Kazuma's white Toyota arrived at the bottom of the hill leading to the temple area. The grounds were littered with fallen branches, trees had been stripped of their bark, and several young saplings had been torn from the ground and had been strung across the ground, like a huge boulder had crushed them to the roots. The stone steps that once led Yusuke and Kazuma the first time they met Genkai, had been smashed by fallen trees and in some places completely shattered by the rain of branches and tree limbs.
"I am almost scared of what awaits us at the top of this broken hill," commented Yusuke in a quiet voice, as he examined the trees leading the foursome to the temple.
"Sis, I don't like this. In all the times I have been on this hill, this is the first time I have been scared about what awaits us," Kazuma's voice trembled with every word from his mouth.
The group stepped cautiously towards the plateau. Yusuke was the first to see the area, when a shocked look came over his face. Words failed to express his feelings or thoughts.
"What's wrong, buddy? All of a sudden you…are…as…white," Kazuma fell to his knees when he caught sight of the temple arena, "It's gone," was all the orange brunette man could muster.
Shizuru quickly turned her face and hid it on Shuu's shoulders. "That explains why we couldn't contacted her by phone. Her temple has been destroyed. Where is she though? Yusuke?"
He scanned the arena, seeing the roof of the main building had collapsed to the ground and its bright green shingles scattered like broken glass. "I can't s…see her. I can detect her p…presence, but…" he replied, still flabbergasted by the carnage of the complete destruction of his master's temple by the tornado that had passed through the region moments before. "She told me long ago this place was her legacy, that her father left her the temple and the entire grounds to her upon his death. The very same place I trained at, to whom she willed the land to upon her own death, she would hand it to me. The very place that Megumi or our unborn son would share someday, it's gone."
Suddenly a cold chill crept across Shizuru's spine, like a crying scream calling out for help from the old woman. "Yusuke, I know you are upset about the temple, but I can hear Genkai's thoughts. She is crying for help. She's trapped and scared."
"I can see her in my mind, Urameshi. I am afraid if we don't do something now, the temple won't be the only thing the tornado took away."
"I see her too, she is under the main temple rooftop," alerted her former student, "Shizuru, can you lift heavy objects?"
"Yeah, well I lift weights every morning before work. I started this after Sakura's birth to help eliminate the stretch marks."
"Good then will you and Kurama grab the far right corner of the roof, Kuwabara and I will grab this far left corner," instructed the black-haired man. The married couple complied with their friend's request and knelt to the ground beside the right corner. Her brother and his old school buddy knelt at the left corner. Simultaneously, all four individuals grabbed their portion of the roof. "I will release a portion of my energy to help us lift," he offered.
"Okay, Shiz, you ready?" wondered the fox demon, as a weave of his whip rope crawled out his shirt sleeve and secured the portion of the roof in both his and his wife's hands, "That will help us lift this thing," he informed.
"On my count of three we lift. Ready? One, two, three, lift." With that the foursome pulled as hard as they could on the weighty roof. To their surprise, the roof with its thick ceramic shingles and cedar rafters was quickly hoisted and turned onto its side like a retractable lid on the ground behind the temple.
Shizuru quickly spotted the old woman lying face down with her legs trapped under the head of her smashed twelve-foot Buddha statue. Shiz raced over to the woman, followed closely by her husband and Yusuke and her brother. "Genkai, we're here. Are you okay, honey?" inquired Shiz in a clear voice, as she knelt down to the old sensei. "Baby bro, can you remove this broken statue off her legs?" Kazuma complied with his sister's request and rolled the cumbersome statue off of her legs gently, as though not to crush them any further.
Shizuru pulled her body from the cedar plank floor and rolled her onto her back. "Oh my gosh, Genkai's not breathing! You guys, help her." The younger woman places her index and middle fingers across the side of the old woman's neck. "She has a weak pulse, means her heart is still working for now."
"Place her on the ground," instructed her doctor husband. Quickly Shuu opened her mouth and placed his mouth over hers. He breathed into her lungs, trying to get her oxygenated. "Come on, honey. Come back to us, please," he begged to her, as he was breathing for her.
"Please, Grandma, come back. I don't want a repeat of what happen ten years ago when I lost you. Please, I need you back," begged her former student, as tears welled in his eyes.