He wanted to know what his victory tasted like? Did he not see his own blessed Siren Quartet become defeated in their own gruesome death and by intruders in his own home? Now all he can think about is his own pleasure? Tharian had been known for his quick mood swings. Now he stood close to her. Face to face. Eye to eye... His eyes were an icy gold color. It reminded her of a cobra ensnaring its prey with a single glance...a cobra...like the snake he truly was. But his eyes...

'No. No. NO! Don't take his mind games. Don't let him use you anymore!' She yelled at herself in her mind.There had to be a means of escaping. Her hand behind her back clapsed tightly. Escaping...

Tharian' s face was milimeters away from Moira's when he felt something smooth and sharp slide up his chest. He quickly jumped back as black blood trickled down his chest and it matched the dark robes he wore. He swore curses as he began to glow a black aura and his skin grew back together, leaving a long, black scar trailing up his ribs and to his collar bone. His robes were tattered at the place he had felt the object. He gingerly touched a hand against his new scar. The gaze of his gold eyes looked up at Moira and than to her hand. His gold eyes turned back to his bloody scarlet color. Red within red. He had no white in his eyes now, though.

That was the difference between his eyes and Hiei's. Hiei had white in his eyes-he had some kind of innocence and honor left. But Tharian's eyes were apure blood red color. It made Moira constantly think of blood, death, and gore.

In her slender hands she held a silver dagger. He narrowed his eyes and knew she must have formed it with her spirit energy when her hand was behind her back. He sneered at her and a second later, threw back his head in his usual morbid laughter. "You actually get a sense of hope with these 'want-to-be heroes' bursting into my own domain to rescue you?" It must of been funny because he bursted into another fit of laughter. "I...find it amusing...that you can accumulate that sense of hope!" He replied between his fitful laughter."Now it is time for you to be prepared for the sacrifice."

He lunged at her in less than a heart beat and she swung her dagger...or tried to. A stem rolled up her arm making her arm stop it's assault. It blossomed a black lily at the end as if to mock her. When she looked at Tharian, whom now was upon her his hand twisting her immobile wrist back and making her drop the dagger, she thought she caughta glimpseof a...familiar spirit. Had Tharian voulenteer himself to be the spirit's host?If so, when did he do this? Did he do it to gain access to the gates of hell? She wanted to know. Needed toknow...

But it was only that moment that she was able to ponder it because she was being dragged out of the room by two larger demons. The ringing of Tharian's laughter was sharp in her ears. She didn't even struggle. She had learned to embrace her own demise.

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Hiei felt as if something was wrong.Yusuke and the gang had killed a bunch of demons but it seemed to be going no where. He growled as impatience fell over him like a blanket. Where was Moira? Was she even still alive? What was Tharian doing to her? He knew he was going to make Tharian pay with his life. Tharian will die and it would be tonight!!

Kurama looked at Hiei and knew what was going through Hiei's head. It was Kurama's skill to observe and predict, but with Hiei, he did not need to predict because he knew Hiei almost as well as he knew the back of his hand. "Perhaps this isn't the best area to be looking. We could always leave a demon alive to press him for answers."

Hiei glanced at Kurama. The knowledge of Kurama trying to make him feel better in a discreet manner was not helping him and it annoyed him completely. Hiei could feel his sense of pride slip slightly as Kurama made the suggestion, and he heaved a mental, annoyed sigh.

Yusuke and Kuwabara looked at Kurama as well. Kuwabara grinned broadly, "Yes. Of course! Why didn't I think of that?"

"Because you are a flat-faced idiot." Hiei replied, taking some of his aggression out on Kuwabara.

Kuwabara scowled angrily, "You want to say that again, runt?" He waved an angry fistinHiei's face. Hiei only looked up at him with his usual confident and arrogant look.

Kurama shook his head, "We haven't time for fights at the moment, I am afraid." Yusuke nodded in agreement and grabbed Kuwabara by the back of his collar and dragged him down the hall and away from Hiei. Kurama followed Yusuke and Hiei fell into the line with hissmug look and hands in his pockets.

The hall seemed awfully long to Hiei and Hiei did not like waiting one bit.

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Yay. Chapter is finally up. I had a bit of a writer's block. Sorry about that. '' Please Review though. I woud appreciate it very much!