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Chapter 9—New Technique

Daja: gods fuck the male half of the population, the testosterone filled bodies of the sexually stimulated. "Why wont you just give me it back!!! This is my job!" I shout at the demon across from me who just stares at me with eyes full of lust. I stare straight back into his icily and he grins. Yes, I decide, gods fuck them all.

"My, my... so it is true. Your reputation precedes you, little one. Yet you are older than most who watch you scream at me." He looks at my body, slowly checking its curves and angles from every side. I let out a deep breath and stare straight ahead. Sometimes I wish I was ugly, and then I wouldn't have to go through this experience with my every opponent, but then I could not deceive him so easily. "You grow impatient, do you not? You truly are a priceless gem from the north."

"Sensou. I personally have nothing against you. This land is no longer my home. However, I must regret to inform you that my current occupation forces you and I to become enemies." I respond un-phased by his interest in my body.

Sensou approaches me and strokes my cheek. "Evander was right about you. You are one in an eternity."

This last statement made no sense. Evander, but he is on an opposing side to Sensou. Evander told me where to find Sensou. Why would he be on speaking terms with this, this, this monster?

"I can see you have no idea what I am babbling about," Sensou continues. "Normally, it would take weeks for a paid assassin to find my lair. Do you wonder why Evander could tell you about it so quickly?"

Suddenly it all made sense. Willow chance bumping in to me, Evander picking up right where we left off, Archimedes caring for the planed injuries on Willow. I had been betrayed; I had been betrayed all along.

"So, things really have changed," I answer. "Just tell me one thing. Willow in the market, Evander in the bar, Medes in the Flat. Why?"

"You interest me. Tell me, do you know why an art collector wants a certain painting? To complete his set, of course. The beauty and charm of the third painting adds a richer and deeper sense of definition to the first two."

I voice from besides me continues, "Daja, you want me to help you?"

I look at Yusuke standing next to me and say, "detective, step down. This is not your fight any longer."

"Daja. Let me help you beat up this guy."

I turn completely to Yusuke and growl, "Detective, I said step DOWN!" I punch him in the gut and he looks hurt as he falls off the platform. I tilt my head to the left and grin totally feeling a fight coming on and the stress relieving about to begin as well, "now, since that was taken care of, where were we Sensou?" I face him again and I gasp. Why there are three more people up on the altar with Sensou and I?

"Daja, forgive me for being so fast, but, will you dome the honor of being my third wife?" Sensou says coming close to me and touching my chin.

"So, this is the truth. My Orphan and the Sylph... are your wives. And what is the Mage, you jester?" I spit out feeling the betrayal more now than before and casting dark looks towards my former allies come close family.

"Sensou, my lord, let me try to convince her that your way would be the most logical." Willow says coming closer to me, her injuries fully healed and wearing an ankle length gown that seems to be spun of gold. "Daja, join us and you will have power like you have never fathomed in your wildest passions with Damien."

"Like you even care what I felt for Damien, you weak human!!!!"

Hiei blurs up the stairs and stands behind me. He looks over my shoulder at Willow then leans forward and whispers in my ear, "you're going to need my help. Don't deny it. This has dragged on too long already." I smile and nod. This mutiny is too much for me to handle on my own, and having Hiei help doesn't seem like such a big deal. He was a thief; he also has an honor code like mine.

"Willow, step down. I have nothing against you. It is you mate I have issues with," I growl, letting my instincts take over my body. Old habits die-hard, I know this first hand.

Willow smiles at me, and steps aside, "yes my lady. However, I'll hate to tell you I told you so later, Daja-mama, when you are bound to Sensou." I walk up in front of Sensou wearing a look of complete disgust as I grab for my dull sword. (Sensou doesn't know that, I figure I have at least a 55 percent chance of faking him out before he notices).

Sensou grabs both my wrists with one of his hands and pulls me close to him, wrenching my new weapon out of my hand and demattering it into nonmatter. It figures that he is a Shaper, seeing my own heritage. Shapers are beings gifted with the power to form items out of any form of matter, air to perhaps their own energy. It's been awhile since I have run into someone with blood of a shaper's clan running through his or her veins, this is going to be amusing, but I feel nauseous as I sputter out, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!!"

