Katrina, Kuwabara, and the rest of the guys head up the long stone
staircase to the temple. The woods, which were forbidden for all to enter,
surrounded the area around them, but the long temple at the top is old and
beginning to wear from lack of renovations over the years. Katrina slides
one of the panels open, and walks inside.
"You guys just wait out here okay? I'll be back in a sec," Katrina tells all the boys as she makes her way into the temple, the rest staying outside. She takes off her shoes and walks down the long wooden hall, reaching a door to the end, and opens the panel to her room. She walks inside, jumping over her futon, which she forgot to fold away, and goes over to a dresser, where she pulls the small drawer on a little box on the top. The box itself is square, the symbol of 'repel' carved onto the wooden top and painted in a light blue. She draws some yen from the box, and sees the necklace she received from her mystery savior at the bottom, buried under the yen and other little trinkets. Katrina pulls it from wooden box, closing the drawer to it and she looks upon the blue jewel at the bottom and the little demon wings that are carved on the outsides of it to look like the jewel itself had wings.
"So you want to find out about the rest of your forgotten memories young Katrina...?" A voice from behind speaks to her, and she spins around, surprised by the entrance of this intruder, no, two. There are two there. One man stands tall with bulking muscles, his black hair standing tall, and his pointed sunglasses gleaming from the light from the window. The other sits upon his shoulder, much smaller than the taller man, having stringy bluish gray hair, and a frail skinny body.
"Who are you and how did you get in here?!" Katrina screams at the two men that stand before her, showing no fear of their intrusion.
"Who we are is of no importance Katrina..." the tall man speaks to her again, his deep tone thundering in the room, and she takes a step back.
"Well I should know what your names are... if you continue to provoke me I will kill you both, and if I do not know what your names are then what can I put upon your graves?" Katrina smirks a bit as she talks, mostly keeping her eyes on the taller man.
"She's just as cocky as her mother, isn't she little brother?" the smaller man tells his brother, his own psychotic smirk forming upon his face.
Katrina takes another step back, now seeming completely surprised and her own fear rising inside, she screams at them once again, "How do you know my mother!?!?!"
"That is for us to know... but wouldn't you like to remember all those memories that you've seem to forgotten?" the taller man speaks again, still standing in the same spot, his unreadable face never changing, "Like... who the true owner of that necklace is?"
Katrina grinds her teeth, "Stop talking in riddles! You're getting no where fast and it's bugging me!" The smaller man sticks his hand at her, his grin growing wider on his face as she finally notices him and takes another step back. His long fingers grow from his hand, the long like tentacles wrapping themselves around her small neck, lifting her into the air. She grabs hold of his bonding fingers, trying to open them a bit for her to be able to breath, but they continue to constrict around her neck. Katrina opens an eye, looking at the taller man yet again.
"What do you want with me...?" Katrina tries to speak, her voice very cut from her lack of air and not being able to force any from her throat to speak.
"We're just here to retrieve the prize. My older brother wishes to get all the parts to his power..."
She wonders to herself as the older man finishes his sentence. 'Other parts to his power...?' The man grasping her throat brings her a little closer to his face.
"Somehow your mothers spirit was able to escape, giving you some power as well as my own... But I think it would be much nicer if you were our little bait for the Dark Tournament. And this might give you a chance to regain your memories, like a last request before the end of your life," The thin man continues to speak, Katrina's air now completely cut off as she starts to black out.
"Don't worry though... you're friends will be there, and you'll be able to watch their final moments also..." the taller man speaks, a grin now upon his face also, and Katrina's eyes slowly close, the grip on her neck loosening for her to breath, and she blacks out completely.
"You guys just wait out here okay? I'll be back in a sec," Katrina tells all the boys as she makes her way into the temple, the rest staying outside. She takes off her shoes and walks down the long wooden hall, reaching a door to the end, and opens the panel to her room. She walks inside, jumping over her futon, which she forgot to fold away, and goes over to a dresser, where she pulls the small drawer on a little box on the top. The box itself is square, the symbol of 'repel' carved onto the wooden top and painted in a light blue. She draws some yen from the box, and sees the necklace she received from her mystery savior at the bottom, buried under the yen and other little trinkets. Katrina pulls it from wooden box, closing the drawer to it and she looks upon the blue jewel at the bottom and the little demon wings that are carved on the outsides of it to look like the jewel itself had wings.
"So you want to find out about the rest of your forgotten memories young Katrina...?" A voice from behind speaks to her, and she spins around, surprised by the entrance of this intruder, no, two. There are two there. One man stands tall with bulking muscles, his black hair standing tall, and his pointed sunglasses gleaming from the light from the window. The other sits upon his shoulder, much smaller than the taller man, having stringy bluish gray hair, and a frail skinny body.
"Who are you and how did you get in here?!" Katrina screams at the two men that stand before her, showing no fear of their intrusion.
"Who we are is of no importance Katrina..." the tall man speaks to her again, his deep tone thundering in the room, and she takes a step back.
"Well I should know what your names are... if you continue to provoke me I will kill you both, and if I do not know what your names are then what can I put upon your graves?" Katrina smirks a bit as she talks, mostly keeping her eyes on the taller man.
"She's just as cocky as her mother, isn't she little brother?" the smaller man tells his brother, his own psychotic smirk forming upon his face.
Katrina takes another step back, now seeming completely surprised and her own fear rising inside, she screams at them once again, "How do you know my mother!?!?!"
"That is for us to know... but wouldn't you like to remember all those memories that you've seem to forgotten?" the taller man speaks again, still standing in the same spot, his unreadable face never changing, "Like... who the true owner of that necklace is?"
Katrina grinds her teeth, "Stop talking in riddles! You're getting no where fast and it's bugging me!" The smaller man sticks his hand at her, his grin growing wider on his face as she finally notices him and takes another step back. His long fingers grow from his hand, the long like tentacles wrapping themselves around her small neck, lifting her into the air. She grabs hold of his bonding fingers, trying to open them a bit for her to be able to breath, but they continue to constrict around her neck. Katrina opens an eye, looking at the taller man yet again.
"What do you want with me...?" Katrina tries to speak, her voice very cut from her lack of air and not being able to force any from her throat to speak.
"We're just here to retrieve the prize. My older brother wishes to get all the parts to his power..."
She wonders to herself as the older man finishes his sentence. 'Other parts to his power...?' The man grasping her throat brings her a little closer to his face.
"Somehow your mothers spirit was able to escape, giving you some power as well as my own... But I think it would be much nicer if you were our little bait for the Dark Tournament. And this might give you a chance to regain your memories, like a last request before the end of your life," The thin man continues to speak, Katrina's air now completely cut off as she starts to black out.
"Don't worry though... you're friends will be there, and you'll be able to watch their final moments also..." the taller man speaks, a grin now upon his face also, and Katrina's eyes slowly close, the grip on her neck loosening for her to breath, and she blacks out completely.