The Biography of Hiei and Botan : Mortality
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I
Notes from Botan's Journal (spirit): The power... it was too much for me to think about at the time. As Hiei leapt into the air, burning through the sky, I felt myself join him, becoming airborne. My eyes blazed, I could feel it.
With my white staff, I charged, white robes flapping in the wind.
Yusuke (demon): I couldn't feel my body when I saw Hiei stop in midair, and I swear it looked like he was standing on nothing. Botan was using her new... abilities, her white aura zigzagging forward and wrapping around Enma. He fell, his mouth opening and letting out a ear-splitting bellow.
The three of us looked up with tears in our eyes as Hiei, the fireball, lifted his arms into the air, a strange screech coming from his body. Suddenly, the very foundations of Rekai began to rumble, the ground cracking beneath our very feet.
I didn't have time to breathe before Kurama was already pulling Kuwabara and I away.
Kurama (kitsune): There comes a time in every man's life where suddenly, one doesn't seem so important anymore. That moment came on that Christmas Day. I saw Hiei, a flaming God, and Botan, the Goddess that was defeating Enma. When the ground started to shudder, I couldn't tell because my heart was in much more of a tremor than the world around me.
Hiei, my best friend was suddenly so far away, even though it was only about forty feet. I knew... deep down I knew that I would never be able to see him again. Even if I did, what would I say? There would be nothing I could do to even attempt to understand him. Not now.
But all that anxiety vanished when Yusuke had to catch himself from the shifting earth, some rock falling from the once colossal pillars.
It didn't matter.
So what if Hiei and I would never be able to be true friends again?
Reality hit me as I grabbed my two friends, pulling them behind the collapsing pillar. I knew that right at that moment that my life was not as important. Well, it was important, but there were other things that had more of a demand for my attention. Like Yusuke and Kuwabara. Like the new Gods that were currently battling and winning to bring down Enma.
My hair blew back as fire shot out of the ground.
Mukuro (demon): We marched and could only watch through the barrier at what was happening in Rekai. Our heads tilted back, we gazed upon the World that had suppressed us for so long. Fire spiraled up, enveloping it. Even though I was stuck in Makai, forced to merely witness a life-changing, no world-changing event, I could feel that the fire was from us. The demons.
The fire was our spirit, never dying, and fatal.
Koenma (spirit): I stood, not helping as my Father was wrapped up in both flames and Botan's energy. That pure spirit energy.
Even if I wanted to help him, I don't think I could.
Images of the dead Queen, Botan's child form, her body on the floor, the head missing. Those pictures would never leave my mind. I wiped at my eyes with the back of my arm, feeling like a little kid. I was so small, not the big bad God that everyone thought I was. I was insignificant.
I saw Botan moved her body, pulling her strings tight, bringing Enma to his knees. Her eyes were fierce, mixed with the fiery passion of a warrior and the sage look of a monk. Her arms were tense, muscles that Koenma had never seen flexing. Not Atlas muscles, but femininely toned. Like Demi Moore in the Charlie's Angels sequel.
Whoa.
I just thought of an American movie... when my Dad is screaming on the ground.
The situation strikes me as hilarious and I begin to giggle, and soon that just launches into hysterical laughter. Tears stream down my face as my body is suddenly racked by my own insanity. I mean, seriously, what is wrong with me?
My Dad is being over thrown, an usurp if you will, and I'm laughing my toddler butt off.
George (ogre): I remember that just before the Second Big Bang, Botan's eyes met mine. Those pink crystals burned through me as she continued her hold on Enma as he began to burn. She didn't smile, she didn't frown. She didn't do much of anything except stare.
Still... I felt as if she was talking to me. Saying, "Well, I'll see you on the other side, old friend."
Yukina (Koorime): Back down on Ningenkai, fire was shooting out of the ground, twisting into the sky, up and through the clouds. I remember that people were screaming, but none of them were caught in the flames. Each and every bit of fire completely avoided any other living creature.