"I want you to be mine." He says bringing me up to his eye level. Sensou looks deep into my eyes and begins to come closer to my face; I think he wants to kiss me! So I do the only thing I can, I spit at his face.

"YOU WENCH!!" He screams as he sends one thousand volts of pure, undiluted energy screaming through my veins. I faintly here a, "Dear GOD!!!!" Being screamed behind me and I open my eyes, but they only open as big as slits. Kurama is up on the altar now, wielding his rose whip against Willow's spirit swords. Kuwabara and Yusuke are fighting in team style against Archimedes and her wind attacks. Hiei stands watching me being electrocuted, knowing probably I will stop living in a few moments.

Then it hits me as I realize that my breathing is becoming shallower, and shallower with every passing minute, I am dying.

So this is it, this is how my epic lifetime ends. Somehow, I thought it was going to be better, grander, more splendid, but it's not. Actually, I half-heartedly wished it would be worse. I mean, I should suffer for all the suffering I have caused, for all the piracy I started, for all the lives I took.

Dying always seemed like a... like a redemption, a chance to start over. Reincarnation was a long shot, a very, very long shot. I wasn't the nicest person always lets say ('nough said on that subject). Then again, I don't want to be reincarnated. I don't want to mess up anyone else's lives with my ineptness for life itself. But...

Dying...

Do I really want to let go?

My life, again, has a purpose, a purpose so grand I could shout for joy on the inside. A purpose...maybe that's what I have been searching for my whole life... just a reason to keep going, to keep living.

Dying...

Is this the answer I have been searching for?
An answer... that's something I always wanted as a child. Answers to the questions like why... what did my mother abandon me only days after my birth? why didn't my father stay with my mother. Why didn't anybody want me? right now, those questions are not loud in my mind. I want something far different than answers. I crave something unconsciously. I don't know what it is, but I want it. what am I wishing for?

Dying...

I am dying....

And it hurts....

It hurts because I know it's true....

Humans sometimes say your entire life flashes before your eyes when you are about to die. Either it doesn't happen or I have not much of a life to see because I see nothing but blackness. Humans also pray to their imaginary gods for help. If I were spiritual, I'd pray for divine intervention too, but in a way... I am "divine" intervention.

The world sleeps safe from demons and they aren't supposed to know I exist. It's a sad occupation ... a great punishment however. Props to Koenma. It makes you feel unappreciated, but, hey, I have been unwanted all my life, so it doesn't really matter.

Dying...

Why am I so afraid...

I feel the weight...the weight of thousands of souls pressing on me, causing me as much pain as possible. And the weird thing is, I can feel it...I can feel the excruciating pain on my skin, like red-hot iron being poured on my limbs and back. The wind is being sucked out of me and I cant breath... My flesh is being ripped away from my bones I know it.... my gods it hurts....

Death is but moments away...

I can't hold it off any longer...

As suddenly as it started, the electrocution stopped. I want to see the world one more time before I pass away, see everything I'd be throwing away and leaving behind. I try to open my eyes, but they don't. I can feel Sensou's hands still wrapped around my wrists, and I try to tell him that I have had worse but only a small ahhoooh comes out. Turns out my mouth isn't working either. I feel the tears build up behind my eyes, and I give in.... one slides down my cheek and I lick it off with my tongue... it tastes like blood... with one last sigh and a look up at the sky (my eyes opened, but everything was still blurry), I go limp and wish the best for my master and the fox, as well as idiot and lover boy... I am moving on....


Hiei: I watch in shock as Daja hangs captive in Sensou's grasp, with more energy than I have ever felt rushing through her small body. I unsheathe my sword and rush at Sensou, only to be stopped by that coward Evander. I lose all control and kill him easily with one slash of my katana. Willow and Archimedes gasp and freeze as they both watch in horror as their partner falls to the ground, already dead before his body touches the ground. I smirk, feeling the immediate high that I get when I see horror on my opponents face.

