CHAPTER 3
Faolain was sick of these......toys of the Spirit world. She was also curious. How did the most feared demon thief of the Makai and a fire youkai end up in the human world? What the hell is this supposed to mean????? She heard a loud snap. She whirled around, faster than any ningen eye could follow, scimitars drawn. When she saw what it was, she rolled her eyes and put her scimitars back in the sheath, leaning her forearms on the top of the hilts. One of the guys had tripped on the javelin of Nonet'rui. The javelin in turn had snapped. Nonet'rui had his knife right against the neck of the tall, orange haired one. Faolain sighed. "Nonet'rui, put that away. Your javelin was old and you needed a new one anyways." Nonet'rui's head snapped up. He saw who had spoken and sneered. "So, now the little misfit comes back to us. So, was the outside world to hard for you?" he asked his tone sarcastic and biting. Faolain's eyes flared up and her hands moved to the hilt of her scimitar. "Actually, I've been living quite well thank you. You on the other hand might find it too hard. Then you would come running back to your parents. Oh, wait, I forgot you're a bastard and an orphan. You don't have any parents." She gave a smile that belied the ice in her eyes. "Oooh, you're going to pay for that one, Faolain." Faolain deliberately turned her back on him.
Hiei was ready to kill this Nonet'rui. Makai Elf or not, he was going to kill him. When Faolain said the word, "bastard," he noticed the elf flare up at that word. Hiei also recalled what he had called Faolain, "misfit," and he noted the way she had become the ice she was. Hiei watched as the verbal attacks scored hits on both opponents. He suddenly had a sick feeling that the four of them were about to be caught up in a battle like none of them had ever seen. Uh-oh. I've heard of the battles between the Makai Elves. It's Elf on Elf. I have a feeling that this Faolain could take him out with one stroke. But if she plays with him, or he plays with her, then this could take a very long time. The fire youkai didn't know how right he was.
Kurama held very still, understanding what was about to happen. The two elves would come to blows, either mental or physical or both. Suddenly, he had a very sick feeling that the four of them were going to be caught in it, either way. Why did she turn her back? Doesn't she know that is a good way to die on the Makai? Wait.....she seems to young to even have been to the Makai. I only hope she knows what she is doing. Seeing the look on Kuwabara's face at the knife at his throat, Kurama could only desperately hope Faolain struck first and got Kuwabara out of trouble, or they would be dealing with another reincarnation.
Kuwabara held even more stiff than Kurama, if that was possible. He barely even breathed, much less swallowed. What is she doing, trading words with this guy as if I'm not even here???? The knife began a rocking motion across his throat. Kuwabara knew if she didn't act soon, he would be dead. Why did I have to trip over his javelin? What did I do wrong? Why me, why me, WHY ME?!?!?!?! Kuwabara thought about fighting his way out, but the idea of him taking on an Makai Elf, one on one, even if he knew next to nothing, scared him so bad, he dismissed the notion. The sinking feeling in his stomach got even bigger when he saw Faolain had turned and shrugged.
Yusuke started to power up his Sprit Gun, but when the knife on Kuwabara's throat began to rock back and forth, almost in a mocking gesture, he knew Kuwabara would die before he even got one shot off. For once, Yusuke was glad to let someone else do the fighting. He knew none of them would be a match for either of the Elves; not even Hiei could match their skills and speed, he knew somehow. Damn, we are doomed! DAMN DAMN DAMN!!!!!!!!!
Faolain thought about how she could get Kuwabara and the others out of this with out them getting involved or hurt. She knew none of them were a match for Nonet'rui or herself. She had never fought Nonet'rui. She took a breath and cursed Koenma for giving her the job of Keeper of Demon Gods. DAMN!!! Relax, Faolain. You being uptight will just make this worse. Ok, Nonet'rui has the biggest ego of everyone. Get him to let go of Kuwabara, and attack you. OK, now how do you do that? She turned to Nonet'rui, forearms resting on her scimitars, which would remain drawn until the last second, when her opponent thought they had her. That was how she lived. On the borderline of death and chaos and life. "Do you really want to kill a ningen, who will just die anyways?" He just growled. "C'mon, do you really think you can beat me? You haven't fought me and I haven't fought you. Anyways, this will be a fight to the death because if you leave me alive, I will just kill you." She said this so calmly, so coldly, it even shook Yoko to hear those words tossed around so carefully. Faolain took off her trench coat to reveal many, many scars along her arms and back. She placed her coat on a low hanging branch of a nearby tree. "Well, Nonet'rui, come get me if you can." Damn, I really hope he's not as good as they say he is, because if he is, I just signed my death warrant. Oh well.
