Disclaimer: Yu Yu Hakusho does not belong to me, and Yukimi and Reon belong
to Ryuu no Furui Yami.
Quote of the week: "Shit happens. Sometimes its good shit, sometimes its bad shit, and sometimes its shitty shit." -Kawaii Kitsune Cub (or sometimes its piled six feet high -_-*)
* the door opens and, amid the turbulent gust of wind, what looks like a five-foot, moving snowdrift comes in the door, stunning poor Yusuke.*
Yusuke: o_0?!!
Snowdrift: *starts shaking, and the snow falls off to reveal a very cold and very agitated... Kawaii Kitsune Cub!*
KKC: I hate shoveling snow! I shoveled out three feet last night and it came back double this morning!
Yusuke: o_0 uh... bummer.
KKC: You have no idea! *points at Grimoire* You! Official muse! Go make the authoress a cup of hot tea!
Grimoire: *meekly* yes ma'am.
KKC: Now that that's taken care of, let's type! *turns on laptop and gets to work*
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.
They just stood there and stared as the four creatures wheeled and glided overhead. What else could be done? Cecilia was most likely dead, or very close to it. As the monsters continued their whining victory song, they circled down to take their prize. The four stopped singing and ran towards the dragon's corpse, snapping at each other every so often as they giddily rushed to get the most food. One of them drew close, preparing its fangs to rip away the armor-like scales along the underside of Cecilia's long neck, and its neck plunged downwards- only to be separated from the rest of its body as the wounded dragon lunged at the monster, her own fangs bared.
The other three backed away as the body of their companion stood on its six, hoofed legs for a minute before crumpling into a gory mess in the snow. Cecila, with much effort, crawled back to her talons and viciously hissed, totally ignoring the many burns and gashes along her long, sinewy body. Her wings were mangled and tattered, torn beyond repair and totally useless for flight; and one of the claws on her front right talon was split in two.
"Vermin," she spat, her eyes burning with disgust of the chimera-esque creatures, "leave at once!" The trio merely watched as the dragon shuffled forwards, limping on her right fore foot, blood pouring from her wounds. The thick, red liquid lay in her wake, the pools of blood steaming in the cold air. Her milky-white eyes were just as useless as her wings, but she headed towards the beasts as easily as if she could see. Cecilia's long tail swept behind her and she held her head high, determined to go down proudly fighting.
The lead monster glanced back at its allies with its yellow eyes, and then charged forwards, a flame sparking from deep inside its throat. All six hooves tore up the snow and dirt, wings outstretched to gain extra balance, and mane and tail flaming brightly. IT was even ten feet away when a gray blur whipped in front of Cecilia and the monster's wings were torn off from right above the joint. The creature looked confused at first, but continued its mad sprint - right into the path of Cecilia's energy ray. Said ray crisscrossed over the horse-like creature, and seemed to have no effect on it, until it fell apart in pieces right in front of her cracked and damaged talons, legs still trying to carry it forwards and what was left of its bat wings twitching madly.
If the front lawn had resembled the site of a massacre before, then this was the battlefield of a full-blown war. Yusuke jumped up and readied his spirit gun, but Touya pulled him back down into the snow. "Touya, what are you doing? Cecilia's dying out there!"
"I know... but, we can't-"
" 'We can't' what? Help her? Heal her? Save her goddamn ass?! You're just going to leave her out there to die?" Yusuke asked, and Touya couldn't look in the spirit detective's face. "You know she would hate to go any other way."
"Oh, I understand perfectly. While you're at it, why don't you run out there and die with her. I'm sure it would be appreciated, by not only Cecilia, but the rest of us as well-" Yusuke never got to finish his sentence; however, as he was soon on his back in the snow, the right side of his face throbbing in pain. Yukimi stood over him, holding her stinging hand, and spat, "That is enough!"
