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Untold History	By : Aviarianna Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Crossovers Views: 1383 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho nor do I make any money off of it. This is purely for the pleasure and practice of writing.

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Untold History

A/N: Thank you to all my reviewers, you guys are wonderful. Thank you to my Beta Reader who catches stuff I never would because I'm the one who wrote this so my eyes will automatically fix little things, and spell check misses JUST as much. I'm doing my best with updating but I've hit that point in my life where I'm not quite sure which way to go, you know….I've taken all the community college classes I really can.

Oh yeah…this folks, is where we begin crossing categories…so…I do NOT own anything you recognize which will range from other anime's to Hell Boy to Twilight and everything in between. (For example, this chapter mentions Kristopher and Nikolas Ravena; they belong to Amelia Atwater Rhodes, a very good young adult's author that I suggest you read.)

Thank you Lady Kiren, my wonderful beta! I think you were right…and I'm sure you'll know what I'm referring to.

Chapter 4: On Unfortunate Circumstances

It was, for all intensive purposes, midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. The only discrepancies of course being that Avaria was not sitting in a garden per say but a public park in the middle of some nice little California suburb where she'd been residing for several years. Secondly it was not midnight, that hour had passed her and it was approaching 3am rapidly. She was sitting on an old, creaky, swing attached to an old, creaky swing-set that groaned as she moved back and forth with using very little effort. It was nights like this one, clear and cool with just an edge of the coming summer warmth lacing it, that she loved the most. It was nights like this, staring up at the stars that could be seen over the glaring streetlights, she could stop and think take a moment to simply be.

This place was her sanctuary.

Tonight though there was a different feeling permeating the air. The moon hung only half full in the sky, the stars twinkled as if in some sort of hurry towards the dawn and the wind had simply faded away. Still she sat on that swing, pushing herself back and forth with the toes of her feet never loosing contact with the ground at any point. Her phone buzzed in her pocket but she ignored it, knowing full well who it was and what he would say. She wouldn't have the heart to tell him that he was preaching to deaf ears, that he was too late. She was unable to bear telling him that he could not save her 'I do not believe that I am worth saving.' She thought to herself in resignation of her fate.

The person she was thinking of was her second in command. He was the person she received reports from, and the person she handed solutions and orders down too. John, that was his name, and he was a trusted advisor, coworker and friend. She would trust him to take over after she was gone.

'I always knew this day would come eventually, I just wish I'd had a chance to live a little bit longer this time. I wish I'd had a chance to make it home.'

She had no idea why she'd felt such hope that day in her class. The one thing she did know was that it had to do with her brother, with Yoko Kurama. The fox must have figured something out, perhaps even found her old file which she'd been positive was long gone by now. But a day passed, then another and soon it had turned into a week. That week turned into two, and those two weeks quickly turned into a month. Now, after the stress of college finals and another two months of waiting she was quickly losing her hope. The unfortunate truth was that if Yoko was unable to keep his promise (something she would never fault him for even in death) she would not be long for this world, or any.

She was just so tired of running. Hiding in plain sight gets so old after a while and 7 years certainly counted as a while.

She had done a little to stave off this event. Her hair had been cut, styled and dyed, which had given her a completely new look. She had refrained as much as possible from using anything other than her human name, and even retreated into the background on the internet. She had tried incredibly hard to cut off her friendships so that the people she cared for most would be spared some amount of pain. It was more difficult with her family, but all she could do was remain fairly distant with them. The hope was that after she was gone, something she had been preparing for the past 7 years of her life, they would understand.

She especially hoped that Yoko understood, or would understand. It was not in her power to wait any longer for this. There was no deluding herself that anyone would be coming to her rescue either. When your life is built around being the protector, there is always the question of who happens to be protecting you. The truth was, there was nobody left protecting her anymore and it was only a matter of time. Thoughts welled in her mind, all the people she'd killed, the lives she'd destroyed, the friends and family she'd made and lost. The day she had finally dug too deep, pissed off the wrong people and found herself out on her butt.

Her power was bound.

No way to communicate with anyone.

No way to help anyone.

She was left lost, confused and very much alone.

"I don't suppose saying I'm sorry would help, would it." The statement, not question, brought a deep chuckled from the dark night surrounding her lone patch of light. The streetlights had long since gone out, all but the one shining on her and her swing.

"Not really, but if it makes you feel better then by all means." The swing next to her groaned as the person speaking sat down beside her, half in shadow

"Hello Kristopher." She did not even need to look to know who it was.

"Avaria." His acknowledgment was gruff.

"Why are you here Kristopher? Why haven't you done away with me yet?"

"Because…" And here he managed to catch her tired eyes, "I'm here to offer you a bit of a choice."

Avaria snorted in reply. What exactly was he playing at here? The only choices he'd be likely to give her were whether she'd want a messy death or a clean one. Kristopher however, pushing his shoulder level brown hair out of his eyes, was not put off by her reaction.

"I'm quite serious little girl, you stop this little organization your heading and we'll leave you be. You can go on and try and be normal all you want until you see fit to die."

"Or..?"

"Or we'll kill you now. Most likely in the most drawn out, and painful way we can."

"Kristopher…"

"Tick tock Empress…your time is dwindling."

"I can't abandon them Kristopher, and as much as you thought it was always my fault it wasn't."

She felt, more than saw him stand from the swing. She heard his boots tapping away at the hard packed tan-bark. Abandoning her group would mean leaving the rest of this world, and eventually many others, to the run of far worse people. She could not disband that group, if her life was the payment she could have cared less.

"Kristopher!" He turned his icy blue gaze towards her and paused in his exit.

"I did not pull Nikolas from you! I am not responsible for what happened with him and with you!" She was pleading with him, in her own way. The one thing that had really started all this and all she wanted him to do was understand that she had never meant for any of the chaos it caused. "I tried Kristopher, I truly tried!"

He stared at her for an eternity locked within 5 short seconds; his eyes as icy as they'd ever been his skin pale in what little light the half moon gave. Kristopher Ravena, a good old southern boy once, a kind and gentle soul at one point in time, gave her a look that clearly said he didn't care. His face broke out into a dangerous smirk, showing his teeth in their perfect, vampiric glory and then snarled at her.

"Kill her." He said two simple little words.

Her heart clenched.

The streetlights turned back on.

"I am so very dead..."

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So…bit of a cliffhanger, bit more on Avaria….and folks the next chapter will give this story and mature rating. You didn't think I'd leave you guys to simply imagine how the melee goes did you? Still…be warned, I can get very graphic. I will officially be moving this to crossovers as well okay?
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