"Um, well you see. . . . . ."
"Come on, just spill it already; I don't have all day you know." You were starting to get annoyed by the reaper. "If you don't tell me, you might not live long enough to make it back to the Spirit World."
Her eyes were twitching at the sound of your threat. She had known you long enough to know when you were speaking the truth and when you were not. Sure you were in a human child's form, but you could honestly send chills down even the oldest persons spine. Even she didn't fully know how deep of a past that you really had, but it seemed quite obvious to you that it was not the best.
"Well, he asked me to tell you that he would like to see you. It's urgent."
Why now of all times. At this moment, you were starting to wish that Shuichi had never left and that Botan did. Why did your life have to be so complicated? Why were you so important to this mission. Why was it that Koenma could not send his own spirit detectives instead of making you go and solve this mission; whatever it might be. It was true, you have not been given any real information on this, so you basically in a lost.
"Tell him to stick it. I'm not in the mood to see him again. And if you have not realized it, I'm already sick as it is."
"I don't think that-"
"Well whatever you were going to say, just cut it. I am truly not in the mood Botan." Interupting her words, you decided to finish it. "Tell him that I will leave tonight to begin. That might make him happy."
She knew that if she were to try and make you go with her there, it would not process through your brain correctly. So instead of trying to push you into doing so, she took the initiative to leave you in peace before you had decided to start a war with her. You were just that stubborn. They both could never figure you out even if they tried hard enough. The only thing that they actually could understand was that you were more or less, the type of person to hide their feelings. Botan even thought that you were more like Hiei than anything, but what does she know. There were things that were a true give away, but the just couldn't figure it out. You were afraid to show your emotions, afraid that you would hurt someone. Koema knew of the curse and so did Botan, but they did not truly understand it. Koenma only knew that it involved you being in the body of a human child until the day you die, which was highly unlikely. You were destined to walk this earth until it is completely destroyed, then your soul would finally be set free.
Lying in the bed, everything seemed to move by slowly. Botan had left after your threats, and now you were even more bored than ever. And if it were possible for you to even get out, you would have done so a while ago. But now you are just stuck in this little childish room contemplating what to do for the remainder of time that you had, which was around nine hours.
"Maybe I should at least try and use this necklace to my advantage. Even if I am sick, I might still be able to test this new gift out. I do not believe that I will die from walking anyway, so why not give it a try?"
Getting out of your bed, you managed to make it over to the closet that you had considered to be a horrid joke. Sure you were in the body of a child, but that did not mean that you were supposed to be forced to wear any frilly dress. Once in a while it was alright, but not everyday. Everything in your closet was considered to be what a porcelin doll would wear, not you. But either way that was the only thing that you could possibly wear. So grabbing the only outfit that would have been considerably comfortable if only it were in an older size; a short sundress decorated with daisies.
Once on, you grabbed the blue backpack that lay on the nightstand by your bed before you began to make your way out of the door to the outside world. You knew that no matter what, you were going to endure something quite painful. King Enma would have never secured a simple pendant like this away if it were not powerful. This was going to be quite interesting in your mind. Koenma knew of what could happen if not used properly. But the question that ringed on and on in your mind was, why give you of all people something that could inflict death upon themselves? Was he that sure of your ability to control such a piece of jewelry?
"Koenma, Koenma, Koenma. If this is such a powerful piece, then why hand it over to me? I have not the greatest power one could possibly have as of now. There was another reason for giving me this, other than the mission. I will find out what it is even if I have to spill blood or break a few bones in the process."
With the necklace in hand, you began to tie it around your neck; letting the cold stone lie across your chest. At that very moment, you could feel a power begin to surface from within; an ancient power at that. A familiar feeling began to make it's way throughout your body sending ribbons of ice to your heart. Your heart began to pump faster as the pain surfaced. A scream was heard echoing off of the walls as you tried to surpress the feeling. It felt right, but in other ways it just felt down right . . . . . . evil. Now it was made clear as to why this was given to you and not locked away in the vault. Koenma knew of what would happen and honestly thought that you could control it's ancient power. Just knowing that you were older than both him and his father was something that could understand. Decades passed as he tried to figure out your origins and the powers that you might have within your possession. But even after those years, he just could not find the information that he needed. Truthfully, he did not even believe that you had even existed. Not one ounce of information was found on your life or anything that may have been related to you. It seemed that it was all lost in time.
These thoughts ran throughout your mind as the pain grew stronger and stronger until you finally gave in to it. Collapsing onto the living room floor, you felt as if your entire body was not your own anymore. Everything felt different in some way. That distinct feeling felt so right, so old that you knew this was the body that you were supposed to be in as of now.
"It seems that she was able to control as well as release the power of the jewel. I would have never suspected her to be that powerful. True that she extends the knowledge of this world, but to be able to control something in which has been locked away for centuries, that was not something that I would have thought." Watching from the screen, Koemna sat in his chair comtemplating how it was possible for you to control the power of the 'jewel'.
"Koenma Sir. Don't you think that it would have been safer to not have assumed anything from her. After all, we know nothing of her origins or her power, if she even has any." Botan watched the screen, more observant that her boss. Even though she knew of his intentions, she did not approve of them.
"Yes Botan, I know. But Oriole has proved herself to be powerful enough to handle this mission. If she were not, then her flesh would have been burned by the touch of the stone." He knew of her worries about Oriole, since he himself felt the same way. If this mission were not that important then there would have been no need for him to be so serious. From the information that he had come up with from watching her on his monitor, he had come up with a few conclusions. Oriole was neither human nor demon, but what she was, would remain secret until she discovered her own past.