Ch. 7: The Interrogation Part III
Disclaimer: We do not own YYH.
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"Antilia, Princess of the Fox tribe of the Black wood, your people have been searching for you," Koenma said matter of factly after he had locked the door, so they could speak privately.
"They know why I left, and you do as well," Antilia responded sounding rather irritated.
"Yes, I do... but that gives you no right to steal from me!" Koenma shouted.
"I had no other option, besides that jewel really belongs to the priestess."
"Priestess? You mean that girl, Alana. Tell me, why do you need the jewel and what does the girl have to do with it? I doubt you would drag her along unless you had too."
Antilia sighed, "As you know the jewel grants two gifts, the gift of strength and the gift of purity to all half breeds. And you do know the story behind the jewel."
"Yes oh coarse I do. It was born from the first half breed between mortal human and demon."
"Yes, that is true... but what most people don't know about it is the first half breeds child. Her child was the first priestess, the first to inherit the jewel, and the female children after that would become the next priestess. That girl, Alana, is the descendant of the maker of the jewel, she is the only living priestess."
"Ok, fine I understand that. But what does the jewel have to do with her? Why is she important to you?" Koenma was getting irritated with hearing what he already knew. He was more concerned with what he didn't know.
"The jewel only works for her. It will only work with her blood, the blood of the first priestess, of the first mixed demon and human. With out her, the jewel is worthless. Only her blood can awaken its powers of strength and purity..."
+++ Kuwabara held a glass cup to the door of Koenma's office trying to listen to what Antilia and Koenma were talking about. Kurama and Hiei stood opposite each other leaning against the wall. "I can't hear a damned thing!" Kuwabara complained, "This trick always worked when I was listening to my sisters conversations."
Sighing Kurama said, "Neither can I, what about you Hiei? Can you sense anything with your eye, or hear anything?"
Hiei's eyes narrowed in suspicion, "No, the door has been charmed. You will not hear anything unless Koenma meant for you to hear it," Hiei said.
"It's rather odd that Koenma would not include us in this ones questioning," Kurama added as he pushed himself off the wall.
"Hn," was Hiei's only reply. And they both went back to the dungeons to check on the others.
"What do you make of them?" Kurama finally asked Hiei knowing that Hiei sometimes knew more than he was opting to say.
"I only have a suspicion... that jewel is perhaps the jewel of half breeds... but I know little about the jewel and what it is capable of. Perhaps you know more than you are telling as well... what do you know about this Fox demon that you're not saying?"
Kurama laughed, "Yes, I could never fool you could I?"
Hiei still was silent, holding his rather indifferent face; "I doubt it is you abilities that is hindering you there. I can read your thoughts and sense you emotions with the Jagon eye. I felt your surprise when you were fighting with that girl."
Kurama's face turned serious, "Her blades were unusual. They are no normal blades, the design on them could only be held by someone of royalty... she must be either of a royal family or she stole it from..." Kurama was interrupted by the sound of Botan yelling in disgust.
"You pervert, I would never so such an act with you," she said to Aquim blushing.
Aquim smiled showing his perfectly white super star teeth. Yusuke laughed but stopped when he felt his pockets being raided by Aya.
"Wooh there beautiful! You can get in to my pants but please lets do this with out an audience," Yusuke said grabbing her hands.
"Oh please, I was looking for a key or something useful. And how dare you assume me to be so easy," Aya responded.
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"So your going to use her powers to free your daughter from the Lord Raenef?" he said.
"Yes, and for her to have pure blood."
"Oh, yes. I almost forgot that you have a mixed daughter. I wondered who her father was, mixing is forbidden in you tribe right?" Antilia thought back to the night her dear little girl was conceived.
+ Flashback + Antilia stared at the red liquid in the golden goblet her mother held out to her. It seemed as if her future was finally coming upon her, for she was staring down at it in the goblet. Her mothers' eyes were cold and blank.
"It's your time to find a mate, to make an heir... to give our people a King," the words of her mother rang in her ears.
"We don't need a King. We have a Queen, and I am still very young, an heir can wait," Antilia said as she watched her mothers usually emotionless grow angry.
"You have waited long enough. Now you will find a mate, and remember that you chose this path... By refusing all of the men in our tribe.." Antilia interrupted her mother.
