Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Rock My World ❯ The Sage Gathering ( Chapter 24 )

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DC-chan: I went to a Green Day concert in SF! IT ROCKED!!! I’m now in love with Tre Cool! YAY! x3

MCT: Yeah, he’s pretty awesome…

DC-chan: And Billie Joe mooned the audience!

MCT: …

DC-chan: ^o^

Disclaimer: I don’t own YYH and I don’t own Tre Cool…yet anyways…T-T

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Chapter 24 of Rock My World

The Sage Gathering

The usually crimson red sky of Makai resembled blood more than it ever had before with a white luminous full moon looming above a mass of dark clouds. Thunder clapped in the distance, the oceans shook violently from continuous earthquakes, plants were withering away and dying in a matter of seconds as true darkness spread over the land.

There was an ancient temple risen high with a long stair case made of stone in front of it, completely undisturbed by all the turmoil occurring around it. All the other sides went straight down into the ground and had vines twisting and dark colored flowers growing on it. It was in the middle of a dead valley between two large mountains. A layer of thick fog covered the ground so it was impossible to see if there was any other vegetation other than the plants growing on the temple.

Inside there was a small entrance hall with dried blood stains of the workers who built the temple. Straight across was a door which led into the room.

The room was dark, but a few lit torches on the wall allowed anyone who happened to look in to see enough.

From the dim light there were carvings and inscriptions visible on the wall, written in some ancient language that was probably untranslatable by now. It had been thousands of years since anyone had set foot in that chamber. The once clean floor was now covered in dust that had collected over the ages and cobweb stretched across the ceiling.

The air was cold and dead. As if no one had entered the room since it had been built.

There were six small platforms in the room surrounding a larger one in the center that was also elevated higher than the others. On each platform there were different symbols representing the different elements of the world: lightning, earth, ice, light, fire and shadow.

There was a rectangular door on one side of the room. On it there was an insignia of a hexagon with elemental symbols, like the platforms, at each point. In the middle there was the an intricate design of a human with vines and thorns wrapped around the body.

Slowly the door began glowing, first dimly then it grew brighter and brighter. Light traced slowly along the hexagonal pattern on the door, changing colors every other moment. Finally, the door began rising upwards, it shook and creaked as it did so and dust fell off.

“It looks undisturbed,” Sagan muttered. He was only half into his dragon form with Kira slung over his shoulder. “It seems we were the first to arrive.” He walked towards the center of the room and roughly slammed her down into the dais. He enjoyed as she yelped in pain from the force which she hit the stone. He stared at her amusedly as Kira struggled to sit up.

She glared up at him, but suddenly long strings sprang up from below and wrapped themselves tightly around her body. Binding her feet and hands together and some contrasted her neck. “What the hell?” Kira choked out before screaming in pain. She could feel the string tighten and it chaffed her skin so hard that she was bleeding.

“It’s so you can’t move,” the dragon informed her coldly. He knelt down on the ground next to her, smiling cruelly and glancing at the open door behind him. “The others should be here soon.”

“The…others?” Her voice was strained because every time she spoke the string squeezed around her throat even more. This unfortunately reminded her of the first time she had died except that had been an iron maiden, but the pain and emotions surging were still the same. Panic, fear, confusion and sheer terror although she kept most of those subterranean, hidden from the surface.

“You know,” he started eagerly, “Rakura, Hosaki, Koyuki, Hikaru and…Kokuei.”

She blinked, obviously dazed and confused. Did he say Kokuei? Was he…could he possibly be…her mind was now racing now. Everything became so clear she wanted to hit herself in the head at what an idiot she’d been up to this point. Hosaki and Koyuki were kidnapped, Hikaru was the tormented demoness she had had dreams of because she was psychic and Kokuei was also involved in this mess other than wanting her because she looked like his lover Kokoro.

“Don’t tell me you’re just getting it now?” Sagan grumbled as he noted her concentrated expression.

“So, Kokuei was in on this too then?”

Sagan laughed heartedly at that. “Him? Be in on this? All he knows is that he’s one of the sages, nothing more!” The dragon caressed her cheek gently, running his claws over her skin. “He will be drawn here because in order for this to work you will be sacrificed and he wouldn’t want that. Uh no, he wants to be the one to kill you, but he hasn’t the heart to do it…he’s a real softy unlike me.”