Yusuke just gaped at her for a few moments, and then his attention was drawn back to Cecilia as the she-dragon was shoved onto her back by the last two monsters. They had used their long, strong antlers as a wedge and made the dragon lose her already unstable balance. Cecilia fell with a dull thud in the thick snow, and one of the beasts lunged for the exposed flesh between the large armored plates on her chest and the lighter, weaker scales on her stomach. Its fangs flashed once, and then its teeth were rending Cecilia's innards, while she was still alive and very much conscious to feel the pain. She screamed out in agony, a shrill screech that reached even the higher notes the human can't hear, and lashed out with her front talons.
The horse monster leapt back, avoiding her claws with ease. Its companion was not as lucky, and received a jagged, deep gash on its furred side from her cracked claw, then limped over to the sidelines for the dragon to die. "Oh, God..." Lark mumbled, not able to take her eyes off as Cecilia thrashed hopelessly around, her broken wings making it almost impossible to get up from her position on her back. The monster lunged forwards again, and Cecilia kicked out with her back legs, the thickly muscled limbs catching the creature in the gut and sending it flying, its back snapped in two.
The injured monster didn't even glance at the damage the dragon had caused to its companion before flying up high and preparing for an aerial nose- dive attack. Cecilia closed her white, sightless eyes, and waited for the final strike. She was too tired to fight now... too tired to live. The monster was coming closer, dropping like a stone; she could sense its energy, a mix of human Reiki and demon Youki. It couldn't be an undead; it wasn't demon, nor animal. Whatever it was, she hadn't ever sensed anything like it in her thousand plus years of life.
Yusuke winced, expecting the black, flaming meteor to end Cecilia's life right then and there. But instead of the sickening crunch he had been prepared to hear, there was a loud boom, like that of an explosion, and the bat-winged, six-legged horse climbed up in the air. A fairly small projectile barely skirted the monster's flame-ended lion's tail and its gleaming hooves, driving the creature up into the sky. Cecilia seemed to catch her second wind then and, sensing an opportunity, blew her white-blue flame straight upwards, catching the winged monster in the swirling torrent of dragon fire.
Almost comically, the entire group peeked out over the snowdrift, towards the explosion's source, and standing there in the snow, black scarf nearly covering his smug grin, was Suzuka. The demon inventor had what seemed to be... a bazooka (?!) slung across one shoulder and was nonchalantly watching as the six-legged horse/ monster/ thingamajig burned to a crisp in Cecilia's amazing display of firepower.
"Did I miss much?" The inventor asked, dropping the large, and thankfully unloaded, bazooka by his feet. His question went unanswered, since the girls stampeded over him in order to run to Cecilia's side. The dragon tried to get to her feet, but collapsed back into the snow with a groan of pain. "Calm down, Cecila. We'll heal you and you'll be back on your feet in no time!" Holly chirped, trying her best to be cheerful and optimistic despite the predicament. The dragon rolled one milky eye towards her and sarcastically hissed, "Please, don't try and cheer me up. Death isn't such a bad thing you know."
"But your unhatched child!" the witch protested, but Cecilia threateningly growled at her. Holly "eep"-ed and scuttled away from the mutilated dragon, who once again groaned in pain. The low groan heightened in pitch until it became a screaming whine, and blood poured forth from her open jaws. Yukimi panicked and poured her spirit energy into the dragon, stopping the blood and closing some of her wounds with the healing energies. Cecilia stopped coughing up blood and rolled onto her armored stomach, apparently healed for the time being. "Yukimi, I... I think you actually healed her completely," Lark said, her gray-blue eyes wide in disbelief. "No, she couldn't of." Lyra answered, staring at the dragon with the same expression as her sister.
"Why not, little miss sunshine?" Lark glared at Lyra, but a furious spasm from Cecilia immediately shifted her attention. "She's right," Yukimi said, looking with concern at the struggling she-dragon. Cecilia arched her long neck and lifted one cracked claw to her bloody breast, slicing apart the armor-like scales and digging in her flesh with two of her claws. "Cecilia, stop that!" Holly lunged forwards and tried to stop the dragon's attempt at suicide. Cecilia flung the witch away with one flick of the claw, catching the guys' attention as Holly fell towards the bloodstained snow.
