Yusuke had been in a lot of situations. Being restrained while his best friend's girl was being advanced on by a pack of what looked like people, but acted like feral animals was definitely a first.

Their energy was neutralized by the atmosphere around them, from what Kurama said, so they were all but helpless. He glanced at his comrades. Hiei was glaring at Kurama with a promise of death, should they ever be released.

Yusuke didn't blame him. Had it been his twin sister about to be gnawed on like a chew toy by this group that Kurama had openly led them into, he would want to maim the fox demon too.

Before he could elaborate on his friends' actions further, a blur shot through the room and came to rest in front of Yukina. The new comer looked female, though with her face contorted as she snapped and growled at the group that had been advancing on Yukina, it was hard to tell just what she was. Her lips were pulled back in a snarl as her jaws snapped much like an animal's. Her animalistic and gutteral growls tore through the air as the males backed up.

"Release them and get out of my sight," the animalistic growl tinting her words as she barked out the order. The males did as they were told and all but one left with a growl. The new comer stood up from her offensive position and crossed the room to the remaining male.

Her voice was by far more civil than before. "The lady does not wish to see violence, Ara. It would be wise if you left." With a growl, the final male reluctantly left.

Jen eyed the group curiously before her gaze fell onto the young woman. "I apologize for our behavior. I know it can be rather off-setting. Wolf males tend to be," she paused to select the right word, "Dense. It is necessary to get a little rough when dealing with them."

Jen regretted the dis-ease of the young woman. Her eyes were kind, but full of fright when she had come across the group. The ice maiden seemed a little less afraid, but still scared as a large human man rushed forward to inspect her carefully before wrapping a protective arm around her.

She regarded the group, carefully moving through each. An older woman with short stature and faded pink hair seemed to be unphased from the animalistic show. She was purely human, but she could feel the energy beneath the woman's skin hum. It would not be long before she would need to leave the kingdom and its energy repressive qualities.

As a precaution within the kingdom, energy was restricted to the owner's body. While most living creatures put off energy and allow it to flow freely, when repressed for too long, the energy builds up within the body and eventually will kill them painfully, the amount of time dependent on how much energy the body could retain.

Those in the kingdom had grown accustomed to the restraint. There were small pockets within the atmosphere that permitted them to release the energy that built up inside them. It was a hassle, but safer nonetheless.

Jen turned her gaze to the next in the group of foreigners. He seemed, different. His slicked back black hair and raven-colored eyes showed concern for his friends as he eyed her with open suspision. More powerful than the woman, Jen could feel his energy already pushing against the restraints and most likely causing some amount of pain for the young man. He seemed to be part demon, but she was unsure, considering the signature of demon energy was so slight.

Her gaze then turned to one who was off to the side, glaring at her openly. His black hair was spiked up and his crimson glare felt like it was burning her own eyes out. Purely demon, his hand remained on the hilt of his sheathed sword threateningly, promising a deadly battle should anyone do anything that he did not approve of. He seemed to be mostly fire demon, though something was certainly different about him.

Jen tilted her head slightly as she moved her gaze back to the young ice maiden. The similarities between the two were unmistakable. Their eyes were the same shade of crimson red and their facial structure was remarkably identitcal. She turned her gaze back to the demon hybrid and arched an inquisitive eyebrow. He seemed to visibly tense to the slightest degree, but gave no other hint towards his reaction. "Interesting," she said quietly.

"What?" the orange haired human who had rushed to the ice maiden's side prior.

"The ice maiden's choice of mate is interesting," she said, noting the male demon had tensed a degree more when the human spoke. It seemed like he wanted to hide his relation to the ice maiden so she hid her conclusion. "It is rare to see a female demon with a male human and see her actually care for the human. It is interesting to me to see such a pairing, though from what I understand, such emotions are hardly logical."

The male demon seemed to relax to the slightest degree as she moved on to the final member of this group. Appearing human, the man had red hair and bright green eyes. His energy signature was starkly different to his appearance and strangely familiar. Jen's brow arched again when she finally placed just who he was.

"This is by far the strangest form you have come to me in, Kurama. Tell me, did you get into the dyes again?" Her tone was light and joking, her mind floating to the trouble the two of them got into as young children. The fox demon had been a companion until her parents cast him out.

"It was necessary in order to survive an attack," he replied, his eyes lightened slightly.

The "human" with black hair turned to Kurama. "How do you know this woman?" Jen responded for him.

"Kurama and I were childhood friends. The kingdom had taken him in as a pup but as we grew up, my parents were afraid certain interests would develop between us and banished him. Such things would be frowned upon. But I digress. What brings you here, fox-brother?"