"I didn't want them, I did not love them!" Antilia shouted and her mother slapped her across the face.
"Love is nothing, your selfish and prideful. Your life doesn't belong to you, it belongs to our people. And you owe them a heir," her mother said and grabbed Antilia by the hair and poured the red liquid down her throat.
Her body jerked in spasms, her blood felt as if it were boiling as the liquid oozed down her throat. Her breathing came in gasps as she squirmed on the tent floor. She could hear her own heart pounding in her ears, then the heart beats of the other close to her joining her own. She covered her ears trying to block out the noise, but the random beats of the hearts began to beat in a rhythm. They sounded like drums, drums calling her to run, to hunt something, someone. She slowly stumbled to her feet and ran as fast as she could, following the beats of the drums.
Just as she felt that she would drop from exhaustion she caught the scent of another. The smell seemed musky and salty, like the sea, it rejuvenated her. She eventually found a campground inhabited by one man. The man was strong, and she was drawn to his power. Antilia tried to hold her self still, she didn't want to move, but she couldn't stop her body. Her body no longer listened; the animal inside of her was fighting with her. Antilia began to loose continuousness, but not in her body. Her mind felt weak, her body alive. She could hold on no longer, Antilia felt her body release its caged wild animal, and her mind slipped in to blackness, to sleep.
Early the next morning Antilia found herself in a small tent. She was covered in a goat fur blanket, and it didn't take her very long to realize that she as nude. Antilia wanted to cry, she tried to remember what happened after she found the camp but nothing was coming. She looked around for her clothes and dressed feeling dirty and alone. She tried to ignore the pain from her lower stomach as she crawled out of the tent. As soon as she stepped in to the cold morning air, she saw him.
The man from last night was asleep in front of a small fire covered in a blanket like the one she was covered in when she awoke. She walked up to him ready for the worst, for her cage. But to her surprise and relief he carried no mark on his neck, claming him as her mate. She checked her neck and found nothing there either. Then to her absolute horror, she discovered he was no demon, he was a human, a mortal. Antilia felt herself panic, adrenalin rushing into her blood, she backed away from him thinking of where to go. Her tribe, her people, but would they want her back after this?
+End Flashback+
"I was young, my powers were not fully matured," Antilia said as she regretted the effects of her desire for powerful blood. She changed though, she was calmer, and she had her daughter. The daughter she had to protect from all demons, but she failed at that as well. She would fix it; she must fix it, even if it killed her.
"I need that jewel."
"And I need Lord Raenef," said Koenma.
"You know where he is?"
"No, but I know he has your daughter... shall we talk?"
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Aya had taken the place of Antilia with staring evilly at the Yurameshi team. 'I don't get it... Why would Antilia willingly talk to Koenma?' What ever it was Aya didn't have a good feeling about it. The seals suddenly released around the cell. Koenma and Antilia entered the cell ushering the Yurameshi team on.
Koenma walked up to Alana and looked in to her eyes searching, "The Priestess of the Jewel of mixed demons."
Antilia looked down at Koenma then back to Alana, "Yes, that is her, shall we start what is needed?"
Koenma, still searching Alana's eyes answered, "Yes, let's go."
Aya pulled Antilia closer to her, "What's going on?"
Antilia scratched the back of her head and laughed. "Well the thing is..."
The birds rose from their resting place in the trees when the high-pitched scream of Aya filled the air "WHAT?!?"
TBC- Ch.8
Author's Note: Everyone, gasp in surprise, she is still alive. Forgive me, I am so sorry that I have not updated. Well, technically I did, but I accidentally posted Ch.5 again (Sweatdrop) and it was the crappy version top (Teardrop). After a long conversation with SnowDucky (curtseys in corner), I realized my mistake and let out some stress that had built up, much to SnowDucky's dismay. But now here is the CORRECT chapter. Puppy in Pink, I am sorry I have not updated, but I had a really good thank you in the fake Ch. 7. But I truly do appreciate what you wrote and I hope to come out with the chapters more quickly. But this is not a promise because senior year is turning out a lot harder that I anticipated (glares at EVIL, SATANIC Adv. Pre-Cal Book). But I have a four-day weekend coming up next week, so hopefully the story will have more chapters soon. Wow, this is a long author's note, it is just cause I haven't updated in such a long time. Well until next time. Bye Bye.
