Here is an update. You noticed, eh? As you might have noticed, I'm going to a weekly updating schedule instead of a bi-weekly one. I just don't get to it during the school week. Also, yes, I know there is a slight recap in the beginning, but I made it that way so I could tell it from the different point of views of the people in the room.

"Talking in Japanese." 'Thinking in the speaker's native language.' .:Telepathic stuff:. "Makai dialect."

AAAAA – Change of time/place or whatever.

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Skava

Chapter seven: Danger on the mountain

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She crashed onto the pedestal in the middle of the room, shattering the glass that surrounded the gem. To anyone watching, it was a painful sight. Hiei dashed over and pinned her, Yusuke quickly following. He could tell that she was not seeing straight, her instinct kicking in was what made her thrash so violently.

Well, it wasn't exactly all instinct, that was just what the fighters thought. Although she knew she could not shake them off, a good thief is never without a backup plan. As she fought against her captors, they failed to notice as she managed to slip one arm behind her back. There, her hand closed on the red gem that was Kokoro no Chi. Knowing that they would notice if the gem was simply missing when they picked her up, she stashed the gem into her belt, then replaced it with a hunk of worthless red glass that she knew she would eventually need. At that moment, the one figure that she had ever had any reason to respect came forward. Against her will, her eyes widened.

"Yoko," she breathed in reverence. The silver fox raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? So you know me even just by my look? I am impressed." She laughed slightly.

"Of course I know you! I'm a thief, remember? You are a legend among thieves!" She saw that he felt no need to reply to this, but she saw him reach into his hair and pull out what looked like a seed. The fire demon had obviously seen as well.

"Yoko, I would prefer that we don't kill her."

"I know, Hiei." She sneered, and then laughed. They really were going to take her alive. And Yoko of all people would know what that meant. At least dead they could say she had some honor. But taken alive? That was the worst. It meant that you either begged for your life or were too cowardly to end it. No soldier would ever be taken alive.

"So. You don't even have the guts to kill me. Come on? What's the problem, Yoko? The fearless, merciless Yoko finally getting soft? Ass-holes. If you're going to take me, then just kill me." Yoko grimaced.

"The worst way to be defeated is to be taken alive. I know this." She watched, eyes set, as he came forward, flower already sprouted in his hand. It reached forward to cover her mouth and nose, and she felt like she was drowning in flowers. The scents flew past her in hazy, frantic. The last thing she was aware of was a rushing sound in her ears as she descended in to unconsciousness. And then there was nothing.

AAAAA

Yoko retracted the flower when he sensed that she was asleep, then transformed back into Kurama.

"Bind her hands; I don't want her waking up while we're coming down the mountain." Hiei and Yusuke relaxed their grip, and Yusuke complied, then picked up her body and walked out of the room, the others following behind. They quickly hastened out of the building, a few of the guards were waking up, and they weren't very happy. They came out of the building, and began to walk down the mountain. Yusuke grinned.

"Well, at least it should be easier getting down." Kurama stopped dead, then bent down and picked up a small, red, glittering something.

"Oh no."

"What?" He held up what he had picked from the snow. Yusuke's eyes widened.

"SHE DIDN'T! HOW?! HOW DID SHE GET IT?!" Kurama suddenly remembered something.

"Didn't the priest say that this was tied to an ice spirit? And if it were taken, something would happen? We would all die? And Elementals are not something I'm familiar with, or wish to be. Hiei? Do you know what this means?"

"Elementals tend to be protective, and they can tell when something's been upset. Because it's an ice spirit, and we are on a snow covered mountain, I'd say it's either blizzard or avalanche that this thing will trigger." Yusuke swore colorfully, and Kurama lifted his head, listening intently.

"Do you hear that?"

AAAAA

The nothing was fading. Her head was spinning and pounding, and her mouth tasted absolutely disgusting. However, her sight wasn't all that impaired, and her hearing was fine. She blinked and looked up. Her eyes widened and all head spinning was immediately gone. There were three things that immediately became clear. A giant wall of ice was flying down the side of the mountain, and closing in at speeds that didn't seem possible. She was being carried by someone that was not being very gentle, and was running at another speed that almost didn't seem possible. Also, people were in danger of being killed.