I turn around to access my situation now that two women can be heard screaming hysterically. I sigh heavily and shake my head, Yusuke and Kuwabara are unconscious and bound to columns lining the sacrificial altar, and Kurama is also bound to a column but he is still mentally aware to what is happening. Both of Daja's former allied women are bent over Evander's corpse, already in the highly complicated process demons go through when grieving for someone bound to them. (I had already deduced that they were bound by blood and soon both Archimedes and Willow will soon pass away now that Evander was dead). Daja still lies unmoving where Sensou had dropped her and I feel her life force dwindling and striving not to fade from existence. But after a second.... It begins to fade, no more struggling... Daja... you're leaving.... But.... You can't.... I.... no...

Sensou watches his mistresses for a moment but then he smiles, "they never meant that much to me, just toys they were. Trophies that I could parade in front of other gang leaders... I never loved them; they were too bound to the past. It took too long for them to forget the love they felt for this bitch," he points to the ground were Daja lies, still barely alive, "some of my best brainwashing, I am proud of the final product." Sensou smiles and looks down at Daja once again, "she, too, will be wonderful. Depends if she survives, I was pretty mad at her. Not a big loss, what a wench," he says kicking her in the back making her cough and wheeze harder than she already was.

Now, Daja and I really didn't get along always, but, she.... I.... we.... We weren't exactly "best friends" as Kurama would say (we were more rough weather friends, when things were bad, we got along real well), but I wont let her die. She is too different to be wasted on such filth as Sensou. She is.... No, she is not leaving yet.

I charge at Sensou and surprise him by putting a few slashes in his arms, he realized what I was doing before I could inflict any real damage. Damn his reflexes.

He charges at me and forms a long spear in his hand... a Shaper... so that's why Daja look merry before he electrocuted her. I haven't run into a Shaper for awhile.... This should be fun....

After a few minutes of us just throwing and blocking punches and or kicks, I decide to use the Dragon of the Darkness flame.... I have no other choice, I open the Jagan eye. Sensou smiles and braces himself for the worst, forming a shield around his body. I smirk; nothing can stop my dragon any more. And the one person who could, Bui, was dealt with along time ago.

But I was wrong...

Sensou turns my dragon into oblivion, I myself becoming defenseless in the process. I have failed. I resign to die; I knew it was coming all along.

But as soon as Sensou is about to strike the final strike, arms pick me up and hug me to a body, protecting me from all danger as the person runs clumsily away from danger. He continues to run for about 35 feet, but then stumbles on a rock, sending us into a roll. This savior like person rolls into a ball, hugging me into the center so I don't get hurt. We skid to a stop about 50 feet away from Sensou and I open my eyes only to see the most unlikely savior above me...

"You didn't die?" I vaguely ask to Daja, who is laying on my chest and trying to raise herself off me. Needless to say, she barely can straighten her arms all the way.

Looking into my eyes, she stutters out, "no, I am an evil bitch with steel for blood... I am never going away..." brushing the hair out of her face, she continues, "you'd better stay here detective, I am about to get hazardous..."

I smile at her and she smiles back weekly, "Hiei if I don't... if I... if I don't walk away for this... I want you to know that I...."

"Are you done with your conversation over there?" Sensou says irritably from across the altar. He glares at us; Daja still hasn't found the strength to get off of me... not that that isn't a really bad thing. No, she is a shield, nothing more I correct myself as she looks over her shoulder at a tremendously angry Sensou. "Step aside, wench. He dies now. I want you. He is in my way, so he dies."

Daja looks once more into my eyes and smiles evilly. Her eyes turn neon green and all her open wounds begin to heal. Her eyes seem to tell me that this is her final stand; she doesn't believe she will survive this fight... no...

She back flips off the ground, and lands in front of me, apparently unharmed by Sensou's previous mistreatment. "Sensou," she beckons, "your dynasty... it's over!" Her hair goes slightly gray and she seems to shrink, but in an attractive way. She becomes smaller, curvier, but she is still plenty large where it counts in a women. Not that I care, I just noticed that she did. She cracks her neck and I can feel the power she's emitting. Such a large amount of power...

"You are a fool," Sensou shouts as he rushes at Daja, spear poised for a fatal blow. Daja winces as she tries to run to the left. Damn it, she still is hurt. I desperately try to stand up, but the fatigue that comes with unleashing my dragon overpowers me so all I can do is sit up and watch Daja as she faces death... again...

