Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho...yet. And again, Yukimi and Reon
(Yukimi's pet kitten) belong to Ryuu no Furui Yami.
Quote of the week: "Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy."
KKC: *sighs and reclines back in computer chair* *starts humming "I like Turkey" by Adam Sandler under her breath*
Grimoire: Well, somebody's happy... What did you do this time?
KKC: Grim, I can't believe you would just jump to a conclusion like that! What could possibly make you think I did anythi-
Chris: *walks into KKC's room. His right eyebrow is shaved off* ...you...
KKC: Eep... *clears throat and holds out hand to Chris* Truce?
Chris: *glares at his sister for a moment, then shakes her hand* Truce. *glares at KKC some more, then leaves the room to drown his sorrows in video games*
Grimoire: Wasn't that a bit... lenient for what he did to your tail?
KKC: Well, I can always hide my tail; he can't hide his eyebrow, though. Besides, he hasn't seen the digital pictures I printed up and passed out to his friends.
Grimoire: I must say: it's respectably evil.
KKC: Thank 'ya. Now, thanks to my faithful reviewers, I have enough energy to finish typing this up! Onward, I say, onward!
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Who knew that they would be flying back home on a dragon?
To Kurama's immense relief, Kuwabara and Yusuke had managed to find a set of clothing that fit him, and the fox soon was able to hold a conversation with Cecilia, whom had returned to her human disguise. Surprisingly, the dragon was feeling courteous enough to fly them back to the academy, and soon the fourteen adventurers (Chuu, Touya, and Rinku included) were on their way back home. Yukimi told the crew she was traveling around the country anyways and had always wanted to see the famed school herself, so she tossed her bags up on Cecilia's scaly back and, along with Reon, prepared herself for the long flight to the academy.
The trip was pretty uneventful until the early morning of the second day of their travels across the ocean, a bright and sunny December twenty-fourth. Surprisingly, no one was in the Christmas mood, but maybe it had to do with what the cold, Northern wind had brought in. Kurama had just woken up when the little fluff ball had entangled itself in his red hair, and soon he felt the clawed, four-toed feet and heard the familiar squeaks of whom else but Salvatore. The lovebird climbed out of the fox's hair, with help from both Kurama and Lyra, and was soon sitting on his owner's shoulder, his feathers fluffed up to guard against the wind. Lyra was busy untying a small note that was attached to Salvatore's sturdy little leg with twine, when Yukimi asked, "Er... what is a parrot doing this far up north?"
"He's not just any parrot, he's my pet. It looks like someone was using him to deliver a message." Lyra took the small parcel from her pet bird and unrolled it, then read it quickly and silently. "Shit."
"What?" Lark asked, trying to read the letter from over her sister's shoulder. She only caught a few words, "Help" - "undead attacking"-- and "Oh yeah, Merry Christmas, Lyonell", before Lyra quickly folded it back up and passed it to Kurama. The fox took one look and shook his head. "This is bad... Cecilia!"
"What is it, fox kit?" the dragon replied, the voice rumbling from somewhere way up front where her head was.
"Double time. A horde of undead attacked the school."
"Right, we'll be there in about an hour." Cecilia's leathery wings shuddered and flapped twice as hard. Instead of the calm breeze that had encased the travelers just a few minutes before was turned into a roaring, cutting wind as the dragon flew at top speed to the Academy.
True to her word, Cecilia had landed on the lawn in front of the main office buildings in a little less than an hour. The fourteen of them scrambled off and Holly and Jin took to the sky, following the screeching Salvatore. The lovebird circled twice before flying east, towards the cafeteria. Jin kept even with Holly, fighting the urge to rush ahead as fast as the wind would allow. The witch noticed Jin's uneasiness and said, "Jin, go on ahead."
"Hm? You sure?"
"Yeah. The sooner you get there, the sooner we can drive out any remaining undead."
"Right, see ya!" The red-haired youkai did a backwards flip in mid-air and sped ahead; he was soon a speck in the grey sky. Snow had fallen while they were gone, and it now blanketed the entire campus in a two foot-thick layer of delicate, glistening, snowflakes. What stained the snow wasn't exactly as pretty, however. The glistening white had been turned to a dirty red color, and the snow had been trampled flat in the places where the blood had been spilled.
