Disclaimer: I am saddened to say that I do not own YYH; only my characters
used in Hiei's First Love: Ivil, Rolan, the Manihari and Anakari clans and
all of their members, and team explosion. And also the ones in this sequel
so please don't steal. I work very hard on this fan fiction story. R&R
please!
Magic 7 ball: an angry mob will approach you Luna.
Luna: ~right eye twiches~ you can't be serious.
Magic 7 ball: I'm not.
Luna: whatever. ~chucks it at the wall~
Magic 7 ball: Don't say I didn't warn you.
Luna: whatever. R&R people! ^-^
(Clipping some from the previous chapter)
~Later on that night~
It was 9 pm and Ivil was just now getting to the medical lab in the West Tower; she waved at X'on, who was behind a small counter, as she went into a small room where she pulled out of her pockets the two slides of blood and placed them under the microscope. She focused the microscope and looked hard at the two slides. She saw the same thing in each slide: a demented splotch of blood that looked like a messed-up skull, profile view; she put them under a different machine (looked like a scanner/printer combo), which scanned the substance and broke it down into its basic DNA. Still it showed the same results but this machine told whose blood it was....
Ivil shoves the two slides off of the machine, they shatter onto the floor, and Ivil's face shook with anger. She gripped the small chair to the left of her, slowly digging her long nails in the cushion.
"No..........." Ivil muttered softly, gritting her teeth. "This can't be right. This cannot be right!"
She left the room, not even bothering to clean up the broken sides; swarming down the dark corridors, she passed several lit torches that flickered eerily, reflecting her ill-tempered disposition; oblivious to Ivil, somebody was watching her from the darkness. Up in the technology tower, Hiei and Kurama were talking in whisper. They stopped and looked over at Ivil who just appeared in the doorway; her eyes were wide, but her face was plain as she walked over to the screen that showed four different places of the world at once. She looked at the four screens seeing nothing out of the ordinary except for the bottom-left screen: Tokyo's.
"Is this the tape of the destruction you told me about earlier, Kurama?" Ivil asked in a plain tone, her eyes narrowing back to normal.
"Yes, I was just going to look at it again with Hiei so we could maybe find a clue." Kurama looked at Ivil, then back at the screen; he pushed a black button so that the screen of Tokyo was enlarged, pushing the others off the screen so they could look at it better. "Alright." Kurama presses the re- play button and the action begins.
It was 10:30 when they started............................and by midnight, they'd hadn't pinpointed really anything that gave Ivil a reassuring thought that HE wasn't the one who murdered those Anakari members that were stationed in Tokyo. By that time, Kurama was sleeping in a chair and so was Hiei, (he looks so cute when he's asleep =^-^=); Ivil pushed the re-play button again and watched the screen.
Tons of skyscrapers lay in ruin and many more set ablaze as the Anakari group fought against the cloaked figure (picture a dozen people fighting one guy who blocked their every move with no weapons. (O.OT) This dragged on for a half hour with no change in pace, no injuries until............); the cloaked figure slaughtered each and every member, but one: Lieutenant Skye. ( She had rejoined her group after helping Ivil with some errands.) She was breathing heavily, with hundreds of deep gashes in her skin and clothes as she grasps her double-sided axe (her specialty weapon ^_^) and struggles to look at the cloaked figures face from the littered ground. Ivil tries to focus the camera from Sykes point-of-view and get a closer look of the face that just murdered the others of her squad. It was similar to what Kurama had described before: short, layered crimson hair but the eyes were hidden from the camera which puzzled Ivil and didn't really ease her ever rising suspicion. Just after she saw the crimson hair, Skye was cut down by the cloaked figure and blood splattered the ground as she dropped her double-sided axe, falling atop of her squad. (Haia had been watching from the doors, unaware to Kurama, Hiei and Ivil, silently crying as she watched Lieutenant Skye be murdered repeatedly; it hurt her so badly, she was stationary for a long period.)