Jin, apparently conscious and active again, (with a little help from a revival potion Suzuka was handily carrying around. Convenient, huh?) speedily zoomed over the snow and caught Holly before she landed and helped her to her feet.
"'Ey, you okay Holly?"
"I'm fine, it's Cecilia we should be worried about." The windmaster's attention was brought to where said dragon was seriously hastening her own death. "Oi! Cecilia, what in blazes are you doing?" Cecilia; however, ignored him and continued carving into her chest, finally pulling out a familiar ray egg-shaped object from between the thick scales.
The travelers looked at the dragon's egg in awe for a few moments, Jin muttering under his breath in Gaelic, which would have probably been translated to something along the lines of. "Holy Shit." The four-pronged sac continued its familiar pulsing, luminescent glow while she held it gingerly in her taloned forepaw. Cecilia white eyes were slitted, her body once again going into convulsions, but she still managed to hold the egg without dropping it.
But Yukimi's previous healing seemed to be in vain, as the dragon once again started to cough up blood, though it wasn't as bad as before. "Take it, children. I know I told you to watch over it when my child hatched, but there's no other way now-" Another spasm from Cecilia and she coughed up yet more blood. The blind dragon gently placed the egg in Lyra's hands, whom had rushed over to try and help, and collapsed. Her constant shaking stopped, and Cecilia let out one long, low whine before her blind eyes rolled back and her long neck and head hit the snow with a loud thud. And thus, Cecilia lay in repose; half of her covered in snow, her mangled wings sticking up in the air at an unnatural angle, and the smoking remains of the last of her killers buried in the snow not more than fifty yards away.
All was silent; it seemed wrong to talk during such a scene. Lyra turned her head down from the giant corpse and gazed at the pulsating egg. The pale light lit up her features and she grabbed Suzuka's scarf from right off of his neck, then protectively wrapped the egg in the warm black fleece. "So that's what she did with the egg... hid it in her own body to protect it..." Kurama mumbled, his green eyes full of misery from the death of their, if short-lived, ally.
"I suppose so, but there's no time to be mourning over her death now. I managed to sneak past the monster attacking Safehaven." Suzuka put his hand on Lyra's shoulder, a weak comforting gesture, and sympathetically looked at her.
"Just one monster? That's all?" Shishiwakamaru snorted, but Suzuka's reply was dead serious. "Yeah, just one."
"Then what is this monster?"
"Sleipnir, the legendary horse of the Gods."
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KKC: About Sleipnir, he is a legendary eight-legged horse in Norse Mythology. Typically said to be fast as the wind and untamable, just what is he doing attacking the school? Ah, the possibilities...
Yusuke: Just what do you think you're doing, pitting us against a God?!
KKC: Sleipnir isn't a God, he's a servant of the Gods. And he's just adorable! *Hugs a twenty-foot-tall, eight-legged horse. He's all black, with a golden bridle and big gold eyes.*
Sleipnir: *Whinnies and nuzzles KKC's hair*
Grimoire: *Comes back with hot tea* 0____0 Just when you think you've seen everything...
KKC: *Continues hugging Sleipnir* ^_^ Cutie!
Yusuke: The authoress will appreciate Reviews, and the star of this fic will appreciate the phone numbers of pretty girls.
KKC: Yusuke, no using my fanfictions as a way to get a free date! *Whispers something in Sleipnir's ear*
Sleipnir: *Kicks Yusuke in the rear, sending the spirit detective flying through the wall.* *whinnies and snorts, and gets a sugar cube for a job well done.*
KKC: Now if I could just convince him to plow the roads. Don't suppose ol' Sleipnir here will give me a ride to school, d'ya?
Yusuke: *from rubble* Ow... nope...