Daja screams, sending both hands out in front of her chest to maybe slow the spear's movement down. Sensou shouts, "little good that will do you wench!!! You are as good as dead." Daja's hands begin to glow, almost like she is preparing some sort of energy attack. And all the sudden it hits me, I have never seen Daja emit any type of spirit energy outside her body. No spirit gun, no spirit sword, no rose whip, and no dragon, not even a cloud of smoke to disguise her self. Daja's eyes open and they glow neon blue as she is engulfed in a crystal like shielding barrier. It's as if she is in suspended animation, hanging as if time doesn't matter in a crystal formed from a soul's energy.

I watch in horror as Sensou laughs, thrusting his spear into the crystal to break it. As the crystal begins to crack, a large force emanating from the crystal itself repels Sensou into a column behind him. The crystal shatters into thousands of pieces that evaporate into spirit energy that returns to its creator... Daja.

Sensou growls, "you cant possibly be human, what are you!?!"

"Oh I am nothing like a normal human...but, " Daja replies staring at her hand, "Perhaps you would like to see what I am!" Daja rushes at Sensou, and her speed has increased about 50 percent from the last time I trained with her. Was she holding back all this time? That girl... I mentally growl.

Sensou's reflexes are just as good as mine, so he senses from which way Daja will attack. Holding his spear in a defensive position, Sensou waits for Daja to attack him. I can only assume he is thinking of ways to bring her down.

But Daja has assumed that as well, she jumps into the air and holds her arms in such a way that it would seem she thinks she is holding a large sword. She growls as she whips her arms down as if trying to cut Sensou's spear in half. With a sudden cloud of energy engulfing them and the distinct clinking sound of metal pushing on metal in the asphyxiating haze of power also, two figures emerge from the smoke, clothes in tatters already. Sensou looks at his broken spear in disbelief, the cut as clean as if I had cut it with my katana. He looks at Daja and then he smiles.

"You've got shaper blood in you too. This is going to be fun," Sensou says to Daja, who stands in a ready position with a new long sword. She breathes heavily, turning the weighty sword over. The sword itself is almost taller than Daja, but she is holding it as if it was a child's plaything.

"See this, Sensou! Your time is over," she growls rushing at Sensou sword poised to run through his chest. And then I see it, Sensou, he has a plan, he holds out his hands and then I know what he is going to do. Sensou points his hands at me and fires out diamond-like shards to distract Daja from what he is going to do next. She gasps, and starts to dart in front of the diamond missiles just as I shout, "Forget about me!!! Killing Sensou is all that matters!!!"

Daja disregards my order and places herself between the crystal shards and me, bracing herself as the get nearer to her. As she screams, "Oh stop playing hero, Hiei," a few of the shards disappear, but a few remain and pierce her delicate skin... okay, so I don't know first hand if it's silky and smooth, but I do have male eyes (three to be exact) and it's not like I don't have instincts I succumb to once in awhile. Keywords there are once in awhile. Blood gushes from her new wounds and she falls back from her fight with Sensou to check on me.

"You idiot," I tell her as she starts to walk away from my perfectly fine, except if you count exhausted, body.

"Sensou!!!!!! Leave him out of this!!!!!!" Daja roars as she tears the sleeves off her senshi outfit.

"So you do have a weakness," he taunts, slowly easing her away from me with out her noticing. I try to shout at Daja, telling her what Sensou is doing, but I can't I am frozen. Sensou.... You bastard.... I should have guessed he would hold my mouth shut with some energy ward. Daja, I try to send her a vibe telepathically, I don't matter... but you do.... Do not try and save me...

From Daja's body language, I think she heard me but it's to late. Sensou sends a giant ball of energy at me and Daja stops attacking him for a moment. Sensou forms a dagger and stabs her stomach, causing Daja to howl in pain. Meanwhile, I brace myself...again... for an attack meant to kill Daja and me as well. Daja looks at me and frowns, extending her hand and calmly saying "no." The energy stops and fizzles out ending in a small explosion a few feet away from my body.