Ivil slammed her fists onto the counter, startling Kurama and Hiei as they jump from their comfortable positions; before they could even open their mouths; Ivil stomped out of the room, leaving the screen frozen at the heart-tearing murder of Lieutenant Skye.
~Couple days later around noon in Ivil's work area~
Haia hadn't gone to sleep for the past 3 nights (with circles now starting to form around her eyes) working non-stop (for her mom and herself) at trying to figure out who the figure could've been. No luck. (Ivil had a deep, dark suspicion growing in her mind that nothing good was going happen in the next few days. Haia wanted to help her mom find out also since Lieutenant Skye had been friends with her ever since she could remember.) She had been lost in thought until the door creaked open; Kurama entered the work area as Haia turned to acknowledge him, putting her pencil onto the desk.
"Morning Kurama." Haia said plainly as she stretched her arms, softly yawning.
"Morning Haia." Kurama smiled as he placed the tray onto the desk; Haia just looked at the tray of food.
"I'm not hungry."
"C'mon Haia. You've eaten barely anything in the past few days. You've got to eat something." Kurama persisted, pushing a tray of food into her sight; she refused it and pushed it away.
Haia snorts. "I'm too upset to eat Kurama. Lieutenant Skye was one of my best friends."
"Haia, you've been working all night. You at least need some energy."
"Kurama, stop nagging at me. I'm not in a good mood. I'm going into the woods. Don't try to follow me." Haia gets up and walks out of the door.
~Deep in the woods~
There was an odd, chilling mist/fog (whatever you wanna call it ^.^) hanging in the air as Haia kept moving from tree branch to tree branch(leaving a little bit of her fathers trademark expulsion of air), seeming that she didn't want to stop for awhile. Even though the wind howled at her to go back, she paid no mind (yes, she can be very stubborn ^_^T) as she raced through the woods, taking one of her double sided spears out as she narrowed her eyes; she comes to a small circular clearing like the one in her nightmare and has another 'paranoia' flash.
She sees blood, lots of it, splattered on the bare ground where no trees or grass grew. She jumps down( in her thoughts) and lands straight in it, seeing a shine of a bloody sword from the darkness of the woods as she wiped the drops of blood from her face. The sword points towards the ground, then disappears as Haia looks at the crimson floor of the woods; Friends and family members littered the ground as she bent down to pick up a weapon: a ninja throwing star with several tips broken, spattered in blood. The new blood slid down to the other tips and over Haia's scratched hand. She looks up at the tree she was just on and chucked the star into the tree branches. It hit something................more like someone; there was a short silence before the person fell to the ground, chest first, further pushing the star into the masculine body; it's short hair matched that of the bloods and seemed to seep right into the strands of the hair.
Haia snaps herself back into reality, turning around and heads east. She notices nothing strange, minus the fact that the mist had lifted so quickly, leaving the branches wet and slippery. She knew to watch her step, yet she persisted to get to her destination as fast as she could. She slips on one of the small branches and quickly grasps onto a near branch, which did no good as she tried again and again to re-grip that branch, her hands slipping quickly; the branch twanged and waved as she fell about 10 feet. Seconds later she shoots past the branch and continues her journey. She finally gets to her destination: a very steep cliff just at the edge of the island; she sat down on the edge, her bag of double- sided spears laid across her legs as she held onto them, chin on her knees, watching the water ripple and clash onto the jagged rocks below her. This seemed to relieve the enormous amounts of stress (she had been carrying for the past week) as she sighed, cleansing her mind.
~End of Chapter 5~
Luna: Yes I do seem to leave you hanging a lot don't I? ~sweatdrop~
Haia: yes you do. You leave me and the rest of the audience in constant cliffies.
Angry audience: yea!
Luna: sorry sorry! I'm updating on this fan fiction as I think about it!
~a. a. grabs pitchforks and daggers~ get her!
