As my mind is continuously thinking, I have thought of a new story idea. This is a Mary Sue that is attempting not to be one, but is probably failing miserably. Besides, this is really more for my own enjoyment than for anything else. I realize that Mary Sue's are more fun to write than to read, so if people don't review, I won't be too offended. Just, no flaming. They only either go into my fireplace or into a really nasty A/N, so don't bother.
Disclaimer: The only thing I own in this story is my original character, and even that isn't entirely original because I'm sure other people have done something incredibly similar.
"Talking." 'Thinking'. Not too difficult. Besides, isn't it some sort of standard by now and we don't really have to be pointing it out? Ah well, I guess not.
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SkavaChapter 1: Sunny and snowy pursuit
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Yusuke was bored. He lounged on the roof of his school, once again cutting class, soaking up the sun and hoping Keiko wouldn't find him. Nothing new of any interest had presented itself, although a particular gust of wind that morning and a certain female skirt had brought a moment's laugh. Yusuke grinned, remembering how loud that girl had shrieked. What was her name? Ah, it didn't matter. Anyway, he had no cases, his teacher's were as tyrannical as ever and no new thugs had presented themselves to be pounded into the ground. It all added up to one inevitable fact. Yusuke was bored.
Suddenly a shout pierced his boredom induced stupor.
"YUSUKE URAMESHI!!"
'Oh crap,' he thought. 'Keiko. Why does she always have to find me? Does she have a radar pinned on me or something?' (A/N: HOW DID HE KNOW?!)
"YUSUKE! Why weren't you in class?! You missed the entire first half of the day, you know. I mean, how long can someone keep up this lazy, slacker attitude? You have a future to worry about, and if you don't do something about now, you'll be stuck in school forever!!" (A/N: Is he in high school or middle school? I can't remember!) Yusuke, however, was not really paying attention. As Keiko continued to rant on about the importance of school and getting good grades, Yusuke's mind had taken a turn down the tune-out-and-concentrate-on-how-nice-the-sun-feels-after-such-a-long-winter road. His eyes began to shut as if they had a will of their own, and he slowly drifted off.
"And this year- OH I DON'T BELIEVE THIS! HOW CAN YOU BE ASLEEP?!"
She raced through the forest, slightly pointed ears tuned for any sound of danger. They were coming, she could feel them. The snow crunched beneath her feet as she continued to sprint through the trees of what would have been- in any other situation- a very beautiful forest. Suddenly, she stopped. Breath misting as she panted, she spun around, scanning the clearing for the enemy. Her hand strayed to the hilt of her katana, loosening it slightly so it could be drawn quickly when required. Then, a footstep in the snow caught her senses. They were behind her, and slowly moving in, hoping to catch her unawares and ambush her. She grinned, despite the situation.
'Foolish demons,' she thought. 'They just don't know me very well. I guess I'll have to teach them a lesson' She pretended she hadn't heard them, and continued to scan the trees, as if she still searched. However, every one of her five senses- and even a little of a sixth- were trained on the three hunters that sought to capture her.
'Why does everyone want this stupid bounty anyways? I mean, it's not like it's going to do all that much anyways.' Then she remembered how much the people in charge of that sort of thing had added to it after her recent thieving bout. 'Oh yeah. There is the fact that it will make whoever gets it filthy rich. But surely they must realize that I have this price for a reason. Oh, crap, here they come.' Suddenly, her pursuers gave up on surprise and leapt at once. She whipped around, sword drawn, then bent her knees into a half crouch, head up, staring would be death in the face. All three of her thug pursuers where demons, and not very high level ones at that, but they came flying towards her at an alarming rate. However, an instant before their swords cut through her skin, she vanished. All three demons crashed into the snow with a loud THUD before rolling several feet, bruising themselves not a little bit in the process. As they climbed to their feet, bewildered, they saw nothing but a thin line of tracks leading out of the clearing and heard nothing but a thin, piping laughter carrying over the breeze.
"Damn it," one of them growled. "How can she run so fast?"
"And how can she laugh?" Another continued.
"That bounty isn't for nothing," entered the last. "Maybe we should give her up."
"Don't be stupid. Whoever gets that bounty will live in luxury for the rest of his days, and I intend that person to be ME!" With this, he got up and stalked off, crying back, "Come on, we're going after her." The two still on the ground grumbled for awhile, but succumbed to their leader's wishes and got up, stamping after him.
He perched on a tree branch, red eyes fixed on the now empty clearing. As a slight breeze picked up, his black cloak picked up and began to swirl. However, the wind was hardly enough to move the mass of black hair that appeared to be held up using wood glue. (A/N: WELL IT DOES!) He pondered over what he'd just seen. Clearly the girl had talent. Her fluid movement and speed were clear indicators of that. Still he wondered. Had she been forced to use it, how good was she with that sword she carried? He wondered, and was interested enough to pick up the trail and follow it. Just as an experiment.
Again, she ran. 'Man, don't they ever get tired of this? It's just the same old thing, run and run and run and oh wait they caught up but run and run and run…Why can't they take a hint?!" Again she found herself forced to dodge blades as her attackers tried once again to bring her down. 'I mean, you got to give these guys points for persistency, but when do they draw the line?! They've definitely crossed mine!' As she rambled in her mind, she failed to notice that the attackers now had a helper. 'Oh crap! There's one more!' As the blade sliced down, she instantly had her own up and blocking the silver would-be death instrument of her would-be executioner. Her demon 'friend' bore down with all his strength, and with his height, weight, and position advantage, she could feel her knees giving way.
