Sorry that it took me so long to update. I've been very busy. But here it is; Chapter 3 of 'Hero'. Again, I own no one. :3 So without further ado, here's Chapter 3, 'More Deaths to overcome'. :3
Her sight became blurry with silent tears. Zacura had stumbled on her brother, Ryujiin's dead body. His face was angry, and his sword was missing. Zacura tried looking in a different direction to see if her sisters had survived. Wrong again. She looked away to see her two sisters, Aurora and Hakura, who were also dead. A look of fear ruled their still open but unmoving eyes. Zacura stood, and searched to area thoroughly looking for clues that would point to the murderer, but failed. Besides, she had a pretty good idea of who was behind this tragedy.
"That bloody bastard. I will have his head served to me on a golden platter," Zacura murmured through her tears. Toguro had killed too many friends for Zacura's taste. 'I will hunt him down for this,' Zacura thought. 'I will make him pay with his life.' "DO YOU HEAR ME TOGURO! I'M COMING AFTER YOU, AND I WILL KILL YOU!" Zacura shouted to the sky, after burying her siblings. Little did she know that as she sat down to curse some more, a shadowy figure watched from the cover of the trees. Smirking, he whispered a response to Zacura's out burst.
"That's what you thinks little girl. Watch your back, because you never know when I'll be there. I'm coming for you." Then he disappeared. Meanwhile, Zacura had gotten up, brushed herself and stalked slowly back into the forest, away from the graves that she had no intention of ever returning to.
Zacura returned to Tokyo the next day, in a very depressed mood. As she entered her home, her dragon Yukimura, and cat Zyke came to greet her.
"Hey guys. How have you been?" Zacura asked her dragon, and cat.
"Everything has been fine. I was beginning to wonder if you were even coming back." said a bored voice from the doorway to the living room. Zacura spun around to find a small fire demon standing behind her.
"Oh. Hello Hiei." Zacura said lamely. She was tired, and hungry. Hiei just looked at her through his beautiful red eyes.
"You come alone?" Hiei asked.
"My family, is…. dead. I'm alone now." She answered half heartedly.
"I'm sorry." Hiei said. Zacura looked into his eyes and saw the tiniest flicker of sympathy.
"What are you doing here anyway?" Zacura asked randomly.
"We were supposed to be your welcome wagon, but you don't seem to be in the mood." said another voice. Kurama emerged from the shadows, followed by Yusuke' and Kuwabara. Zacura smiled warmly at all of them.
"Thanks for coming to see me guys. But you really didn't have to. I'm not important." Zacura said.
"Non-sense. You're very important to each of us." Kurama said. Everyone gathered around Zacura, and took turns hugging her. She fell into each embrace, and kissed them all.
"Thanks guys. Don't take this the wrong way, but I'd like to go to bed." Zacura said looking down.
"Don't worry Zacura. You need sleep." Kurama said kindly.
"Yeah. Common guys, let's go." Yusuke' said, and they all left. Zacura sighed, and got ready for bed. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she plunged into a deep sleep and went swirling into nightmares.
Impatiently, Zacura rolled over, falling out of bed, landing hard on her back. She woke groggily, scrambled back into bed, and fell asleep again, completely unaware that the same shadowy figure was standing at her window, watching her sleep peacefully.
"Very soon little fire demon, you will be mine. Sooner than you think." He whispered to her, and then he stalked away, to wait. The next morning, Zacura was making breakfast, already dressed in her school uniform. After breakfast, she quietly crept out of the house. At school, she entered the class room filled with chatting students. Some of her friends were already here. Yusuke' and Keiko were already sitting in a corner talking and occasionally laughing. Her best friend, Kurama was sitting in a corner reading. (A.N/ I don't really care if Kurama doesn't even go to this school because now he does. After all, this is a fan fiction, isn't it?) Zacura walked up to him and sat down.
"Hello Kurama." she said. Actually, the two of them had quite a history together. After Kuronue' died, Kurama found, and befriended Zacura and they became friends, companions, and for the demon part of their lives, mates.
"Hello Zacura." Kurama responded.
"Hey Kurama? Thanks for last night. It meant a lot to me. I mean, you guys came to see if I was ok." Zacura said shyly, taking a sudden interest in her shoes.
"It was no trouble for any of us. Yusuke' seemed to like the idea, and all the way home last night, he was silent, and staring down at his shoes, smiling." Kurama let a chuckle slip and Zacura grinned. Hearing Mr. Ewamoto (the teacher, for those of you that don't pay attention while watching the show) coming down the hallway, Zacura got up and hurried back to her seat. Zacura had expected a lot of work but a lot was an understatement. All day, she worked, and worked, and for a change of pace, she worked some more. By the time she got home, she was so tired, tired was an understatement. (A.N/ I like the word understatement. Live with it. 'Cause you're gonna hear it a lot in this story.) Zacura had gotten home, not so much as ever blinked, and started her homework. She had worked for what seemed an eternity, but was in reality 4 hours. Focusing her eyes on the clock, it read, 10:04 pm. Packing up her things for tomorrow, she forced herself down the hallway, into her room. Sighing tiredly, Zacura dragged herself to bed, yet again unaware of the shadowed figure that was watching. But this time, there were two. The taller one leaned down, and whispered into the other's ear,
"The time is approaching rapidly brother, just a bit longer. But mind, she will try to fight us." The shorter man standing beside him gave a soft chuckle, and both once again, disappeared.
The last few weeks in September moved rather slowly. The work that they were being given, was hard, and boring. October moved a bit faster, and November is now a blurred memory for Zacura. December was in this case, a completely different story.