Luna: don't kill meeeeeeeeeeeeeee! ~runs~ I shouda listened to the stupid ball. oh, and grey tears, Mayumi thank you for your reviews. Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! ~piff~
Magic 7 ball: an angry mob will approach you Luna.
Luna: ~right eye twiches~ you can't be serious.
Magic 7 ball: I'm not.
Luna: whatever. ~chucks it at the wall~
Magic 7 ball: Don't say I didn't warn you.
Luna: whatever. R&R people! ^-^
(Clipping some from the previous chapter)
~Later on that night~
It was 9 pm and Ivil was just now getting to the medical lab in the West Tower; she waved at X'on, who was behind a small counter, as she went into a small room where she pulled out of her pockets the two slides of blood and placed them under the microscope. She focused the microscope and looked hard at the two slides. She saw the same thing in each slide: a demented splotch of blood that looked like a messed-up skull, profile view; she put them under a different machine (looked like a scanner/printer combo), which scanned the substance and broke it down into its basic DNA. Still it showed the same results but this machine told whose blood it was....
Ivil shoves the two slides off of the machine, they shatter onto the floor, and Ivil's face shook with anger. She gripped the small chair to the left of her, slowly digging her long nails in the cushion.
"No..........." Ivil muttered softly, gritting her teeth. "This can't be right. This cannot be right!"
She left the room, not even bothering to clean up the broken sides; swarming down the dark corridors, she passed several lit torches that flickered eerily, reflecting her ill-tempered disposition; oblivious to Ivil, somebody was watching her from the darkness. Up in the technology tower, Hiei and Kurama were talking in whisper. They stopped and looked over at Ivil who just appeared in the doorway; her eyes were wide, but her face was plain as she walked over to the screen that showed four different places of the world at once. She looked at the four screens seeing nothing out of the ordinary except for the bottom-left screen: Tokyo's.
"Is this the tape of the destruction you told me about earlier, Kurama?" Ivil asked in a plain tone, her eyes narrowing back to normal.
"Yes, I was just going to look at it again with Hiei so we could maybe find a clue." Kurama looked at Ivil, then back at the screen; he pushed a black button so that the screen of Tokyo was enlarged, pushing the others off the screen so they could look at it better. "Alright." Kurama presses the re- play button and the action begins.
It was 10:30 when they started............................and by midnight, they'd hadn't pinpointed really anything that gave Ivil a reassuring thought that HE wasn't the one who murdered those Anakari members that were stationed in Tokyo. By that time, Kurama was sleeping in a chair and so was Hiei, (he looks so cute when he's asleep =^-^=); Ivil pushed the re-play button again and watched the screen.
Tons of skyscrapers lay in ruin and many more set ablaze as the Anakari group fought against the cloaked figure (picture a dozen people fighting one guy who blocked their every move with no weapons. (O.OT) This dragged on for a half hour with no change in pace, no injuries until............); the cloaked figure slaughtered each and every member, but one: Lieutenant Skye. ( She had rejoined her group after helping Ivil with some errands.) She was breathing heavily, with hundreds of deep gashes in her skin and clothes as she grasps her double-sided axe (her specialty weapon ^_^) and struggles to look at the cloaked figures face from the littered ground. Ivil tries to focus the camera from Sykes point-of-view and get a closer look of the face that just murdered the others of her squad. It was similar to what Kurama had described before: short, layered crimson hair but the eyes were hidden from the camera which puzzled Ivil and didn't really ease her ever rising suspicion. Just after she saw the crimson hair, Skye was cut down by the cloaked figure and blood splattered the ground as she dropped her double-sided axe, falling atop of her squad. (Haia had been watching from the doors, unaware to Kurama, Hiei and Ivil, silently crying as she watched Lieutenant Skye be murdered repeatedly; it hurt her so badly, she was stationary for a long period.)
Ivil slammed her fists onto the counter, startling Kurama and Hiei as they jump from their comfortable positions; before they could even open their mouths; Ivil stomped out of the room, leaving the screen frozen at the heart-tearing murder of Lieutenant Skye.
