Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ A Twist of Fate ❯ Chapter 1

AN: I have decided to rewrite this story. Please tell me what you think of it to let me know I've done a good job in rewriting it or a bad one. Thanks, now read and enjoy!

 

WARNING: Seeing how I am rewriting this story I advise everyone only to read the chapters with *~*New*~* in the summary. The plot will be alternated from the old one, which would make it confusing to read chapters that have not been rewritten.

 

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Chapter: 1

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Like clockwise, deep blue eyes opened to look across a large, bark room to the far, ash colored wall that had a large mirror on it. Sleepily the girl got up, rubbing the sleepies out of her eyes, and made her way over to her dresser. Pulling out a simple blue top and a pair of loose black pants she changed quickly and started to unbraid her long white hair to be brushed, letting it fall down her back, and pick up a brush.

 

As she was brushing her hair a little shiver ran threw her as she lay eyes fell on the decorative dagger that her dad had given her on her sixteenth birthday. Handle and sheath were made of silver with diamonds and sapphires decorating it. She had been very proud of it and now wore it everywhere. Her twin brother, Keo, had also been given one, except his was golden with diamonds and jade gems covering his.

Her mind vaguely remembered the nightmare, only bits and pieces would come back to her, and the parts that did made no sense, but seem to be the most important. Only one stood out clearly in her mind; she had been looking at her dagger, unsheathed and held ready. There had been voices, but only one she could name. It had been her brother. At the sound of his voice she had looked up and smiled. She had wanted to drop the dagger, but couldn't, she remembered being scared, but only able to smile. Keo had rushed to her, happy to see a familiar face. It got foggy here, like she couldn't remember and then she had been on top of Keo, panting, but holding the sliver dagger to his throat and he was turning blue from not daring to even breath. That was when she had woken up. She had gone to her window and found it to be completely dark out side, save for the stars. She had crawled back in bed and had slept all the way to morning without so much as a flicker of a dream.

What bugged her the most, though, was the fact that she had even dreamed of coming close to killing her brother. Yes, it was true she had wished at times for him to disappear of the face of the earth, and that it happen by her hands, but she could never even imagine doing it. Though he could drive her insane at times, he was still her brother and the closest friend in the whole castle.

 

Speaking of brother, she quickly finished brushing her hair, and deciding against rebraiding it, tied it behind her, out of her way. Then quickly checking herself in the mirror she headed to her door and peered out looking up and down the hallway. Seeing no one she headed over to her window and pulled the dark maroon curtain that covered it back to see the sun sitting on the horizon casting light and shadow over the land.

Her eyes widened and she went back out her door and down the hall to another room, and without even knocking she opened the door and went in. Frowning at the lump in the bed she went over to the window and opened its maroon curtains.

When this managed to do nothing but cause the lump to roll over the girl opened the window, letting in the nippy early morning breezes and jerked the cover off the bed.

“Kit-ta!” complained the boy with messy black hair and green eyes as he sat on the bed teeth chattering. A white shirt followed by a pair of orange pant was thrown at him.

“Get dressed, and be quick,” was the girls sharp command.

“Why?” he asked and then his eyes went to the window where the sun was steadily climbing in the sky. He needed no more prompting and soon he was dressed and ready to go as well.

“Do you think we're in trouble?” he asked as he came up next to his sister as they left the room and headed down the hall.

“If we were in trouble we would know it; no something must be keeping him,” she replied with a slight grin.

“I wonder what,” a grin also crossed his face and they hurried down the hall. They navigated the maze of halls with an air of much practice and even slipped threw a few secret passageways. Coming out of one such passageway they dropped down low and put their backs to the wall and listened.

“So, do you plain to take the kids? They were also invited, and seeing that I can't go they should,” came the voice of their mother from around the corner.

For a second there was no response and the kids could just picture their father scowling like that had been the stupidest thing he had ever heard.

“They'll just get in my way,” was the finally response from their father.

“How? You take them with you on your errands and they don't seem to get in the way,” replied their mother with her sharp tongue.

“That is different, I am teaching them how to take care of one's territory,” their father replied.

“And taking them there will teach them to become sociable, unlike someone,” there was a slight grin to the sound of their mothers voice now, like she knew she had won the argument.

There was a pause in which they could imagine their father glaring and then the sound of boots on stone as he left. Wherever there was, they were apparently now going. They also made a note to stay on their father's good side that day.