Gods, this chapter was so beautiful to write. I had mozzarella sticks while
writing it during the Super Bowl ( I didn't watch the half-time show, you
sick perverts!). Yeah. A few OCs, but they're here to help Hiei. Ok, here
we go.
Don't Own Yu Yu Hakusho
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Death's Requiem Chapter Four: Mourning
Hiei was suddenly hanging above a dirty city, where men in grungy clothes were firing guns at each other. Bullets flew through the air, striking them down. Some lay dying, others wounded, bleeding. Some were dead already, their corpses a shield for the living. A small child, no more than four, ran out into the middle of the melee. A bullet flew through the air, catching the child. He fell dead without a cry. Hiei covered his mouth with his hand. Tears threatened his eyes, and he turned away. He was looking at a human funeral. The family members of the deceased were dressed in black, sobbing. The man performing the service was holding back tears of his own. He finished with an "Amen" and the first family member, an older woman with graying hair threw earth into the grave, her tears turning earth to small dollops of mud. The spirit of the deceased rose from his coffin, and lightly stroked her hair. He walked away from the grave and mourning relatives, and was greeted by another spirit, an older man. He took the newly deceased's hand, and they both walked away, fading. Hiei turned again. He was in another graveyard, this one different. A young woman was walking to a grave, and laid a rose on it. She knelt down, praying. Hiei walked over, reading the name on the stone. 'Mark Stefanos, Loving son, brother and friend.' The young woman whispered to the grave. "I'll always love you, Mark. I'll never forget you, brother." She walked away. Hiei looked closer at the grave. There was a small inscription, written after the grave was made. 'Loving brother, died to save me. Stand in the light, Mark' Hiei turned again. He was standing in an illuminated hallway. All was white. The lights came from pillars, which seemed to be made of light. People of all ages were walking down the hallway, all were wearing white robes. As two passed, Hiei recognized their faces: one of the small child, the other of the newly dead man. They all, however, wore the same expression, pure happiness and contentment. They walked towards a bright doorway, and stepped through, disappearing. Hiei turned one more time. Death stood beside him in an empty abyss. "That was death?" Hiei asked, knowing the answer. "Yes. First, there is the dying. Then there is when you are buried, and your soul is freed. Then there is the mourning from the ones who care about you, and then there is rest. You walk through the doorway, and you are at peace." Hiei let the tears escape. "It seems cruel, knowing that there are still people who will never see you again, who care about you, and you're not there to tell them it's all right." Death gently wiped the tears away. "That is why you have to kill. To protect the ones you love. Be strong, Hiei. For them, so you can save them from mourning." Hiei nodded, closing his eyes.
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Now do the chapter names make sense? Hope they do. The stages of dying. Weird huh? Ok, last chapter next. Review for it.
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Death's Requiem Chapter Four: Mourning
Hiei was suddenly hanging above a dirty city, where men in grungy clothes were firing guns at each other. Bullets flew through the air, striking them down. Some lay dying, others wounded, bleeding. Some were dead already, their corpses a shield for the living. A small child, no more than four, ran out into the middle of the melee. A bullet flew through the air, catching the child. He fell dead without a cry. Hiei covered his mouth with his hand. Tears threatened his eyes, and he turned away. He was looking at a human funeral. The family members of the deceased were dressed in black, sobbing. The man performing the service was holding back tears of his own. He finished with an "Amen" and the first family member, an older woman with graying hair threw earth into the grave, her tears turning earth to small dollops of mud. The spirit of the deceased rose from his coffin, and lightly stroked her hair. He walked away from the grave and mourning relatives, and was greeted by another spirit, an older man. He took the newly deceased's hand, and they both walked away, fading. Hiei turned again. He was in another graveyard, this one different. A young woman was walking to a grave, and laid a rose on it. She knelt down, praying. Hiei walked over, reading the name on the stone. 'Mark Stefanos, Loving son, brother and friend.' The young woman whispered to the grave. "I'll always love you, Mark. I'll never forget you, brother." She walked away. Hiei looked closer at the grave. There was a small inscription, written after the grave was made. 'Loving brother, died to save me. Stand in the light, Mark' Hiei turned again. He was standing in an illuminated hallway. All was white. The lights came from pillars, which seemed to be made of light. People of all ages were walking down the hallway, all were wearing white robes. As two passed, Hiei recognized their faces: one of the small child, the other of the newly dead man. They all, however, wore the same expression, pure happiness and contentment. They walked towards a bright doorway, and stepped through, disappearing. Hiei turned one more time. Death stood beside him in an empty abyss. "That was death?" Hiei asked, knowing the answer. "Yes. First, there is the dying. Then there is when you are buried, and your soul is freed. Then there is the mourning from the ones who care about you, and then there is rest. You walk through the doorway, and you are at peace." Hiei let the tears escape. "It seems cruel, knowing that there are still people who will never see you again, who care about you, and you're not there to tell them it's all right." Death gently wiped the tears away. "That is why you have to kill. To protect the ones you love. Be strong, Hiei. For them, so you can save them from mourning." Hiei nodded, closing his eyes.
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Now do the chapter names make sense? Hope they do. The stages of dying. Weird huh? Ok, last chapter next. Review for it.