Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Yu Yu Hakusho Re-Written: The Dark Tournament ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

Rating: ma 15 (High pg 13)

Warnings: Possible romantic hintings, death, cursing, sexual harassment (How else am I to describe it?) and the sure and simple fact that I’m the author.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu Yu Hakusho. I don’t own Yukio Juu either, He is being used with permission of my friend Juu-Kun (http://www.mediaminer.org/user_info.php/102467)

I do own Kat, the more major plot editions and my OCs.

Notes: This is a SEQUAL, Please read "Yu Yu Hakusho Re-Written: Journey to Maze Castle." and "Yu Yu Hakusho Re-written: Back to Basics." before reading this one.

Feel free to read on.

A low pitched tune was heard through the muffling fog of the ocean. It was the sound of a reed flute, one that had been magically altered to make low sounds rather than the medium melody that most had. This reed flute belonged to a girl of thirteen, a girl with crimson red hair and eyes of foresty green framed nicely by the black of her slightly long lashes. This girl had a face shape that suited her well, It was obvious she was of both Japanese and American or English decent. Her build was slightly on the light side with the arm muscles you’d expect from someone who fought with light weight pole arms and throwing knives. This girl, Kathrine Yoh, or Kat to her friends and acquaintances, sat with her back against the rails of the port bow. Her legs were positioned as if she were sitting against a tree on a warm summers day whilst reading. Whilst it was not summer, nor was the object she propped her self up against a tree, but she was reading. Her book rested on her knees as she played the reed flute, stopping the slow and haunting song only when the need arised to change the page. By her actions, no one would have ever guessed this girl, clad in a simple white dress shirt meant for men and a pair of baggy black pants, was on a ship filled to the breaking point with demons.

Kat smirked as a familiar voice reached her ears. "Only you would read in such a heavy fog, Kat." "Only you would say something so stupid yet so ironic." Kat said moving feathery bangs from her view. The blood-red eyed Juu raised an eyebrow. "I hate to sound like an idiot, but how is that stupid and Ironic?" Kat’s eyes flashed mischievously as she looked up with a questioning expression on her face, the index finger of her left hand resting on her chin. "Oh, I don’t know, maybe the fact you were reading earlier while it was my turn to keep an eye on the team." Juu grinned wide. "Ah, but it’s not the same fog." "Baka*." Kat said with a false glare.

Juu yawned. "How long do you think it’ll take to get there?" Kat’s reply was a shrug and the dispellation* of her flute. "I’m guessing we’re half way there." Said the messy haired, icy blue eyed Paturiku. This boy was sixteen by his size and features. His eyes and facial features gave anyone that looked at him the feeling that he was a kind person, you’d never have thought he’d be on a boat with demons. Or that he’d be one. Kat grinned at the boy dressed in casual street clothes. "Hey polar bear. Done checking out the ladies?" Paturiku frowned at the joke. "Not funny, I’m not into tall, dark and homicidal." Kat gave her trademark lopsided grin where both her top and bottom left canines met. Juu smirked. "Fox grin." Kat shot him a dirty look. "Hey. No fox jokes, please." Kat looked at Juu’s blood red mage robes with a black rose embroidered over his left breast. "Don’t make me make a dress joke." Juu raised a finger to begin his protest, but was interrupted by their captain making an announcement. A mini tournament was in order. Kat stood up to hear the final part of the announcement. "Last six people remaining are the qualifying team for this boat. Five normal participants and then an alternate for the team." Kat looked at her group. "I guess it’s time to prove ourselves eh?" The two nearest to her nodded whilst the other two started back towards the group. Juu grinned. "Let’s have some fun."

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*Baka - Japanese for stupid or fool (Class clown).

*dispellation - Anti-summoning. Summoners use it to send items back to their pre-summoned position. Things such as weapons and good luck charms that are summoned and dispelled on a regular basis will automatically dispel themselves. Anti-summoning/dispellation can also destroy a summoner. Summoners whose magic is in their blood or soul (rather than it being a talent or item given power) will become magically unbalanced if anti summoning is used on a regular basis. The magic in the summoner’s veins/being that are used for anti summoning will typically degrade or dispel themselves, in a highly unbalanced mage uses anti summoning the magic has a 60% chance of A.) Imploding due to the magic hyper execrating. B.) The magic being low enough that it will absorb red blood cells in an attempt to make energy.