I am going to try to update everyday for the remainder of the week, 'cause I have no clue of how often I'll be able to update when school starts... So, yeah... Enjoy the chapter!

At Koenma's Palace

"YOU WHAT!" Koenma shouted, standing up behind his desk, suddenly in teenage form.

I cautiously unplugged my ears. "You heard me."

"You're not serious." He half sat, half fell back into his chair.

"What makes you think that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow skeptically.

"That is insane. All of those requests are insane!"

"Who ever said I wasn't crazy?" I asked, rolling my eyes. "Oh, come one Koenma! We have to have a fighting chance in this war, and these are the only ways we can do it."

Koenma sucked on his pacifier furiously, sweat drops falling from his forehead. "Fine... Just be thankful Dad isn't here..."

I blinked. "Your father, is on a business trip in this time of crisis...?"

"Yep."

I groaned.

Koenma stood. "I'll start working on your requests. In the meantime... I need you to look at these files. I'm sure you have some inklings about what they are about, but..." He handed a file that looked suspiciously like a report to me. "Because if my sources are correct... We could be heading towards a disaster with this war."

I quickly skimmed the file. Necromancer... Psychic... Oh shit. I glanced up. Koenma had left. Damn... I reopened the file and completely read it. A necromancer... With enough Spirit Energy to control tens of thousands of cadavers... With the mental capacity to force demons and humans alike to re-experience their worst memories at the same time... Making them incapable of defending themselves while the corpses attack... Adding another soldier to their army.

I closed my eyes and bit my lip. Why did this sound familiar...? My eyes snapped open. I thought he had been killed... Crap.

Five Hours Later...

I entered the room, Koenma nervously standing behind me. I didn't blame him. Thanks to my second request, I had access to only twenty percent of my original energy, and that was what I started the Dark Tournament with. I doubted that they would attack, but... Well, we'd have to see. And compared to this one, the second one was a sane demand.

Koenma sat I stood slightly in front of him, but off to the side. A few moments later, the door across the room slid open and three demons entered.

"Yusuke. Koenma." Toguro nodded a greeting as he took a seat.

Karasu looked skeptical and slightly startled and stood off to the side.

Suzaku looked more or less surprised. "You're still alive!"

Urameshi and I got into this thing together. We're both cummin out of this thing alive, or not at all!

I smiled slightly at the memory and then looked up at Suzaku. "Yeah, I'm surprised I am to."

Koenma coughed, an attempt to get our attention to the matters at hand. "Well, now that you have that question cleared up, back to business."

Toguro pushed his glasses back.

I set the files I had on the table and went into serious mode. "As you've probably been told, the Spirit World is willing to bring you back to life, under a few conditions, granted, but back to life, nonetheless. In exchange for your revival, you will be under my father's supervision, as well as my own, and will be expected to follow our orders, no questions asked, as well as no plots to taking over the world, mass chaos, excreta."

I thought a moment, then corrected, "Well, at least until the war is over, when it is, you will be let out on parole, and eventually will be allowed to go off on your own, but if you are convicted of a serious crime, i.e. murder, you can consider our agreement terminated and your soul shipped off to wherever you were until just a few hours ago. If you don't want to agree, you will be taken back to the place where your sentence will be taken out. But if you agree, you will get what was all ready said, on top of pardons, so when you do die, again, you will be judged only on what happened after you were revived." I took a breath. That was a mouthful. "So... Is that acceptable...?"

Toguro glanced at me thoughtfully for a moment. "Yes."

Karasu glanced at Koenma, raised an eyebrow, then nodded.

Suzaku looked at me for a moment, his amethyst eyes boring into mine, contemplating. After a few moments, he spoke, "One condition."

"And that would be...?" Koenma asked hesitantly.

Suzaku merely smiled. "It's nothing that concerns you, Koenma. And it's nothing I haven't done before, eh, Yusuke? "

My eyes narrowed. He wouldn't...

"Deal."

"KOENMA!" I could feel my eyes changing as I grabbed the toddler-turned-teenager by the front of his robes. "YOU HAVE NO IDEA OF WHAT WE JUST AGREED TO!" I let my bloodlust show.

Koenma gulped.

"Koenma sir! There are some papers that need your signature..." He tore away from me and towards the ogre.

"Of course. I'll leave the rest to you Yusuke." He walked out of the room as fast as he possibly could. To think I put up with this for a year without pay!

Glaring at his retreating back, I gave him the finger. Calming down slightly, I turned to the other demons in the room. "So... Any questions about anything in general?"

"Why us." More of a statement then a question, but...

I looked at Karasu and shrugged. "Everyone else either I or one of the former Spirit Detectives have fought either had all ready gotten as strong as they were, did not need to be dragged into this, or I just disliked them. Most of them were the latter, but..." I shivered slightly. "Sorry, Toguro, but your brother just pissed me off."

Said demon chuckled. "Yes... He had a talent for doing that..."

I glanced at Suzaku. "You're probably wondering how I am still among the living, correct?"

He shrugged. "I was wondering what this 'war' was about but... I'm sure you'll eventually get to that."

Great more talking...

Three Hours Later...

"And that, more or less, is what has happened since all three of you have died." Man... My throat hurt... And I still needed to wrap this up... At least they didn't ask, or seem to notice, I skipped parts involved the hitokiri...

I opened the remaining file. "This is a profile for a necromancer that was thought to have been killed a year or so ago." And I saw him die, dammit! "Shinda Mochiageru. A team of assassins had been hired by King Enma (or Yama) to dispatch of him. All but two of the team were killed, and only one of them is alive today. Now-"

"Who is the assassin?" Karasu asked, glancing at me.