"My god..." Lark stumbled through the snow, her eyes wide open, taking the scene in. "What the hell happened?" Tears stung her blue-gray eyes, and she brushed them away. She'd be damned if she let them see her cry.
"Looks like a struggle. I'm starting to wonder how long ago Lyonell sent Salvatore after us." Kurama stated, bending down to get a closer look. Kuwabara's duffel bag shuddered, and zipped open of its own accord. Bones began to pile out of the overturned bag, and arranged themselves into the lovable canine skeleton, which started to sniff around, despite the fact he had no nose. Yukimi skittered away from the living skeleton and hid behind the closest thing to her: Touya. The icemaster gave her a strange look and pointed to the busy Bones. "What is that thing? Another pet?"
"Yep." Kuwabara watched as his unusual pet ecstatically sniffed at a large bloodstain. Bones took a few more whiffs of the stained snow, then threw back his skull and clacked loud enough for everyone to hear. "Good boy, Bones! What'd you find?" Kuwabara dug down where the skeleton was prancing around and his hands grasped around a solid object. "Hey, I got something!" He exclaimed, pulling his find out from the snow to reveal... a decapitated, rotting head. The teen shrieked and tossed it away like it was a rabid ferret, then accidentally kicked something underneath the thick blanket of snow.
"What the..?" Chuu felt something stir from below his own feet as well and bent down to dig away the cover with his hands. All was silent and totally still for a moment, until a blackish, imp-like creature clung onto Chuu's arm and drove its rotted fangs into his arm. The Aussie Youkai howled enough swears to put a sailor to shame and grabbed it by the scruff of the neck. He tried to rip it off, and indeed, the body separated easily enough; however, the head was still attached to his arm, rolling eyes, slobbering fangs, and all. Rinku's eyes widened and his hand automatically went to the small bag at his waist. Slipping on the strings around his fingers, he wound the yo-yo's around the head, and with a mighty tug, pulled it free from his friend. "The heck was that?" the young demon asked, staring at the wrenched off head, which was still trying to grab hold onto something with its sharp teeth.
"I dunno, but it looks like it was poisonous." Chuu muttered, looking at his arm, which was now turning a lovely shade of purple.
"That was an undead... I think." Lyra said, pointing the decapitated head. Cecilia bent her long neck back to look at the object in question, and a chill ran down her scales. "Nasty thing, it is." She growled, her eyes holding as much repulsion for the still-active head as a dragon could muster. Without warning, she opened her mouth and let loose a stream of blue-white flame that incinerated the living corpse to ashes in a matter of seconds. Now that the undead was put down, Yukimi carefully inspected Chuu's arm. "It'll be no problem to heal. This looks like a poison-imp bite."
"Gee, I never would've guessed." Chuu dryly retorted, but his eyebrows rose in consideration as the sixteen-year-old drove out the poison with her spirit energy. Their relief was short-lived; however, as a shrill scream ripped through the crisp, winter air. "Damn! You guys stay here, I'll go check it out." Yusuke said, already running over to the suspected source of the scream.
The first thing the spirit detective saw was a large griffin attacking Holly from the air. The witch was in a total retreat, and was trying to summon a windshield to protect herself from the lion-eagle's sharp talons. Yusuke carefully aimed and shot his spirit gun, stunning the griffin, and the creature spiraled down into the snow and, regaining consciousness, flapped its feathered wings to get itself airborne again. This time it was joined by a second bird-beast, this one a dark brown in color, and the two once again clustered around Holly to attack. The Spirit detective was trying to get a clear shot with his spirit gun again, but the griffons stayed too close to the witch to ensure she wouldn't be caught in the blast.
Yusuke was about to try and lure the rabid griffons away when a red blur shot down from the sky and rammed the two attackers away from Holly. Said witch regained balance on her broomstick and tried to get a good look at her savior, but the blur was becoming too fast to see and, even as the two students watched, was tearing the griffons apart from the mere winds that followed his furious attack. "The hell is that?" Yusuke shouted, trying to be heard above the invisible blur's roaring winds. His question was answered; however, as the words, "Tornado Fist!" punctured the air. Each fist sent a griffon flying amid the roar of the miniature whirlwinds wrapped around the redheaded demon's arms.