More tear gems spilled out of my eyes as I realized that inside those flames was a little bit of my brother.
II
Notes from Botan's Journal: The fire, it was everywhere. For a moment, I hesitated. Adrenalin shot through me, and my lungs stopped working as I was literally consumed by the flames.
"Hn. Don't worry, Botan." My pink eyes, almost watering because of the white hot light in front of them, widened at Hiei, my mate's voice. "I'm right here."
I sighed, and my confidence returned. It was time. Even though I couldn't see anything, the fire still growing, I knew, I just knew that this was it. The time that everyone had been holding their breath for.
My teeth gnashed against each other as I sent out every once of energy I had left, which was a lot, considering that... well... I can now say that I am a Goddess.
Enma was no more.
Ayame (spirit): I was torn in two. A part of me was screaming, crying for Enma, the man that I had confidently called God for my entire existence. And yet... and yet here I was, a smile on my screaming face. Tears streaming down my cheeks, my inner soul knowing that a change was coming. Probably faster than I wanted it, but heck, it was coming.
Koenma: I watch, my stomach still twitching with the giggles, as my Dad screams on the ground. Hiei is moving his hands about in the air, directing the flames in such away that it seems like he was an artist.
He was like Mozart.
His flaming body was convulsing with the sheer thrill of creating something beautiful. The music over took him, his hands and arms shaking as he conducted his own piece. The one that he wrote himself, being performed by the best of the best.
Surely, it was a sight that I would probably never see again.
Kuwabara (ningen): I felt like I was just a little kid, being dragged away by Kurama. The fire swirled around us, and for a few delirious moments, I thought that it was alive. I quickly shook of the notion because fire can not be alive. That would be impossible. Even if it was twisting to avoid the three of us. Even if I sensed Hiei's aura in every spark. Even if... even if I could hear the voices of the Gods inside of them.
Because fire is not alive.
I know that for a fact.
I mean... it's not. It can't be.
Right?
Yusuke: We huddled together, watching with our hearts in our throats as Enma pulled at his hair, roared, and scratched at the ground as Hiei's flames consumed him. They became so bright, and so fierce... well... it was like the flames and Botan's energy were combining. To make the most powerful force on the planet.
And it was eating away at Enma.
Kurama: His screams were soon swallowed by the crackling of the fire. His body soon vanished under the brightening light. I squinted, and that was when I realized that it wasn't fire anymore. It was... it was light.
Pure and simple.
Notes from Botan's Journal: It was the universe. That's what it was. The fire and my energy combined to make the very start of what created... everything. As it grew brighter, as it sang louder, I recognized it. I had heard and seen this light before.
Everyone has.
From the moment they were born, this light is shining in all of us. It's hard to believe, I know, but this little piece of the universe is inside all of us. Scientists have proved it. And I would never lie to you.
The light suddenly peaked, blinding me and probably everyone in the Three Worlds. I had no idea where I was. If I was alive, dead, or just floating in Limbo, I had no clue.
All I knew was that there was this light little twinkling in my ears, what stardust would sound like.
III
Mukuro: There was no warning, not even the little faintest of clues before every single one of us were on the ground, our hands burying themselves in our eyes.
Koenma: My body was thrown back as the white light enwrapped us all.
Kurama: The moment we all went blind, I couldn't feel Yusuke or Kuwabara anymore. And I had just been holding them.
Yukina: Shizuru, Keiko, and Genkai all huddled towards me. Just before the light hit, I remember feeling their hands on my shoulder. But they vanished as soon as the light came. It was like they just disappeared... leaving me... somewhere else.
Notes from Botan's Journal: It was the sound of It. I knew it. Deep down inside. I closed my eyes as a tickling sensation snuggled up around me. A satisfied sigh fell from my lips.
As soon as that last bit of air fell from my lungs, the light went away. Still, its warmth would never fade from my skin. I opened my eyes, and stared down at what was left of Enma.