KKC: *shrugs* Oh well. Ciao! ^-^
Quote of the week: "Shit happens. Sometimes its good shit, sometimes its bad shit, and sometimes its shitty shit." -Kawaii Kitsune Cub (or sometimes its piled six feet high -_-*)
* the door opens and, amid the turbulent gust of wind, what looks like a five-foot, moving snowdrift comes in the door, stunning poor Yusuke.*
Yusuke: o_0?!!
Snowdrift: *starts shaking, and the snow falls off to reveal a very cold and very agitated... Kawaii Kitsune Cub!*
KKC: I hate shoveling snow! I shoveled out three feet last night and it came back double this morning!
Yusuke: o_0 uh... bummer.
KKC: You have no idea! *points at Grimoire* You! Official muse! Go make the authoress a cup of hot tea!
Grimoire: *meekly* yes ma'am.
KKC: Now that that's taken care of, let's type! *turns on laptop and gets to work*
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.
They just stood there and stared as the four creatures wheeled and glided overhead. What else could be done? Cecilia was most likely dead, or very close to it. As the monsters continued their whining victory song, they circled down to take their prize. The four stopped singing and ran towards the dragon's corpse, snapping at each other every so often as they giddily rushed to get the most food. One of them drew close, preparing its fangs to rip away the armor-like scales along the underside of Cecilia's long neck, and its neck plunged downwards- only to be separated from the rest of its body as the wounded dragon lunged at the monster, her own fangs bared.
The other three backed away as the body of their companion stood on its six, hoofed legs for a minute before crumpling into a gory mess in the snow. Cecila, with much effort, crawled back to her talons and viciously hissed, totally ignoring the many burns and gashes along her long, sinewy body. Her wings were mangled and tattered, torn beyond repair and totally useless for flight; and one of the claws on her front right talon was split in two.
"Vermin," she spat, her eyes burning with disgust of the chimera-esque creatures, "leave at once!" The trio merely watched as the dragon shuffled forwards, limping on her right fore foot, blood pouring from her wounds. The thick, red liquid lay in her wake, the pools of blood steaming in the cold air. Her milky-white eyes were just as useless as her wings, but she headed towards the beasts as easily as if she could see. Cecilia's long tail swept behind her and she held her head high, determined to go down proudly fighting.
The lead monster glanced back at its allies with its yellow eyes, and then charged forwards, a flame sparking from deep inside its throat. All six hooves tore up the snow and dirt, wings outstretched to gain extra balance, and mane and tail flaming brightly. IT was even ten feet away when a gray blur whipped in front of Cecilia and the monster's wings were torn off from right above the joint. The creature looked confused at first, but continued its mad sprint - right into the path of Cecilia's energy ray. Said ray crisscrossed over the horse-like creature, and seemed to have no effect on it, until it fell apart in pieces right in front of her cracked and damaged talons, legs still trying to carry it forwards and what was left of its bat wings twitching madly.
If the front lawn had resembled the site of a massacre before, then this was the battlefield of a full-blown war. Yusuke jumped up and readied his spirit gun, but Touya pulled him back down into the snow. "Touya, what are you doing? Cecilia's dying out there!"
"I know... but, we can't-"
" 'We can't' what? Help her? Heal her? Save her goddamn ass?! You're just going to leave her out there to die?" Yusuke asked, and Touya couldn't look in the spirit detective's face. "You know she would hate to go any other way."
"Oh, I understand perfectly. While you're at it, why don't you run out there and die with her. I'm sure it would be appreciated, by not only Cecilia, but the rest of us as well-" Yusuke never got to finish his sentence; however, as he was soon on his back in the snow, the right side of his face throbbing in pain. Yukimi stood over him, holding her stinging hand, and spat, "That is enough!"
