Burn it Black(Summary): Released from her dwelling place by mistake, a female demon seeks out her fated enemy. Now she battles to keep her mysterious ways out of the Detectives' knowing, but is thrown off course when she feels strangely toward a certain fire/ice apparition. Hiei/oc

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I was pushed into a busted up black leather seat that looked as if it'd be ripped apart by a pack of wild animals. I didn't doubt the truth was far from that. I growled and pulled at the binds around my wrists and someone punched me in the side of the face. I bared my fangs and glared up in the near-darkness at who it was wanted so badly to die.

Two fierce dark orange eyes glared down at me, a bloodied fist held up in the air. I turned to the side and spit out a wad of blood. Silence passed between me and the new pair of eyes as an unspoken war ignited. Placing two demons in the same room is like pitting two pitbulls in a fighting pen together, and usually came with the same bloody ending.

He was a demon. I could smell it. I could feel it on his skin when he punched me.

A spark burst into flames from the other side of the room, yet our gaze stood unwavering. With the firelight brought new features that I had ignored until that moment. He had dark brown hair that hung limply around his face, and a long scar ran over his right eye, yet he saw out of it without a problem, it seemed. Finally someone spoke.

"Where'd you find her?" the demon demanded.

"Behind the forest on a bench. Abandoned, it looked like. Or she ran away."

"Broke through the barrier," he whispered.

"What?" Zaku asked.

"Shut up!" the demon shouted as he punched him square in the jaw. Even as his man stood on the floor in a crumpled pile of blood and flesh, the demon simply turned back to me. He did nothing to help his sideman, who, as far as I could tell, must've had a broken jaw.

"What do you want here?" he commanded.

I stared at him for a moment more and silently rubbed the robes around my wrists together again. "I was brought through the barrier a century ago. The rest is history," I mumbled.

Whispers echoed in the empty space and bounced back, and I mapped out the room. It was fairly large, with many small rooms leading off. My ear twitched to the side as a man began talking. Suddenly the man before me grabbed a painfully rough hold on my ear and tugged at it.

"Careful. Ears can get you killed," he told me. I closed my left eye in discomfort and rubbed my wrists together again. They were starting to come loose…

In my current position, I couldn't just burn through the ropes and hope to get out. I woke up just moments before, and had no idea how I got here. So breaking free now would prove pointless and probably get me deeper in trouble. How'd I get in this mess? Ah, I was trying to sleep…

"I'm talking to the wench alone," the demon commanded.

A series of nods and other positive answers followed, and everyone moved along without question. Then it was just he and I, sitting alone in a black room with smoldering embers in the background. Perfect. The demon stared up at me from his sitting position on the floor. His eyes told me he was cutthroat, and his previous actions warned me of how dominating he could be. I was screwed.

"So why are you really here?" he asked a bit more softly.

"Because your rag dolls didn't play fair," I said coolly.

The demon smiled a broad smile at me as he stood up. As he shifted toward me, the flickering embers that had been sparked to life suddenly died, leaving us in complete darkness. My black pupils quickly reacted and slit to turn silver, thus making my vision as clear as if it was day.

The orange-eyed demon grabbed a rough hold on my chin and forced me to look directly into his eyes. I noticed a spark of electricity flicker for a moment as he said, "Don't I know you from somewhere?" I found the familiarity with him also and studied his face. For a few moments of intense gazing and hearing the rain pounding on the brickwork of the building, my eyes widened considerably.

My trembling lips parted to utter in a quivering voice, "Satsujinki."

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The four Spirit Detectives walked toward a gray brick building cautiously, expecting something to jump out at them at any given moment. After a moment, however, Kuwabara ran toward a small sign. Bending down, he read it aloud, "Café Half Dead-B1"

"We can all read, fool," Hiei said as he passed the blue-uniformed man and proceeded toward the empty hallway that lead downward. Kurama, however, placed a hand gently on his shoulder. Hiei turned around sharply and pushed his hand away. "What is it?" he asked angrily.

"We shouldn't be so lenient with our actions. If Satsujinki were a demon, he would have set up traps, or at least a lookout."

"Or maybe he's just really confident," Yusuke said as he walked past Hiei and Kurama. Hiei grunted and turned to follow him. Kurama sighed and began to do so as well, until Kuwabara stopped them.

"Wait, I've picked up something interesting," he said as he stood up and closed his eyes. This gave everyone the opportunity to turn and see why he had stopped their intrusion. Kuwabara reopened his eyes and said seriously, "Kumori's spirit energy is down, and there's another that's able to overpower her now. Everybody else is in the hallway, waiting to go back in the room where Kumori and the demonic energies are coming from. I think she's in trouble."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!" Yusuke said as he started outright running down the hallway without any specifically evasive plan of action in mind.

"I wouldn't care if we failed this particular mission," Hiei mumbled as he began to warily walk down the first few steps. "She's too much trouble to begin with, and we hardly even know her. Just wait until we become better acquainted."

