Three Years Later

A young girl sat in the corner of the cell, holding her arms tightly across her stomach, and her knees bent as she slept. A loud sort of cackle interrupted her dreamless sleep as she snapped opened one of her forlorn eyes and saw a tiny demon the size of a small squirrel sneaking a peek up her worn mini-skirt.

"Do you mind, Jyaki?" she growled. Jyaki looked up to her, bared his teeth, and scurried back to the darkness of his side of the cell. She had been placed with him after her fifteenth escape. Their cell had magic cast on it to prevent using shadow magic - magic which both of them had.
Unfortunately, having been inside a human girl to carry out his plans, he had grown to be a pervert after seeing her...womanly parts.

The girl closed her eye again and kept a sharp ear for Jyaki's footsteps. Instead of Jyaki's 'pitter-patter' she heard shuffling coming closer and closer.

Ah...dinner time. Lucky those damn ogres don't have to eat their own shit. She opened her eye slightly as the ogre walked menacingly through the wall which separated herself and Jyaki from the hallways of the dungeons.

The shadow demons had noticed that this ogre didn't have any food, and Jyaki, who scrambled out of his hiding place eagerly anticipating for some, sulked back to it. The ogre was about four heads taller than the girl and was about three times as wide. Her eyes opened to their fullest extent as their visitor shuffled towards the girl, grabbed one of her arms with one of his sage ones and forced her up.

"Hey! Do you mind?" she spat, glaring at him as he roughly pulled her through the wall. Everything Koenma's ogres touched would be forced through the wall with them. The girl felt like her eyes were closed for a second, and then she began blinking rapidly, trying to get her eyes used to this brightness. She was out of the prison that she was so unjustly put in.

For three years, she had been in a dark, dank prison cell and this sudden brightness didn't help her at all. He then brought her to a staircase, literally dragging her up it. The hallway they entered so suddenly was so bright, the girl had to close her eyes while the ogre continued dragging her to - unbeknownst to her - their destination.

She heard a door slam open and heard a bunch of other shuffling footsteps running around as she cracked her violet eyes open, seeing ogres scurry around like the bunch of oafs they were. Always serving to Koenma, bowing down to him, enforcing his every whim.
Anei's definition of Koenma, Prince of the Makai:

A cold, heartless 703 year old bastard who did not care that her mother had just died when she was thrown into prison and did not care that if she didn't kill Urufu, he was going to force her to...

She shuddered at the idea. Anei's eyes opened even more, used to the blinding light called sunlight. There was nothing down in the dungeons but a small light in the high ceiling. The ogre stopped, grabbed her by both of her shoulders and spun her around to face the cold, heartless 703-year old...ah forget it. The ogre spun her around to face the baby-ish ruler of the Makai. The ogre held both of her arms twisted behind her back, sending pain shooting up her limbs, but she ignored it. That was not even a fraction of what she'd been through before.

He nodded curtly. "Anei," he said tartly.

"Koenma," she growled.

"Still bitter, are we?" he asked, a smirk on his face.

"No, Koenma. I'm just as happy as can be," she said, sarcasm dripping from her voice.

The toddler-shaped prince chuckled a bit. He stared intently at her, wondering if she would say anything else.

"Has it really been three years?" she asked, confirming Koenma's assumptions. This time, though, she was asking a serious question.

Koenma nodded once again, and said, "Yes, Anei. It's been exactly three years since you were put into prison"

"More like thrown in..." she mumbled under her breath, so that only she could hear. Unexpectedly the ogre, he apparently heard her, kneed her in the back.

"Now, now. I'm sure she's been through much and we shouldn't give her a hard time while we're waiting for them," Koenma said, glaring at the ogre for a second. He looked down and continued stamping papers as if Anei and the ogre weren't standing there.

"Waiting for whom, may I ask?" Anei asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You'll see," Koenma replied, still stamping papers. He suddenly looked up at the ogre, and he must've nodded, because a second later, Anei was release and the ogre seemed to have disappeared.
Koenma's a fool. Having his ogre leave him like that. He knows I might kill him, but, what good will that do? I'll be thrown in prison again, and I certainly, don't want to go back and see Jyaki. Humph. I bet he's happy that he's all alone in that big, dark, dirty cell. Damn, Koenma. He knew this was going to happen. She shifted all of her weight onto her right foot and crossed her arms in a bored fashion.

Looking around the room, she decided that she didn't want to stand around, so she hopped up onto the toddler's desk. Koenma, pretending to be oblivious, ignored her and continued stamping papers. She crossed her arms again and one leg over the other, stared at her foot, which she started to jiggle to a beat of a song she only knew.

Blinded by rage, that's what you are. In a hole, you're too deep, too far. No one's here to pull you out, you've got nobody there for you now. It's eating me up inside. Tearing me to pieces. It's my life, that's screwed up, you just had to come up, with this stupid plan, for break-

Anei's song was interrupted by the door slamming open once more. Koenma's and her head shot up, looking at the newcomers. Koenma, knowing who they were, looked back down and continued stamping papers.

Anei, however, had no clue who these people were, and being across the hall, she only stared at them while they came closer and closer. There were six of them, all shooting glances at her, sitting on top of the desk belonging to someone so highly respected. She blew a piece of hair that fell over her eye, and peered intently at one of them. He seemed so familiar, but five years of not seeing him had changed her vision of him.
Her eyes widened as she the boy she had pined for so much while she was in prison, stood in front of her.

You people are so spoiled! Three chapters in one day! Well, I think that's enough for today maybe even the weekend?. Sayonara!