HD: This is a re-write!

COH: please enjoy!

Alvar: no own!


Chapter 1

A harsh cold wind picked up the dead leaves and blew them along the forgotten path that weaved between the gravestones of the dead. A heel connected with the stone and it echoed through the night.

A cloaked figure slipped behind a gravestone and pulled back their hood.

Long violet hair tipped in black with black bangs. Her blue-violet eyes scanned the clearing but mist fogged her view and she cursed.

"Keep it down!" A voice hissed behind the woman who jumped and looked around.

The new arrival was taller with short ash-blonde hair and grey-blue eyes. She tossed her partner a wand made of ash-wood.

"You forgot it." The blonde smirked. The violet haired woman pouted and stuffed it in her pocket.

"Why are you here anyway?"

"You need help." The blond shrugged.

"If I need help with my family business I would have called my sister."

"Relax!"

"No you-" She was cut off by the sound of a rough voice.

"Do you hear something?" Two men approached the two women who panicked.

"Change!" The blonde snapped, shifting into a beautiful ash-blonde horse beside her was a violet and black Tiger. The men appeared and both backed down.

"A horse and tiger, in the middle of England…that's impossible!" One man yelled. The two were dressed in the robes of Death Eaters and clutched their wands in their shaking hands.

The tiger crouched and sprung at one who fell back with the tiger tearing at his chest. The other yelled in panic and took off, running towards the house on the edge of the graveyard.

When the man was on the brick of death and wheezing for the moist air the Tiger climbed off him and transferred back into a human.

The blonde reached down and grabbed the man's tattered and bloody shirt.

"What is your Lord up to?" The man looked up with fear in his blood-shot eyes. "Come it is your life on the line, what is he doing?"

"Mouto," The man wheezed, "he's killing Mouto and her…" The spark of life faded and he feel limp.

"Mouto…" The blonde murmured and looked at her partner who was staring back in fear.

"Kirra…" The voice was carried on a ghostly wind and blew across a faded tombstone of an Angel, her arms reaching for the sky and her mouth curved open in song.


Even at midnight Domino city was still busy. Lights blazed and cast long shadows that people who would rather not been seen hide in, cloaking themselves in darkness.

Kirra wrapped her cloak around her tighter and cast weary looks at suspicious men who looked her over. She rounded a corner and could see her apartment coming up. She smiled at the doorman who opened the door for her and she headed to an elevator.

She studied herself in the mirror hanging on the wall. Her hair was amber red, her newest colour and her eyes were a dark violet, once a bright amethyst in her youth. Her long hours of work had left dark rings under her eyes and darkened her complication.

A dark tune reached her ears and it took her a moment to realize it was her phone.

"Moshi, Moshi." She yawned.

"Hello, hello Hoshi is, is that you?" Kirra froze and blinked, the frail old voice kept repeating the sentence.

"I'm sorry you have the wrong number." Kirra snapped hanging up her phone. "Damn!"


The blonde and violet haired women had settled down on worn saggy couches that groaned under them.

"How could he know where she is?" The violet woman asked, stirring her cup of lumpy tea.

"Maybe he knows about…" The blonde trailed off and set her cup down. "She never should have given him to that old fool!" She snapped. "He doesn't understand! He's in more danger than Lily and James ever were."

"She did what she had too…" The violet haired women sat her cup down too. "If I know my sister she would have gone off somewhere nobody would possibly think to look…"

"Hope fully Voldermort won't find her and him." The blonde suddenly stopped short starring at a spot of the dusty un-painted walls.

"What is it?" The other asked, noticing her older friend's space-out.

"If Chiako is right then Voldermort won't be looking one…" She looked over at her friend, "He'll be looking for four…"


"Do you ever get the feeling like something life changing is about to happen to you?"

The other occupants of the spotless Wong-Ito kitchen looked over at the small spiky-haired teen.

"Sometimes…" Ryou admitted, sitting beside Yugi who was seated at the counter. Ryou sat down the tub of chocolate-chip ice-cream and handed a spoon to Yugi, Amaya, Jou and Malik.

"Like when you meet you're Yami?" Malik asked sitting on Yugi's other side.

"Kind of…" Yugi dug his spoon in the ice-cream and licked off the creamy choc-chip dotted food.

"Brain freeze!" Jou yelped, dropping his spoon. The others laughed as Jou danced around clutching his head.

"Are you ok?" Amaya giggled as Jou sat back down.

"Very smooth Jou." Malik grinned, flicking ice-cream at Jou.

"Hey!" Jou flicked a spoonful back. That resulted in a full out war.

They collapsed on the floor covered in ice-cream.

"Now what's that about dramatic change?" Amaya asked Yugi, rolling over to face him.

"I still think something big is going to happen." Yugi sighed.

"Whatever Yug." Amaya grinned.

TBC…


HD: ok this is a re-write of the first chapter.

Bea: only slightly better than the first try.

COH: Please review!

Alvar: pwease!

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