Kuwabara felt relieved when the elf dropped him. Man, I thought I really had it coming. Wait....something tells me, this isn't good. Oh, great. A fight between two Makai Elves. He noticed Kurama and Hiei's expressions. Kurama wore a look of scared, but not terrified. Hiei, for once, looked like he had turned into a zombie. Uh-oh. If those guys look scared, then it must be really bad. I wonder if Koenma knows about these fights...............
Kurama looked on the two elves readying them selves for the upcoming battle. Then he heard the telepathic commands come through. Yoko, take the others to the village. I will clean up the mess your tall friend made. Kurama tried to argue, but was cut off by the telepathic voice again. YOKO, do it now! You don't have much time. If this gets out of hand, I won't have to worry about killing Koenma's detectives. Oh, and change into your Yoko form, if you can so the people don't worry about you lying. Kurama just nodded meekly. He turned to the others. "Come on, let's go" He was met with blank stares and a raised eyebrow form Hiei. Kurama took a deep breath and concentrated. He felt his youkai come around him like a mist. Suddenly, the mist vanished, and there, in Kurama's place stood Yoko Kurama. He turned to the others, his face unreadable. "I said, let's go. If the battle gets out of hand, we will be killed, basically without a second thought." He watched the others nod. The started down the path. He turned and looked back briefly, and saw a slight breeze stir the Elves' hair. May the trees and earth be with you, Faolain. Then he turned and hurried the others down the path, away from the two Elves.
Faolain was relieved to see them go. At least their not fools enough to not follow my directions. All the same, I need to clear my mind. She blinked three times. In the time it took for her to blink, she became the warrior that the tribe feared. Suddenly, her posture changed and she was in a half crouch, swaying from side to side. Nonet'rui noted this and suddenly became tense, almost as if he was having second thoughts about challenging her. He was, big time. Faolain no longer had her hands on her scimitars, but they were half open, like she was holding something to big for her hands to fully close on. Nonet'rui attacked. Faolain leapt straight up and grabbed a tree branch, hanging 50 feet up, to hand upside down, feet locked together on top of the branch, leaving her arms hanging free. "Ha, did you really think you could get me that way?" she snarled. Nonet'rui just grimaced. He decided he would take the offensive, rather than her take the offensive. One thing puzzled him, Faolain could see that clearly in his eyes, as they fastened on to her arms. It was the wondering why she wore her arms bound the way she did. She gave a little evil half smile, one that chilled Nonet'rui straight down to the bone. "So, you are curious to see why I have my arms bound. Simple you see. My left arm can control ice and my right arm can control fire. I can put the two together and create something that will last for a life time if someone doesn't ruin it, that is." Her eyes suddenly looked like chips of pure ice. "I think I will show you." Nonet'rui suddenly found himself unable to move as a mist formed on her left arm, and fire so black, as to rival the darkest night came on her right arm. Nonet'rui suddenly found himself in more than he knew he could handle. He watched helplessly as the fire formed a sword on her right arm. Then, he watched, curious as she slowly placed her left hand at where the base of the sword would be. The fire slowly became covered with ice. But, he noted, the fire was still burning inside. He was puzzled. But, this was the last thing he would ever be puzzled about. For, at that instant, she plunged the fire-ice sword into his arm. The ice melted and the fire suddenly began eating away at him, from the inside. Faolain heard his screams of pain and felt a slight twinge of pity for him. Oh, well. He brought this on him self for challenging one I was traveling with.
Hinata: Where's Nenji-niisan?
SH: shrugs I don't know... Nenji: sneaks up behind SH
SH: Koniichiwa Nenji.
Nenji: anime fall
Kurone: wraps arms around SH's waist Hiya!
SH: pokes hiya your self, batman.. Hinata: Nenji-niisan, why is SH in a bad mood?
Nenji: shrugs I brought ramen, though.... SH: YAY!!! Sorry, I haven't had any lately and it is not good for me.