Sensou takes advantage of her distractedness and stabs her upper left thigh. Backing off from her body, he says, "you could have had anything you wanted if you chose me, but you didn't. I'll give you one more chance. Be mine and you can have anything you want, jewels, riches, power, land, sex, booze..."

Daja seems to think this over, trying to stem the flow of blood from her thigh. She forms a large bandage of energy around her leg and waist that immediately get soaked with blood. Standing up she is only 15 feet away from Sensou. "Sensou," she begins while straining against her wounds, "I will never succumb to you. This is my last stand, no matter what you say." Daja's eyes go blue again, but this time both of her arms from the wrists down are engulfed by elemental powers, one a deep red I suppose is fire, and the other a light blue I suppose is water or perhaps ice.

"Your cheap parlor tricks wont work on me again!!!" Sensou laughs as he begins to form some weapon in his hands to send at Daja. Daja jumps into the air and is suspended by some invisible force that lifts her up about 30 feet into the air. Sensou falters in his weapon making; I don't think he was expecting her to actually attack him. Daja lifts both hands above her head and her energy forms a big portal at which Sensou gasps and I smirk. Daja looks downright vicious as she jumps up in front of the portal and Sensou gets ready for an attack. She throws her hands forward if summoning something out from a portal, and something does come out....

Something big....

And something terrible...

A dragon...

And what a dragon it is...

The dragon itself is not any larger than mine (I personally think it is smaller), except this one is not like that depicted in Japanese and Chinese paintings as mine seems to be, this looks like the ones Kurama showed me in his English folklore school book. Its scales look purple from afar, but I can tell that they are alternating crimson and azure scales. It head has two horns behind its yellow eyes that lead into the neck that joins at the elegantly shaped shoulders. At the shoulders a pair of large, graceful wings erupt from the leathery skin and the wingspan is at least 55 feet. The front legs are smaller than the back legs, which are very muscular, but both are ended in long talon-like claws that are as long as my forearm. The tail is longer than the dragon's body and it ended in a series of five spikes. It roars as it begins to descend down to Sensou's level, but before it does it takes Daja on its back as a rider.

"Dragon of the Forbidden!!!!" Daja screams at Sensou as the dragon bellows out a beam of blue energy with a spiral of red energy around it. Sensou smirks and erects a shield around him to block off the dragons attack.

The shield erected in front of his attack does not phase the dragon in the least bit. In fact, instead of weakening the onslaught, Sensou made the dragon angry, and a dragon is never pretty when angered. The beam of energy gets larger and breaks sensou's last hope at a line of defense.

"OH SHIT!!!!!" is the last thing Sensou will ever say in the realms of the living.

I watch as Daja and the dragon glide over sensou's remains in a giddy like jaunt similar to a victory lap. After plucking the amulet, the original reason we came after Sensou, from Sensou's ashes, Daja motions for the dragon to soar towards the clouds, and the dragon responds accordingly with an air of lovingness. I watch the skies as Daja and her dragon fly among the clouds. Soon the pair of beings comes down and the dragon lets Daja down softly on the ground next to me. She collapses into a deep slumber like state quickly and I find myself dragging my body to lie next to hers, or at least to make sure she is still alive.

Her breath is faint, but its there. She risked everything for me... so much power... she risked everything... everything for me... the fatigue that has been nagging me from the release of my dragon begins to take effect. A sniffing like sound from above me makes me look up and I meet the eyes of a very, very large and powerful Dragon of the Forbidden. Its calculating stare bores holes into my eyes, and to break its gaze would probably make it not trust me, which in turn would promptly lead to my death. Minutes pass and I become aware of its hot breath on my face. It burns but I do not turn away or cover my face.

With a small call to me, the dragon pushes Daja into my lap. The dragon's final gaze seems to say that if anything should happen to its master, it will punish me harshly with excruciating pain and with out regret. I nod and the dragon takes off flying and it disappears into another portal that looks a lot like the one Daja summoned it from.

Daja...

I look down at her and her hands are clutching my cloak so tightly that her knuckles have gone white. I don't try to peel her away from my cloak, but I do settle her differently on my legs and I give in to the fatigue, feeling very happy with the way today played it self out in the end. And in the end, I give into the darkness pressing on my mind. The world slowly fades as I slip into a deep slumber.


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