Okay it's time for another chapter. Already yes cause its written just needs to be typed. But still more then three chapters will be made and soon too.
Disclaimer: I do not own Saiyuki. If I did things would be different. I also don't own the capsules or computer ideas. I do own Emerald though. And if you want to use her ask.
Chapter 2
Who Are You? Who am I?
Her gaze was steady upwards "Who are you? How do you know that name?"
He sighed, and led her back to her room. He set her down; she just kept her unblinking stare on him. He sighed once again and turned "Sanzo!" he yelled exiting the room. Her eyes narrowed, there were more of them, and how had she not known? No matter, she'd play along for now. Four of them entered the room. By this time she had already cast a healing spell. She looked up at them from her position on the low bed, and proceeded to make her synopsis of each.
One was a full youkai with dark hair and green eyes; he was average height and build. He seemed mild mannered, and fairly young. As a matter of fact none of them seemed far from her age. There was a heretic, he was younger then the rest; he must be the baby of the group. There was the half-breed red hair and eyes. Odd pairing most would dye the hair so they wouldn't match. It got on peoples nerves trying to match them to other colors. And there was a human. He was blonde with violet eyes. He color matched she noted with a small smirk. Contrast colors in a person, she wondered idly if he had dyed it for that purpose. He didn't look like much, but there was an underlying sense of power to him. He had great potential, was he aware? Maybe something had gone wrong with a spell? Was that how she had arrived in such odd company? Youkai didn't flourish on her world. Not much of anything besides the original inhabitants did. She blinked again reverting to her demonic form. The human's eyes narrowed considerably, and the air in the room seemed to get a bit heavier. She seemed to recognize that as a bad thing. But she didn't know them, did she? One knew her name that was for sure. Why did he seem to know her when she had no recollection of him, or any of the rest of them for that mater?
"What's wrong with her?" asked the youngest. "I do believe she has amnesia." Replied the full youkai. She couldn't believe this; she refused to believe it, "If only night can hold you where I can see you, my love. Then let me never ever wake again. And maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away. We'll-" a hand came down over her jaw. Her eyes sprang open from their clenched state and she struggled avidly. "Stop it. You're going to hurt yourself." the voice of the full youkai. She didn't stop her hands flew to the bandages. She pulled separating the blood stained cloth from her skin. She didn't even have scars. He released her "how did you?" She bolted, or she tried to. She miscalculated, or did the human move? That wasn't relevant, she had managed to get caught in blind flight. She cursed lightly his shoulder was hard. She tried backing up, his hands tightened on her shoulders. She struggled against the firm hold, and he tightened almost painfully. Question answered he knew he held power. "Emey stop," well apparently he knew her as well, " you've been with us for two months now." She winced. "And Matt?" He blinked "Who?" She dissolved into tears "oh god. So He's alone." She pulled out of the other grip and sunk to the floor in tears. The guys looked lost. What was wrong with their other comrade? Finally the youkai convinced the rest he would look after her alone.
He helped her to the bed and handed her a tissue box. She blinked taking it "Who are you?" she asked yet again realizing she had not clue who these people were. She sniffed "I need to know, so I can tell if something worked." "My name is Hakki. The red head that helped you is Gojyo. The blonde is Sanzo and the child is Goku." he placed a bag by her. "We found this with you, we don't know what it is." Her eyes lit up with a fire "Its my laptop." She opened the bag drawling out a black computer, a set of earrings, and a small pack of capsules. She took two of the capsules and left for the attached bathroom.
She came back out clothed in pitch black pants a couple of sizes to large for her. They were draped in chains, and hung low on her. Her shirt was short ending somewhere still in the region of her ribs. The sleeves were three quarter length, and it stuck to her skin. There was a loop of what looked like heavy machinery chain being used as a necklace. She had hand guards, if they could be called that. They were solid on the palms but the back was strung with black lace that wrapped around her wrists. Her right ear had several pieces of metal jewelry in it. Her left had one. It was one that had been with the computer. Her stomach, now uncovered thanks to the weight of her pants and shortness of her shirt, was pierced with a dark red gem. It connected a very thin chain around her stomach and lower back. Her boots adorned metal buckles on the sides. The biggest difference in her was her face. She had never worn makeup before, but now she wore dark red lipstick, and black eye makeup. It made the paleness of her skin stand out. She was, Hakki couldn't find an exact word for her except different. Then he noticed something odd, she had a hilt to a bladed weapon clipped to one of the belt loops of her pants. "It doesn't have a blade?" he asked. She laughed "Not without me it doesn't." she answered. He had heard her laugh before, but now she sounded dark.
"So I'm really that different now?" She smirked, "How was I before? Or should I be scared to ask?" "To Quiet." Hakki smiled once again hearing her willing to communicate, "Now who is Matt?" She blinked "Oh shit. I didn't screw you did I?" she asked suddenly. Hakki stopped eyes widening and face going red "No, I assure you. If anything happened it would have been Sanzo." She blinked "Alright then." She sat down on the bed again and grabbed the laptop. He moved to sit by her as she clicked away. A picture came up. It was her standing in a boy her age's arms. He stood behind her a grin stretched over his face with his blonde, and dark brown hair wet and hanging in his eyes. Emey was half turned and glaring at the slightly taller boy. She was soaking wet as well. "That," she said motioning to the picture, "Is my brother Matt." "He's older?" Hakki asked. She shook her head "He's five minutes younger." Hakki stopped "Twins?" She smiled lightly, nothing like her brothers outward grin "Not identical but still twins." He blinked, why had she never said anything before? "I'm not sure how I got here. But I'm kind of glad I did. Anywhere is better then where I came from. Even If I don't know where he ended up. I'm just a little worried I did something stupid." "Well, you were living partially peacefully when we found you." She smiled a bit; maybe she should've stayed where she was. She froze suddenly sliding sideways. Hakki blinked, what was wrong with her? He checked her vitals and for bleeding. He found neither wrong, and laid her back down to sleep off the psychological stress.