Yusuke just gaped at her for a few moments, and then his attention was drawn back to Cecilia as the she-dragon was shoved onto her back by the last two monsters. They had used their long, strong antlers as a wedge and made the dragon lose her already unstable balance. Cecilia fell with a dull thud in the thick snow, and one of the beasts lunged for the exposed flesh between the large armored plates on her chest and the lighter, weaker scales on her stomach. Its fangs flashed once, and then its teeth were rending Cecilia's innards, while she was still alive and very much conscious to feel the pain. She screamed out in agony, a shrill screech that reached even the higher notes the human can't hear, and lashed out with her front talons.
The horse monster leapt back, avoiding her claws with ease. Its companion was not as lucky, and received a jagged, deep gash on its furred side from her cracked claw, then limped over to the sidelines for the dragon to die. "Oh, God..." Lark mumbled, not able to take her eyes off as Cecilia thrashed hopelessly around, her broken wings making it almost impossible to get up from her position on her back. The monster lunged forwards again, and Cecilia kicked out with her back legs, the thickly muscled limbs catching the creature in the gut and sending it flying, its back snapped in two.
The injured monster didn't even glance at the damage the dragon had caused to its companion before flying up high and preparing for an aerial nose- dive attack. Cecilia closed her white, sightless eyes, and waited for the final strike. She was too tired to fight now... too tired to live. The monster was coming closer, dropping like a stone; she could sense its energy, a mix of human Reiki and demon Youki. It couldn't be an undead; it wasn't demon, nor animal. Whatever it was, she hadn't ever sensed anything like it in her thousand plus years of life.
Yusuke winced, expecting the black, flaming meteor to end Cecilia's life right then and there. But instead of the sickening crunch he had been prepared to hear, there was a loud boom, like that of an explosion, and the bat-winged, six-legged horse climbed up in the air. A fairly small projectile barely skirted the monster's flame-ended lion's tail and its gleaming hooves, driving the creature up into the sky. Cecilia seemed to catch her second wind then and, sensing an opportunity, blew her white-blue flame straight upwards, catching the winged monster in the swirling torrent of dragon fire.
Almost comically, the entire group peeked out over the snowdrift, towards the explosion's source, and standing there in the snow, black scarf nearly covering his smug grin, was Suzuka. The demon inventor had what seemed to be... a bazooka (?!) slung across one shoulder and was nonchalantly watching as the six-legged horse/ monster/ thingamajig burned to a crisp in Cecilia's amazing display of firepower.
"Did I miss much?" The inventor asked, dropping the large, and thankfully unloaded, bazooka by his feet. His question went unanswered, since the girls stampeded over him in order to run to Cecilia's side. The dragon tried to get to her feet, but collapsed back into the snow with a groan of pain. "Calm down, Cecila. We'll heal you and you'll be back on your feet in no time!" Holly chirped, trying her best to be cheerful and optimistic despite the predicament. The dragon rolled one milky eye towards her and sarcastically hissed, "Please, don't try and cheer me up. Death isn't such a bad thing you know."
"But your unhatched child!" the witch protested, but Cecilia threateningly growled at her. Holly "eep"-ed and scuttled away from the mutilated dragon, who once again groaned in pain. The low groan heightened in pitch until it became a screaming whine, and blood poured forth from her open jaws. Yukimi panicked and poured her spirit energy into the dragon, stopping the blood and closing some of her wounds with the healing energies. Cecilia stopped coughing up blood and rolled onto her armored stomach, apparently healed for the time being. "Yukimi, I... I think you actually healed her completely," Lark said, her gray-blue eyes wide in disbelief. "No, she couldn't of." Lyra answered, staring at the dragon with the same expression as her sister.
"Why not, little miss sunshine?" Lark glared at Lyra, but a furious spasm from Cecilia immediately shifted her attention. "She's right," Yukimi said, looking with concern at the struggling she-dragon. Cecilia arched her long neck and lifted one cracked claw to her bloody breast, slicing apart the armor-like scales and digging in her flesh with two of her claws. "Cecilia, stop that!" Holly lunged forwards and tried to stop the dragon's attempt at suicide. Cecilia flung the witch away with one flick of the claw, catching the guys' attention as Holly fell towards the bloodstained snow.
