A New Case

Outside of the room stood three people. One was a short kid, the red haired boy's younger brother. The other was a punk looking kid with slicked black hair and brown red eyes. The other had messy carrot colored hair and squinty black eyes.

"Kid, you can go now. We just need to talk with your brother." The boy with the black hair said.

"Okay."

The brown eyed boy crouched down and looked through the key hole. "Yeah, he's in there."

"Can you open it?"

"I'm a pickpocket, I can't break into locked rooms. We'd need an expert thief for that."

The door opened, a boy with spiky black hair and red eyes opened the door. A smirked was on his face. "I hear you're in need of a thief, detective."

The other boy stood up and looked down at the short new person. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to ask the fox a question." He stood back and allowed the other two sight into the room, at the red haired boy. "Look for yourselves."

They saw and stared. His glazed over eyes catching them off guard and then they all noticed the orb in his hands. "Hey, what is that?"

"It's a memory orb. It holds conjured or stolen memories. If you touch it, and your memories are held in their, the orb fills your head with those particular memories." They looked over to stare at a female, she had a bored look on her face, black hair tipped in icy shades, her red eyes glaring at them, "Do any of you feel a pull towards that orb?"

The other three nodded. They stared at the orb and touched it, each of them freezing in place and their eyes glazing over as well.

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A kid in a dark green trench coat was leaning against a wall. He had black hair that was slicked back with a gel that made it look more like a darkened green and brown eyes. His hands were in his pockets and he looked to be in a bad mood.

"Damn! I've been waiting here for fifteen minutes already. Koenma said this was important, so why am I still waiting?"

He was annoyed, this always happened on his cases, waiting. Sometimes he'd be waiting for the end of the world. He had better things to do, like figure out who his ancestor was. At least he had something to do, although he had to threaten King Enma himself to get that. Why did people in control have to be such morons anyways?

The large oak doors in front of him opened and he walked in. There was a desk piled in papers. Sitting behind it was a baby pitting stamps on the papers. The baby looked up at the boy and showed a blue pacifier.

"Ah, Yusuke, glad to see you made it. I have a new case for you."

"Okay, spill it."

"About fifteen years ago there was a very powerful demon in Makai, I think 'S' class at least. We have gotten word that she's now in human world."

"Wait, 'she' as in a girl?"

"Yes, she is rather notorious for killing in demon world and her short temper. She hasn't killed any humans yet, but I shudder to think of what would happen if she was annoyed enough down there."

"Okay, do you know what she looks like, or her name?"

"Her name is Delis, Delis Nuema. We don't much of what she looks like, except she is a master of the Takabu, the white fire phoenix, and will have a white scar on her body in the shape of a phoenix."

"Anything else?"

"Not really, just tell the others about this."