Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Fire or Ice? ❯ Father Dearest ( Chapter 18 )

Hey everybody, i thought i'd be nice and update again, so here it is. And, i was asked how you say Archer's nickname. Arc is pronounced ARK. Ok, have fun.

 

 

Chapter Eighteen

Father Dearest

 

'I smell blood, and lots of it', Hiei thought as he neared the house, a few minutes after Arc had been in there for awhile.

 

He jumped in through the window down stairs and looked around the living room.

 

Hiei smelled the disgusting scent that had demon mixed with it, as he looked around the living room.

 

'Where's Arc?'

 

He quickly went upstairs, and saw more blood, along with demon blood on the floor. But, what he saw next made him cringe.

 

Arc was covered in black blood. It covered her hands and arms, her clothes and face. He could see the lifeless demon's head that she clutched in her hands.

 

An arm was by her leg, and it's torso was half way across the room where she had thrown it, it's blood dripping off the wall.

 

“Arc”, he said calmly.

 

She looked up at him with no emotion on her face, just pain in her eyes.

 

She put the head down and stood up, staring at Hiei with a mixture of hate and pain.

 

She turned away from him when she brought her foot down hard on the demon's head, shattering it open. Hiei just looked at her face, as more blood splattered on it.

 

“Arc...”

 

She walked past him, and down the stairs. He followed her, not looking at the other body parts that were scattered across the room.

 

“Arc. Stop!”

 

She stopped, covered in demon blood, in the middle of the sidewalk of her old neighborhood.

 

“Arc, I...”

 

“Leave me be, Hiei. You felt nothing for me earlier, so you should feel nothing for me now”, she said coldly.

 

He couldn't say anything to her, as she shook with anger and sadness. He knew nothing of what to say to make her feel better.

 

“If you care for me, in anyway, than you will leave me alone. For now”, she said in a softer tone.

 

“Why?”

 

She sighed heavily, and turned around to face him.

 

Her face was unreadable, until she smiled a sad, quiet smile.

 

“I have to find my dad, before anyone else does.”

 

“Arc-”

 

“I need to do this alone, Hiei. Please understand.”

 

He looked away from her eyes, they held too much pain in them for him to bear.

 

“Fine”, he muttered, before he disappeared.

 

Arc's smile faltered, and she continued to walk towards where her father work's place.

 

Hiei stayed behind, watching her, until she was no longer in sight.

 

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She walked into the busy office building, with phones ringing, and people hustling by.

 

The secretary at the desk in the front office told her where to find him, and Arc walked towards one of the small cubicles.

 

When she got there, she knew it was his, even if he wasn't in it. There, on his desk was a picture of him and his wife, holding a young baby, with no hair, and blazing blue eyes.

 

She sat down in his chair, and waited for him.

 

A few minutes passed, and she was about to get up and look for him, when he stepped in front of her, spilling his coffee on his hand.

 

“W-what are you doing here”, he asked, as he looked her over. She still had the black blood on her clothes.

 

“What's on your clothes?”

 

“We don't have time for this. We have to leave, and find you a safe place to stay.”

 

“What, why?”

 

She lowered her voice when she spoke her next words.

 

“You know I'm different, but you don't know why. I do, now. Dad, I'm a demon, and someone is after me, and you. They've already gotten-”

 

“You need to leave. I can't play your little games, I have to work. Now leave, and don't come back.”

 

She made no move to leave, instead, she sat in his chair and glared at him.

 

“You think I give a damn what you think? Well, I don't. So, shut up, and listen. Mom is dead, and you're going to be next if-”

 

“Stop these lies, now”, he shouted at her, making a few heads pop out of their cubicles to look.

 

She stood up and glared at him a few inches away from his face.

 

“If you want to stay, than go ahead, but I will not leave. You may not care about me, or possibly even hate me, but I'm not a coward that will stand by and watch her only family die.”

 

He couldn't stop staring at her, he couldn't believe her words. He didn't want to.

 

“You need to leave-”

 

“But, you're not my family anymore. A family is someone who cares about you, and for you. You don't do either. Why do you hate me so much”, she asked seriously.

 

He didn't know what to say. He had never hated her, he just couldn't watch her put him and his wife in danger any longer.

 

“You were dangerous. We had to keep moving because of you. We lost a few houses, and almost lost you and your mother one time when you caught our apartment on fire. Do you know how many other people were injured and almost died in that accident? Do you?”

