Of Wind and Fire

Golden Foxfyre

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Chapter 4

"Cool it, Kuwabara. I'm right here." Yusuke declared, stepping up to the rest of the group with the disguised Genkai beside him.

"Really." Hiei leapt into an attack and they blurred out of sight.

"Whoa, I can barely follow!" Kuwabara cried.

"The fact that you can even see them shows that you have improved a great deal." Kurama declared, tracking them with his eyes.

The combatants pulled back, then Yusuke smiled. "There is a bit of a surprise." He sounded very secretive.

"What are you grinning about?" Kuwabara demanded.

"He's grinning about me." Suzaku stepped out of the shadows, with Morwen at her side. She had the satisfaction of seeing his face turn several shades of white before returning to its normal hue. "I'm Nightingale Suzaku and this," she gestured to the wolf, "is Morwen." The brown eyed wolf play bowed and barked a greeting.

Kurama gazed at her silently for a few seconds. What is going on? Her spirit energy is so faint... "I can barely sense your spirit energy, yet from what I can I would say you are related to Yusuke."

They burst out laughing. "We're cousins!" They gasped. Morwen nipped them both cutting through their antics.

Yusuke wiped the tears of laughter from his eyes. "My grandma Nevada is her aunt."

At their startled expressions, she began to explain. "Nightingale Nevada is the older twin sister of my mother, Nightingale Sierra. Five years after I was born, my aunt left."

They appeared even more confused than they had been.

Morwen noticed this and took over. ~Nevada chose to be mortal after completeing her mission. She never returned to the Land Beyond the Sea, for she found love here. And for that love, the everlasting youth of the windfire apparitions she forsook to stay with her family. Nightingale Suzaku is the niece she left behind.~

Yusuke yawned. "I need to sleep." He sat on the ground, leaning against a tree and was soon deeply asleep.

"Boarding call!" A demon bellowed, his voice echoing from all directions.

"Urameshi, get up!" Kuwabara commanded, shaking him.

Suzaku laughed, stopping him cold. "That isn't going to wake him." She slung one of his arms over her shoulder and stood. Kuwabara quickly took the other side as the team boarded the ship. They know I'm the substitute. I just hope that won't get in the way of any possible friendships. Those will be needed when the vampires attack.

The group worked their way to the port side of the ship then set him down. Morwen sat next to the sleeping detective. ~The ocean's so big.~

Kurama chuckled, rubbing one of her black ears. "Of course it is."

A dark laugh made the five of them turned. It was the captain of the vessel. "Bringing yer substitute fighter? Now isn't that a sight."

"Go away." Suzaku snarled, as Morwen bared her teeth.

The captain laughed again, weaving his way through the crowed back to where he'd left his megaphone. "Attention please." The loud demons suddenly fell silent. "As you've noticed, there are a good many teams on this ship. Unfortunately, only one of you will be able to fight in the Dark Tournament. So," a platform rose from the hold of the ship, "each team is to send a fighter to determine who will be that team." A few of the teams grumbled as fighters made their way towards the stairs.

"What are we going to..." Kuwabara's sentence was cut off by a hand over his mouth. Then he noticed their fifth fighter ascend the steps to the ring.

Genkai continued calmly, facing the demons who were glaring at her in rage. They don't even know who I am. Well, this should be fun. Spirit energy gathered around her fist then she fired the Shot Gun into their midst, killing every one of them.

"Wow, the midget's pretty good." Kuwabara declared.

Morwen snorted. ~What an idiot.~

Morwen! Suzaku scolded.

~Well, he is. What was Nevada thinking when she gave that gift to his family?~

That a dunce wouldn't show up?

Their conversation abruptly cut off as they found themselves surrounded by several hundred angry demons.

"Morwen, guard." Suzaku commanded. She sank into her guard, bringing up her spirit energy. Those who would single her out would be in for quite the shock. Her skills were honed by wars past and she knew it was kill or be killed...