Hiei Jaganshi (God of Fire): My body shook, the flames put out once the light left. I was clammy, cold, and horribly shaky. It's not something I'm used to. My head turned to see Botan, her chest heaving as she looked down. I followed her gaze to...
Kami.
It was Enma.
Notes from Botan's Journal (Goddess of Spirit): He was... so small. Well, smaller than he was.
He was the size of your average ningen man. In fact... as I squinted my eyes, I realized that he was ningen! I felt myself lowering to the ground, my toes brushing the earth as I stepped towards him.
In a flash of smoke, Hiei was behind me.
"Be careful."
I nodded, a bit absentmindedly.
"It's okay." I watched his moaning form on the ground, his fleshy hands and beating heart. "He can't hurt us now." My lips twitched in a humorless smile. "He can't hurt anyone now."
Enma (ningen): What little is left of my original memory... well, I remember looking up to see Botan. She wasn't any bigger than me, but I still was intimidated by her. I could recall shrinking away before the darkness overtook me.
IV
Yusuke: That was that. It was over. They just disappeared. Koenma was still a spirit, Enma was now a ningen, and everything was okay in the Three Worlds. I never saw them again. By them, I mean the new Gods.
Kurama: When I came to, I was back in Ningenkai. I rolled over, my nose buried in grass. My body hurt. Like I had been working out for far too long. My eyes were still closed, my breaths just evening out.
"Hey."
Even though my eyes were closed, I could see him. Hiei. He was in... my head.
Hiei?
"So you are awake."
He was kneeling in front of me, as if he were concerned about me. Not that he was openly emotional or anything, but it was just a feeling that I got.
What happened?
Hiei smirked.
"Enma's gone."
Gone?
"Mortal. He'll die just like anyone else."
My muscles twitched, and the picture of Hiei faded. I stilled and he was clear again, still looking at me.
What about you?
He looked away from me. Hiei Jaganshi, thief that sent Rekai into a panic, the one demon to master the Dragon of Darkness Flame, and the brother of Yukina frowned. He could not keep my eye contact and he looked beyond. To something that I could never see, even if I tried.
"I'll be around. Making sure everything is okay."
And Botan? My eyes narrowed. What about Botan?
"I'll be with her. Forever."
The last thing I remember is his face, so serious and yet... enlightened. He faded away like a dream, and I woke up, alone.
Kuwabara: The first thing I did after everything was over was find Yukina. She was still rattled, but she kept on asking everyone where Hiei was. But... it was like she was a sick person. Nobody would look at her. She would cry, pull at their cloths, but they still wouldn't answer her. Even I was tempted to just walk away and not answer her... but... she was crying so hard and her eyes were so red...
When I told her what happened, she let out a sob that would make even the most darkest of souls tremor with grief.
Koenma: My dad was still in the pile of rubble after Hiei and Botan disappeared. Everyone was slowly coming out of the building, and when I stepped out, he flung himself at me, clutching my robes.
"Koenma! Koenma!" I blinked. I couldn't believe it. He was a ningen. Mortal. He wasn't a God anymore. I sighed. Then again... he never really was God, was he? I could tell that I was just a spirit now. Nothing special. "Thank God, my Son, we've got to stop those savages!"
I didn't know what to say. He was sweaty and greasy now. A decrepit old man, senile and dusty.
The only thing I could do was open a portal to Ningenkai, pushing my own Father through.
V
Notes from Botan's Journal: It was over. Enma was obsolete. We defeated him. Hiei and I defeated him. I sighed, and I felt a calloused hand touch my shoulder.
"We should go."
I nodded, looking at Hiei.
"I know."
I jumped a little when he nipped my neck, growling just loud enough so that I could hear him. My eyes closed, leaning into him.
"I have something that I need to finish."
His breath against my neck, his tongue raking across my skin. I knew he was hurting. His hands were massaging my skin, starting at my hips, moving up to my sides, moving up to my rips, to my—
He was right, we had to leave.
I turned and kissed him, both of us disappearing to... well... God knows where.
VI
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