The two winged beasts shrieked, their gold eyes widening as Jin charged at them again, turned and fled. As the griffons retreated, Jin sighed and his pupils dilated from the slivers of blue that they had been while he had fought the creatures in a berserk rage. Holly just stared at him for a moment before zooming down next to the panting windmaster, and helping steady him in the air. "S'okay, I'll be fine. Just a bit tired." Jin smiled up at her and his eyes rolled back in his head. Holly expertly caught his body on her broomstick and floated down until she gently landed next to Yusuke. "Well, I guess that takes care of that problem." He stated, and then pointed his index finger in the direction the two griffons had fled in. The attack charged up around the tip of his finger, then blasted off in a spectacular lightshow of blue spirit energy.
"Was that really-" a loud squawk interrupted Holly, and the witch glanced backwards as one of the griffons exploded from the attack, scattering brown feathers unto the bloodstained snow. The bird-lion's entrails splattered across the back lawn, just falling short of the three students, and Holly continued. "Necessary..." Yusuke shrugged and they started heading back towards the rest of the group. Well, Holly flew just above Yusuke's head and Jin was slumped over the broomstick as they met up with the others.
Yukimi sighed, and proceeded to heal Jin's minor wounds. However, something else besides Jin's numerous injuries was bugging her. "How come," she said, "Everyone is missing?" There was a big awkward silence, until Rogerik finally spoke up.
"Probably barricaded themselves in when the undead appeared."
"Either that or they're dead." Hiei stated. Lark glared at the fire demon. "Gee, what a little ray of sunshine and hope YOU are." Hiei glared at her and "Hn"-ed, but otherwise said nothing. The group continued to muse about this in silence until a loud rumble filled the air. All of them jumped a little and Holly took off on her broom. "Oh shit on toast..." She muttered, looking over the horizon.
Rumbling over the lawn, hooves ripping up the snow as they charged, were four giant creatures. They each stood on six hooved legs, like those of a horse, with sleek brown fur and flaming manes. The head resembled that of a deer, but their eyes were a feral yellow teeth sharp like a carnivore's. Their mammoth antlers faced forwards, the sharp prongs ready to impale anything that got in its way. The tail was like that of a lion's, flame burning brightly at the end instead of fur. Strangely enough, a pair of leathery bat wings arched gracefully from their shoulders. If anything, they didn't look as if they were undead, but that didn't mean they weren't dangerous.
"What is it?" Kurama asked Cecilia, who was arching her long neck so as to better see the intruders. "No idea." She hissed, and stepped in front of the group, wings flared to make herself look bigger. "Just stay out of the way. I'll deal with them." The group skittered off to the sidelines as the first beast reached the crest of the hill and reared up, kicking its four front legs in the air. It emitted a high-pitched whinny and charged down, the other three following it. In unison, they jumped into the air and spread their wings wide, caught an updraft of cold winter wind, and soared up high above Cecilia's head. The dragon growled and lifted off, pumping her gigantic wings quickly to match speeds.
The five battlers weaved in between each other, shooting long streams of flame in every direction. While two of the creatures attacked from the front and the dragon's left, one snuck up on Cecilia from the back and another from her right. They each shot a torrent of red fire into the middle of their trap, and Cecilia went spiraling down into the snow, thudded once, twice, and finally lay motionless in a pool of rapidly spreading blood.
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KKC: I apologize for not updating last week, but I suffered a major brain fart, which is more commonly known as "Writer's Block". And SOMEONE was just NO help in the matter. *Glares at Grimoire*
Grimoire: *nervously gulps and cringes in corner* I tried...
KKC: This fic is NOT the "Grimoire action/adventure hour"!
Grimoire: Well I thought the idea sounded nice...
KKC: *Sighs* I give up... Anyone want to take Grim off my hands for the rest of Thanksgiving vacation? Anyone? Please?
Grimoire: Oh, I'm just your "beloved" muse, aren't I? Trying to bid me off to the highest seller... *grumble grumble*
KKC: Well, have a happy Thanksgiving. Oh, and don't ever put cranberry sauce and gravy on pumpkin pie unless there is more than one bathroom in the house. Trust me on this.
