Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Awake and Unafraid ❯ A Tragic End ( Chapter 1 )

Tama: New fic!! Yaaay!

 

Nori: Yea, and maybe you'll actually finish this one!

 

Tama: …I change my mind a lot.

 

Nori: That's an understatement…

 

Tama: Well, at least this one is starting out better than all the rest.

 

Nori: Amen.

 

Tama: Hiei, will you do the disclaimer?

 

Hiei: *groans* Tama doesn't own YYH, but she does own all the OCs and situations.

 

Tama and Nori: BEGIN!

 

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“There you go, that should be healed within the next month or so. From now on, don't put your finger near anything sharp. I'm not sure if you can reattach it a third time,” a young girl said smiling at her patient.

 

“Oh, yea, sure, thanks a lot Lady Aurora!” he said cheerfully and ran away. Aurora smiled. She pulled on the ribbon that held up her long, wavy, dark brown hair and let it fall. She adjusted her bangs as she looked up at the sun. It was getting close to sunset. She decided to pack up for the day. She would help the rest of the town with their medical problems tomorrow.

 

As she gathered all of her things, she wondered why she even played the role of town healer. She hated seeing blood, unless she was the one who had caused it to spill. She was a goddess of wind, designed for battle and perfecting the element. She was a fighter, not a doctor.

 

She sighed. She knew that the only reason most of these people in this town was because of her special abilities. She made it look as though she was an ordinary girl. She hid her ability to heal. She knew that if everyone knew, she would never be able to leave.

 

It was times like this that she envied Diemos. She was her best friend, and a goddess, as well. Diemos was mastering the fire element and she was more of a fighter than anyone had ever seen. All day, every day, for the most part, Diemos was out training and fighting. Anyone that crossed her path was as good as dead. Of course, Aurora wasn't exactly fond of it either when anyone bugged her about why she had the ability to create a tornado with her mind, but Aurora had a little more mercy that Diemos did. Just a little bit.

 

Both the girls were intelligent, gorgeous, and powerful, but they couldn't be more different. Diemos was the most ungodly goddess you could imagine. Her lack of caring in battle, or for anyone she ran into, rather, and her strange sense of humor made her very unique. She had long, straight, blonder hair that went past her shoulders with reddish brown highlights. She hated her hair, and always tied it up with a ribbon she received from her father before he died. Her side bangs were almost always in her face, and her neck was cluttered with dog tags, some of which came from her victims. She wore a long black kimono with red dragons, a golden trim and black sandals. Her eyes were crimson, filled with hate during battle. Aurora always knew about why she was the way she was, but she still wondered how anyone could live the way she did.

 

A bloodcurdling scream snapped Aurora out of her thoughts. Her head spun towards the forest, which was where the sound came from. She jumped up, grabbed her katana at her side and took off. Somehow, she knew exactly who the scream belonged to.

 

When she reached Diemos, her kimono was already soaked with blood. At a quick glance, Aurora guessed she had taken a sword to the gut. She knew it was serious, but she also knew that that wasn't enough to keep Diemos down for long.

 

“Hey, Ror, took you long enough to get here. You out of shape or something?” Diemos asked with a smirk. She winced as she stood up.

 

“Di, what happened? Who did this?” Aurora asked. She looked around, and there was no one in sight. But she sensed a disruption in the flow of the wind, meaning someone was nearby. No. Three people. And they were getting closer.

 

“No…it can't be…not them…not now…,” Aurora whispered. She looked at Diemos for a response, and she nodded her head. Aurora sighed and looked down. They hadn't done anything to draw their attention this time. Why were they here?

 

Just as she thought this, they were approached by three girls their age. The first had long light brown hair, down to her lower back, and brown eyes. She was wearing a dark green kimono and had a bow staff in one hand and a Chinese sword tied to her obi. The second was a platinum blonde with hair the same length, and blue eyes. Her kimono was dark blue and she had daggers in her hand and a snake sword at her waist. The third was by far the most intimidating. Her hair and eyes were jet black. Her kimono was also black, and held a long sword with a scythe at her hip. The first was Azalea, goddess of the earth element. The second was Evadne, water goddess. And the third was the goddess of darkness, named Daeva.

 

“What do you want now, Daeva?” Aurora asked, as she turned to face them. She shot a quick glance at Diemos, and knew right away that she had tried to fight the other goddesses on her own and failed miserably. Now she was badly hurt, and that mistake might end up costing them their lives.

 

Neither Diemos nor Aurora knew why Daeva, Evadne, and Azalea hated them so much. They had never really done anything to make them hate each other. But for some reason, the three had a grudge against them. It seemed as though they would do anything to take them down. So far, Aurora and Diemos had managed to keep them at a distance. This was the first time they had actually attacked them close to home.

