Moira kept her eyes narrowed as Tharian entered the ceremonial chamber. They had forceably made her change into a long black dress that had a low collar to it. Her hands were shackled behind her back, and her wrists felt swollen and bruised.

Tharian examined her thoroughly"Yes...mmm...very good." He walked up behind and wrapped his arms around her waist and his lips ran up her neck. The scent of her skin was amazing. It was nearly perfect to attract hell's evil spirits. Tharian got very excited at the thought of these spirits rampaging human world and demon world...and even spirit world. It sent pleasurable shivers down his spine. His eyes glew a bright gold before returning to it's regular crimson color.

"Get off me slime. You and your familiar spirit have no place near me." Moira replied in a cold tone.

Tharian smiled and walked around her til he was in front of her"Kei-Eriko." He shook his head smiling very keenly now. "You talk big, but you should be honored to be the sacrifice, because only your blood can act as the catalyst."

Moira narrowed her eyes"And why exactly is that"

Tharian chuckled as if finding this whole situation funny"Because it is what your race use to do, until I destroyed them all." He leaned over, his eyes never leaving her gaze and he touched her nose with his index finger. "All of them except you. They would send all those evil spirits straight to hell with that nasty technique they used." Tharian stood up fully and smiled"Luckily their race will become extinct with your death."

"How does that explain that my blood will act as a catalyst" Moira could feel her fists tighten behind her back, and anger crept up her spine and boiled in her heart. She hated him more than ever after what he just said.

Tharian sighed and shook his head, as strands of his silky hair fell over his face"Do you not understand that they would love to have the blood of the kin of the putrid race that ensnared them in hell? Of course not, because you do not know of the pain of being trapped in one spot." He replied.

Moira growled. Of course, she knew of the pain of being locked in one spot and tortured. Tharian did that to her constantly. Tharian finally turned his back to Moira and beckoned to his servants to bring Selenay in. Selenay's eyes were narrowed slightly and blank as if she was in a trance. Her dress was similar to Moira's dress. Tharian examined Selenay now, walking around her like a shark circling it's prey.

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The gang had found a room along with the seers that belonged to Tharian. The seers looked rather old and each wore a cloak that seemed rather large on them. After conversing with them, Kurama told Yusuke and the others that it seemed the seers were working for Tharian against their will.

"Can they help us stop Tharian" Yusuke asked, kicking aside old bones.

Kurama nodded"Naturally. But we would have to ask them in specific questions." Hiei all ready knew he was not going to like this one bit.

Kuwabara smiled"I have this in the bag" He went up to one of the seers and grabbed her by the collar"Okay old woman, where is he"

"Where is who" The old lady asked tilting her head to the side.

Kurama looked at Kuwabara in disbelief and rubbed the back of his neck"Well. That wasn't exactly specific, but that was a good try."

Kurama removed Kuwabara's hands from the old woman and looked at her. "Do you know know where Tharian lies"

"Tharian lies to many people in many places." The seer anwsered. The muscles in Hiei' s back tensed slightly at such ignorance and he was trying his best to be patient, which is why he had not voulenteered to ask questions. Hiei retreated to the opposite corner of the room and leaned against the wall. Something hard hit against his foot, and he turned to pick it up. It was Moira's sword. Coldness swept over Hiei. Was it possible Tharian had her executed or something worse than death? No. Not yet. His jagan told him she was alive, but it could not pinpoint her location for some odd reason.

After a few minutes, Kurama finally got the answers he was looking for. Giving his thanks to the seers he turned to leave the room, with the others following him. Hiei slid Moira's sword into his belt. Following them out the door, Hiei listened intently to the silence. Hiei had grown accustom to silence, but at this moment it made him uneasy.

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Oh my! I'm sorry this took me so long! I had gotten sick and was piled up in make-up work and projects. Sorry. Please review though!