He was referring to the actual capture, which, according to my previous actions, didn't look like exactly like a picnic.

"That's what I've been wondering about as well. If she is so much trouble to catch she must have a reason for doing so. Usually we've finished a mission on the first try," Kurama said thoughtfully as he walked side-by-side with Hiei. He continued, "I've been trying to figure out exactly what she did wrong that we need to get her for. We accidentally released her from previous confinement, which had her placed by that old man for a specific reason, I'm sure."

"I'm not concerned with what she did or what's going to happen to her, as long as we get her back to Koenma. Then this nightmare will be over and done with," Hiei grumbled as he quickened his pace. Soon this would all be over. Then he could catch up on his favorite pastime; making the idiot's live even worse.

How he thought this was going to end was completely different then the reality of it all. It was much more complicated then any of them could have ever thought.

--

I sit up and push myself into the leather couch to get away from him. Satsujinki's face contorts to figure it out, until it finally clicks. His eyes light up as a smirk passes on his face, revealing short fangs. Leaning forward I curl my lips back to reveal my own fangs, which were so much longer then his pair. A growl rolled in my chest and filtered through my chattering teeth as the ends of the binds started to burn and singe.

"You," I snarled angrily.

"Me," he stated happily as he thrust his thumb at his chest.

In a flash of swirling embers, the binds on my ankles and wrists burst into a glimmering red flame. My teeth grinded together as I glared at Satsujinki's confused features. My eyes glinted and flashed into black, and the flames that burned on my binds slowly twisted to a black as dark as the night.

Suddenly Satsujinki's eyes narrowed and he jumped backwards with a scowl. When his feet hit the ground a spark of electricity lit the room and formed in his right hand. I stood up silently from the couch and lowered my hands to my sides comfortably, and the ashes that were once rope settled on the ground.

Satsujinki drew his hands together and held it for a moment and the light became a yellow-tinted white. He drew his hands toward his chest and dragged his hands further apart, thus the ball of electricity grew. I took a small step forward and sat on my hip patiently.

"I'll finish what I started, Kumori," Satsujinki said lowly as the ball of electrical energy grew to it's fullest form. As Satsujinki took a step back he pulled the energy forward, and then shot it forward as he shouted, "Hekireki!"

It flew toward me quickly, but I evaded it by simply stepping to the side and jumped away to escape its shock distance. Turning to Satsujinki I gave him a nasty glare. "That's your best? How could Rindou fall from something like that?"

Satsujinki just smiled at me and waited as I cast my hand to the side. Black fire crackled and began to roughly form when something hit me from behind. I held in a scream of pain when high voltage rocketed from my back, into my chest, and to my arms. I bore my fangs as I sharply flickered into a shadow.

The blast of electricity passed though the empty space and soared back into Satsujinki's right hand obediently. Immediately he fed it with more of his spirit energy, and the Hekireki expanded. Light flooded the floor and pushed the shadows up against the further corners of the room. The large wood door that separated the room from the stairs slammed shut and locked by itself instantaneously. I formed in the shadows, watching Satsujinki's light show.

"You can't move without shadows, can you?" he chuckled as he fed even more of his spirit energy into the Hekireki. I tsked and flickered away as the light expanded into where I was standing.

His laughing died after the first minute when his electricity ball grew so large that he hand to hold it with both of his hands. His eyes scanned the illuminated room feverishly in hopes of finding me standing in the open, ready to blast to bits.

"Come out come out, wherever you are," he said quietly as he slowly turned in a full circle. "There's no place to hide, I know you can't be far."

"Your right."

Satsujinki twisted around, but didn't find anything. I know I heard her voice he thought, getting a bit worried. "It was right behind me," he whispered.

"Right again."

Satsujinki flinched and turned on his heel to find nothing again. Fear struck in his heart as he quickly fed all he could into his ball of electricity. It sputtered dangerously and nearly hit the ceiling, but his control was growing weak over it. Feeling that he was losing control over his Hekireki, he panicked and tried to draw his energy away from it, but it was hopeless. Once you had created a Hekireki, any energy you put in it couldn't be attained again. It develops its own mind.

The Hekireki suddenly sparked into nothing, and darkness instantly fell. Satsujinki instantly froze as he felt claws pull his hair from his neck.

"I've been here all the time," I said gently as I saw the pale flesh of his tender neck present itself.

"You can't loose your shadow," I said condescendingly, "ever."

"Y-You was behind me-?" he stuttered.

"Yes," I said simply.

"This is for Rindou," I said sorrowfully, and Satsujinki tensed and tried to say something. I bore my fangs and plunged them into the side of his neck junction without hesitation, and his blood instantly rushed to meet my lips.

--

"There's so many of them," Kuwabara said as he punched one of the men in the stomach. He doubled over, but threw his knife at the orange head's chest anyway.

"Oi!" he yelled as he nearly dodged it.

"Keep on your toes!" Yusuke shouted from a few stairs downward.

