Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Diary of a Demon's Slave ❯ Chapter 3

Gwenevere's fingers flinched slightly, as she began to awaken on the operating table. Opening her eyes, she saw a bright light shining in her face paining her waking all the more. “Where…am…I…?” She asked wearily. The light was moved off to the side, giving Gwenevere a better look at the demons operating on her. Both were wearing surgical masks, so it was difficult for her to see anything other than the horns she could clearly witness on both of them. They almost looked like goat horns to Gwen.

 

“Well, this one is alright,” said the demon on the left. It was hard for Gwen to make out most of what was being said seeing as she was so heavily sedated.

 

“That's the first in awhile.” The other removed his mask to show he had almost a beak like face and black skin coloring. “The others usually die right when we switch the heart.”

 

Weakly, she reached for one of the nearby demons to grab their white uniform they had on. “What have you done…?” She almost mumbled.

 

The demon moved the human's hand disgustedly away from his clothing. “Hurry up with her. That other demon will be here for her shortly.”

 

 

 

 

Further south of the Makai city, the redheaded fox demon moved cautiously through the many demons occupying the streets he walked upon. His hands in his pockets, he kept his eyes focused on his target he had in mind. Many demons in the streets couldn't help but stop to stare at the half-breed. Kurama would often shoot them a nasty glare, making sure they would keep their distance.

 

Catching up beside him, Yusuke reached out for the redhead. His sunglasses covering his brown eyes and the green and white cap upon his head, he wanted to make sure nobody knew it was him. “Are you sure you know where you're going?” Yusuke asked, turning his sunglasses down slightly to eye Kurama better.

 

“The demon I spoke to told me this was my best lead. Seeing as you wouldn't stop punching him till he spilled, I have no reason to doubt a creature wishing to spare his life.” Kurama couldn't help but chuckle lightly at Yusuke's prior actions.

 

Yusuke punched his palm with a smirk. “Hey, if he wasn't going to tell me where he got the lady, I was going to make sure he wouldn't be dick wagging anytime soon.” Catching some of the former humans spotted here and there amongst Demon World, Yusuke couldn't help but cringe at how they looked like prostitutes. “Hard to believe this all started because of you.”

 

Kurama lowered his head, closing his eyes at having to be reminded of his mistakes. “There are a few sins of the past I must atone for. This is one of the many.” Recognizing the atmosphere, the redhead quickly hugged the nearby wall to avoid being seen down the upcoming alleyway. His ivy, green eyes looking down the alley, he could see a demon ushering in a human woman and man into a doorway. “Just stay low and don't do anything until I tell you to, Yusuke.” Pulling himself from the wall, Kurama walked casually down the darkness the two side buildings were casting upon the road in front of him. There was a large, double door on the left where the prior three had disappeared. He knocked on the door.

 

The iron door opened slowly to show the caution of the other demon. His narrow eyes looked up and down Kurama slowly. “What do you want here, half-breed?”

 

“I've come to talk to the leader of this organization,” said Kurama firmly. “I have something I wish to negotiate with him in private.”

 

The demon was quiet. He was eyeing the two strangers and taking in what he could of them in both spirit level and appearances. “I am afraid Nori isn't in today.”

 

Before the door could be shut, Yusuke quickly stopped it with his foot. “Look, you little runt, we don't have all day to jerk around with you! Now, you either let us inside to talk to this guy, or we'll have a whole cavalry here to shut you down before you can blink!” Yusuke threatened.

 

While Kurama wasn't amused, the threat apparently was beginning to work, as he could smell the fear on the demon. The demon moving aside for them to enter, Kurama stepped within the large building to find another demon waiting there. The inside was almost falling apart. The wallpaper was peeling off completely and some parts of the building almost looked moldy. He noticed a set of stairs not too far from the other demon. Kurama could sense that was where the two humans had been taken.

 

“So, what do you want?” The hyena looking demon asked from where he was sitting upon a box.

 

“Are you, Nori?” Kurama asked, his hands going back into his pockets, he triggered a signaling device he had hidden in one of them.

