Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Unexpected Chances ❯ First Guidance ( Chapter 4 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: Katobatic winds 
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Drama / Fantasy | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 02.14.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 263 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Drama / Fantasy | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 02.14.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 263 | Status: Completed
Unexpected Chances
First Guidance
Alexander stared at the book before him; the master wanted it and the master would get it. He smiled his eyes looking over the shelves, before he deemed it safe. Reaching forward he gasp as he felt the shock run through his body, and all went dark. Miles away a hooded figure snarled. “Stupid muggle.” It sneered before disappearing with a pop.
Above unknown to the person; a figure sitting on an oar with a sad look on their face before the person disappeared. The figure settled above the building where the man had fallen and waited.
Alexander opened his eyes, where was he? He looked above in front of him, how had he gotten outside? He looked down only to find it at least a hundred feet down! “Excuse me.” He heard called and turned around, a girl sat on an oar in midair!
“How are you doing that? Where am I!” He asked panicked. The girl smiled and pulled out a book.
“Alexander Rockwell, age 46. That you?” The man nodded. “I’m sorry to say but you died.” He gasped at her statement. But it made sense he could was floating above the ground and he knew it, the fact was just there with his soul. “Come with me.”
He gulped. “Where am I going?” He asked slightly afraid, didn’t good people go to heaven? That’s what the pastor had said and it was what he believed all his life. Wasn’t there suppose to be an angle, or the pearly gates? He’d never heard of a girl on an oar.
“To where you belong.” He grabbed the oar, his last thought before he disappeared from the realm was how would his wife handle this?
------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------
Koenma frowned as the newest file was placed on his desk, another life taken before it’s time. This was more work than he needed, frowning as the files started coming in, he needed more reapers in England but most were busy with natural deaths. He called in Jorge before signing and stamping some papers quickly. Jorge left quickly.
------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------
Sirius sighedas the last paper went on the stack. Finally, it was done! He carefully picked up the stack wincing as the slight cuts made contact with the air. Oh, did he have paper cuts Sirius sighed wondering how much time it would take for the ink to wash out of his hands and the cuts to heal. Oh how those little buggers could sting!
He made his way to the offices where the papers were to be turned in. Placing it on the respective pile he carefully read the kanji before leaving, luckily he had learned that the signs would turn to the persons preferred language if they concentrated, but since Japanese was the main language here he attempted to do read itthough hecheck it often. He shook his head, why couldn’t the main language be English?
------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------
Sirius yawned and turned off the light, it was finally time to rest, he had two days off before his next lesson in Reiki training, having passed Ferry training with what Botan said were very bright colors. He had corrected her statement with flying colors but the girl had asked how the colors could fly. Sirius had said it was just a phrase, she asked why it was the way and this had led to confusion as Sirius didn’t know and could not come up with an explanation. They had just agreed to stick to bright colors from then on.
------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------
Sirius ate his lunch on the roof overlooking the trench that surrounded part of the main palace. He would have raised an eyebrow when he first arrived at the sight of people on oars coming in at all times but now he just past it off as background images like birds.
He enjoyed the quietness here giving him the chance to think, he wondered how Harry and the others were. He hoped they were alright. Sighing he bit into another piece of food happily stabbing the food with a fork. Chopsticks were not something he wanted to worry about at the moment. It had taken him a while to find a fork to eat with, although he really didn’t mind chopsticks, the trouble being the people insisting he learn how to eat with chopsticks.
He nearly choked when he heard his name suddenly. Instead of turning around to glare at the offender he started coughing hoping he didn’t choke. Managing to swallow rather painfully he turned teary eyed to the perpetrator. He was surprised to see the ogre Jorge holding papers looking rather startled, most likely from his sudden coughing fit.
“You’ve been assigned.” The ogre said handing him papers. Sirius was indeed surprised; he’d only turned in the papers a week ago. He was assigned so soon? He looked over the papers and frowned.
It appeared that he was needed for unfortunate reason, muggles were dying because of death eaters and Voldemort. He looked at the names he was assigned, the list included ten people and three of them had been children. “You are to leave immediately.” The ogre said before leaving.
Sirius finished his lunch quickly before rushing off to his room, he changed his clothes quickly to dress that he had been told to wear depending on location. He luckily could wear western clothing as he was not going to Asia. He rushed to an open area and flew out hoping that he didn’t mess up.
