Okay! I have had an idea for a Yu Yu HakushoxWar of the Roses crossover,
but could never think of how to start. Now I have. R & R! I want to know
how well this will go.
"The Yoko Thieves Shi and Kurama," the jail announcer shouted across the room, for all to hear.
Two kitsunes, one male, the other female, stepped through the already parted crowd of youkai prisoners; their platinum head and fox ears high above the crowd. But their height wasn't the only reason they were feared. They displayed great precision when they fought, though they had been cleaned of any and all seeds they carried.
The girl was more deadly. She was one-third fire demon. She couldn't control fire, nor did she bear any resemblance to one. But she had the speed and ki type of one.
None of that was more deadly than her girl kitsune heredity. Everyone knows that kitsune girls have beautiful singing voices that can make even the strongest demon stunned.[1] Or, to put it better, paralyzed. With one little sung chant, she had robbed even the strongest fortresses with her voice alone, by stunning the guards and using her speed, easily got passed the security systems.
They feared her just as much as her younger brother, Yoko Kurama. They had made quite a name for themselves and the House of Yoko in the past twenty years. Now, they had been caught by the house of the red rose, or the House of Mancaster, and were reduced to pathetic warded things that were only in Japanese human myths. Yoko Shi was masked to keep from singing. She looked like a silver-haired Karasu, with the exception of lupin gold eyes to the pale purple of Karasu's. Karasu was the latest victim of the Toguro Brothers.[2]
They were handcuffed and brought down a dank hallway, dimly lit by the torches. The guards in front and behind them seemed to be oblivious to them.
The silence seemed to press in on them as their feet didn't even scuff against the ground, though Shi wasn't wearing shoes. Kurama remembered what she had told him:
"Shoes are annoying little bastards that give away your very position from the extra five pounds on your feet."
Kurama couldn't take the ringing in his sensitive ears anymore and, since they were going to 'meet their death,' he decided to break the quiet.
"Some way to go, ne, sis? Quick and painless. With our records, I'm surprised they didn't starve us to death first or something."
He couldn't see her smile, but her eyes lit up a little before going back to the dull luster of gold. Even with the handicap of the handcuffs, she found a way to grab his hand. They may have been family, but that didn't stop them from loving each other. Family marriages were as common as guyxguy and girlxgirl marriages. Not like the Ningenkai, where people are ridiculed for who they love, you can find couples of all sorts in Makai.
The guards stopped, forcing the two to stop as well. A door was opened in front of them, and for a moment, the two kitsunes were blinded as sunlight poured in.
The roar of the apparitions from the House of Mancaster filled their ears as they were pushed out into the open, awaiting the guillotine.
Shi looked at the sharp blade that was destined to make an easy job of slicing her and her brother's heads off in one quick swipe and for the first time, fear shone in her gold eyes. The guillotine was supposed to be 'more humane' and as far as they both knew, this invention had stayed in Makai since the War of the Roses began.
She made eye contact with her brother before they were parted. The fear that had just shown in her eyes was now replaced by 'confidence, with a hint of malice.' The plan had to be executed, if you forgive the pun, at exactly the right moment. One little slip could mean torture this time through. They would most likely be handed right over to the Koorime. And that was one race they both knew not to mess with.
There had been recent news via the Makai grapevine, by gossiping guards, that there had been a male born on the Koorime Isle and had promptly been thrown off, expected to be killed. He survived and had made almost as much of a name of himself as they had. But not quite. Hiei, is his name, I think, she thought as she was pushed up the stairs. She was the one who would be sacrificed first.
The drum roll started as she was lined up with the guillotine.
Inari give me strength, they prayed.
Right before her head was placed on the rest, she moved her head and the mask slid off to hang around her neck. And she started her singing chant.
Mija sunija Inari no yori hairam rabead MAKAI!
The audience and the guards standing by all fell forward, dazed.
Kurama moved quickly as he grabbed the keys from one of the guards and unlocked Shi's handcuffs. Once she was out, she did the same for him. They each removed the wards on each other before they broke for the door.
But all the guards had been warned of a possible escape attempt. No sooner had they got through the door that guards rushed at them.
"Rose Whip!" the cries echoed down the stone hallways as each guard was slaughtered. They ran past the carcasses without a second look back.
They eventually made it out of the palace, more and more guards being sacrificed. Kurama led the way to the stables as he grabbed a white horse and Shi a black one.
"Remember," Shi reprimanded her brother from atop her stallion. "We shall meet up at Raizen's Territory." She faced forward. "Let's ride!" The horse rose on it's hind legs before it bolted into the forest.