 

The hyena demon looked over at the other, who let them inside of the building before paying attention to the papers in front of him. “No, he isn't here, but I can help you with whatever it is you want.”

 

“Our business is with Nori, so stop wasting our time!” Yusuke demanded, as he stepped in once more on Kurama's behalf.

 

Kurama was forgiving the first time, but this time, he wasn't about to let Yusuke go wrecking the place down. “Forgive my friend,” the redhead begged, placing his hand on Yusuke's shoulder to calm him. “But please, I would like to see what it is you have to offer.” He kept his cool as the hyena demon appeared willing to do such a thing. His ivy green eyes moved over towards Yusuke. “Just be calm, Yusuke, while I go with him,” he whispered to the detective. “I am sure you'll know when to attack. Until then, just wait here for me.”

 

Yusuke knew it was never wise to question Kurama. The fox demon was always aware of what to do. Resting against the wall nearby, he kept his brown eyes on the other demon, which was keeping him `company'.

 

Following the demon up the stairs, Kurama saw a long hallway full of doors on either side. He could smell the human odor littering the upstairs. The scent of blood was also pungent in the air. “One of my friends happened upon one of your sales on the streets with her master. We asked where he got her, so that is why we are here. I have found myself interested.”

 

“Well then,” he began, opening the nearby door, “I think you may like what we just brought in not too long ago.”

 

Inside the door, there was a young woman chained down to a bed by leather straps guarded by two other demons. She had short, layered hair that was obviously dyed purple with light blue streaks. Kurama noted the silver piercing on the left side of her lip and the ones in her ears. He could tell she was sweating profusely and weakly struggling. She's drugged, he thought to himself.

 

The hyena demon motioned Kurama over to the bedside. “Don't worry. No matter what you do to her, she won't feel a thing.”

 

The more he watched the female suffer, the more infuriated the fox demon became. Removing his left hand from his pocket, he placed it upon the hyena looking demon's shoulder. Using his energy to manipulate the demon plants, the thorny vines crept through his long sleeves to puncture the skin of the trafficking demon. The blood of the beast spilling out onto the floor, he collapsed shortly after under Kurama's subtle attack. “And neither will you,” he growled coldly.

 

“Get him!” One of the demon guards demanded to the other, as soon as he saw their companion fall.

 

The commotion upstairs making its way downstairs, the one demon guarding Yusuke turned his focus up the steps. “What the hell…?” He mumbled, wondering what was going on with the redhead that had come inside.

 

Knowing that was his moment to step in, Yusuke hurried over to the befuddled demon to bring the side of his hand to his neck to prompt him to the ground. “I guess he couldn't hold it quiet for too long!” He exclaimed to himself, as he ran up the stairs to aid Kurama. Just as he made it to the top stair, he watched as the first door flew open to have one of the demons scurrying quickly away from the attacking fox demon.

 

Kurama ignored Yusuke there, hurrying after the escaping demon with the spirit detective running beside him. Witnessing the demon escape into the last door on the left, the two followed him there only to find the creature holding a human woman hostage.

 

“Take one more move, and I won't be afraid to snap her neck,” he threatened through his crooked teeth.

 

Kurama and Yusuke both knew they shouldn't risk the life of an unconscious human. Just as they were about to discuss their options, they saw a flash, and the demon fell forwards with his body cut in half. A relieved smile spread across Kurama's face at the demon hiding in the darkness. “Hiei…!”

 

Hiei straightened from his finishing attack stance, shaking the blood from his blade. His fiery, red eyes gazed down at the dead beast bleeding all over the floor. “Pathetic, low-class creatures.”

 

Yusuke hurried to the young woman's body to check her over. “She is fine, but she looks like she's drugged like mad.” He checked over his shoulder at the two standing behind him. The disappointed frown on Kurama's face caught the spirit detective a bit off guard. “Kurama…?”