Kira flinched at this. Kokuei a softy? If he was patsy then this guy would be the expert of torturing. She still ached from when he had flung her against the wall only a few days ago and the scats on her back had never completely vanished. Every time she had looked into the mirror she saw them, long red gashes that streaked over her back. How in the hell was Kokuei a softy?

Sagan noticed her silence. He grinned smugly. She was truly unaware of what was going to happen to her, the hell and torment she was going to endure was only a few hours away. He licked his lips in anticipation. He then eyed the necklace around her neck. He ripped it off after realizing it was a summoning stone. She heard it clank against the wall, but for some reason she couldn’t care less. She never had gotten the hang of that stone thing anyway.

“Looks like you’re enjoying yourself,” a cool voice said from the doorway.

Kira and Sagan looked up to see a stout man with sunglasses, wearing a black tux and smoking a cigar and puffing white smoke. He had sort of ‘I’m a gangster’ vibe coming off of him, but Kira eyed the slightly pointed ears warily. This being was no man, but a demon.

“Ah,” Sagan rose to his feet. “Ibara-san, so good to see you.” He bowed deeply before continuing, “Did you bring Hikaru?”

Ibara nodded briskly and shoving his cigar between his two fat pink lips for a moment, snapped his fingers. Two tall demons appeared behind him, each restraining a small figure who Kira recognized off the back. The blonde hair, the sad eyes, the pale skin…They shoved her forward into the chamber and she fell to her hands and knees. Kira could see the tear stains on her face and how disturbed she appeared judging from her unkempt appearance. Her hair was messy and her face was smudged with dirt. The white dress she was wearing was torn and bruises were visible.

She gradually looked up at Kira and smiled weakly before Sagan went over to her and grabbed her by her dress collar, “Come on you!” He pulled her gruffly over to one point on the hexagon that was around Kira. Instantaneously the symbol below Hikaru began glowing a blinding white then fainted a little bit. A prism of light then appeared and encased the Sage of Light.

“When do I get my payment for holding her?” Ibara demanded after Sagan turned his back. “I had to look after her eight months and you promised to pay up when I gave her to you. Now I want my money.”

Sagan didn’t seem the least bit intimidated by the portly demon’s threats. He just waved him off as if he was an insect. “You’ll be paid soon enough, but now you must be patient. The good things will come in time Ibara-san. Once he arises again you’ll have more than your fill of treasure.”

Ibara sneered at this, “Alright, but I want-”

Suddenly Ibara was cut in two and his henchmen were torn apart. Red blood splattered everywhere and made a sickening sound as it hit the ground. Ibara’s head rolled towards Kira and she bit her bottom lip as she gazed at the head. The eyes were wide open and staring straight up at her, the mouth was gaping and the expression seemed distorted. Smoke was emitting from it as if it had been torn apart from the inside with electricity though blood was still oozing out of it making a puddle of crimson on the floor.

Kira wanted to back away from it, but couldn’t move. With each passing minute she felt herself get more tired, weaker, and drained…her eyelids began drooping slightly as her chocolate brown eyes became glazed over. Her breathing grew shallower and her head was hung now so she was looking down.

“Rakura!” Sagan said as the lightning apparition floated in with two yellow orbs hovering beside him. “Well done!” The dragon clapped loudly then he noticed the floating orbs. “Are those the containers?” he asked.

“Yes.” Rakura then let each of the spheres fall to the down as he glided inside.

POOF!

The two unconscious figures that were Hosaki and Koyuki appeared in front of them. Both were beaten and had there limbs chained together.

Sagan then lifted both girls up and put one over each shoulder then went around the room dropping them into their place of the hexagon. Each demoness moaned loudly as they collided with the cold hard platforms. And the same happened that occurred when Hikaru was put on her platform and soon Hosaki was encased in a red prism and Koyuki in a light blue one.

“So we’re only waiting for Kokuei now, are we?” Rakura inquired interestedly. He then arched an eyebrow, “What makes you sure he will come?”

Sagan snickered darkly at that then pointed to Kira in the middle, “Like I told her. He wants to be the one to spill her blood, but he doesn’t know that once he enters this place…he can’t leave…”

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Yusuke punched a demon square in the jaw then kicked one that tried to come up behind him, “What’s with this fucking things? They’re acting crazier than usual!” He jumped back and let two demons run into each other.