'Oh crap oh crap oh crap…' finally, she broke off, hit the ground, and rolled, barely missing being sliced in half. Quickly, she rose up into a half crouch, facing her attacker, sword drawn and out. As he turned to face her, she slowly rose up onto her feet for mobility and all around common sense. However, she'd forgotten the other members in her little pursuit squad. As she was sizing up her opponent (large, overbearing, not horrible with a sword but not spectacular), she quickly found herself dodging and parrying to at least three blades as all her other attackers began (A/N: well, what'd you expect?) attacking her at once.
Hiei watched from a nearby tree. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the skill of that girl. She moved fluidly and quickly, almost as well as himself. Her sword seemed a part of her, like she was born carrying one. Such an ease was only found through years and years of practice. He wondered how old this demon girl was. Demons age differently, there was no way of telling. She could be centuries old for all anyone knew. He almost found himself wondering who would win in a fight between them, but caught himself. He would never fight her, so there would be no reason to ponder on the outcome of a fictional battle. He remembered his purpose for being in this ice world in the first place. Yukina had not contacted the Rekei Tantei in quite a while, and he was sent to make sure she was okay. The reasoning was that he would go anyway, why not make it legal? With a cold disinterest he noticed that the girl-with-no-name had managed to slice all of her attackers cleanly through.
She stood and sheathed her sword, said a quick prayer to the souls of the recently departed, then began to walk away, just a little bit down-hearted.
'Damn,' she thought. 'I ended up killing them anyway. Why did they have to be stupid and chase me? I mean, they were crooks, it's really not my fault, but I still don't like it.' However, before she reached the edge of the slight clearing, she heard a twig snap as a body softly hit the ground. She whipped around, long silver hair flowing behind her, to stare at the place where the noise had come from.
'Damn it!' thought the flame demon angrily. 'I let myself get sloppy once, and look what happens. Damn it all to hell!' He looked up from his kneel and saw that the girl (whatever her name was) had responded to his slight noise incredibly quickly. She was poised in a half crouch, hand resting on her blade (already loosened to make drawing of it much quicker) as her eyes scanned the area, looking for the hiding one.
As he froze, hoping she couldn't see him, he couldn't help but notice her looks. Her long silver hair shown in the sun, and her eyes were a curious gray-blue with a hint of silver. She was dressed in a slightly more movable version of a kimono, long sleeves and pants with a drape covering her upper body (I'm lazy, think of young Genkai). Her pants and sleeves were white, while the drape was of a dark, royal blue. Her slightly pointed ears were twitching, trying to find her follower by catching the tell-tale signs of heavy breathing or any movement. She was rather tall, but thin, and her feet were encased in thin slippers. Her eyes shown of an alertness and intelligence, but not of fear. She also seemed to give off an aura of good humor, like most of the world was one big joke. He almost snorted in amusement, reminded of the Wind Master, Jin. However, at the moment she looked deadly serious. In any other demon's (or humans) mind, she could be taken as beautiful, but he was not interested in such matters. He was only wary, ready to fight her if she so desired.
She looked through, eyes piercing the trees, still searching fruitlessly for her opponent. However, she realized that if they had waited this long to attack, they might never. Without moving from her fighting stance, she decided to try peace.
"Show yourself!" she demanded, realizing that no self-serving demon would do so. "I wish you no harm if you wish the same for me. However, if you do not speak, I shall have to consider you a threat and I will not hesitate to attack. Speak now, or will find you. I doubt you would live." 'Hopefully that did it,' she thought to herself, 'I don't want another battle.'
"Hn," said a voice to the side of her, voice dripping with scorn, "I seriously doubt you could not defeat me if I so wished to fight you. However, rest easy. I am merely a traveler and am not interested in you." As the voice finished, a small black clad demon stepped through the bushes ringing the clearing.
She couldn't help but stare a little. He was so small! However, that was no indication of skill, as she well knew. Her master, one of the only people that she knew of that could defeat her in a fair fight, was well under 5'5". Her eyes took in his black hair (how the hell did he get it to stand up like that?!), red eyes, and cloak, while not failing to notice the crease that a blade was making while concealed under the cloth. He was dressed all in black, and had an odd white bandana wrapped around his forehead. He gazed at her steadily, eyes narrowed in obvious disinterest and scorn. However, he did not have a look of one that was lying, and he had said that he did not want to fight her. She straightened from her fighting stance and loosened her grip on the hilt of her sword.
"I am Skava," she said, bowing formally. (If anyone has a problem with her not having a Japanese name, go to hell. I named her that because I think it's a cool name.) "Who are you?"
His eyes narrowed a little bit, then replied.
"Hiei." He felt no need to bow, but inclined his head just a little.
She nodded, "Hiei. You wish me no harm?"
"Hn," He gave his over-used response, then nodded.
"Then I am done here." She turned and walked steadily away, not looking back.
A/N: First chapter done! Wow, that was longer than I thought it would be. Ah well, tell me what you think of it! Although yes, I did say that I did not require reviews, they are appreciated. Especially because I actually think my story is pretty good. Bah, whatever, no one reads this anyway. By the way, incase anyone is interested, I am going to list her strengths/abilities now:
Speed.
Skill with a sword.
She has wings, but they look like moth wings and can not really fly, just glide. I did not mention them because they are hidden beneath her clothes, she doesn't use them unless she has too and they can fold up really small. Nifty, huh? They will eventually come into play, but not yet.
A sixth sense that comes in handy in later chapters/stories.
Very good senses (sight, hearing, etc.)
Just a note. This story is already finished. I will probably be posting a weekly or bi-weekly rate. However, just because it is finished doesn't mean it's fully edited. If I take a long time to post a chapter it's either because I'm lazy and forgot or I'm still editing it. I can only hope people actually read this.