 

She hadn't know anything about those incidents, and she was shocked.

 

'So, that's why he can't stand me. Why he's treated me like that. He's afraid of me... of what I might do...'

 

“And, I don't hate you. I just can't stand by and watch you hurt people, and yourself, and not be able to do anything about it.”

 

She was quiet, too quiet.

 

“Archer, I'm... sorry... about what I did to you and your mother.”

 

He grabbed the picture off his desk, and looked at it. A rare sadness in his eyes, that she had never seen before. She had known a time when he wasn't always mad at her, when he loved her. She had even seen him cry at night, when he thought no one was watching, and she couldn't figure out why.

 

It was because, he loved her. He loved his family, and he didn't want them to be hurt, by anything.

 

“How could you do that to us”, she asked slowly.

 

His eyes dropped from the picture, and went to the floor.

 

“I know it's not an excuse as to why I did those things, but I started to drink. Your mother told me to stop, but I never listened.”

 

He looked up at her than, with a few unshed tears in his eyes.

 

“I want you to know that... I never hit your mother after that night. After I lost you, and saw what I was doing to you and your mother... I went into rehab. I know I can't take back what I did, or said, but I'm sorry about all the things I did to you. You, nor your mother deserved that. I just wish I could take it all back”, he said solemnly.

 

Arc remained quiet, as everything he had ever said or called her rung in her ears. She shook slightly.

 

“But, you still can't stay with us. I'm sorry Archer, but I can't go through all of that again. I don't want to see any of us get hurt.”

 

She snapped out of her memories and looked up at him, with a sting of pain in her eyes.

 

“D-dad, her voice trembled, m-mom, sh... she's dead”, she said as her voice trembled, as she held back the tears.

 

He looked at her blankly, and was about to ask her something when one of the windows in the building shattered, and people screamed.

 

“They've found you, we have to leave now!”

 

She grabbed his arm, and ran out of the cubicle, looking around the office for whatever it was that had broken through the window.

 

People were running and screaming around them and in front of them.

 

The hand that was holding onto her father's arm was suddenly cut. Searing pain rushed through her arm, but she had to turn around. She had to find her dad.

 

She ran through the tangled crowd that were trying to push her back, but she pushed people out of the way.

 

After fighting them for a few minutes, she spotted her father, dangling in the air, with a large black hand wrapped around his throat.

 

She jumped in the air and every painful memory filled her head as she tried to make a dagger out of ice. Her tears were falling, as a large sword of ice came out of her hand and she clutched the handle of it.

 

She cut through the demon's arm, and her father fell to the floor, the hand around his neck turning into ash.

 

“Back away little girl, before I tear you apart”, the large demon said.

 

Arc's tears stained her face, but no more came as she smirked evilly, and charged at the demon.

 

A high pitched scream was heard, as Arc cut off one of her legs. The female demon fell to the floor and hollered in pain as she clutched her thigh.

 

“Don't mess with my family”, she said sternly.

 

“You shall die slowly for that, foolish girl!”

Arc's smirk grew wider, if possible, as she dropped her human form, and turned into an ice demon. Her white hair blew behind her as a chill wind whirled around her.

 

She steadied herself as she prepared for another attack. The winds ceased around her, and she flew at the surprised demon.

 

“Ahhhhhhhhh-”, the demon was cut off as Arc sliced her head off.

 

Her dad stared at her in awe and horror. Arc turned around and faced him, her eyes filled with pain at losing her mother, which he finally believed.

 

“A-archer?”

 

“We have to leave now, before more come”, she said with no emotion in her voice. Once again, all her pain was held in her eyes. A thunder storm waged in them, as she looked at him.

 

“Y-your... mother... is she....”

 

“She's gone.”

 

He froze and stared at her in disbelief.

 

“She's...”

 

Arc didn't say anything as she looked at the floor, and let her sword disappear, and turn back into her human form.

 

The mist that came from her sword filled the room around them, and it would have felt cleansing, had they not been so heartbroken.

 

“Come on, it's time to leave”, she said quietly.

 

He nodded his head as best as he could, and followed her.

 

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Sorry you didn't get to see her rip off the demon's head, but you'll be getting a lot more action in the next chapter. Later.

 

Love,

Robin