 

“I think you know, Aurora. You two brats have been nothing but trouble for us. Now, you'll pay,” Daeva replied with a smirk. She nodded to the girls of earth and water and they attacked. Evadne went straight for Diemos with her daggers. In pain, but still ready to fight, Di blocked and countered. But Evadne was ready and also managed to block. Knowing that Di was wounded, Aurora knew she should help, but she had her own fight to worry about. Azalea was headed for her.

 

`Ok, kill this bitch, then help Di. That's your only choice right now,' Aurora told herself. She fought Azalea's Chinese sword off with her katana. Out of the corner of their eyes, all four noticed Daeva just standing there, watching, and smirking.

 

Evadne was giving Diemos a run for her money, but eventually, Di slipped and got another huge gash in her stomach. She cried out in pain and fell to her knees. She could handle a whole in the stomach, but not two at the same time.

 

“Di!” Aurora yelled and whipped her head around in her direction. The two seconds she looked away was long enough for Azalea to make her move. She drove her sword into Aurora's stomach. Aurora's eyes went wide and she fell to the ground.

 

Assuming she had won, Azalea turned her back to Aurora and went to go help Evadne. Aurora, still conscious, looked up at her opponent, her eyes filling with hatred. Without even realizing it, the element within her began to stir and she launched an attack. Her core sent a huge tornado at Azalea. By the time the earth goddess realized what was going on, it was too late to stop it. Her screams of pain and terror were heard as the whirling winds devoured her alive. When the winds stopped, nothing remained.

 

Aurora smiled to herself. The pain was getting worse and her vision was starting to blur. Part of her goal had been accomplished, but she wasn't done yet. Slowly and painfully, she pulled the sword out of her gut and stood.

 

Meanwhile, Evadne stood over Diemos. They glared into each other's eyes, each wishing for the other to burn in the fiery pits of the netherworld. Evadne, holding a dagger, raised her arms and Diemos positioned one of her katanas in both hands. As if they had a cue, at the same time, they plunged their weapons into each other's chests. Evadne fell to the ground, dead. Diemos looked over at Aurora. As she saw her stand, she grinned to herself.

 

`Get her. For both of us,' she thought. Then she died.

 

Aurora immediately sensed that Diemos was gone. She wanted to just break down and cry right there. But she knew she had a job to do.

 

She approached Daeva with a look of determination in her eyes. She looked down, seeing that her white and blue kimono was completely soaked with blood. Right now, that didn't matter.

 

“Aurora. Give it up. You and I both know there's nothing you can do to defeat me,” Daeva warned with a smirk. Aurora kept walking and drew her bladed nunchaku.

 

“Your persistence is annoying. Let's end this now,” Daeva said with a slight growl. Within half a second, she managed to draw her scythe and pierce Aurora's heart. She fell to the ground.

 

Aurora wasn't able to see at all. Her breathing was getting very labored. She knew that she had lost, and that that would haunt her forever. Cursing Daeva, she blacked out and drew her last breath.

 

`Sorry, Di. I guess we'll get `em next time…'

 

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“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAPPY BIRTHDA-AY-AY!!”

 

Ayano awoke to a hundred and ten pounds jumping on top of her and yelling in her ear. She knew right away that it could be only one person: her best friend, Saya. She had slept over the night before.

 

“Ugh, dear Kami, Say, could you get off of me?” Ayano groaned. She hated to be woken up. Saya giggled.

 

“Well sorry if I'm actually excited that today is your sixteenth birthday! You only get one of those, you know,” she replied with a grin. She knew that Ayano was excited too; it just wouldn't show until she managed to roll out of bed. “So, Ay, what are we gonna do today?”

 

“Jeez, I don't know yet, Say. I'm really not even feeling too great,” she replied. Saya reached out and put her hand on her best friend's forehead.

 

“Holy shit, Ay, you're burning up. How did that happen? Here, I'll go get the thermometer,” she said as she left the room. Ayano rolled her eyes. Saya was right. You only get one sweet sixteen. Why did a fever have to screw it up?

 

Saya came back and stuck the thermometer in Ayano's mouth. After a minute of just sitting there, Saya started humming the Jeopardy theme song, waiting for the thermometer to go off. When it finally did, Ayano just stared at it, wide-eyed.

 

“I…uh…I think this thing's broken,” she stuttered. Saya looked back at her, confused and ripped the thermometer out of her hands. Her jaw dropped.

 

“Oh dear Kami! Ayano, how are you alive right now!?!?” she exclaimed. The thermometer read one hundred nine degrees Fahrenheit.

 

“Come on Say, it's broken. It has to be,” Ayano reasoned, half to reassure herself. She knew she had a fever, but that was ridiculous.

 

“Uh…yea…anyways. I'm gonna go shower and get ready. `Cause whether you're sick or not, we're gonna par-tay tonight!” Saya exclaimed, jumped up and raced out of the room. Ayano shook her head and laughed. Usually, she was the psychotic one.