Grimoire: *knowingly nods* ...yeah...
KKC: Ciao! ^-^v
Quote of the week: "Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy."
KKC: *sighs and reclines back in computer chair* *starts humming "I like Turkey" by Adam Sandler under her breath*
Grimoire: Well, somebody's happy... What did you do this time?
KKC: Grim, I can't believe you would just jump to a conclusion like that! What could possibly make you think I did anythi-
Chris: *walks into KKC's room. His right eyebrow is shaved off* ...you...
KKC: Eep... *clears throat and holds out hand to Chris* Truce?
Chris: *glares at his sister for a moment, then shakes her hand* Truce. *glares at KKC some more, then leaves the room to drown his sorrows in video games*
Grimoire: Wasn't that a bit... lenient for what he did to your tail?
KKC: Well, I can always hide my tail; he can't hide his eyebrow, though. Besides, he hasn't seen the digital pictures I printed up and passed out to his friends.
Grimoire: I must say: it's respectably evil.
KKC: Thank 'ya. Now, thanks to my faithful reviewers, I have enough energy to finish typing this up! Onward, I say, onward!
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Who knew that they would be flying back home on a dragon?
To Kurama's immense relief, Kuwabara and Yusuke had managed to find a set of clothing that fit him, and the fox soon was able to hold a conversation with Cecilia, whom had returned to her human disguise. Surprisingly, the dragon was feeling courteous enough to fly them back to the academy, and soon the fourteen adventurers (Chuu, Touya, and Rinku included) were on their way back home. Yukimi told the crew she was traveling around the country anyways and had always wanted to see the famed school herself, so she tossed her bags up on Cecilia's scaly back and, along with Reon, prepared herself for the long flight to the academy.
The trip was pretty uneventful until the early morning of the second day of their travels across the ocean, a bright and sunny December twenty-fourth. Surprisingly, no one was in the Christmas mood, but maybe it had to do with what the cold, Northern wind had brought in. Kurama had just woken up when the little fluff ball had entangled itself in his red hair, and soon he felt the clawed, four-toed feet and heard the familiar squeaks of whom else but Salvatore. The lovebird climbed out of the fox's hair, with help from both Kurama and Lyra, and was soon sitting on his owner's shoulder, his feathers fluffed up to guard against the wind. Lyra was busy untying a small note that was attached to Salvatore's sturdy little leg with twine, when Yukimi asked, "Er... what is a parrot doing this far up north?"
"He's not just any parrot, he's my pet. It looks like someone was using him to deliver a message." Lyra took the small parcel from her pet bird and unrolled it, then read it quickly and silently. "Shit."
"What?" Lark asked, trying to read the letter from over her sister's shoulder. She only caught a few words, "Help" - "undead attacking"-- and "Oh yeah, Merry Christmas, Lyonell", before Lyra quickly folded it back up and passed it to Kurama. The fox took one look and shook his head. "This is bad... Cecilia!"
"What is it, fox kit?" the dragon replied, the voice rumbling from somewhere way up front where her head was.
"Double time. A horde of undead attacked the school."
"Right, we'll be there in about an hour." Cecilia's leathery wings shuddered and flapped twice as hard. Instead of the calm breeze that had encased the travelers just a few minutes before was turned into a roaring, cutting wind as the dragon flew at top speed to the Academy.
True to her word, Cecilia had landed on the lawn in front of the main office buildings in a little less than an hour. The fourteen of them scrambled off and Holly and Jin took to the sky, following the screeching Salvatore. The lovebird circled twice before flying east, towards the cafeteria. Jin kept even with Holly, fighting the urge to rush ahead as fast as the wind would allow. The witch noticed Jin's uneasiness and said, "Jin, go on ahead."
"Hm? You sure?"
"Yeah. The sooner you get there, the sooner we can drive out any remaining undead."
"Right, see ya!" The red-haired youkai did a backwards flip in mid-air and sped ahead; he was soon a speck in the grey sky. Snow had fallen while they were gone, and it now blanketed the entire campus in a two foot-thick layer of delicate, glistening, snowflakes. What stained the snow wasn't exactly as pretty, however. The glistening white had been turned to a dirty red color, and the snow had been trampled flat in the places where the blood had been spilled.
