Once Upon a Razorblade
A Yu Yu Hakusho Fanfiction
Disclaimer: I own no part of Yu Yu Hakusho.
Prologue: Chronicle of a Death
I don't know why this is important. No, I don't, not at all.
I wasn't ever a Spirit Detective. I was simply one of his friends and a part of his team.
So I don't know why it is so important for me to write this down, or why Koenma even commissioned me to do this in the first place. I expected to receive punishment, both for what I had attempted and accomplished, in my life and in the life before that, as Yoko.
Instead, the junior Lord of the Dead gave me the task of chronicling my death and the events that surrounded it before I am finally, fully judged and sent on my way.
I am told that he will use this to judge me and my intentions, my deepest thoughts, feelings, and motives.
I was also told that there is a good chance it will go into the library here at Spirit World.
Maybe this is my punishment. Maybe I am supposed to remember what I did and what happened. Maybe I am supposed to regret it all.
And maybe I will.
Maybe, in the middle of writing this, I will be overcome with grief and remorse and wish that I was still in Ningenkai, with my family and friends and all the others that I caused to grieve.
But for now, this is simply the chronicle of a death. It is the chronicle of my death. Not my first "death", but rather, my true death.
And somehow, it feels like I'm writing in a journal.
Title of the prologue inspired by the title of Gabriel García Márquez's Chronicle of a Death Foretold, which I fully intend to finish reading sometime in the future. Really. I'm going to start now.
This was the prologue.
So in other words, yes, this is multi-chaptered. It was at one point only a string of semi-related one-shots, but then I realized that they were too related to be just one-shots, so I turned it into a series. Unfortunately, then I made up an entire story, at which point I decided to screw it all and make it a regular fanfiction.
Finished ranting. My intentions for this lovely piece of fiction: I fully intend to finish it. I don't know exactly how long it will be, but I have a few chapters already planned/written out. I warn ye now: ANGST. DEPRESSION. There are no other words for it, chickadees, and there's no way that I'll change my tune this far ahead in the game. Not fluffy, not funny. This has a specific theme--which you'll have to find out by yourselves.
Don't like it, don't read it. I laugh in the face of flamers who give me absolutely no reasons why they hate the story. Give me a reason and I'll spare you a thought.
Thanks for reading. Please review. Tell me if this is going in a C2. I don't want my stories floating around without my knowledge. So go ahead and add it—but tell me at some point that you've done so.
Love for Always, fluorescentpinkfairies