Kurama heard more guards approaching and quickly mounted and they, too, shot through the dense brush.
The plants and trees parted before him as he tried to hurry the horse as fast as possible. Something whizzed by and hit the nearest tree.
The King of Thieves smirked. So, they were trying to kill him with arrows? That's a laugh. A few more flew by, but he got the trees to take the hits. Soon, it had become a rain of arrows and his energy was becoming more and more expended from trying to control the trees of the forest. Trees were greedy little things that sapped your energy.
Hours passed and both he and the horse couldn't take much more. He was sure that his sister had reached Raizen's Territory by now. But he would not let these big oafs catch her. He'd been leading them on a wild goose chase, far away from Raizen's palace as demonly possible. Now that plan seemed stupid as he was half of Makai away from the territory and would not make it by dark. The forest was so thick, the only way he could tell it was getting dark was by the force of the rising moons.
Another arrow shot through the forest, and Kurama didn't catch it in time.
It hit him square in the back.
He fell off as the horse whined and ran into another horse.
A girl flew off as well, slamming into a tree, while Kurama rolled and stopped in an open field.
He tried to stand, but to no avail. He sensed the girl nearby. Two youkis in one. She was expecting. Wait. That was it!
I am sorry, sister. I...have failed you. And with the last of his energy, parted his soul from his body and fused it with that of the girl's baby.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The guards broke into the clearing to find Yoko Kurama's bloody body and-
"Lady Kohaku!" they exclaimed as they rushed over to her.
With their help, she stood. A little woozily, but it meant the ruler of the House of Mancaster wasn't hurt too badly.
She felt the back of her head and felt a warm, wet liquid. She brought her hand back and saw the red black liquid of her blood.
"Come, come Lady Kohaku. We must tend to your wounds at once," the Captain said, helping her to his horse. One guard brought the stolen horse while another brought the Lady's horse back to the house of Mancaster...
Woo! Prologue is done! And that only took me, about two hours. Now, to bed for me. I must be awake enough to watch KidsWB. Next chapter: 17 years have passed. What has happened to our kitsunes in that short amount of time?
[1]-Not really. But in the Yoko family, the girls do
[2] Did you ever notice that 'Toguro Brothers' kind of sound like 'Warner Brothers'?
"The Yoko Thieves Shi and Kurama," the jail announcer shouted across the room, for all to hear.
Two kitsunes, one male, the other female, stepped through the already parted crowd of youkai prisoners; their platinum head and fox ears high above the crowd. But their height wasn't the only reason they were feared. They displayed great precision when they fought, though they had been cleaned of any and all seeds they carried.
The girl was more deadly. She was one-third fire demon. She couldn't control fire, nor did she bear any resemblance to one. But she had the speed and ki type of one.
None of that was more deadly than her girl kitsune heredity. Everyone knows that kitsune girls have beautiful singing voices that can make even the strongest demon stunned.[1] Or, to put it better, paralyzed. With one little sung chant, she had robbed even the strongest fortresses with her voice alone, by stunning the guards and using her speed, easily got passed the security systems.
They feared her just as much as her younger brother, Yoko Kurama. They had made quite a name for themselves and the House of Yoko in the past twenty years. Now, they had been caught by the house of the red rose, or the House of Mancaster, and were reduced to pathetic warded things that were only in Japanese human myths. Yoko Shi was masked to keep from singing. She looked like a silver-haired Karasu, with the exception of lupin gold eyes to the pale purple of Karasu's. Karasu was the latest victim of the Toguro Brothers.[2]
They were handcuffed and brought down a dank hallway, dimly lit by the torches. The guards in front and behind them seemed to be oblivious to them.
The silence seemed to press in on them as their feet didn't even scuff against the ground, though Shi wasn't wearing shoes. Kurama remembered what she had told him:
"Shoes are annoying little bastards that give away your very position from the extra five pounds on your feet."
Kurama couldn't take the ringing in his sensitive ears anymore and, since they were going to 'meet their death,' he decided to break the quiet.
"Some way to go, ne, sis? Quick and painless. With our records, I'm surprised they didn't starve us to death first or something."
He couldn't see her smile, but her eyes lit up a little before going back to the dull luster of gold. Even with the handicap of the handcuffs, she found a way to grab his hand. They may have been family, but that didn't stop them from loving each other. Family marriages were as common as guyxguy and girlxgirl marriages. Not like the Ningenkai, where people are ridiculed for who they love, you can find couples of all sorts in Makai.