------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------
Sirius looked at his first name and frowned he knew this bloke from school; he flew his eyes having adjusted to the portal that came from crossing realms. He quickly flew to the location and waited, he was to high above the ground to see what was going on but nearly lost his balance when he saw the sign of Voldemort appear in the sky.
It wasn’t long before a robed figure appeared in front of him. Charles Wood gasped as the world came back into focus. He tried to recall the last thing before it was briefly blank.
Charles had been struck by the killing curse, but how was he conscious? Where was Rachel? Was she still being tortured? He thought worried.
“Ah, there you are!” He heard a man’s voice bark out. He turned quickly and searched for a wand upon seeing who it was.
“Sirius Black!” Black was in front of him on a broom, where was he then he noted that he was not on a broom! Why was he on an oar? And on second thought he wasn’t on a broom! He took in his surroundings for the first time in detail, he was in the air, it was dark the ground looked to be several hundred kilometers below and he was floating. He gasped as he saw Voldemort’s sign.
“Calm down mate.” Sirius said, Charles looked at him, he did not appear like he did on the wanted posters. Sirius hair was back, short he looked to be in good health as well. He wore normal muggle clothes on his body, the black slacks and a black shirt under a leather coat. He pulled out a black book no writing on the front. Sirius flipped through several pages his eyes looking at the pages quickly. “Alright it says that Rachel Williams should be here soon, give a minute or two.”
Charles was beyond confused, on the verge of panicking was a better description of his state. Death Eaters had tortured he and Rachel and he knew he had been hit with the killing curse so he must be dead but why of all people was Sirius Black here? Being dead was the only conclusion explaining the situation. The though of him being dead was unnerving him and he wanted to run but where would he go? He was floating in midair for goodness sake!
Suddenly Rachel appeared she looked around panicked and she seemed shaken. “Alright, now I’m sorry to say this but you two are dead.” He heard Black say. Both turned around to stare at him auror instincts wanted them to go for a wand but neither hand one. Rachel recovered quickly.
“If we’re dead then why of all people are you here!” She snapped. Though she looked angry she had fright in her eyes, torture had been brutal and now she was dead and feared she would fall into hell. How else was she to explain why the infamous murderer Sirius Black here for them?
Sirius sighed why couldn’t he have gotten muggles instead? He peered into the book once more, luckily his was in English; he winced internally as he read what they had experienced before they had died. Poor guys, he thought, tortured, one to death the other had been hit by the killing curse after torture. Act professional! He told himself
“Right, now you guys know who I am, I’m here to guide you.” He said both looked at him puzzled. “You two are dead, I’m a ferry guide, and I guide the dead. Now look, I know what you think of me, I’m a murderer right? Well, I’m not. It’s all you have to know.” He put the book away. They still looked at him remembering his training he sat straighter. “Follow me.” He took their hand before they could respond and flew to the ground.
Rachel’s body stood at odd angles dead eyes staring up at the roof, Charles’ bloodied corpse lay in the corner, the room was abandoned the death eaters having left. Both stared at themselves having gone through the wall and seeing their bodies had convinced them more of the truth. They knew they were dead no denying it but they looked at Sirius now the truth of their deaths apparent.
“Come on, it’s easier if you just come with me.” They hesitantly followed the man grabbing onto the oar and stared in awe as the background changed from earth to what had to be the after life. Sirius smiled at them. “You two will get what you deserve.” The two spirits were not frightened anymore and smiled before he led them to their resting place.
Sirius looked at his list and his watch his eyes widened, he had to go now! Groaning, the middle aged man thought: I always get in over my head!
------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------
Koenma stared at the screen the man had done well for his first time, especially as the people had been those he had know or know of him in their lives. The toddlers folded his hands on the desk before him. It seemed it would go well after all, he just hoped Sirius Black wouldn’t fail when he continued his reiki training.
The man in front of him looked at the screen with a composed faced. “Are you sure you can do this?” The Prince asked. The man glared his reply. “Remember despite appearances Tom Riddle is human. Don’t kill him!” The man nodded. “Oh, and Hiei,” Hiei Jaganashi turned to glare at the ruler of Reikai. “I’m counting on you, we needLupin and Potter alive don’t let them know of your presence.” Hiei turned and left quickly.
