Yu Yu Hakusho: New Dreams, Old Nightmares
This is a short chapter, going to introduce some more characters here. I really liked writing the last chapter. What do you guys think?
As always, reviews are appreciated, since I haven't had one since Chapter 3 ;-)
New Dreams, Old Nightmares
Chapter Eight: Frame of Pieces
"How much longer do we have to wait?" a young female voice asked through the darkness.
"I agree," an older male stated. "We know the identity of the target. What are we waiting for?"
"Patience," a sultry voice said. "The time isn't quite right yet."
"I don't understand, Ryominaka!" the first voice whined. "We found out that he's the one we're after, all we need is some of his blood!"
"You wouldn't be able to control the jigen-to anyways, Otoyo," the one named Ryominaka said.
"Humph."
"All the more reason we should act now so she has the time to use it."
Ryominaka stepped into the light, casting a shadow on the perfect circle that illuminated the floor.
The blue tunic she was wearing provided a stark contrast to her black hair, with streaks of silver mixed in with the tresses. Her bangs and high, distinguished cheekbones framed the glow of her amber eyes. A luxurious tail made its way out of a hole in the back of her garments, its salt-and-peppered fur swaying back and forth gently with each step or movement her body made. Her ears, perched high on her head, swiveled slightly toward the one who had just made that statement.
"We will move when the timing is right," her voice flowed out, giving a hint of the strength that lay under the surface.
Otoyo stepped into the light, across from Ryominaka. She wore an outfit similar in style to the older woman, yet she had added her own flair to it. Two golden bands adorned its front, moving down to form two petal shapes at the bottom of the garment. Her green hair was braided back behind her, pulled tight against her scalp, a few stray strands falling forward. A slight scale pattern was visible on the back of her arms and neck, crawling forward when it reached her face, ending in sharp points on her cheeks. She looked much younger, with the appearance of a fourteen year-old girl.
"There's gonna be no way we can get everything ready in time!" she said. "Come on, you know we have to have things ready by the time the tournament rolls around!"
"I know that," the elder replied. "But if you go now, you'll be walking right into suicidal situation. The target is surrounded by friends at the moment, and I doubt you'd even be able to get into the front door."
"I'm not that weak, you know," Otoyo said with a pout.
"Against the ones I'm talking about? Yes. You are."
"Yeah right. Like I can't take out a stupid little ningen? Who the heck is he with right now that would make me worried anyway?"
"Just trust me for now. We'll strike soon, within the next couple of days."
"And what exactly will we do afterwards?" the second voice said, who's owner did not reveal himself. "Can you assure us you've thought this far ahead?"
Ryominaka laughed, a light, cheerful sound. "I have…they will be revived, and then, when every yokai has had their backs broken by their own doing, only then will we emerge as the true rulers of Makai."
She turned to Otoyo, and smiled. "You're key to this whole operation. Relax, get some sleep before we move. You must be prepared, and you must not fail, or our whole plan is finished."
"I gotcha," the young yokai said, placing her hands behind her head as she stretched. "What else did you want me for, or are we done here?"
"Go. Do what you want. I'll call on you soon enough."
Otoyo took off, her footsteps sounding as she moved beyond the reach of the light. There was the sound of a door closing, then silence.
"Do you feel safe, entrusting this plan to someone like her?" the male asked lazily.
"I do. Young ones are so impressionable, aren't they?"
He laughed. "I hate to think of what you would have been like at that age…"
"That was a long, long time ago."
"You look none the worse for wear."
"Drop this," she said in a firm voice.
"Fine," he said, and she heard him yawn with her sensitive hearing. "I'm going to sleep. Some of us can't spend all day plotting, you know."
Idiot, she thought as the door opened, then closed again. She closed her eyes and spoke to herself, clenching her fist.
Otoyo cannot fail, not when we're this close to pulling this off, not when we've been given this perfect opportunity…
She chuckled to herself. This tournament was the most fortunate thing that had ever happened to them…and it would be shown how fruitful it could be to the opportunists who wanted to make the most of it.
Soon, I'll have what you dreamed of, but instead, I'll have it all
A smile made its way on her face, as she mentally read the top name of the list in her mind. It contained the people she would make pay, both before and after she acquired her goal…
"Soon, Yomi."
No, before you ask, Ryominaka is NOT a kitsune yokai. As always, reviews and comments are appreciated :-)