~Couple days later around noon in Ivil's work area~
Haia hadn't gone to sleep for the past 3 nights (with circles now starting to form around her eyes) working non-stop (for her mom and herself) at trying to figure out who the figure could've been. No luck. (Ivil had a deep, dark suspicion growing in her mind that nothing good was going happen in the next few days. Haia wanted to help her mom find out also since Lieutenant Skye had been friends with her ever since she could remember.) She had been lost in thought until the door creaked open; Kurama entered the work area as Haia turned to acknowledge him, putting her pencil onto the desk.
"Morning Kurama." Haia said plainly as she stretched her arms, softly yawning.
"Morning Haia." Kurama smiled as he placed the tray onto the desk; Haia just looked at the tray of food.
"I'm not hungry."
"C'mon Haia. You've eaten barely anything in the past few days. You've got to eat something." Kurama persisted, pushing a tray of food into her sight; she refused it and pushed it away.
Haia snorts. "I'm too upset to eat Kurama. Lieutenant Skye was one of my best friends."
"Haia, you've been working all night. You at least need some energy."
"Kurama, stop nagging at me. I'm not in a good mood. I'm going into the woods. Don't try to follow me." Haia gets up and walks out of the door.
~Deep in the woods~
There was an odd, chilling mist/fog (whatever you wanna call it ^.^) hanging in the air as Haia kept moving from tree branch to tree branch(leaving a little bit of her fathers trademark expulsion of air), seeming that she didn't want to stop for awhile. Even though the wind howled at her to go back, she paid no mind (yes, she can be very stubborn ^_^T) as she raced through the woods, taking one of her double sided spears out as she narrowed her eyes; she comes to a small circular clearing like the one in her nightmare and has another 'paranoia' flash.
She sees blood, lots of it, splattered on the bare ground where no trees or grass grew. She jumps down( in her thoughts) and lands straight in it, seeing a shine of a bloody sword from the darkness of the woods as she wiped the drops of blood from her face. The sword points towards the ground, then disappears as Haia looks at the crimson floor of the woods; Friends and family members littered the ground as she bent down to pick up a weapon: a ninja throwing star with several tips broken, spattered in blood. The new blood slid down to the other tips and over Haia's scratched hand. She looks up at the tree she was just on and chucked the star into the tree branches. It hit something................more like someone; there was a short silence before the person fell to the ground, chest first, further pushing the star into the masculine body; it's short hair matched that of the bloods and seemed to seep right into the strands of the hair.
Haia snaps herself back into reality, turning around and heads east. She notices nothing strange, minus the fact that the mist had lifted so quickly, leaving the branches wet and slippery. She knew to watch her step, yet she persisted to get to her destination as fast as she could. She slips on one of the small branches and quickly grasps onto a near branch, which did no good as she tried again and again to re-grip that branch, her hands slipping quickly; the branch twanged and waved as she fell about 10 feet. Seconds later she shoots past the branch and continues her journey. She finally gets to her destination: a very steep cliff just at the edge of the island; she sat down on the edge, her bag of double- sided spears laid across her legs as she held onto them, chin on her knees, watching the water ripple and clash onto the jagged rocks below her. This seemed to relieve the enormous amounts of stress (she had been carrying for the past week) as she sighed, cleansing her mind.
~End of Chapter 5~
Luna: Yes I do seem to leave you hanging a lot don't I? ~sweatdrop~
Haia: yes you do. You leave me and the rest of the audience in constant cliffies.
Angry audience: yea!
Luna: sorry sorry! I'm updating on this fan fiction as I think about it!
~a. a. grabs pitchforks and daggers~ get her!
Luna: don't kill meeeeeeeeeeeeeee! ~runs~ I shouda listened to the stupid ball. oh, and grey tears, Mayumi thank you for your reviews. Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! ~piff~