Jin, apparently conscious and active again, (with a little help from a revival potion Suzuka was handily carrying around. Convenient, huh?) speedily zoomed over the snow and caught Holly before she landed and helped her to her feet.
"'Ey, you okay Holly?"
"I'm fine, it's Cecilia we should be worried about." The windmaster's attention was brought to where said dragon was seriously hastening her own death. "Oi! Cecilia, what in blazes are you doing?" Cecilia; however, ignored him and continued carving into her chest, finally pulling out a familiar ray egg-shaped object from between the thick scales.
The travelers looked at the dragon's egg in awe for a few moments, Jin muttering under his breath in Gaelic, which would have probably been translated to something along the lines of. "Holy Shit." The four-pronged sac continued its familiar pulsing, luminescent glow while she held it gingerly in her taloned forepaw. Cecilia white eyes were slitted, her body once again going into convulsions, but she still managed to hold the egg without dropping it.
But Yukimi's previous healing seemed to be in vain, as the dragon once again started to cough up blood, though it wasn't as bad as before. "Take it, children. I know I told you to watch over it when my child hatched, but there's no other way now-" Another spasm from Cecilia and she coughed up yet more blood. The blind dragon gently placed the egg in Lyra's hands, whom had rushed over to try and help, and collapsed. Her constant shaking stopped, and Cecilia let out one long, low whine before her blind eyes rolled back and her long neck and head hit the snow with a loud thud. And thus, Cecilia lay in repose; half of her covered in snow, her mangled wings sticking up in the air at an unnatural angle, and the smoking remains of the last of her killers buried in the snow not more than fifty yards away.
All was silent; it seemed wrong to talk during such a scene. Lyra turned her head down from the giant corpse and gazed at the pulsating egg. The pale light lit up her features and she grabbed Suzuka's scarf from right off of his neck, then protectively wrapped the egg in the warm black fleece. "So that's what she did with the egg... hid it in her own body to protect it..." Kurama mumbled, his green eyes full of misery from the death of their, if short-lived, ally.
"I suppose so, but there's no time to be mourning over her death now. I managed to sneak past the monster attacking Safehaven." Suzuka put his hand on Lyra's shoulder, a weak comforting gesture, and sympathetically looked at her.
"Just one monster? That's all?" Shishiwakamaru snorted, but Suzuka's reply was dead serious. "Yeah, just one."
"Then what is this monster?"
"Sleipnir, the legendary horse of the Gods."
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KKC: About Sleipnir, he is a legendary eight-legged horse in Norse Mythology. Typically said to be fast as the wind and untamable, just what is he doing attacking the school? Ah, the possibilities...
Yusuke: Just what do you think you're doing, pitting us against a God?!
KKC: Sleipnir isn't a God, he's a servant of the Gods. And he's just adorable! *Hugs a twenty-foot-tall, eight-legged horse. He's all black, with a golden bridle and big gold eyes.*
Sleipnir: *Whinnies and nuzzles KKC's hair*
Grimoire: *Comes back with hot tea* 0____0 Just when you think you've seen everything...
KKC: *Continues hugging Sleipnir* ^_^ Cutie!
Yusuke: The authoress will appreciate Reviews, and the star of this fic will appreciate the phone numbers of pretty girls.
KKC: Yusuke, no using my fanfictions as a way to get a free date! *Whispers something in Sleipnir's ear*
Sleipnir: *Kicks Yusuke in the rear, sending the spirit detective flying through the wall.* *whinnies and snorts, and gets a sugar cube for a job well done.*
KKC: Now if I could just convince him to plow the roads. Don't suppose ol' Sleipnir here will give me a ride to school, d'ya?
Yusuke: *from rubble* Ow... nope...
KKC: *shrugs* Oh well. Ciao! ^-^