Bet struggled as she was dragged through the woods.
It was futile, that she had already realized, but she still had to try. After six men had jumped her and the others, they were pulled into the woods.

She had no idea where the others were, save Copper. She could see one of the black-clothed men struggling to carry the furious girl, who was biting and kicking everything in her reach.

Bet closed her eyes as she stopped struggling, trying to make sense of what was happening. Drake and Dan had been knocked unconscious right away... the men, whoever they are, must have expected them to pose a problem. The boys had been taken in a different direction from the three girls.

Bet couldn't see Nikki, but the ground beneath her had changed from the soft moss covering the forest floor, to a rough, gray, rocky surface.

Chains clinked around, and Bet found herself hanging from iron cuffs on the rocky wall.
Looking to her left, she saw Copper placed in similar bonds, and the raven haired girl then gagged. Glaring at her captors, Copper wrestled with the chains.

Seeing her best friends turn bright red with the effort, would normally have made Bet laugh, but looking at a scratched table, to which her other friend, Nikki, was chained, sobered her completely.

One of the men pulled his mask off, revealing tanned skin, and violet eyes, a scar running across his cheek.

He locked eyes with Bet, "You three are here to bring about the biggest Tempest the world has ever seen. She expressly requested a girl, age of fourteen, so your other friends will not be joining us.

"I'm afraid you will never see them again."

The man walked over to Nikki, picking up a long needle, dripping ink off of the end.
He began to use it to slice designs into the girl's skin, speaking over her cries of pain, "You see, we took all three of you because, chances are, and only one of you will live long enough to become the catalyst. You see, I'm a demon."

He looks up and smiles savagely before continuing with his work, "You can call me Raja. If you're thinking about 'reporting me to the authorities' because they won't be able to track me down. You will, however, be seeing me again. This is only the beginning. If you live through this procedure-"

At this he picks up a yellow stone, and shoves it into the girl's stomach. Bet closes her eyes tightly against the screams. The agonized cries faded away, and Bet opened her eyes again to investigate, and saw her best friend slumped over, unconscious, "What'd you do to her!" Bet twisted her head at Copper's cry. The brunette had worked the gag out of her mouth, and was staring accusingly at Raja.

Leaning over Nikki's body, Raja checked her pulse. Sighing heavily, he unchained her, and shoved her body off the table to the floor, "Well that didn't last long." He looks up at Copper mischievously, "For that little outburst, you're next."

Bet closed her eyes, huddling against the wall as her best friend was transferred from the wall to the table. Grunts of pain were heard as Raja began his work.

Bet waited for the whimpers to stop, as tears streaked silently down her face. A loud pop was heard, and minutes later, she heard a cackling laugh.

Bet looked up, to see Raja standing before her with a knife. He quirked an eyebrow, "Well no sense in keeping the extra."

A gasp was heard as the knife slid easily into the girl's stomach as her bright blue eyes glazed over.

Copper lay panting, bloody tattoos splayed across her stomach and wrists. (Editor's Note: Wow, this is heavy crap. But anyways, I'm going to try to put pictures of the tattoos in the result. And I'm pretty sure I'm spelling tattoos wrong...) Raja stood over her.

"You see, soon Tempest will take over your body. Bit by bit. Your eyes will be the only physical sign. As the day grows closer to Tempest coming, your eyes will get lighter and lighter, until they are yellow."

Copper caught her breath, "Over my dead body. This Tempest chick can go to hell."

Raja laughed coldly, "You see, Copper Elise Mendel, you will be the catalyst. Or else your pretty little family... and everyone else in this town, will be suffering the consequences. And as for Tempest going to hell, hun, she's already there."

He straightened up, "Now. Tempest has had me check up on you. And while she had her eye on you awhile back, you have one slight catch. You're too pure. So, we're sending you to a friend of ours to train. These... abilities that you will discover you have, are only partially yours. Since you are the catalyst, you will always wield a fraction of the power Tempest has, including the ones you may have already had."

"Powers?"

"You want to know why that redheaded friend of yours didn't make it when you did? You have a high potential. You must have already had spirit energy awareness."

"But as it is. In order to become suitable, you will kill."

Reaper sat in the kitchen of a white house. A brunette woman was bustling around, as Sagome sat across from Reaper.
"So what are we doing in the Minamino house?"

Reaper sat back and stretched, "There's a hit out on her. You know that I'd get blamed for anything anyways. So, I fen off the demons, freak foxboy out by being at his house with his mother while he's out tracking down bad guys, and get Mads to think it's all her fault, and knock out three birds with one stone."
"I thought that the expression was two birds."
"Well, in my case there's three."
"Uhuh. So, that'd be getting Mads off your case, letting demons know that the Minamino woman is off limits."