"I don't see how that is relevant..." Damn it! I slipped... Crap.

"The assassin might have details of the various attacks used by the necromancer." Shit...

"Its classified information."

"What are you hiding, Yusuke?" Suzaku looked at me, his eyes searching.

Chikusho...

"We all have our secrets here." The three of us looked at Toguro as he spoke. I was more than surprised. He was helping me out...? "I suggest you respect them, Master Suzaku." Thank you Toguro!

"Now, back to the profile... Koenma's sources, along with some of my own, have come across some more information. Mainly, as Karasu said, his various attacks and abilities. And in Shinda's Reiki record, it is recorded he is a known psychopath, even by demonic standards. He favors human weapons, mainly firearms a.k.a. guns. Particularly pistols..." And I should know. "The former assassin who fought him all ready has given a report and wished to remain anonymous. And deducing his intent was fairly obvious after that, especially considering how the Makai is about to be come a battlefield in a few years..." If we're that lucky..."He could take over the entire of Demon World. He probably won't strike until the war starts, and even then, until both sides are so weakened that over seventy five percent of both sides' forces are decimated, and the rest tired, in all probability. Perfect conditions too raise corpses, don't you think?"

I gave the three demons a moment to digest this information before I continued. "I'll be blunt. I, myself, am not expecting to see another five years." Of course... That's what I thought when I first found out what being an assassin was all about... "I do not expect you to make it through it, either, but I'm willing to give you a chance. I have arranged for you to have training, which I would highly recommend, but it's voluntary."

I looked away from them. "This necromancer has the ability to control over double the amounts of casualties that would result from a war. He has influence on the living, seeing his is a psychic, and can cause their guard to drop for a sufficient enough period of time for the victim to be killed and added to his army... And before we even have to fight him, there is Mukuro and Yomi, the other demon lords, as well as their second-in-commands, whom the three of you have all ready met, or at least, know by sight."

"We have?" Karasu asked incredulously.

I smiled humorlessly. "Yes, Hiei Jaganshi and Yoko Kurama. It turns out that Hiei is somehow related to Mukuro and Yomi and Kurama have had a business relationship or something in that vein in the past. So, honestly, Father-"

"Father?" Suzaku asked, then realization dawned on him. "Raizen...?"

I grinned. "Yeah. You were right when you said I wasn't human, well, partially at any rate." Not bad, Beast Boy. "As I was saying, Father and I aren't as strong as we used to be. Raizen because of personal matters and I, well..." On second thought... "It'll be easier to show you." I ripped off the sleeve of my shirt, revealing the chain tattoos on my skin.

Toguro stood and I let him examine my arm. "Weights for your Demon Energy... I assume you already have Spirit Cuffs...?"

I nodded. "They have no name, the only reason I know about them is... Well, she'd kill me if I told." Kuso... I'm telling them too much! "They don't have a name, but Koenma threw a fit when I asked for them." I smirked. "And his father will be even more pissed. If my father hadn't made an alliance between the Reiki and ourselves, I'd probably be dead, again." I smiled at the irony.

Suzaku looked startled. "What?"

I looked at the former Saint Beast and held his gaze. "I more or less gave you my life story, so, you understand that I am a hanyou of the S-class. My ancestors have a history with the Reiki, and not in a good way. If my father hadn't intervened and made an alliance, I still have no clue on he did it; I wouldn't be here right now. Think about it, an S-class demon, whose bloodline is known for violence and eating human flesh, working for you? King Yama has been alive for who knows how long. He's not going to take any chances. As soon as the alliance is terminated, he will probably try to kill me, though I do wish him luck." I smirked. It's hard to kill someone when they are an assassin themselves. Especially when they are in charge of all the other assassins...

"Yurei'ha!"

I glanced up at the voice. It was Hayabusa (whom I had promoted to Shidosha).

He collapsed, panting. I rushed over and helped him stand. He barely managed to gasp out, "Attack... Raizen's... palace... they've been... taken prisoner..." He went limp. I bit my lip, please let him be alive... I put my fingers to his pulse... It was there, faintly. I let out a slight sigh of relief, then took a deep breath. Not good news that's for sure.

"Yusuke!" Koenma burst in. "Someone infiltrated- oh." He saw Hayabusa unconscious on the ground.

I gritted my teeth. "Koenma. Look after our newly revived here. I got to go." I grabbed the bag I had set behind the desk in the meeting room and pulled out my hitokiri equipment.

I could almost hear him think "uh-oh".

"Make sure he gets medical care." I finished tying my belt in place and grabbed my cloak and other various sheaths.

"Where-?"

"Dad's. Someone decided to visit."

Koenma had known me long enough that he understood that they were under siege.

"Alone!"

I shrugged. "Not like I have much of a choice. Unless one of you wants to come...?" I glanced at Toguro, Karasu and Suzaku.

Toguro stepped forward. "I could use the exercise."

I grinned. Karasu sighed and stepped forward, as did Suzaku. I wasn't so sure it was a good idea to let him come, seeing as how he wasn't nearly close to Toguro's or Karasu's level... But, oh well. I'll take any allies I can get. And aren't those far and few in between...

Glossary

Hitokiri: assassins

Shinda Mochiageru: Dead Raiser

Chikusho: damn it

Kuso: shit

Hanyou: half demon

Yurei'ha: Ghost Blade

Hayabusa: Falcon

Shidosha: Leader of hitokiri, second highest rank