Kurama's eyes turned serious. "Delphyrs are encroaching on the human world and the group before you has been entrusted with fighting them back and resealing the border."

"The border is Mukuro's responsibility. Why not go to her about sealing it?"

"She has been unresponsive. We believe she may even be commanding the Delphyrs in their attack on the humans."

Jen nodded slightly. "That proves to be quite a threat on the human world. Though I'm still not sure I understand why you came to me."

The black-haired human stepped forward and addressed her. "There are too many Delphyrs for us to handle. This is my home at risk. Wouldn't you reach out to anyone you could if Aerisia was threatened to be destroyed?"

Jen's eyes softened slightly. The man had heart, she had to give him that. Kurama had the same determination. She owed her old friend quite a bit, and for that she would help.

That, and it would seriously piss off her mother.

"A valid point. Though I am afraid the majority of our soldiers are weak and spoiled with peace, and wolf demons tend to shy away from the affairs and wars of others. They wouldn't agree to fight even if they were strong enough to be beneficial. There is only a handful of wolves that would be able to aid you and would be willing. We are at your side as an ally if you wish."

A screech sounded from behind Jen. She looked back to see her mother in a careful mask of barely civil anger. "You have no right to make such decisions."

"It is my pack and I, I have every right," she snapped, her eyes glaring in defiance.

Her mother huffed. "I forbid it."

"Try to stop me," Jen growled.

Hiei watched the bickering women with disinterest. This was a waste of time. The sooner they got this mission done and over with, the better. With an arched brow, he took in the appearance of the princess. Her hair was strange. The texture and coloring reminded him of a wolf despite the length being longer than any wolf's fur, falling somewhere between her shoulders and her mid-back in length. The roots started black but turned into an erray of white, grey and brown as it reached the end of her hair.

Her golden eyes were sharp and observant. Her black brows were arched over her eyes and had been the only marker of any kind of emotion since she had recovered from her animalistic show. Her facial structure was refined, her cheekbones high, her jaw tight.

A light scar along her left cheek bone barely two inches long and razor thin was the only mark on her face. The scar was slightly interesting, considering most demons healed without scars. Slightly interesting. Not enough for more than a passing thought though. He could still care less.

Her clothes were similar to the older woman's who beared a close resmblence to the princess. Their robes were long and consisted of many folds of cloth, the only real difference being color. While the older woman had a vibrant purple, gold and white robe, the princess' robe was mostly black with only small traces of purple and gold.

Bored with assessing the woman, though she was admittedly attractive, he turned his gaze to a wall. He didn't care that she was attractive, but it was an observation he had made about her. The older woman stormed off, muttering about the demise of the wolf demons. The princess, which through listening to her talking to Kurama he learned was named Jenista, turned to speak to Kurama about tactics when Mukuro flashed into the room.

With a snarl, Jen turned to Mukuro. "You know you are not permitted to enter Aerisia, Mukuro. What are you doing here?"

"One of my men is here and I was curious," Mukuro said with a calm drawl.

"Someone you know being here doesn't give you permission to break treaty," Jen said, seeming to carefully hold her anger in check.

Mukuro shugged. "I just wanted to remind him that he has an oath to uphold to protect my borders. That is all."

With a pointed look at Hiei, Mukuro flashed back out. Jen sighed slightly, with her eyes closed before seeming to reign in her control and look at Hiei. "We will refrain from attacking Mukuro's borders so your allegiance isn't torn."

"Hn."

Hiei was unsure why she cared about his honor, but a small part of him was grateful he wouldn't have to go back on one oath or another. And by small, he meant nearly nonexistant. He could honestly care less about Koenma and the rest of them. At least that is what he told himself.

Jen speaking broke him out of his thoughts. "We will depart as soon as possible. I will show you to a pocket in the atmosphere so you can flex your powers as the restriction is probably taking its toll."

Now that she mentioned it, his body was aching slightly from the energy that wasn't allowed to escape. Yusuke looked strained, as did Kurama. Genkai had a tick working in her jaw but seemed the best off out of all of them, save for the-

"I don't feel anything. Kind of tingly all over, but that is it." Kuwabara said, confused.

Save for the idiot. Completely unphased by the energy repression. Jen arched a brow. "I can imagine why."

Her tone was flippant and almost succeeded in amusing Hiei. Almost. Jen turned and led them to a "pocket" as she called it, before leaving them there to prepare herself and her pack for the war to come.

A/N ~ Okay so it is still kinda long but I'm pretty content with it. Review~ I am going to take a break before working on Chapter four. Hoping for a very epic battle scene. Queue up badass music and go~

Much love ~Jessa

Update- So next chapter ended up not being the battle scene, but anyway...sorry it took a little while t o continue editing. I got a little bit busy.