Author: Sam

Story: The Power of the Children: 1 of ?

Series: n/a

Author's Notes: This is just a teaser to tell everyone out there that I've not forgotten this story. I'm still work on this and several other's. I know that I have put this in the Shizuru and Kurama pairings and those of you waiting to see them together. Just wait a little longer they and the rest of the gang will be in this.

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Unknown Location: 5 months after the Dark Tournament.

In front of a one way mirror, a tall black haired figure, dressed in black business suit, stood. The room was darkened just enough so that the reflective side was the only thing seen from the rooms below. The man absently took a drag off a lit cigarette, the tip burned a reddish-orange. The glow briefly highlighted the narrow handsome features that were marred with a scar on the right forehead which ran down and over the eye to stop just before his chin, before the embers faded away. The light didn't ruin the effect of the mirror, which was the point of the glass.

Cool blue eyes surveyed the activities of the room below. He estimated that there were at least fifty children, all between the ages of six months to five years of age. He could easily pick out the age groups as they had been sectioned off into three areas in the facility. The first group held the ones that weren't able to walk yet: there was about five of those. They were being taken care of by a low-level female demon that didn't have a tendency towards eating young humans. The next held the one to two year olds. Their situation was the same as the previous one, only the number of had changed. This bunch had fifteen in all they were also monitored by female demons with only slightly higher ki levels. The largest room held the largest group, that being the juveniles, which were three to five years of age. Demons of higher levels and scientists in white lab coats supervised these. The man's gaze lingered on the last group. His sharp eyes singled out a toddler that was not huddled with the others. The small boy stirred a memory that nagged at the man, until, blowing out a puff of smoke in irritation, he buzzed for his assitant.

A tall slender woman, with long white and black hair, dressed in similarly dark attire, appeared next to the preoccupied dark-haired man. With priecing grey eyes, she also observed the activity of the facility. "You, called?"

"Yes, Miss Fukuyama. Do you see that child in the oldest group?" he inquired in a raw, silken voice.

Her keen eyes roved over the eldest grouping of children, "Do you mean the one that isn't clustered with the rest?"

"Mmm... Besides that. Notice anything else?"

Scrutinizing the toddler, the darkish haired woman let out a faint gasp, "That's impossible. No human child is that powerful." She glanced over to her boss in stunned amazement. A small smile graced his handsome features, giving his blue eyes a sparkle she had never seen before.

"That would be of course with the exception for the Spirit Detective and his companions. But then again two are demons or part demon... There is also the young one that is currently residening in isolation." The man consider the possibilities of the youngster in front of them.

It then came to him like a lightening strike. "So... the Lord of the Underworld has come to investigate."

"Sir?" His assistant inquired hesitantly, "You think that is the Spirit Detective?"

"No, Miss Fukuyama. I mean to say that Lord Koenma has come to investigate in person. In disguise of course," amusement filled the business man's voice.

"I want him to be the next to go for testing. You'll see to it that it is done. Also, I believe that a boy of that age doesn't have need of a pacifier anymore don't you? Make sure to have them test it." Lighting another cigarette, the man walked away from the one-way mirror. "I'll leave things to you. I know you'll not disappoint me."

"It will be as you requested, Sir." The young woman looked down with some sympathy for the small heir before she turned to follow her bosses instruction.

The whimpers, sniffles, and occasional pain-filled screams echoed throughout the halls of the underground structure.

The three to five year olds thronged together with the exception of one: a little boy with gold-brown eyes who sucked absentmindedly on a blue pacifier. His rigid bearing and unnatural calmness made him of special interest to the men and women of the testing division.

Koenma didn't like how the mission had been going so far. Though it had only taken a few days with his surrogate family to be spotted and subsaquantily snatched by the kidnapping ring, adding to it that his blue assitant had no difficulty with getting into the outfit. The young prince thought of an appropriate phrase that Yusuke would use fit the situation as it stood now: they were in deep shit with no way to dig themselves out.

He was stuck with twenty-nine human children. He had seen the ogre only once since being kidnapped. That one time had been when he had been brought out to one of the many testing rooms. He had to hand it to the big goof, he hadn't given any sign that he recognized his boss.

The Prince was especially worried about the human adults as they started to test them, for all of the captive children had extremely high physic awareness. Whatever they were doing had the young ones coming back from the testing staring blankly at the walls for days before coming out of self-induce comas only to start crying, shaking or screaming for their parents days afterward... a few did all three.

"A simple kidnapping case. Ha!" the brown-haired, diminutive ruler thought scornfully. He quivered with anxiety at how well organized the group was. From the physic wards to the modern devices that blocked out all kinds of frequencies. Now more than ever did he wish that Yusuke, or any one of the Dark Tournament Team, was there instead of him.

He didn't know what his father had in mind, but he was certain that it had nothing to do with being brainwashed or becoming one of humans' toy psychsics.

When he had first arrived, he had tried to enlist the aid of the children. The problem with that was the oldest had been the first to under go the procedure. Even still, the prospect of having to use these children on any type of an escape was not a good idea. He was here to save them, not the other way around.

He just had to come up with a way to get in contact with the blue ogre. From there Koenma was sure that a plan of escape would then be more likely to happen.

Just as these thoughts came to the dimiutive ruler scientist came into the room. Their eager faces were a grostes in the joy that they dirived from the harm that they consinessly done to their fellow human beings especially to the young of their kind. It made Koenma's stomach turn.

A slender man with a clipboard pointed a spindly finger out "That's the next one."

The browned eyed prince looked syrupticouly around then realized that the man was pointing at him. With this knowledge he tried to fight off the female demons that had come forward to take him.

There had been many times when Koenma had been afraid but never was it for himself. This was a new exprience and one that he would have willing given up.

The white lab coated man smiled in amusemnt. "He'll be an interesting one. Such a fuss over a simple examination."

The remaining children whimpered and cried as the two demons carried out the struggling youngster. As they left the door closed with a ominus loud bang.