 

Kurama slowly opened his eyes. “She has a demon heart. I can sense it beating in her chest from here.” He turned on his heels sorrowfully. “We have no choice but to find her a place to stay here in Demon World to comply with Koenma's rules, or leave her here.” Kurama knew that Koenma couldn't allow any humans with demon hearts or abilities to pass over into Human World. It was too much of a risk that the heart would taint the person and make their demonic personalities take over to tear the world apart. The ruler had been trying to keep those with demon hearts in Spirit World, but he found a majority of them would turn evil and start acting like wild animals.

 

“Fuck that toddler's rules!” Yusuke barked angrily with a shake of his fist. “Not all of those with demon hearts go crazy! Whichever ones have demon hearts, just take them to Spirit World!”

 

Hiei merely looked up at Kurama, knowing that he trusted the more levelheaded redhead than the crazy spirit detective.

 

“Take all but one to Spirit World,” Kurama advised, as he headed out to the door. He knew the one he wanted to take with him to the hotel room he had booked in Makai. Making it to the last door on the right, he found the punk looking female still resting in the bed. He began to unfasten the leather restraints to set her free. “You'll be okay,” he whispered, hoping she could hear him.

 

 

 

 

Putting the papers on the slave he bought away, Jin opened up the large bag that he was given that contained some of Gwenevere's things. He carefully unzipped the silver zipper on the bag and parted it to pull out the first thing he could that was a bit of her clothing they found and took from her house consisting of a pink spaghetti strap undershirt that was to go under another pink long sleeved shirt which tied in the front. Digging out her assorted jeans and her boots, which looked like Eskimo boots, he stopped digging and throwing things left and right when he came upon a stuffed dog and cat. Pulling them out slowly, he noticed both were very worn looking, and they smelt of the woman's scent very strongly that indicated they had been dealt with recently.

 

His eyes shifting back over to the papers, which described each item brought, the wind demon noticed they were something she slept with often as a little girl and to that day, still did. Since the brown dog and the white and orange striped color cat looked fragile to him, Jin placed them gently on the bed he was unpacking on for the girl and put them nicely on the pillow that would belong to her.

 

Turning his attention back to the bag at hand, he pulled out a small plastic bag that had a few items within that seemed awfully fragile; however, two certain items caught his eye that were two necklaces consisting of an awkward cross and a plastic heart that was filled with water and had pieces of gold glittering inside of it. The only thing stated on the papers was that she was found wearing them often, and demons tried to steal the golden heart so it was put away for safekeeping.

 

Just outside of the house Jin and Touya lived in, the ice master arrived with the slightly groggy girl in his arms. Putting Gwenevere down on her own feet, he let the human with a beating demon's heart look around the area. “As you can see, we are far from the demon city,” Touya remarked, getting the girl's attention. “But you should be warned if you try to run away—if you want to be eaten alive, that's the way to do it if you want to meet your death.”

 

Gwen's eyes looked over at Touya's and stayed there for a moment, as she said nothing. She didn't know what to say really. She was still scared and upset about being separated from her best and only good friend, and it tore at her more so than to think about being an `adopted human'.

 

Sighing a bit, Touya waved his index and middle finger towards himself, “Come on. Let's get you inside and to bed. It's late and you're still drugged up good from the medication.” When he reached out for Gwenevere, the abused woman couldn't help but withdraw slightly and sidestep him to show her fear of demons at the moment. Touya expected it as much, being that he knew what those demons did to those poor humans they obtained and `trained'. Not to mention what she was probably taught on the surface from other humans. Relaxing his expression best he could, so she wouldn't do anything stupid, he tried to calm her like he would a wild mare. “Shhh, I am not going to hurt you,” he said in a quiet, none threatening tone. “I am just going to get you inside and let you sleep until it is time to eat. Does that sound good?”

 

Gwen didn't answer, watching him best she could through her exhausted expression. Seeing the demon attempting to step closer to her though caused Gwen to jerk her face back and step backwards two steps.

