Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction ❯ Death's Enigma ❯ New Assignment ( Chapter 1 )
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Title: Death's Enigma 1/?Nebbie-chanHarry Potter/ Yu Yu HakushoNone so farCharacter deathNeither Botan nor Harry Potter belong to me. This story does. Don't take it without telling me first.Harry Potter is murdered in his sleep. But wait! He wasn't supposed to die! It's up to Harry and his friends in both the human and spirit worlds to bring him back to life, and find out who killed him in the first place.
Don't be shy, come dance with me
Even if you lose controlwatchingit's moonlight show timethe moonlit night up your heelsand be merryfun until morningparty time/
Botan sang as she flew through the air. Her job had many perks, including choosing her own hours and meeting many famous people. But what she loved most about her work was flying. She remembered the day her boss, Koenma, presented her with her very own oar with great fondness. After several years of training, the oar symbolized her hard work and dedication in her achieving the next level, the role of a courier.
not just any courier. Botan was a ferry girl for the Reikai, or Spirit World. Her job was to carry souls from the human world to the Reikai. She was known by many names in the human world, but the most popular was simply 'Death.'
BEEP!
sighed as she pulled her compact out of her pocket. She flipped it open and saw the face of a young toddler, complete with pacifier. "What is it, Koenma, sir? I was just about to come back."
"You can take a break later, Botan. There's another soul that needs to be picked up and you're the closest one there." The toddler squinted out of the mirror at her. "Do you have a problem with that?"
"No sir, of course not!" Botan shook her head frantically. It was not a good idea to get Koenma angry.
"Good. The soul you're picking up is in northern Scotland, at a school of some type. I'm sending you the exact coordinates now." The compact beeped again.
quickly memorized the coordinates. "On my way, Koenma, sir. Botan out." She snapped the compact closed and put it back in her pocket. "Another day, another dollar, I guess." She mused. "Oh that's right. I don't get paid."
a sigh, Botan pointed her oar north and increased her speed. Souls were not known for being very patient.
"This is a school?" Botan gazed at the forbidding castle looming in front of her. "It looks like something out of the middle ages!" She checked the coordinates again to make sure she was right. "Well, this is the place."
flew through the halls, looking for the soul she was supposed to take. Fortunately, it was nighttime and everyone in the castle was asleep. She would raise some awkward questions if she were found, especially in this type of place. Something in the air of the castle made her skin crawl.
several minutes of looking, she found the room where the soul resided. She reached for the knob, only to squeak as it turned under her fingers. She quickly ducked around a corner and hid. From the distance she could see a person wearing dark robes coming out of the room, sticking a piece of wood into his pocket. In the darkness she could not see his face. She breathed a sigh of relief as the person walked off.
eased open the door and peered into the room. Her eyes took in the four canopy beds and the folded clothes on the chairs. Judging from the sport posters hanging on the walls, it was a boys' room. But to her astonishment, the players in the posters seemed to be moving.
she could even think about that, she caught a faint glow coming from one of the beds. The unfortunate boy's soul was floating above his dead body. Botan was glad not to see any blood on the body, although it wouldn't have really bothered her if there was any. Surprisingly, the body didn't seem to have a mark on it.
"Focus, Botan," she whispered to herself. She flew up over the soul and looked down at him. He was really a nice looking kid, she thought. She reached out and shook the soul's shoulder.
"Huh? Wha'?" The boy blinked open confused eyes.
ferry girl smiled down at him. "Hello," she said. "Are you Harry Potter?"
stared at her. "Who are you?"
smiled. "I'm Botan. I'm here to take your soul to the underworld."
Chapter 1: New Assignment
Don't be shy, come dance with me
Even if you lose controlwatchingit's moonlight show timethe moonlit night up your heelsand be merryfun until morningparty time/
Botan sang as she flew through the air. Her job had many perks, including choosing her own hours and meeting many famous people. But what she loved most about her work was flying. She remembered the day her boss, Koenma, presented her with her very own oar with great fondness. After several years of training, the oar symbolized her hard work and dedication in her achieving the next level, the role of a courier.
not just any courier. Botan was a ferry girl for the Reikai, or Spirit World. Her job was to carry souls from the human world to the Reikai. She was known by many names in the human world, but the most popular was simply 'Death.'
BEEP!
sighed as she pulled her compact out of her pocket. She flipped it open and saw the face of a young toddler, complete with pacifier. "What is it, Koenma, sir? I was just about to come back."
"You can take a break later, Botan. There's another soul that needs to be picked up and you're the closest one there." The toddler squinted out of the mirror at her. "Do you have a problem with that?"
"No sir, of course not!" Botan shook her head frantically. It was not a good idea to get Koenma angry.
"Good. The soul you're picking up is in northern Scotland, at a school of some type. I'm sending you the exact coordinates now." The compact beeped again.
quickly memorized the coordinates. "On my way, Koenma, sir. Botan out." She snapped the compact closed and put it back in her pocket. "Another day, another dollar, I guess." She mused. "Oh that's right. I don't get paid."
a sigh, Botan pointed her oar north and increased her speed. Souls were not known for being very patient.
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"This is a school?" Botan gazed at the forbidding castle looming in front of her. "It looks like something out of the middle ages!" She checked the coordinates again to make sure she was right. "Well, this is the place."
flew through the halls, looking for the soul she was supposed to take. Fortunately, it was nighttime and everyone in the castle was asleep. She would raise some awkward questions if she were found, especially in this type of place. Something in the air of the castle made her skin crawl.
several minutes of looking, she found the room where the soul resided. She reached for the knob, only to squeak as it turned under her fingers. She quickly ducked around a corner and hid. From the distance she could see a person wearing dark robes coming out of the room, sticking a piece of wood into his pocket. In the darkness she could not see his face. She breathed a sigh of relief as the person walked off.
eased open the door and peered into the room. Her eyes took in the four canopy beds and the folded clothes on the chairs. Judging from the sport posters hanging on the walls, it was a boys' room. But to her astonishment, the players in the posters seemed to be moving.
she could even think about that, she caught a faint glow coming from one of the beds. The unfortunate boy's soul was floating above his dead body. Botan was glad not to see any blood on the body, although it wouldn't have really bothered her if there was any. Surprisingly, the body didn't seem to have a mark on it.
"Focus, Botan," she whispered to herself. She flew up over the soul and looked down at him. He was really a nice looking kid, she thought. She reached out and shook the soul's shoulder.
"Huh? Wha'?" The boy blinked open confused eyes.
ferry girl smiled down at him. "Hello," she said. "Are you Harry Potter?"
stared at her. "Who are you?"
smiled. "I'm Botan. I'm here to take your soul to the underworld."