"It's kinda hard when you're dodging five freaks at a time!" he screamed back as, what do you know, five thugs raced up and started throwing punches.

"How're you guys holding up?" Yusuke asked as he glanced ahead of him at Kurama and Hiei.

They were dodging punches, kicks, and knife throws effortlessly and occasionally throwing in their own assault to knock them unconscious. Kurama nodded at Yusuke, but Hiei was too busy with his battles. "I grow weary of these infuriating humans," Hiei said as he drew his katana blade.

Kurama's green eyes stared at Hiei in alarm and Yusuke shouted, "No! HIEI!"

Ignoring their remarks, Hiei went ahead and in a blurry amount of swift movements had all the humans who had apposed him on the floor, unmoving.

Yusuke's eyes widened in shock and anger and he shouted, "You son of a-!"

"Shut up, Detective," Hiei snapped heatedly. "I didn't kill them."

"Just unconscious," Kurama sighed as he dodged another attack and hit the man in the neck. He too fell to the floor in a less then wide-awake state. Fortunately that's all Kurama thought resignedly.

"We're taking too long," Kuwabara said as he glanced at the now shut door. "They're fighting with explosive powers, and as far as I can tell, Kumori's barely trying. In fact, she's not using any of her spirit energy, and Satsujinki is using every last drop of his!"

"But they're in my way!" Yusuke shouted angrily as he pushed the tempting thought of blasting through with his spirit gun. His eyes lit up as he detected an idea.

Smiling, Yusuke raised his hand in a gun formation. Shards of blue spirit energy collected around his pointed finger, and Hiei glared at him in confusion. Yusuke watched the fearful looks on the thugs as they began to wonder what was going on.

Hoping Hiei would hear, Yusuke thought, Hiei, I'll shoot the smallest Spirit Gun I can and the thugs should clear a path in fear. You speed though; the spirit gun should blast away the door, and grab Kumori. Got it?

"Here goes nothing," Yusuke shouted.

--

A screech pierced the air as Satsujinki fell to the floor, blood pouring from his torn neck. I cut off my scream and watched the sparking ball of energy tear its way to the other side of the room. Scuffling forward I wiped away the blood from my mouth with my forearm with a wide smile. "So," I started, "you're still here are you? I thought that without your master you'd dissipate."

The Hekireki's yellow glow sparked and, with agile speed, flew toward me. I jumped to the side and held up my forearms to protect me from the blow, but when I landed I saw that I wasn't quite its target.

The Hekireki hovered above Satsujinki's chest and slowly lowered into him. The motionless body lifted slightly from the mid-back as the Hekireki overtook the dead Satsujinki. His brown hair grew longer and gained yellow streaks. His eyes opened to reveal glazed orange irises with a green hazy where the white should be. I took a step back and collected Spirit Energy in my right hand.

Satsujinki turned to me and his body lifted itself to a standing position. My eyes followed his movements as he hovered above the floor, a wicked smile on his face. He opened his mouth and cackled as yellow symbols etched themselves along his forehead and either side of his cheeks.

"So, you're Kumori?" he asked; yet his voice was different. Traces of Satsujinki's voice were visible, but behind it was a deeper one, the Hekireki's voice.

"From what I've gathered, Satsujinki killed Rindou. It was a hired murder. You still haven't healed from his death? Wasn't it-?"

"74 years ago," I whispered angrily, yet, solemnly. "It was 74 years ago, on April 23." My crimson eyes watched my feet on the stone floor. I remembered the look in his eyes when he died...

"Let me aid in your transition!" Satsujinki shouted as he put his arms out in front of him. He pushed his wrists together and fanned out his fingers as yellow energy sparked at his palms. In one crackle, a thunder ball formed and he fired it shouting, "ENREI!"

The blast tore toward me dangerously and I bit my lip in anger and tossed my head to the side. Just two feet away from the Enrei, I quickly raised my hand and shot my own black energy into the Hekireki's blast. It tore through the Enrei and parted a clear channel for the shocked Satsujinki.

"N-N-NOOOOO!" he screamed as he tried to back away from the blast.

However, it proved futile. My energy blast shot right into him and tore his body apart in a flash of black light. When the light faded, nothing was left but sparks of stray electricity. I staggered forward as a pain surged through my left arm. Glancing at it, I saw a stream of blood seep through a gash along my arm. I grumbled, "When it separated it still had a mind of its own until I hit Satsujinki. Got me then…"

I grabbed onto it with my right hand and walked backward until my back rested against a wall. I looked at the spot where Satsujinki was vaporized and sighed heavily. It was over. It was finally over…

The door blasted into splinters and a black wiz flew inside. Facing the new threat I backed away and narrowed my eyes. After a second, I realized who it was.

Hiei I thought angrily. Just as I had finished the thought, the black figure turned toward me and wasted no time. I found myself pushed against the wall with my wrists pinned to my sides. Just as I opened my mouth to protest, a sharp pain seared in my head and I drifted off into sleep. A deep sleep that I needed to contemplate the day's successes and sorrows.