 

“Whoa, whoa,” he whispered as he stopped his advancing so she wouldn't turn and run, though he knew she couldn't get far with the state she was in. “We're not going to hurt you. Jin and I are just going to help you. That was why Jin adopted you. He just wants a pet, not a slave.”

 

Hearing this made Gwenevere stop moving a moment to listen to him. She felt insulted to hear that she was a demon's pet and part of her body language conveyed that. “Pet…?” She asked groggily.

 

Seeing that he was finally getting somewhere with her, he nodded as he advanced a bit more towards her. “Yes, which means he will more than likely be your slave. Doesn't that sound nice? I am sure it does to someone such as you.”

 

It did sound nice. It actually sounded like I was just being readopted and relocated to a new place and family. And I had to be truthful when I say I disliked my other family a bit to a certain degree. But I didn't want someone I hardly knew and liked touching me in any sexual manner or treating me like his little child.

 

10/2009

 

“Why doesn't he just get a child if he wants a `pet'?” Gwen asked almost grumpily when Touya finally made it face-to-face with her.

 

“Because he cannot,” Touya put simply, extending his hand once more for her. “Now, come on. We need to get you inside and changed. We have some of your belongings that the human traders brought back with them when they got you. I am sure you will want some of your own stuff to hold onto.”

 

Gwen looked back down at his hand that was before her before finally nodding and taking it.

 

Releasing a sigh of relief that she didn't try to bolt, Touya guided her through the front door and into the inside that held the living room and kitchen area before the two sides converged to make a hallway that lead to a final door in the very back and two others on the left and right.

 

The house looked kind of like a cabin. A quaint, little forest cabin that reminded me a bit of the lake house my family had in South Carolina, but I only went to it once or twice in my lifetime. But regardless of how welcoming it looked, I was still planning my escape secretly—even in my groggy state of mind.

 

10/2009

 

Jin was still eyeing the two necklaces, admiring them, when Touya knocked on the door that belonged to the room on the right to show him that Gwenevere was there. “She's here,” the Ice Master said plainly. “She's groggy on pain medication so be sure that she lies down unless you want her to sleep on the floor.” With that said, Touya headed back into the hallway to go elsewhere and leave the two alone.

 

“Thanks,” Jin replied with a brief smile to Touya before looking at Gwenevere, who stood there without much on but a torn up burlap dress that revealed some of the bandages that were placed around her chest thanks to the surgery she endured. “So, uh, Gwenevere—.”

 

“Gwen,” she interrupted quietly when she embraced herself from the cold weather.

 

“Excuse me?” Jin asked, turning his human looking ear towards her. “You're going to have to speak up, lass. My hearing may be a bit good, but it's not that good.”

 

“Gwen,” the woman said a bit clearer, pushing some of her russet hair out of her face. “I don't like the name Gwenevere. It makes me sound like—I am from the Medieval Ages.”

 

“Ah, I see now,” Jin replied with a nod, looking back at the necklaces he held. “Oh, I read you wore these every waking hour. Do you want them back?”

 

Gwenevere watched as the wind demon extended his hand and opened up his palm to reveal her Egyptian Ankh and heart shaped necklace with real gold bits in it. Shifting her emerald colored eyes back up at him, she wondered if it was truly okay with her expression before hesitantly reaching for them. Seeing him move his hand slightly caused her to stop and eye the demon once more.

 

“It's okay,” he insisted. “I am not going to hurt you.”

 

Snatching them quickly from his hand the next round, she put them back on best she could since it was difficult for her to mess with them herself. It felt like it took all the energy in the world just to lift her arms with the powerful medicine still in her bloodstream.

 

Seeing her struggle with the necklaces and the hurt in her eyes at looking right down at the clasps, Jin chuckled briefly to himself as she was nearly going cross-eyed at trying to get them back on. “You want me to help you with that?”

 

Gwen didn't know what to say to that. At first she wanted to bark at him and tell him to back off, but being so tired and not in the mood to really fight verbally, she gave in. Turning around, she lifted up her hair to show him the dangling clasps of her necklace, hoping he would take that as his cue since she didn't want to speak to him anymore than she had to.

