... I'm drawing a blank... No... My memories are skipping over that... For a second I felt something stirring... its gone now.
*End Flashback*
He had cut that memory out for a reason. His mother had a special power... a rare ability that few demons could use and master, and Kurama, being her child, could possibly have it. Crevan was worried if he had allowed Kurama to see that, then it would awaken the power in the youko, and Crevan would basically be as good as dead. He was shocked out of his thoughts as he felt a fist slam into his face. he fell backwas, landing roughly on his back. He tried to stand, but a heavy weight quickly settled on him. He tried to speak but two hands had closed around his throat. He paled slightly, looking up to see two furious golden eyes above him. Before Kurama could rip out his throat the world went black, only himself to break the darkness. He cursed, Crevan was just buying time to get out from under him and prepare himself. Sure enough, when the world came back to him, Crevan was 40 feet away, and quiet pissed looking. Kruama allowed himself a dark smirk as Crevan summoned black fire around him.
This would be a interesting fight indeed.
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Kali: Ugh... sorry if that sucked, I decided right after I finished Kurama's dream, to go back and redo the Hiei fight for the most part... It felt to short, and it seemed to make Hiei appear to weak... sorry if he STILL appears like that, but I'm not the best fight writter.
Kurama: *Reads his past* O.O
Hiei: *IS reading over Kurama's shoulder* ... *Glares at Kali*
Kurama: *Teary eyed*
Hiei: *Twitch* Don't. Make. Kurama. Cry. *Snarles*
Kali: O.O Don't hurt the sick people! *Screams and runs*
Hiei: *Draws Katana and follows*
Nuria: XD KILL! KILLLLLLL!
Kurama: ^^; R&R