"My god..." Lark stumbled through the snow, her eyes wide open, taking the scene in. "What the hell happened?" Tears stung her blue-gray eyes, and she brushed them away. She'd be damned if she let them see her cry.
"Looks like a struggle. I'm starting to wonder how long ago Lyonell sent Salvatore after us." Kurama stated, bending down to get a closer look. Kuwabara's duffel bag shuddered, and zipped open of its own accord. Bones began to pile out of the overturned bag, and arranged themselves into the lovable canine skeleton, which started to sniff around, despite the fact he had no nose. Yukimi skittered away from the living skeleton and hid behind the closest thing to her: Touya. The icemaster gave her a strange look and pointed to the busy Bones. "What is that thing? Another pet?"
"Yep." Kuwabara watched as his unusual pet ecstatically sniffed at a large bloodstain. Bones took a few more whiffs of the stained snow, then threw back his skull and clacked loud enough for everyone to hear. "Good boy, Bones! What'd you find?" Kuwabara dug down where the skeleton was prancing around and his hands grasped around a solid object. "Hey, I got something!" He exclaimed, pulling his find out from the snow to reveal... a decapitated, rotting head. The teen shrieked and tossed it away like it was a rabid ferret, then accidentally kicked something underneath the thick blanket of snow.
"What the..?" Chuu felt something stir from below his own feet as well and bent down to dig away the cover with his hands. All was silent and totally still for a moment, until a blackish, imp-like creature clung onto Chuu's arm and drove its rotted fangs into his arm. The Aussie Youkai howled enough swears to put a sailor to shame and grabbed it by the scruff of the neck. He tried to rip it off, and indeed, the body separated easily enough; however, the head was still attached to his arm, rolling eyes, slobbering fangs, and all. Rinku's eyes widened and his hand automatically went to the small bag at his waist. Slipping on the strings around his fingers, he wound the yo-yo's around the head, and with a mighty tug, pulled it free from his friend. "The heck was that?" the young demon asked, staring at the wrenched off head, which was still trying to grab hold onto something with its sharp teeth.
"I dunno, but it looks like it was poisonous." Chuu muttered, looking at his arm, which was now turning a lovely shade of purple.
"That was an undead... I think." Lyra said, pointing the decapitated head. Cecilia bent her long neck back to look at the object in question, and a chill ran down her scales. "Nasty thing, it is." She growled, her eyes holding as much repulsion for the still-active head as a dragon could muster. Without warning, she opened her mouth and let loose a stream of blue-white flame that incinerated the living corpse to ashes in a matter of seconds. Now that the undead was put down, Yukimi carefully inspected Chuu's arm. "It'll be no problem to heal. This looks like a poison-imp bite."
"Gee, I never would've guessed." Chuu dryly retorted, but his eyebrows rose in consideration as the sixteen-year-old drove out the poison with her spirit energy. Their relief was short-lived; however, as a shrill scream ripped through the crisp, winter air. "Damn! You guys stay here, I'll go check it out." Yusuke said, already running over to the suspected source of the scream.
The first thing the spirit detective saw was a large griffin attacking Holly from the air. The witch was in a total retreat, and was trying to summon a windshield to protect herself from the lion-eagle's sharp talons. Yusuke carefully aimed and shot his spirit gun, stunning the griffin, and the creature spiraled down into the snow and, regaining consciousness, flapped its feathered wings to get itself airborne again. This time it was joined by a second bird-beast, this one a dark brown in color, and the two once again clustered around Holly to attack. The Spirit detective was trying to get a clear shot with his spirit gun again, but the griffons stayed too close to the witch to ensure she wouldn't be caught in the blast.
Yusuke was about to try and lure the rabid griffons away when a red blur shot down from the sky and rammed the two attackers away from Holly. Said witch regained balance on her broomstick and tried to get a good look at her savior, but the blur was becoming too fast to see and, even as the two students watched, was tearing the griffons apart from the mere winds that followed his furious attack. "The hell is that?" Yusuke shouted, trying to be heard above the invisible blur's roaring winds. His question was answered; however, as the words, "Tornado Fist!" punctured the air. Each fist sent a griffon flying amid the roar of the miniature whirlwinds wrapped around the redheaded demon's arms.