Disclaimer: We do not own YYH.
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"Antilia, Princess of the Fox tribe of the Black wood, your people have been searching for you," Koenma said matter of factly after he had locked the door, so they could speak privately.
"They know why I left, and you do as well," Antilia responded sounding rather irritated.
"Yes, I do... but that gives you no right to steal from me!" Koenma shouted.
"I had no other option, besides that jewel really belongs to the priestess."
"Priestess? You mean that girl, Alana. Tell me, why do you need the jewel and what does the girl have to do with it? I doubt you would drag her along unless you had too."
Antilia sighed, "As you know the jewel grants two gifts, the gift of strength and the gift of purity to all half breeds. And you do know the story behind the jewel."
"Yes oh coarse I do. It was born from the first half breed between mortal human and demon."
"Yes, that is true... but what most people don't know about it is the first half breeds child. Her child was the first priestess, the first to inherit the jewel, and the female children after that would become the next priestess. That girl, Alana, is the descendant of the maker of the jewel, she is the only living priestess."
"Ok, fine I understand that. But what does the jewel have to do with her? Why is she important to you?" Koenma was getting irritated with hearing what he already knew. He was more concerned with what he didn't know.
"The jewel only works for her. It will only work with her blood, the blood of the first priestess, of the first mixed demon and human. With out her, the jewel is worthless. Only her blood can awaken its powers of strength and purity..."
+++ Kuwabara held a glass cup to the door of Koenma's office trying to listen to what Antilia and Koenma were talking about. Kurama and Hiei stood opposite each other leaning against the wall. "I can't hear a damned thing!" Kuwabara complained, "This trick always worked when I was listening to my sisters conversations."
Sighing Kurama said, "Neither can I, what about you Hiei? Can you sense anything with your eye, or hear anything?"
Hiei's eyes narrowed in suspicion, "No, the door has been charmed. You will not hear anything unless Koenma meant for you to hear it," Hiei said.
"It's rather odd that Koenma would not include us in this ones questioning," Kurama added as he pushed himself off the wall.
"Hn," was Hiei's only reply. And they both went back to the dungeons to check on the others.
"What do you make of them?" Kurama finally asked Hiei knowing that Hiei sometimes knew more than he was opting to say.
"I only have a suspicion... that jewel is perhaps the jewel of half breeds... but I know little about the jewel and what it is capable of. Perhaps you know more than you are telling as well... what do you know about this Fox demon that you're not saying?"
Kurama laughed, "Yes, I could never fool you could I?"
Hiei still was silent, holding his rather indifferent face; "I doubt it is you abilities that is hindering you there. I can read your thoughts and sense you emotions with the Jagon eye. I felt your surprise when you were fighting with that girl."
Kurama's face turned serious, "Her blades were unusual. They are no normal blades, the design on them could only be held by someone of royalty... she must be either of a royal family or she stole it from..." Kurama was interrupted by the sound of Botan yelling in disgust.
"You pervert, I would never so such an act with you," she said to Aquim blushing.
Aquim smiled showing his perfectly white super star teeth. Yusuke laughed but stopped when he felt his pockets being raided by Aya.
"Wooh there beautiful! You can get in to my pants but please lets do this with out an audience," Yusuke said grabbing her hands.
"Oh please, I was looking for a key or something useful. And how dare you assume me to be so easy," Aya responded.
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"So your going to use her powers to free your daughter from the Lord Raenef?" he said.
"Yes, and for her to have pure blood."
"Oh, yes. I almost forgot that you have a mixed daughter. I wondered who her father was, mixing is forbidden in you tribe right?" Antilia thought back to the night her dear little girl was conceived.
+ Flashback + Antilia stared at the red liquid in the golden goblet her mother held out to her. It seemed as if her future was finally coming upon her, for she was staring down at it in the goblet. Her mothers' eyes were cold and blank.
"It's your time to find a mate, to make an heir... to give our people a King," the words of her mother rang in her ears.
"We don't need a King. We have a Queen, and I am still very young, an heir can wait," Antilia said as she watched her mothers usually emotionless grow angry.
"You have waited long enough. Now you will find a mate, and remember that you chose this path... By refusing all of the men in our tribe.." Antilia interrupted her mother.