Stupid Koenma, he thought, Kurama was going to owe him for this!
First Guidance
Alexander stared at the book before him; the master wanted it and the master would get it. He smiled his eyes looking over the shelves, before he deemed it safe. Reaching forward he gasp as he felt the shock run through his body, and all went dark. Miles away a hooded figure snarled. “Stupid muggle.” It sneered before disappearing with a pop.
Above unknown to the person; a figure sitting on an oar with a sad look on their face before the person disappeared. The figure settled above the building where the man had fallen and waited.
Alexander opened his eyes, where was he? He looked above in front of him, how had he gotten outside? He looked down only to find it at least a hundred feet down! “Excuse me.” He heard called and turned around, a girl sat on an oar in midair!
“How are you doing that? Where am I!” He asked panicked. The girl smiled and pulled out a book.
“Alexander Rockwell, age 46. That you?” The man nodded. “I’m sorry to say but you died.” He gasped at her statement. But it made sense he could was floating above the ground and he knew it, the fact was just there with his soul. “Come with me.”
He gulped. “Where am I going?” He asked slightly afraid, didn’t good people go to heaven? That’s what the pastor had said and it was what he believed all his life. Wasn’t there suppose to be an angle, or the pearly gates? He’d never heard of a girl on an oar.
“To where you belong.” He grabbed the oar, his last thought before he disappeared from the realm was how would his wife handle this?
------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------
Koenma frowned as the newest file was placed on his desk, another life taken before it’s time. This was more work than he needed, frowning as the files started coming in, he needed more reapers in England but most were busy with natural deaths. He called in Jorge before signing and stamping some papers quickly. Jorge left quickly.
------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------
Sirius sighedas the last paper went on the stack. Finally, it was done! He carefully picked up the stack wincing as the slight cuts made contact with the air. Oh, did he have paper cuts Sirius sighed wondering how much time it would take for the ink to wash out of his hands and the cuts to heal. Oh how those little buggers could sting!
He made his way to the offices where the papers were to be turned in. Placing it on the respective pile he carefully read the kanji before leaving, luckily he had learned that the signs would turn to the persons preferred language if they concentrated, but since Japanese was the main language here he attempted to do read itthough hecheck it often. He shook his head, why couldn’t the main language be English?
------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------
Sirius yawned and turned off the light, it was finally time to rest, he had two days off before his next lesson in Reiki training, having passed Ferry training with what Botan said were very bright colors. He had corrected her statement with flying colors but the girl had asked how the colors could fly. Sirius had said it was just a phrase, she asked why it was the way and this had led to confusion as Sirius didn’t know and could not come up with an explanation. They had just agreed to stick to bright colors from then on.
------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------
Sirius ate his lunch on the roof overlooking the trench that surrounded part of the main palace. He would have raised an eyebrow when he first arrived at the sight of people on oars coming in at all times but now he just past it off as background images like birds.
He enjoyed the quietness here giving him the chance to think, he wondered how Harry and the others were. He hoped they were alright. Sighing he bit into another piece of food happily stabbing the food with a fork. Chopsticks were not something he wanted to worry about at the moment. It had taken him a while to find a fork to eat with, although he really didn’t mind chopsticks, the trouble being the people insisting he learn how to eat with chopsticks.
He nearly choked when he heard his name suddenly. Instead of turning around to glare at the offender he started coughing hoping he didn’t choke. Managing to swallow rather painfully he turned teary eyed to the perpetrator. He was surprised to see the ogre Jorge holding papers looking rather startled, most likely from his sudden coughing fit.
“You’ve been assigned.” The ogre said handing him papers. Sirius was indeed surprised; he’d only turned in the papers a week ago. He was assigned so soon? He looked over the papers and frowned.
It appeared that he was needed for unfortunate reason, muggles were dying because of death eaters and Voldemort. He looked at the names he was assigned, the list included ten people and three of them had been children. “You are to leave immediately.” The ogre said before leaving.
Sirius finished his lunch quickly before rushing off to his room, he changed his clothes quickly to dress that he had been told to wear depending on location. He luckily could wear western clothing as he was not going to Asia. He rushed to an open area and flew out hoping that he didn’t mess up.
