Chapter 7
I sit with my leg over the arm of the chair and look out the front window. Nails was still asleep. It was after all three in the morning. I smirk as a bird flies around. Birds, stupid such a small thing could make me happy. They were so uncommon in the demon world. They couldn't make it passed the hunters most of the time.
I lean my head back and close my eyes.
Why would the Nightmare want Hiei? It was a question I had asked myself so many times. If only I had the Saint, then I would know. They could tell you anything. Gwen, they had nothing to worry about. Gwen, Ami, Alexis, and Elieria. They were the chosen and the Saint would protect them with their lives, as little as I wanted to believe it, that was why they didn't send anyone after me.
But even the Saint knew it had a way to go. It still had to find the five other chosen. A big task in itself. They would take another few hundred years until the happened. I scoff and shake my head.
Living with lies is hard. I want to tell everyone what I can do, what I can make them do. But it's not that easy. If they were to become captured on my part, there would be no telling what weakness could be leaked.
Nails walks out of the bedroom and down the hall looking at me where I was sitting. "Damn you look like you could kill someone." I smirk.
"I could, doesn't mean I'm gonna." She smiles walking over to the kitchen and getting a glass filling it with water and drinking it in one gulp. She glances over at me and looking back at the glass shakes her head. "What," I ask knowing she wanted something.
"You know, I never thought about it. You, fallin' for a guy, well a girl either, but it's just a little… weird." I look at her. "Oh, come on, you know who I'm talking about. The guy that was here earlier. I could smell the Nightmare all over him… but it was different. Like it was soaked into his skin."
"He killed it and used the power, that's all you felt." She scoffs.
"He'd have to be strong as you to do that."
"Pretty damn close from what I've seen, he just hides it well." Naobi looks at me with a critical eye.
"Either way you liked him," She says with a smile, "I could see it. I've seen it enough to know." I shake my head and look back out the window. Naobi drinks two more cups before walking over and sitting down on the couch. "What is it? Out there? It woke me up too." I shake my head.
She was right though, something was coming, and it was… familiar. Like I had felt it in my dreams but that I never understood. I look at the sky. The cool air seemed to sweep across the streets and in every way it felt like this afternoon when Nails was watching me. I look at her. But Nails was right next to me and the power was farther away… I stop dead. I jump up and run into the kitchen grabbing the phone and not caring that it was three-thirty. I dial Yusuke's number and after calling back three other times someone answers.
"What damnit!" I smirk.
"Kurama told me about your friends. They're coming back." Yusuke doesn't say anything for a minute. "Put your hand to the nearest window." He grumbles and after a seconds he yells.
"What the fucking-" He stops.
"Now you get it," I say.
"Do you know when?"
"I'm a Saint not a fucking mind reader. They woke both of us up and it took me a minute to figure out what was going on. I see if I can get a lock on them. Feel like ditching tomorrow?" He sighs.
"If I have to," He says in a sarcastic voice.
"When you wake up on your own, feel free to come over. I don't think Nails will be getting any more sleep and I probable won't either." He yawns.
"Got ya. See ya in the A.M."
"Night sleeping beauty." He laughs and hangs up.
"So what is it," Nails asks now standing at the window.
"Shinobi." She looks at me a little cross.
"And yo called Yusuke? Are you feeling ok?"
"Yeah, he's friends with them, seeming as there's a fractured sect that they know." She nods. Then shakes her head.
"What are they… I mean… you know." I nod.
"Ice and Wind." She shakes her head.
"That's a weird combination." I nod.
"But as you can see, it works." She nods looking at the window that was slowly fogging up. She steps back and sits down on the edge of the coffee table. I sit back down on the edge of the chair and lean on my knees.
Nails was transfixed on the glass. We had only ever heard stories of the Shinobi, but from what we knew they were a little… childish. But that never changed the fact that they could kill any man that had met. But that didn't say shit about us.
One, we were women and second, we were Saints. And even without her saint powers, Nails could somehow still sense them. Her powers hadn't been stripped yet, we knew that, but still even the distance from the Saint can decrees a Saint's powers. And a dimension away? That was a major power reduction, for everyone except the chosen. They're power was infinite and nothing the Saint did could change that.
It could strip their power, tear them limb form limb, but the power would still be in their body until someone came and took it away. The power would keep them alive until all of them were together. It was said that the Saints could, one day, rule the demon world. That was what the Saint was doing.
It was trying to rule the world, through the Saints.
Sadistic as we were, some of us could see that. And the others who couldn't, that was what I was trying to fix.
"Nails," She looks at me, "Where are they?" She looks back out the window and stands up walking to it.
"I can see them, " She says in a soft voice.
"Good, don't loose them." She nods and continues to look out the window. I walk into the kitchen and open the fridge. Grab the Whisky and take a gulp. Humans are so strange.