"I didn't want them, I did not love them!" Antilia shouted and her mother slapped her across the face.
"Love is nothing, your selfish and prideful. Your life doesn't belong to you, it belongs to our people. And you owe them a heir," her mother said and grabbed Antilia by the hair and poured the red liquid down her throat.
Her body jerked in spasms, her blood felt as if it were boiling as the liquid oozed down her throat. Her breathing came in gasps as she squirmed on the tent floor. She could hear her own heart pounding in her ears, then the heart beats of the other close to her joining her own. She covered her ears trying to block out the noise, but the random beats of the hearts began to beat in a rhythm. They sounded like drums, drums calling her to run, to hunt something, someone. She slowly stumbled to her feet and ran as fast as she could, following the beats of the drums.
Just as she felt that she would drop from exhaustion she caught the scent of another. The smell seemed musky and salty, like the sea, it rejuvenated her. She eventually found a campground inhabited by one man. The man was strong, and she was drawn to his power. Antilia tried to hold her self still, she didn't want to move, but she couldn't stop her body. Her body no longer listened; the animal inside of her was fighting with her. Antilia began to loose continuousness, but not in her body. Her mind felt weak, her body alive. She could hold on no longer, Antilia felt her body release its caged wild animal, and her mind slipped in to blackness, to sleep.
Early the next morning Antilia found herself in a small tent. She was covered in a goat fur blanket, and it didn't take her very long to realize that she as nude. Antilia wanted to cry, she tried to remember what happened after she found the camp but nothing was coming. She looked around for her clothes and dressed feeling dirty and alone. She tried to ignore the pain from her lower stomach as she crawled out of the tent. As soon as she stepped in to the cold morning air, she saw him.
The man from last night was asleep in front of a small fire covered in a blanket like the one she was covered in when she awoke. She walked up to him ready for the worst, for her cage. But to her surprise and relief he carried no mark on his neck, claming him as her mate. She checked her neck and found nothing there either. Then to her absolute horror, she discovered he was no demon, he was a human, a mortal. Antilia felt herself panic, adrenalin rushing into her blood, she backed away from him thinking of where to go. Her tribe, her people, but would they want her back after this?
+End Flashback+
"I was young, my powers were not fully matured," Antilia said as she regretted the effects of her desire for powerful blood. She changed though, she was calmer, and she had her daughter. The daughter she had to protect from all demons, but she failed at that as well. She would fix it; she must fix it, even if it killed her.
"I need that jewel."
"And I need Lord Raenef," said Koenma.
"You know where he is?"
"No, but I know he has your daughter... shall we talk?"
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Aya had taken the place of Antilia with staring evilly at the Yurameshi team. 'I don't get it... Why would Antilia willingly talk to Koenma?' What ever it was Aya didn't have a good feeling about it. The seals suddenly released around the cell. Koenma and Antilia entered the cell ushering the Yurameshi team on.
Koenma walked up to Alana and looked in to her eyes searching, "The Priestess of the Jewel of mixed demons."
Antilia looked down at Koenma then back to Alana, "Yes, that is her, shall we start what is needed?"
Koenma, still searching Alana's eyes answered, "Yes, let's go."
Aya pulled Antilia closer to her, "What's going on?"
Antilia scratched the back of her head and laughed. "Well the thing is..."
The birds rose from their resting place in the trees when the high-pitched scream of Aya filled the air "WHAT?!?"
TBC- Ch.8
Author's Note: Everyone, gasp in surprise, she is still alive. Forgive me, I am so sorry that I have not updated. Well, technically I did, but I accidentally posted Ch.5 again (Sweatdrop) and it was the crappy version top (Teardrop). After a long conversation with SnowDucky (curtseys in corner), I realized my mistake and let out some stress that had built up, much to SnowDucky's dismay. But now here is the CORRECT chapter. Puppy in Pink, I am sorry I have not updated, but I had a really good thank you in the fake Ch. 7. But I truly do appreciate what you wrote and I hope to come out with the chapters more quickly. But this is not a promise because senior year is turning out a lot harder that I anticipated (glares at EVIL, SATANIC Adv. Pre-Cal Book). But I have a four-day weekend coming up next week, so hopefully the story will have more chapters soon. Wow, this is a long author's note, it is just cause I haven't updated in such a long time. Well until next time. Bye Bye.