 

“Okay,” Jin's Irish voice remarked, as he headed over to work on snapping the necklaces. “What are these anyways? I have seen a cross before but not one shaped like that and with weird symbols on it.”

 

“The cross is my Egyptian Ankh,” Gwen answered, looking slightly over her shoulder. “The heart one is my Heart of Alaska, which has real Alaskan gold in it or something like that—at least that was what I was told…”

 

“An Egyptian…Ankh?” Jin asked trying to pronounce the word after Egyptian when he finally got the necklace clasp done. “So, it's an Egyptian cross?”

 

Gwen merely nodded to his response before turning to him when she felt the last necklace put into place.

 

Jin offered a kind smile to her, in hopes she wouldn't be so irritated towards him. “Yeah, I read why it means a lot to you. You really respected the Ancient Egyptian gods and goddesses, eh?”

 

The medication was really starting to get to Gwen, and she couldn't help but rub her right eye sleepily to express how ready for a nap she was.

 

“Oh, you're tired. That's right,” Jin remarked, remembering that she was drugged up. Picking up the bag and relocating it over to his side of the bed where he was going to sleep, he showed her the two stuffed animals of hers that she slept with on occasion on the bed pillow. “You can sleep right here, and if you want to look through your things, they are right over here.”

 

The young woman watched as the demon placed the bag just on the other side of the bed. Spying her two favorite sleeping buddies there on her side made her smile for the first time in awhile before crawling into bed and under the covers to get warm with them. At least if anything, they brought this down here with me…

 

“I am going to make one of those—was it Italian dishes you liked?” Jin wondered, scratching his head.

 

“Yes,” Gwen answered, closing her eyes hoping to sleep now.

 

“Okay then, one of those then. I will make the shrimp one it says you like a lot,” the redheaded wind demon said softly, knowing she must really need the sleep concerning all things that had happened to her. “I will wake you up later. Just sleep now.”

 

Opening one eye to watch him leave her in peace, Gwen couldn't help but roll that one eye and shake her head before closing it and wondering out loud, “Don't tell me that fool can cook.”

 

“I think you're making a mistake, Jin,” Touya admitted from where he was resting against the kitchen countertop to watch the wind master cook dinner. “This isn't where she belongs. She belongs in Human World.”

 

“She looks fine,” Jin insisted, as he worked on the pasta dish he had read up on. “I think she's relieved of being out of that prison she was in.”

 

Touya looked crossly up at Jin, not able to believe the demon's stubbornness in not wanting to see what was right in front of him. “You weren't the one who brought her home!” He was partially relieved to see Jin finally turn to listen to him. “She was scared. When I tried to even reach out to touch her, she threatened to run away from me.”

 

“I think if she stays here long enough she will see not all demons are evil.” Jin reached for the box of noodles he had nearby to pour them into the boiling water in front of him. “I would think even the human race is taught that there is good and evil in everything.”

 

“If you want her to believe that, you better stay away from your past life in the shinobi sect, Jin,” Touya sighed, pushing himself away from the countertop to head over to the living room. “I doubt she would want to hear all about your time killing thousands of demons at one time for money.”

 

When dinner was finished, Jin tossed his apron on the empty space on the countertop before heading back to his bedroom where Gwenevere was resting. Opening the sliding door, Jin stood there within the hallway wondering what to say to the resting woman. “Gwen?” He called to her, slowly entering the bedroom. Reaching the bedside, he touched her shoulder to shake her as gently as possible. “It is time to eat. I am sure you're hungry.”

 

Gwenevere could still feel pain from being moved after that surgery, causing her to moan miserably at just being touched. “Don't…touch me…I am tired now…” Nuzzling against the pillow and hiding under the covers, Gwenevere tried to avoid being handled again.

 

Touya eventually appeared at the doorway, wondering what was taking so long in rousing the woman. “The doctor said she has to get up and moved a little bit. It is unwise to have her sleep the entire day away. She does need to eat.”

