Koenma, the son of King Enma and young ruler of the Spirit World, sat at his large desk, his tiny hands covering his face. He was not all too sure of what to do. Well… he did… he just was not very sure on how the boys will like taking this mission so soon after the fight against the Saint Beasts. Gnawing on the end of his pacifier, the young ruler pressed a button on his remote, turning on the large TV screen across from him. A cheery young woman's face appeared on the screen, smiling happily at the toddler.

"Yes, Lord Koenma?" she asked, blinking her bright pink eyes.

"Botan, I need you to gather the boys. We have some pressing matters to discuss." The young toddler groaned, leaning back into his large leather chair.

"I got them, sir!" the cheerful guide across the River Styx stated, showing the four boys.

"What do ya need, binky-breath?" the greased haired punk demanded, looking quite cross with the young ruler.

Koenma sighed, not really in the mood for the young Spirit Detective's cheek. "There's a wild fox running amuck around Japan." He began, sounding distressed.

"Then call animal control."

"I do not think he is talking about a normal fox, Yusuke." The gentle redheaded teen stated, resting a hand on the green clad teen's shoulder.

"Kurama's correct. In addition, she is causing quite a bit of ruckus. Every place we have spotted her at ends with bodies and destroyed buildings." He sighed heavily. "It's been going on for about a week, and it seems that all the buildings are connected somehow, allowing us to track down where she will attack next. So far, we have not been able to tell if the remains of her victims are human or demon in disguise, so try and bring her back in to be thoroughly questioned, understood?" three out of the four nodded in understanding. Using his pudgy little fingers, Koenma typed in the coordinates for the boys, opening a portal to a forest in the northern most point of Japan. "If our calculations are correct, you will cross paths with her shortly after you all arrive."

All four boys then vanished, walking through the distorted reality that made the portal.

Farther away from the boys was a woman wearing a navy blue changpao with red trimming and red sash, white pants, and black flats. Her Capri blue eyes narrowed as she dashed forward, through the overgrown grass, her long red dipped silver-white hair flying in the breeze. The young woman needed to be quick. Who knows what horrors her prizes were being put through? Just as she was going through a serene clearing did she still, preventing the Japanese sword from cutting into the delicate flesh of her neck.

"Move." She ordered, shifting her weight slightly in case of a fight.

The red-eyed man did not do as she wanted. Instead, he held his ground, waiting for her to attack. "Sorry, Miss, but we can't let you go further." A new voice was introduced.

The woman with red dipped hair pressed her pale lips into a thin line as she slid back. The crimson-eyed man just watched her, keeping a keen eye on her movements. "Please do not resist. We do not wish you harm." The woman casted her Capri jeweled orbs over, eyeing the red haired man wearily. "We were asked to bring you in." A few seeds fell into her awaiting palm, their view being obscured by her long sleeves.

"By whom?" she asked, staring him down. Four strange men surrounded her, making it harder for the vixen to safely plot her exit. Two of whom were demons, while the other two were spiritually aware humans.

"The toddler in the sky; Koenma." Spoke the human with slick back hair. The vixen sighed heavily, relaxing back a bit. Just as she moved, did a splitting pain pierce her left arm. Dropping the seeds, she hissed lowly in pain as she lifted the throbbing body part. "Hey, are you okay?" he genuinely sounded worried for her wellbeing. Not answering, she pushed her sleeved back, narrowing her eyes at the – currently – harmless plant that was sprouting out.

It was a sign that one of the things she currently seeks was abused in some form, causing one of the six seeds implanted into her arm to sprout, and curling around her little and ring finger. "I cannot."

"And why can't you, woman?" the red eyed man asked harshly, taking a step forward.

She gritted her teeth, knowing it would be in her best interest to tell these four her goals. It could benefit her in the end. "Am I safe to assume the, at the very least, one of you has a younger sibling?" the black clad man narrowed his eyes more, if possible, giving the vixen her answer. "Before you stopped me, I was on my way to my final target. That building ahead is holding my siblings captive."

"How do we know you aren't lying, just for us to let you go?" the orange haired human asked, eyeing her suspiciously.

"Never once did I mention you letting me go. I merely implied for your help in the safe return of my siblings."