 

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Just as she promised Ayano years ago, Saya held a sweet sixteen party for her friend. And she really went all out. DJ, pizza, a band, and practically everyone in their school. How Saya paid for it all was a mystery to everyone.

 

Just as the party was getting good, some loser decided to start moshing by the punch bowl and ending up knocking the whole table over, spilling the whole thing on Ayano.

 

“Oh my god, you fucking loser! I'm gonna fucking kill you!!,“ Ayano screamed at him as Saya dragged her upstairs to her room. She slammed the door shut and stood against it while Ayano screamed and cursed the guy who had spilled punch on the only pair of jeans that were clean and her new shirt. Saya noticed that it had even somehow managed to get in her hair, but she decided now was not the best time to tell her that. Ay continued to rant while Saya looked at the imaginary watch on her wrist. Eventually, Ay stopped to take a breath.

 

“…you done?” Saya asked. “'Cause you've got a whole crowd of people down there and a DJ that's only here for three more hours and you will enjoy it Damnit!” She smirked. “Come on, get changed, we should get back down there.”

 

Ayano smiled. “Yea, alright fine. Thanks for doing this by the way, yo.”

 

“No problem…and what are you, gangsta?” Saya responded.

 

“Fo shizzle. Let's get crunk!” Ay said as she did the west side symbol with her fingers. Saya just rolled her eyes.

 

Ayano changed into a pair of black capris with a black studded belt and a green tank top. Her dark blue eyes were covered in black eye liner in a way that only she could pull off. Her hair, she wore like she usually did, short in the back, gradually getting longer in the front. As she fixed it in the mirror, she noticed that the red and purple highlights in her naturally black hair were beginning to fade. She frowned. She wasn't in a hurry to go get it died again, last time it cost her half of her life savings…which was only about the $120 dollars she got early for her birthday. Ayano wasn't very good with saving her money.

 

Saya also took a turn at fixing herself in the mirror. Her straight, long, brown highlighted blonde was a mess, so she stole the brush from Ayano. She was wearing a black jean mini skirt with a chain hanging off the side and a baby blue no-sleeved shirt, which brought out her bright blue eyes. Her mascara and eyeliner had miraculously stayed on.

 

“Well, let's get back then. I think I hear someone screaming to do that brave heart thing you've always wanted to do,” Saya said. As she stepped back to take one last look in the mirror, she happened to glance over at the window's reflection, where she saw a figure sitting on the windowsill. She screamed and whipped around.

 

“Saya, what the- OH MY GOD!” Ayano screamed. The figure in the window was tall, at least six feet. He jumped down into the room, and he was quickly followed by two more that looked just like him, because all three wore black cloaks.

 

Saya looked at Ayano, asking her what the hell should they do with her eyes. Ayano shrugged. Both girls began to panic.

 

“Which one of you is Diemos and which is Aurora?” The first one asked. Again, Ayano and Saya looked at each other, this time with confusion, as well as fear.

 

“What? Who the hell are they? Diemos? Aurora?” Ayano asked.

 

“Do not back talk!” One of them yelled and grabbed her by her neck and lifted her off the ground.

 

“Ay!” Saya yelled. She tried to tackle the guy that was strangling her best friend, but he was just too big. He wouldn't budge. Saya fell on her back, and one of the other ones put his foot on her stomach, to make sure she wouldn't move. She looked over at Ayano, struggling to breath, and had a strange sense of déjà vu. She had seen this all before. Suddenly, the names Diemos and Aurora seemed so clear.

 

She saw trees, darkness, and wind. She could smell hatred. She could hear screams of terror. She felt the wind on her face and tasted blood.

 

“Rose Whip!” was the phrase that broke her out of her thoughts. Her head whipped towards the window, and there were two new people standing there. One was short, a little taller than Ayano and Saya (who were both 5'3”), wearing a black cloak, shoes and pants. He had gravity defying black hair with a white starburst in the middle. There was a white headband on his forehead, and his eyes were crimson red. In his hands was a katana. The other person was a tall red head with shockingly emerald green eyes. He was wearing a purple school uniform and black shoes. He was holding onto a long whip covered in thorns, attached to a rose.

 

The girls watched as the two newcomers destroyed their captors with ease. Ayano was in shock. She couldn't believe that a battle had just taken place in her bedroom. Oh, her mother was going to kill her for getting blood on the carpet…

 

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Tama: Chapter one, Fin!

 

Nori: …sharks?

 

Tama: *grins* Yes, Nori, sharks. *looks over at a conveniently placed shark tank* Oh Hieiiiiii!

 

Hiei: *smirks and grabs Nori*

 

Nori: HEY! LET GO OF ME! HIEI I'M GOING TO KILL- *is thrown to the sharks and screams as she swims for her life*

 

Kurama: *rolls his eyes* Here we go again…

 

Tama: *laughs hysterically until Hiei grabs her and throws her in too* AHH! CURSE YOU HIEI! *also swims for her life*

 

Hiei: *grins* Baka onnas…

 

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