Mrs. Minamino stood by the table, "Oh, don't worry dears. Shuichi should be home any minute..." She hurries away to a different room.

"You forgot one."
"I can't think of a third one."
"It really pisses off Foxboy."
"Why do you insist upon doing that, Copper?"
Reaper narrows her eyes behind the shades, "Don't call me that, Drake."
"So you knew who I was all this time."
"I wouldn't have saved your ass if I didn't."

"You never told me what happened."

The room is filled with silence as the woman bustles back in, and then back out.

A demon burst through the kitchen door, brandishing a dagger. Reaper looked up, and absentmindedly threw a scythe, catching the assassin in the throat. A portal appears beneath the demon, and the body is gone.

"Well, there goes another one of my weapons. At this rate, I'm going to have to visit Kisho at the end of the week."

Sagome stood as another demon came in, and sliced the demon's throat. Another portal appeared, "Now's not the time to be talking about your favorite weapons maker, Reaper."

Reaper pouted, the closest thing she had come to acting like the person she once was, "But you don't know how many people I had to kill to find him..."

Sagome sat on the end of the table, "That's what got you so far deep in this problem, isn't it, Copper?"

Another demon popped in, and a dagger stopped it short as it disappeared into the awaiting portal, "I don't know why they keep sending such low-level demons when they could have a possible run-in with Kurama."

Sagome rolled his eyes at her dodging of his comment, "None of the upper-levels want to get into a throw down with the spirit detectives and their allies. Where are you sending these anyways?"

Reaper smirked coldly, "Foxboy's room."

Sagome snatched the sunglasses from Reaper's face, examining her eyes, "They're getting lighter you know."
Reaper's smirk faded, and the cold look many of the demons in Spirit World associated with her appeared upon her face, "They are."
"You know, Koenma may be able to--"
"No."

Sagome tilted his head, as the sound of the front door opening was heard, "She's changed you. You never were this cold."
As he disappears through a portal, Reaper answers coldly, "Sometimes it's just better to be numb..."

"Hello mother." Reaper holds back her smirk of anticipation, as Kurama's voice filters through to the kitchen. Mrs. Minimanino's voice follows after, "Oh, Shuichi. One of your friends is waiting for you in the kitchen."

Reaper suppresses her spirit energy, as she feels Kurama sweep the room with his own.

Reaper's smirk widens, as she sees Kurama's furious expression as he walks into the room.

Spinning in her chair, Reaper grins, "Your mother's very hospitable, Shuichi."

Kurama clenches his fists, "Stay away from her, Reaper."

Reaper stands up, tilting her head, "Oh, I don't see why. She's very nice."
Kurama lunges and Reaper sink through a portal in the floor.

Kurama climbed the stairs to his room, opening the door, and sighing.

He closes the door behind him, and notices the pile of dead demons on his bed, "Reaper."

"You called, Foxboy?"

Kurama whipped around, to see Reaper climbing down off of his desk.
Kurama's green eyes narrowed "Get out of my house."

Reaper's eyes narrowed as well, as a portal appeared, disposing of the deceased assassins. Her smirk disappeared as she stood nose to nose, looking up at Kurama, "You see, I don't think I can do that."

Kurama glared back, "Why are you wearing sunglasses?"

Reaper frowned, "Tell Mads that if she doesn't stop poking in where she doesn't belong by the end of the week, that hit out on your families, won't be the main thing on Koenma's to do list anymore."

Kurama stepped forward, smirking (Editor's Note: Heheh... Kurama smirking...), "You won't be going through with that threat, Copper."

Reaper lunged forward, tackling Kurama, punching him as she sat on top of him on the bed, "Don't you ever call me that."

Kurama grabbed her wrists, rolling over, and pinning her beneath him, "I could always just arrest you."
Reaper's eyes narrowed, "Oh, like Koenma hasn't tried that before. You're losing your touch kitsune."

Reaper struggled to break free from Kurama's grip, and sends a ball of lightning whizzing past his face, grazing his cheek.

Kurama's red hair flickers to silver. Reaper's shaded eyes meet with golden ones, as she's pressed further into the mattress, "Youko."
"You called?" The kitsune mocked. Glaring, Reaper struggled more fervently, "No. But doesn't matter which one of you I beat the shit out of, now does it?"

Youko rolled his eyes and sighed exasperatedly, "Ah, humans are so blind."

Reaper lets out a cry of protest, as Youko violently presses his lips to her own.

Reaper's mind becomes fuzzy, as a haze of lightning rushes through her, and into Kurama, who had changed back. Kurama was thrown from her, as Reaper lies staring up at the ceiling, panting.

Kurama groans, and gets up, "Damn that Youko..."
Looking over, Reaper still has not moved. Rushing to the bed, Kurama grabs the sunglasses, removing them.

Reaper's bright yellow eyes are glazed over.