Faolain was sick of these......toys of the Spirit world. She was also curious. How did the most feared demon thief of the Makai and a fire youkai end up in the human world? What the hell is this supposed to mean????? She heard a loud snap. She whirled around, faster than any ningen eye could follow, scimitars drawn. When she saw what it was, she rolled her eyes and put her scimitars back in the sheath, leaning her forearms on the top of the hilts. One of the guys had tripped on the javelin of Nonet'rui. The javelin in turn had snapped. Nonet'rui had his knife right against the neck of the tall, orange haired one. Faolain sighed. "Nonet'rui, put that away. Your javelin was old and you needed a new one anyways." Nonet'rui's head snapped up. He saw who had spoken and sneered. "So, now the little misfit comes back to us. So, was the outside world to hard for you?" he asked his tone sarcastic and biting. Faolain's eyes flared up and her hands moved to the hilt of her scimitar. "Actually, I've been living quite well thank you. You on the other hand might find it too hard. Then you would come running back to your parents. Oh, wait, I forgot you're a bastard and an orphan. You don't have any parents." She gave a smile that belied the ice in her eyes. "Oooh, you're going to pay for that one, Faolain." Faolain deliberately turned her back on him.
Hiei was ready to kill this Nonet'rui. Makai Elf or not, he was going to kill him. When Faolain said the word, "bastard," he noticed the elf flare up at that word. Hiei also recalled what he had called Faolain, "misfit," and he noted the way she had become the ice she was. Hiei watched as the verbal attacks scored hits on both opponents. He suddenly had a sick feeling that the four of them were about to be caught up in a battle like none of them had ever seen. Uh-oh. I've heard of the battles between the Makai Elves. It's Elf on Elf. I have a feeling that this Faolain could take him out with one stroke. But if she plays with him, or he plays with her, then this could take a very long time. The fire youkai didn't know how right he was.
Kurama held very still, understanding what was about to happen. The two elves would come to blows, either mental or physical or both. Suddenly, he had a very sick feeling that the four of them were going to be caught in it, either way. Why did she turn her back? Doesn't she know that is a good way to die on the Makai? Wait.....she seems to young to even have been to the Makai. I only hope she knows what she is doing. Seeing the look on Kuwabara's face at the knife at his throat, Kurama could only desperately hope Faolain struck first and got Kuwabara out of trouble, or they would be dealing with another reincarnation.
Kuwabara held even more stiff than Kurama, if that was possible. He barely even breathed, much less swallowed. What is she doing, trading words with this guy as if I'm not even here???? The knife began a rocking motion across his throat. Kuwabara knew if she didn't act soon, he would be dead. Why did I have to trip over his javelin? What did I do wrong? Why me, why me, WHY ME?!?!?!?! Kuwabara thought about fighting his way out, but the idea of him taking on an Makai Elf, one on one, even if he knew next to nothing, scared him so bad, he dismissed the notion. The sinking feeling in his stomach got even bigger when he saw Faolain had turned and shrugged.
Yusuke started to power up his Sprit Gun, but when the knife on Kuwabara's throat began to rock back and forth, almost in a mocking gesture, he knew Kuwabara would die before he even got one shot off. For once, Yusuke was glad to let someone else do the fighting. He knew none of them would be a match for either of the Elves; not even Hiei could match their skills and speed, he knew somehow. Damn, we are doomed! DAMN DAMN DAMN!!!!!!!!!
Faolain thought about how she could get Kuwabara and the others out of this with out them getting involved or hurt. She knew none of them were a match for Nonet'rui or herself. She had never fought Nonet'rui. She took a breath and cursed Koenma for giving her the job of Keeper of Demon Gods. DAMN!!! Relax, Faolain. You being uptight will just make this worse. Ok, Nonet'rui has the biggest ego of everyone. Get him to let go of Kuwabara, and attack you. OK, now how do you do that? She turned to Nonet'rui, forearms resting on her scimitars, which would remain drawn until the last second, when her opponent thought they had her. That was how she lived. On the borderline of death and chaos and life. "Do you really want to kill a ningen, who will just die anyways?" He just growled. "C'mon, do you really think you can beat me? You haven't fought me and I haven't fought you. Anyways, this will be a fight to the death because if you leave me alive, I will just kill you." She said this so calmly, so coldly, it even shook Yoko to hear those words tossed around so carefully. Faolain took off her trench coat to reveal many, many scars along her arms and back. She placed her coat on a low hanging branch of a nearby tree. "Well, Nonet'rui, come get me if you can." Damn, I really hope he's not as good as they say he is, because if he is, I just signed my death warrant. Oh well.
