After our celebration of our first very successful attack, we all went to our rooms to sleep it off. In everyone's mind the appearance of the Spirit detective was no big deal. But I knew better, and I knew that they were all a threat. My arms still ached from deflecting his attack, I was lucky my arms didn't break with the force behind it.

For a while I lay in bed and questioned if we were strong enough to defeat them. After some time I decided that of course we were, and our abilities were ancient. Once I had convinced myself that there was nothing to worry about, I was able to finally fall asleep.

The next morning, I woke up with a sudden start when I felt my bed vibrate from someone punching the wall behind me. The argument was muffled, but I could hear Yaman trying to soothe Ki as he yelled at Yata and basically had a huge fit. Getting up quickly, I slid on a tight t-shirt and light blue tennis shorts. I opened my door and walked into the one directly next to mine.

I could feel the intense anger coming off of Ki as he stood there, his eyes narrowed as Yata hid in the corner, his hands covering his face.

"What's going on?"I asked, feeling the anger falter for a minute as Ki's head turned towards me.

"Yaddo is gone." He said, his head snapping towards Yata again, slowly starting to get towards him. The motion reminded me of a tiger going after its prey. Walking across the dark red carpet, I got between Yata and Ki, trying to stop things for a minute.

"What do you mean?" I asked, staring at him as he altered a little bit. Grabbing a tissue, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the white cloud necklace. It spoke volumes. We could only take off the necklaces if we were done with this.

"He did it." I whispered, suddenly understanding everything. He had been the one that had done something to attract the attention of Koenma. He had gotten scared, and was probably going to go tell the Spirit Detective everything in hopes that he could be saved.

"Now you get it." Ki said, rolling his eyes at me as he placed the necklace on the table. I turned to look at Yata, being as nice as I could be to him, considering the circumstances.

"Did your brother tell you where he was going?" I asked him slowly, watching as the black haired boy shake on the floor. I waited patiently for him to say something, panic overtaking my mind.

"Genkai." Was all he squeaked, this was all that I needed. Turning around, I nodded as I looked at Ki, motioning for him to follow me. He nodded, watching as I grabbed the pestilence necklace and walked out of the room.

"What are you going to do with that?" He asked, sounding fairly curious. I looked over my shoulder at him and flashed a smile in his direction.

"Without Yaddo, we can't do what we plan on doing. I don't think Yaddo is going to want to come back, so we're going to kill him. We have to have something to be pestilence." I said, getting my mask from the box and handing Ki's his.

"Huh." He said, placing his mask over his face as I did.

"I saw a pale horse and a pale rider upon it. The name of the horse was pestilence and the name of the rider death." I remembered the phrase from a miniseries that I'd seen a few years ago. I didn't think much of it, but it certainly fit in with this.

When we got outside, I went over to where my horse was standing. I slowly braided the necklace into the mare's mane. I smiled a bit, running my fingers along her coat and then looked back at Ki.

"Fits her, doesn't it?" I asked, and he let out a quiet laugh as I pet the horse.

Ki just rolled his eyes and mounted his horse. I got onto mine and let out a quiet yawn, gently kicking her into a fast gallop. I lead the way, heading up the side of the mountain as I leaned forward, waiting to get to where he was.

I could sense his brainwaves working as he tried to avoid falling down into a tree. We reached him right as he reached where Yusuke and Kuwabara were standing. Ki was not having any of that.

Grabbing a branch he drove it into the side of Yaddo's head, right as he was about to scream for them to help him.

"Pathetic." I said, sighing as I looked at the dead corpse of our comrade.

"It's them again!" Kuwabara yelled, pulling his spirit sword out and coming at us. Right as he would have stabbed me in the chest, we disappeared.

Author's Note:

I'm sorry that this is so rushed.