Kurama was skillfully dodging all the attacks. Frustration was evident on his face, this whole thing was getting monotonous. “Something’s driving them this way, it might be that tonight is the sage gathering!” He ducked as a demon tried to claw at him then hit the offending fiend in the stomach.

Kuwabara batted some away from him with his spirit sword and stabbed three through the head with one lounge. When he withdrew they fell limply onto the blood stained grass beneath their feet. “What does that have to do with anything?” He yelled as he sliced another one in half.

“All the elements in Makai have been acting up,” Kurama explained as the horde of demons kept charging at them. “Including darkness, which every youkai has and weak willed ones will succumb to it like these annoying pests!” He leaped gracefully into the air and landed on a tree branch that was conveniently placed above all the action. He surveyed closely as Hiei, Yusuke and Kuwabara fought off the hundreds of demons. In the distance he could see countless more running to join the fray. But also far off in the distance he saw it, the temple resting between the two mountains. There he feel dark power coming off the strongest. “The Spirit Temple’s only a few miles ahead!” He informed them jumping back down and taking out his rose whip then proceeded to slice all the enemies within a fifty feet radius to pieces. “We’re going to have to make a run for it.”

“Hn.” Hiei grunted. “This would’ve been easier if we had just killed the girl before any of you got too attached to her.”

Kurama cringed at Hiei’s words. They were the truth, but he had just hoped it would have never of had to come to this. Kira was just a normal teenage girl except for being the granddaughter of Genkai and disregarding her pathetic psychic skills, he never had any intention of hurting her.

Yusuke rolled up one of his sleeves as they all prepared to run through the angry and ferocious mob. Then he cracked his knuckles and then each of his fingers. He knew this might take awhile.

A noisy whoosh of wings was heard above.

They all immediately looked up to see Kokuei soaring overhead towards the Spirit Temple, his face twisted in anger. The wind rushed through his hair as he made his way to the temple.

“Hey! That’s not fair!” Kuwabara exclaimed and pointed at him as he flew farther and farther away without a glance back at them.

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“It appears he’s arriving…” Sagan muttered as he gazed airily out of the door and saw what seemed to be a black bird flying towards them.

“About time too,” Rakura said dismissively as he glided over to his proper spot between Hikaru and Hosaki.

Kira furrowed her brows, this situation was getting worse and worse in addition to the fact that she felt like puking. Her head was now spinning from the slow loss of blood and she could barely sit up anymore.

“The fun’s about to begin…” Sagan trailed off before getting hit in the stomach by a gust of wind. He flew back and crashed into a wall, cracking it a little before falling to the ground.

Kira tried to pick her head up to see what had just happened and saw a dark figure walk over to the dragon demon. She could make out the features, the clothes and the huge black angel like wings that left a trail of inky feathers behind him as he walked.

Kokuei was here.

He glared down at Sagan disgracefully, “Stupid son of a bitch.” He then grinded his heel into the back of Sagan’s hand mercilessly. “I should kill you for making me come here.” He then directed his vacant dark eyes towards Kira.

Sagan chuckled darkly as he pushed himself up, “You can’t leave now though.”

“Obviously, moron. You think I don’t know about that?” His voice was full with extreme dislike and every word he spoke dripped with venom.

Sagan looked surprise as he wiped some blood from his bottom lip, “Then why did you come here? I thought you wanted to kill her your-”

“You thought wrong.” He cut him off heatedly. “Watching her be torn apart by the beast from the inside out would be a much better death then I had in store for her.”

“What about Kokoro?”

Kokuei’s eye twitched then he answered passionlessly, “She can’t be revived unless her reincarnation’s entire body and spirit are gone. After this I intend on bringing her back because then her soul will be free of that stupid human shell. Kira must be…completely destroyed.”

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DC-chan: And that’s all I feel like writing right now. I was thinking about this story and I realized I have about eight/nine more chapters to go and I was like DAMN!-but they’ll be kind of short chapters too (about 2500-3000 words each or maybe longer…depends) The last chapters are going to be in a short time period of a few hours, but will be action and angst packed! SO PREPARE YOURSELF FOR TOTAL ANNIHILATION!

MCT: …Mortal Combat freak.

DC-chan: Ehehe, speak for yourself. Besides, I love that Mortal Combat song.

NEXT CHAPTER: Resurrection

COMING SOON!!!

ROCK ON!!!