•The Vixen's Point of View•

Before the seedling could take root in my arm, I pulled it out quickly, taking notice of the small flower bud. "Now, if you'll excuse me," I jumped up, landing on a sturdy branch above where I stood, the small bud falling in the grass, "please keep up." Spinning on my heels, I dashed through the trees. Occasionally my left ear would twitch, catching subtle signs of Koenma's men following me from below. Only one had took to the trees, closely following me from behind. Another stab of pain shot up my forearm. The tiny vine curled around my middle and index finger.

"How exactly do you plan to get in? I highly doubt they're waiting with their thumbs up their asses." The male with greased black hair hollered up at me. Dropping down in front of the three boys, I kept the lead.

"Cause enough havoc that they'll be too worried about what is happening on the outside to worry about the inside." I faintly heard the boy snickering. "That decreases the chance of the other four from being harmed. Though whomever hurt the remaining two is going to die." Over the hill, I could make out a large group of lower class demons guarding the key entrance. I pressed my free index finger to my lips, shushing the group just as I slid down.

"Well looky here, boys. Seems like a stray fox has lost her way." A large ogre of a demon rasped out. How anyone could understand such mindless grumbles through overgrown tusks was beyond me. "Did the boss send you to keep us company?"

I sighed, my ears flattening against my head as one of the cats edged back, trying to distance himself from the group. "How nice, the boss sent us a silent Vixen. It is annoying when they scream."

Stopping the tengu from touching my hair, I kicked him hard in the hip, gripping his outstretched arm tightly. "Unlike a few, I prefer tods, thank you." I stated, referring to male kitsunes. The ogre growled, coming up on my left. I simply flung the worthless navy haired tengu into his gut, kicking away a mischievous monkey. Flicking my red dipped ponytail over my shoulder, I produced a seed. Using a little of my energy, and with a simple flick of the wrist, I transformed it into a long black whip, covered in hook shaped thorns. Some of the more slow demons laughed, grabbing the discarded leaves, only to have the little thorns dig into the palms of their hands. "Honestly, do none of you know anything of the Mysore raspberry bush? The leaves are also covered in thorns."

"And what does a single wench think she can do with a whip alone, against all of us?" the tengu from earlier hissed, narrowing his beady eyes at me.

The hook shaped thorns dug into the soft exposed skin of his throat. "Make a few heads roll, of course." I answered, tugging on it. His head flew off his shoulders, spinning wildly through the air. Capri blue eyes widen, feeling a burst of wind behind me. Turning, I seen one of the other ape-like demons fall to the ground. Dead.

"I don't know about you, but I was starting to feel a bit left out in all this ass kicking." The boy in green laughed, making his entrance.

"Human!" they all screamed.

Flicking my wrist, I wrapped the thorned whip around one's ankle, throwing him into another. "Please do not be so rude. Your death might not be as painless…"

We stood, back to back in the circle of demons. "That was pretty badass. By the way, I didn't quite catch your name." He laughed, punching one of the demons square in the face.

"You are a strange one…" I chuckled, gutting a few more. "And I never gave it, such as you have not given me yours."

I heard him laugh. "Oh, I like you already! Name's Yusuke Urameshi, Spirit Detective."

"Oh? The pleasure is mine, Yusuke Urameshi. I am Moriko." I smiled softly, slicing up a large bull-like demon. "Pleasantries aside, do your friends not wish to join in on the small bit of fun we are having?" I asked Yusuke, dodging an attack that was aimed for my head. A green thorned whip was used the slice the fool's head in half.

"May I cut in?" The one with bright red hair asked, smiling softly.

"But we were having so much fun, just the two of us, were we not, Yusuke?" flipping back into a handstand, I kicked another tengu in the face, coming to stand close to the Spirit Detective.

"Pardon me for my intrusion, then."

"The more the merrier, Kurama! We don't mind you join' in!" I nodded in agreement at the detective's words. With just the three of us together, did we clear away the horde of demons that surrounded the front. "So where-to next?" asked Yusuke, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

One of the security cameras that lined the front entrance turned, looking at this little motley bunch. I stared at it, both of my hands hidden by the large sleeves of my changpao. "Is this all you've got? For someone who went through all the hassle to kidnap fox pups from the Demon World, and kill our parents, your security is lax. A disappointment, really." I sighed, tilting my head to the side. "My need for amusement aside, I am coming to collect what is rightfully mine, so be ready."