The two winged beasts shrieked, their gold eyes widening as Jin charged at them again, turned and fled. As the griffons retreated, Jin sighed and his pupils dilated from the slivers of blue that they had been while he had fought the creatures in a berserk rage. Holly just stared at him for a moment before zooming down next to the panting windmaster, and helping steady him in the air. "S'okay, I'll be fine. Just a bit tired." Jin smiled up at her and his eyes rolled back in his head. Holly expertly caught his body on her broomstick and floated down until she gently landed next to Yusuke. "Well, I guess that takes care of that problem." He stated, and then pointed his index finger in the direction the two griffons had fled in. The attack charged up around the tip of his finger, then blasted off in a spectacular lightshow of blue spirit energy.
"Was that really-" a loud squawk interrupted Holly, and the witch glanced backwards as one of the griffons exploded from the attack, scattering brown feathers unto the bloodstained snow. The bird-lion's entrails splattered across the back lawn, just falling short of the three students, and Holly continued. "Necessary..." Yusuke shrugged and they started heading back towards the rest of the group. Well, Holly flew just above Yusuke's head and Jin was slumped over the broomstick as they met up with the others.
Yukimi sighed, and proceeded to heal Jin's minor wounds. However, something else besides Jin's numerous injuries was bugging her. "How come," she said, "Everyone is missing?" There was a big awkward silence, until Rogerik finally spoke up.
"Probably barricaded themselves in when the undead appeared."
"Either that or they're dead." Hiei stated. Lark glared at the fire demon. "Gee, what a little ray of sunshine and hope YOU are." Hiei glared at her and "Hn"-ed, but otherwise said nothing. The group continued to muse about this in silence until a loud rumble filled the air. All of them jumped a little and Holly took off on her broom. "Oh shit on toast..." She muttered, looking over the horizon.
Rumbling over the lawn, hooves ripping up the snow as they charged, were four giant creatures. They each stood on six hooved legs, like those of a horse, with sleek brown fur and flaming manes. The head resembled that of a deer, but their eyes were a feral yellow teeth sharp like a carnivore's. Their mammoth antlers faced forwards, the sharp prongs ready to impale anything that got in its way. The tail was like that of a lion's, flame burning brightly at the end instead of fur. Strangely enough, a pair of leathery bat wings arched gracefully from their shoulders. If anything, they didn't look as if they were undead, but that didn't mean they weren't dangerous.
"What is it?" Kurama asked Cecilia, who was arching her long neck so as to better see the intruders. "No idea." She hissed, and stepped in front of the group, wings flared to make herself look bigger. "Just stay out of the way. I'll deal with them." The group skittered off to the sidelines as the first beast reached the crest of the hill and reared up, kicking its four front legs in the air. It emitted a high-pitched whinny and charged down, the other three following it. In unison, they jumped into the air and spread their wings wide, caught an updraft of cold winter wind, and soared up high above Cecilia's head. The dragon growled and lifted off, pumping her gigantic wings quickly to match speeds.
The five battlers weaved in between each other, shooting long streams of flame in every direction. While two of the creatures attacked from the front and the dragon's left, one snuck up on Cecilia from the back and another from her right. They each shot a torrent of red fire into the middle of their trap, and Cecilia went spiraling down into the snow, thudded once, twice, and finally lay motionless in a pool of rapidly spreading blood.
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KKC: I apologize for not updating last week, but I suffered a major brain fart, which is more commonly known as "Writer's Block". And SOMEONE was just NO help in the matter. *Glares at Grimoire*
Grimoire: *nervously gulps and cringes in corner* I tried...
KKC: This fic is NOT the "Grimoire action/adventure hour"!
Grimoire: Well I thought the idea sounded nice...
KKC: *Sighs* I give up... Anyone want to take Grim off my hands for the rest of Thanksgiving vacation? Anyone? Please?
Grimoire: Oh, I'm just your "beloved" muse, aren't I? Trying to bid me off to the highest seller... *grumble grumble*
KKC: Well, have a happy Thanksgiving. Oh, and don't ever put cranberry sauce and gravy on pumpkin pie unless there is more than one bathroom in the house. Trust me on this.
Grimoire: *knowingly nods* ...yeah...
KKC: Ciao! ^-^v