Kuwabara felt relieved when the elf dropped him. Man, I thought I really had it coming. Wait....something tells me, this isn't good. Oh, great. A fight between two Makai Elves. He noticed Kurama and Hiei's expressions. Kurama wore a look of scared, but not terrified. Hiei, for once, looked like he had turned into a zombie. Uh-oh. If those guys look scared, then it must be really bad. I wonder if Koenma knows about these fights...............
Kurama looked on the two elves readying them selves for the upcoming battle. Then he heard the telepathic commands come through. Yoko, take the others to the village. I will clean up the mess your tall friend made. Kurama tried to argue, but was cut off by the telepathic voice again. YOKO, do it now! You don't have much time. If this gets out of hand, I won't have to worry about killing Koenma's detectives. Oh, and change into your Yoko form, if you can so the people don't worry about you lying. Kurama just nodded meekly. He turned to the others. "Come on, let's go" He was met with blank stares and a raised eyebrow form Hiei. Kurama took a deep breath and concentrated. He felt his youkai come around him like a mist. Suddenly, the mist vanished, and there, in Kurama's place stood Yoko Kurama. He turned to the others, his face unreadable. "I said, let's go. If the battle gets out of hand, we will be killed, basically without a second thought." He watched the others nod. The started down the path. He turned and looked back briefly, and saw a slight breeze stir the Elves' hair. May the trees and earth be with you, Faolain. Then he turned and hurried the others down the path, away from the two Elves.
Faolain was relieved to see them go. At least their not fools enough to not follow my directions. All the same, I need to clear my mind. She blinked three times. In the time it took for her to blink, she became the warrior that the tribe feared. Suddenly, her posture changed and she was in a half crouch, swaying from side to side. Nonet'rui noted this and suddenly became tense, almost as if he was having second thoughts about challenging her. He was, big time. Faolain no longer had her hands on her scimitars, but they were half open, like she was holding something to big for her hands to fully close on. Nonet'rui attacked. Faolain leapt straight up and grabbed a tree branch, hanging 50 feet up, to hand upside down, feet locked together on top of the branch, leaving her arms hanging free. "Ha, did you really think you could get me that way?" she snarled. Nonet'rui just grimaced. He decided he would take the offensive, rather than her take the offensive. One thing puzzled him, Faolain could see that clearly in his eyes, as they fastened on to her arms. It was the wondering why she wore her arms bound the way she did. She gave a little evil half smile, one that chilled Nonet'rui straight down to the bone. "So, you are curious to see why I have my arms bound. Simple you see. My left arm can control ice and my right arm can control fire. I can put the two together and create something that will last for a life time if someone doesn't ruin it, that is." Her eyes suddenly looked like chips of pure ice. "I think I will show you." Nonet'rui suddenly found himself unable to move as a mist formed on her left arm, and fire so black, as to rival the darkest night came on her right arm. Nonet'rui suddenly found himself in more than he knew he could handle. He watched helplessly as the fire formed a sword on her right arm. Then, he watched, curious as she slowly placed her left hand at where the base of the sword would be. The fire slowly became covered with ice. But, he noted, the fire was still burning inside. He was puzzled. But, this was the last thing he would ever be puzzled about. For, at that instant, she plunged the fire-ice sword into his arm. The ice melted and the fire suddenly began eating away at him, from the inside. Faolain heard his screams of pain and felt a slight twinge of pity for him. Oh, well. He brought this on him self for challenging one I was traveling with.
Hinata: Where's Nenji-niisan?
SH: shrugs I don't know... Nenji: sneaks up behind SH
SH: Koniichiwa Nenji.
Nenji: anime fall
Kurone: wraps arms around SH's waist Hiya!
SH: pokes hiya your self, batman.. Hinata: Nenji-niisan, why is SH in a bad mood?
Nenji: shrugs I brought ramen, though.... SH: YAY!!! Sorry, I haven't had any lately and it is not good for me.