She took another stock of her situation. Her hands were bound. That wasn't exactly a problem. She grinned, and was glad that she always had daggers stored in the sleeves of her outfit. She got one to slide down, and she managed to get enough of a grip on it that she sawed off the ropes binding her. It wasn't until then that she allowed her wings to react and spread out. And so they did.

AAAAA

Yusuke was running. Quickly. He was shouting to Kurama, trying to tell him to become Yoko to create the plant with wings, but Kurama was running too quickly to maintain the focus needed for the transformation, and no one was going to carry him. Suddenly, he felt his captive push off from his shoulder and launch herself in front of him, still facing the wrong way to run away. His sight was filled with the sight of glittering, moth like wings, and braced himself for the crash. When it came, he found himself wrapped in a tight embrace, than lifted up into air. He struggled and broke free, landing on the snow again to roll to his feet and leap further. Looking up, he saw that Skava had some how managed to grow wings, and was now shouting at him.

"You idiot! Do you want to get killed?! I can save you, just grab on!" He looked back, saw the snow behind him closing in, then made the smart decision (for once.)

"Ok!" She swooped down, and grabbed his outstretched arm, pulling him into the air. They rose a few feet, then Skava continued to speed down, catching up to Hiei.

"Hiei! I can help you! Grab onto me! I will take us out of here!"

"I don't need your help!"

She screamed in frustration. "Fine! I'll just get Yoko! I'm assuming the red head is him!" She banked her speed, and let Kurama catch up to her. Kurama had already seen Skava sprout wings, and so quickly grabbed her hand when it was offered to him. He slid up onto her back, then calmed himself enough to transform into his Yoko form. Once he had achieved that, he summoned the plant that acted as wings (this is an actual plant from the show, I'm not making it up.) He immediately jumped off Skava's back, and used the vines that grew from it to snag Yusuke out of her grasp. He then proceeded to catch up to Hiei and so grabbed him as well. Hiei cursed the Yoko, but wasn't about to torch the vines and get free.

Skava shook her head. 'So he won't even trust me to carry one of them? Ah well, it's not like I really blame them. I don't think I'd trust me. But still, that has to be heavy'. She twitched when she felt a vine snake around her waist and tie together, binding her to the Yoko.

She grinned. 'And they're still not letting me go.' She followed the Yoko down the mountain. She gazed down at the flow of ice in awe. She grinned every time she saw her captor watch her, making sure she wasn't running away. However, one hand was always working. At that moment it was fingering her wrist blade, and gently sawing at the vine that ensnared her.

Yoko glided down the mountain, aided by his plant. He worried about his captive, but he could do no better than tie her and pay attention to the bond. He frowned when he noticed it was tweaking. What was she doing? The vine was…fraying. His eyes narrowed, and he yanked the vine, pulling her into him. He growled in her ear, and wrapped a new vine around her, one that burned. She yelped and tried to pull away, but he held her fast.

"I suggest you don't try and run away anymore." She grinned.

"I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I didn't even try." He growled in response, and returned the burning plant to its dormant seed stage. She gasped slightly in relief and quickly flew away to what she considered to be the safest distance.

'Although I guess the only true safe distance is on another planet. Or in another dimension. Or dead. Yeah, dead is probably best. Because you know, you can't die twice. Although there is always torture. You know, I'm going to stop this now, before I begin to ramble incoherently. Yeah, I think I'm getting a little too nervous about this whole thing. I'm actually…caught. Damn. All it takes is one. And now I'm…caught. This sucks.' Understatement of the century.

She gazed down at the wall of ice moving down the mountain again and couldn't help being filled with a sense of awe. It was amazing really, the way that power and strength meant nothing to the forces of nature. Hundred-year-old trees were ripped in two and crushed beneath the power, and she had to block out the feeling of lives being taken, crushed before they even had a chance to run. The sky was becoming thick with the flight of thousands of frightened birds, those that had been lucky enough to escape. Even gliding hundreds of feet above the rush, she could still feel the updraft, and they were coming to the bottom. They kept going for awhile, then began their descent, finally touching down far from the mountain.

A/N: This was one that was easier to write than the previous chapter, but not the best. I had this image in my head from the beginning of the story, I had to try to fit it in. Anyway, review and tell me what you think!

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Ookami Aya: Thanks for the positive feedback. I sometimes have trouble visualizing things in my head, that's why I doubt myself when I'm trying to write a scene that requires a lot of action.