------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------
Sirius looked at his first name and frowned he knew this bloke from school; he flew his eyes having adjusted to the portal that came from crossing realms. He quickly flew to the location and waited, he was to high above the ground to see what was going on but nearly lost his balance when he saw the sign of Voldemort appear in the sky.
It wasn’t long before a robed figure appeared in front of him. Charles Wood gasped as the world came back into focus. He tried to recall the last thing before it was briefly blank.
Charles had been struck by the killing curse, but how was he conscious? Where was Rachel? Was she still being tortured? He thought worried.
“Ah, there you are!” He heard a man’s voice bark out. He turned quickly and searched for a wand upon seeing who it was.
“Sirius Black!” Black was in front of him on a broom, where was he then he noted that he was not on a broom! Why was he on an oar? And on second thought he wasn’t on a broom! He took in his surroundings for the first time in detail, he was in the air, it was dark the ground looked to be several hundred kilometers below and he was floating. He gasped as he saw Voldemort’s sign.
“Calm down mate.” Sirius said, Charles looked at him, he did not appear like he did on the wanted posters. Sirius hair was back, short he looked to be in good health as well. He wore normal muggle clothes on his body, the black slacks and a black shirt under a leather coat. He pulled out a black book no writing on the front. Sirius flipped through several pages his eyes looking at the pages quickly. “Alright it says that Rachel Williams should be here soon, give a minute or two.”
Charles was beyond confused, on the verge of panicking was a better description of his state. Death Eaters had tortured he and Rachel and he knew he had been hit with the killing curse so he must be dead but why of all people was Sirius Black here? Being dead was the only conclusion explaining the situation. The though of him being dead was unnerving him and he wanted to run but where would he go? He was floating in midair for goodness sake!
Suddenly Rachel appeared she looked around panicked and she seemed shaken. “Alright, now I’m sorry to say this but you two are dead.” He heard Black say. Both turned around to stare at him auror instincts wanted them to go for a wand but neither hand one. Rachel recovered quickly.
“If we’re dead then why of all people are you here!” She snapped. Though she looked angry she had fright in her eyes, torture had been brutal and now she was dead and feared she would fall into hell. How else was she to explain why the infamous murderer Sirius Black here for them?
Sirius sighed why couldn’t he have gotten muggles instead? He peered into the book once more, luckily his was in English; he winced internally as he read what they had experienced before they had died. Poor guys, he thought, tortured, one to death the other had been hit by the killing curse after torture. Act professional! He told himself
“Right, now you guys know who I am, I’m here to guide you.” He said both looked at him puzzled. “You two are dead, I’m a ferry guide, and I guide the dead. Now look, I know what you think of me, I’m a murderer right? Well, I’m not. It’s all you have to know.” He put the book away. They still looked at him remembering his training he sat straighter. “Follow me.” He took their hand before they could respond and flew to the ground.
Rachel’s body stood at odd angles dead eyes staring up at the roof, Charles’ bloodied corpse lay in the corner, the room was abandoned the death eaters having left. Both stared at themselves having gone through the wall and seeing their bodies had convinced them more of the truth. They knew they were dead no denying it but they looked at Sirius now the truth of their deaths apparent.
“Come on, it’s easier if you just come with me.” They hesitantly followed the man grabbing onto the oar and stared in awe as the background changed from earth to what had to be the after life. Sirius smiled at them. “You two will get what you deserve.” The two spirits were not frightened anymore and smiled before he led them to their resting place.
Sirius looked at his list and his watch his eyes widened, he had to go now! Groaning, the middle aged man thought: I always get in over my head!
------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------
Koenma stared at the screen the man had done well for his first time, especially as the people had been those he had know or know of him in their lives. The toddlers folded his hands on the desk before him. It seemed it would go well after all, he just hoped Sirius Black wouldn’t fail when he continued his reiki training.
The man in front of him looked at the screen with a composed faced. “Are you sure you can do this?” The Prince asked. The man glared his reply. “Remember despite appearances Tom Riddle is human. Don’t kill him!” The man nodded. “Oh, and Hiei,” Hiei Jaganashi turned to glare at the ruler of Reikai. “I’m counting on you, we needLupin and Potter alive don’t let them know of your presence.” Hiei turned and left quickly.
Stupid Koenma, he thought, Kurama was going to owe him for this!