The guards stopped, forcing the two to stop as well. A door was opened in front of them, and for a moment, the two kitsunes were blinded as sunlight poured in.
The roar of the apparitions from the House of Mancaster filled their ears as they were pushed out into the open, awaiting the guillotine.
Shi looked at the sharp blade that was destined to make an easy job of slicing her and her brother's heads off in one quick swipe and for the first time, fear shone in her gold eyes. The guillotine was supposed to be 'more humane' and as far as they both knew, this invention had stayed in Makai since the War of the Roses began.
She made eye contact with her brother before they were parted. The fear that had just shown in her eyes was now replaced by 'confidence, with a hint of malice.' The plan had to be executed, if you forgive the pun, at exactly the right moment. One little slip could mean torture this time through. They would most likely be handed right over to the Koorime. And that was one race they both knew not to mess with.
There had been recent news via the Makai grapevine, by gossiping guards, that there had been a male born on the Koorime Isle and had promptly been thrown off, expected to be killed. He survived and had made almost as much of a name of himself as they had. But not quite. Hiei, is his name, I think, she thought as she was pushed up the stairs. She was the one who would be sacrificed first.
The drum roll started as she was lined up with the guillotine.
Inari give me strength, they prayed.
Right before her head was placed on the rest, she moved her head and the mask slid off to hang around her neck. And she started her singing chant.
Mija sunija Inari no yori hairam rabead MAKAI!
The audience and the guards standing by all fell forward, dazed.
Kurama moved quickly as he grabbed the keys from one of the guards and unlocked Shi's handcuffs. Once she was out, she did the same for him. They each removed the wards on each other before they broke for the door.
But all the guards had been warned of a possible escape attempt. No sooner had they got through the door that guards rushed at them.
"Rose Whip!" the cries echoed down the stone hallways as each guard was slaughtered. They ran past the carcasses without a second look back.
They eventually made it out of the palace, more and more guards being sacrificed. Kurama led the way to the stables as he grabbed a white horse and Shi a black one.
"Remember," Shi reprimanded her brother from atop her stallion. "We shall meet up at Raizen's Territory." She faced forward. "Let's ride!" The horse rose on it's hind legs before it bolted into the forest.
Kurama heard more guards approaching and quickly mounted and they, too, shot through the dense brush.
The plants and trees parted before him as he tried to hurry the horse as fast as possible. Something whizzed by and hit the nearest tree.
The King of Thieves smirked. So, they were trying to kill him with arrows? That's a laugh. A few more flew by, but he got the trees to take the hits. Soon, it had become a rain of arrows and his energy was becoming more and more expended from trying to control the trees of the forest. Trees were greedy little things that sapped your energy.
Hours passed and both he and the horse couldn't take much more. He was sure that his sister had reached Raizen's Territory by now. But he would not let these big oafs catch her. He'd been leading them on a wild goose chase, far away from Raizen's palace as demonly possible. Now that plan seemed stupid as he was half of Makai away from the territory and would not make it by dark. The forest was so thick, the only way he could tell it was getting dark was by the force of the rising moons.
Another arrow shot through the forest, and Kurama didn't catch it in time.
It hit him square in the back.
He fell off as the horse whined and ran into another horse.
A girl flew off as well, slamming into a tree, while Kurama rolled and stopped in an open field.
He tried to stand, but to no avail. He sensed the girl nearby. Two youkis in one. She was expecting. Wait. That was it!
I am sorry, sister. I...have failed you. And with the last of his energy, parted his soul from his body and fused it with that of the girl's baby.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The guards broke into the clearing to find Yoko Kurama's bloody body and-
"Lady Kohaku!" they exclaimed as they rushed over to her.
With their help, she stood. A little woozily, but it meant the ruler of the House of Mancaster wasn't hurt too badly.
She felt the back of her head and felt a warm, wet liquid. She brought her hand back and saw the red black liquid of her blood.
"Come, come Lady Kohaku. We must tend to your wounds at once," the Captain said, helping her to his horse. One guard brought the stolen horse while another brought the Lady's horse back to the house of Mancaster...
Woo! Prologue is done! And that only took me, about two hours. Now, to bed for me. I must be awake enough to watch KidsWB. Next chapter: 17 years have passed. What has happened to our kitsunes in that short amount of time?
[1]-Not really. But in the Yoko family, the girls do
[2] Did you ever notice that 'Toguro Brothers' kind of sound like 'Warner Brothers'?