 

“I don't want to hurt her,” Jin insisted to the ice master, fearing he may.

 

“You're not going to hurt her.” Touya walked further into the bedroom to pull the covers off of the woman. “Alright, woman, you're getting to your feet.” Regardless of how much she moaned in misery of being cold and in pain, he knew it was best for her to be up and on her feet after being drugged so heavily. “Come on, now. On your feet.” He let Gwen drape her arm over his shoulder, as he eventually got her to stand up.

 

The entire standing experience after being laid to rest was torture for Gwenevere. She thought, inside, that it was just another way for her to be tormented by the damned beings that took her in. Hissing through her teeth, she leaned on the two creatures before finding herself being placed into a wooden chair at their dinning room table. Trying to focus her eyes, she looked around the kitchen and living room area to see everything appearing rather hazy for her. Inside her stomach was churning and making her feel nauseous.

 

Jin noted the way she looked, making him feel nervous. “Is she going to be okay? I know that guy said not many live through that transplant.” He ran his fingers through her hair after feeling of her sweaty forehead.

 

Charging up the cool feeling in the palm of his hand, Touya placed it gently on her face to help bring her temperature down. “Well, I don't see how many do, really. You're taking a human heart that beats 75-80 beats per minute and replacing it with a demon heart that beats almost every two hours or so. Can you imagine getting a fast heart rate like that in your body? Your body would overwork itself and explode. Hers is under working, and her body could very well shut down.” He could see nothing horribly wrong with the human woman at that moment, other than her having a difficult time adjusting. “Just get dinner and feed it to her. She might just need food to stabilize.”

 

Moving the bowl of pasta and shrimp over to the center of the table, Jin watched Gwenevere with worry. “Do you think her body will adjust to it? I don't want to witness her die.”

 

“I am not sure, Jin,” Touya answered honestly, as he made sure Gwenevere stayed awake and upright in the chair she was in. “I say just make sure she's fed and everything.”

 

Gwenevere could hardly make out what the two were talking about. All she could feel was the pain in her body. Her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head several times in attempts to just pass right out onto the table; however, Touya wouldn't allow it. Her weary eyes grazed the table in front of her to see food and water. Looking further up and across the room, she saw a knife block on the counter. Gathering what strength she could, Gwenevere attempted to pull from the table. “I just need to get up for a second…,” she insisted quietly.

 

Jin helped her out of the chair carefully with Touya's help. “Just take it easy, lassie. You've been through quite the ordeal as of late.”

 

The closer they got her to the knife block, the more courage and energy she felt she could spare. “I'll be fine,” she panted, placing her palms on the nearby countertop to catch her breath. When she felt the demons release her, her eyes panned discretely over to the knives for her to take. Biting her chapped, lower lip, Gwenevere grabbed the end of the first one she could reach before spinning around to aim it at the two demons. “Get away from me…!” She demanded, backing up while keeping the end of the knight pointed at the two.

 

Touya watched her shake violently in fear and rage. He didn't want to hurt the woman, so he raised his hands to show he wasn't going to attack. “Girl…what was her name again?” He whispered to Jin inquisitively.

 

“Gwenevere,” Jin answered quickly, as he made small steps towards the frightened woman.

 

“Gwenevere, just calm down. We're not going to hurt you,” Touya promised. He too was making sure he didn't startle her into doing anything stupid by advancing slowly towards her. “Put the knife down. You're only going to hurt yourself with that thing.”

 

“Get away from me…get away from me!” She stressed, her back soon hitting the wall. Her empty palm desperately hit against the wall behind her, hoping that wasn't the end of the line. “Don't come any closer!” Her hand began to tremble even worse from how scared she was at having two demons coming her way.

 

When Jin got close enough, he quickly grabbed Gwen's wrist to make her drop the knife in her hand. “Don't struggle and don't get upset,” Jin insisted, pulling her close to his chest. “I need you to relax.”

 

The entire room spinning, Gwenevere found the emotions catching up with her. Not able to stay awake and aware much longer, she passed out within the wind master's arms.