Hiei Part 1
You stopped as the temple came into sight, you tried to slow your heartbeat, *No, don't get so worked up over nothing. Besides you've got to demons beyond hot that will protect you, they need you!* you assured yourself, only it didn't do much to help.
"Open the door," Hiei demanded once you guys reached it. "I don't know how," you answered, looking off into the distance. "Open the Damn Door!" Hiei spat with impatience, drawing his sword. "Now Hiei, put the sword away, treating her may not make her work any faster," Kurama told his friend. "Hn," Hiei put his kantana back into it's sheath. Maybe you didn't want to test the patience of this short one. With a deep sigh you looked at the writing on the door. Last time it was much easier to read the Triton writing on the door, only because you were more fluent with it. But now, you haven't seen the words in two years, how were you going to do this? You placed your hand on the door, where the indications of a hand was already in it, and then began to read. "Myia watista koorm donear hiwith quim. Rint ficks virm domin porok, bierte," you read. *Release this final door, and let one who walks on two enter. To find your glory and put a stop, to all that's began for the last battle* Strange, the words had changed since you last remember. Shaking your head you pulled your hand away and the door pulled up, the old gears turned and it gave you access to the inside. "Oh my Gods," you whispered to yourself, you didn't want to be here, couldn't believe that you were here. Not Again!
"Open the door," Hiei demanded once you guys reached it. "I don't know how," you answered, looking off into the distance. "Open the Damn Door!" Hiei spat with impatience, drawing his sword. "Now Hiei, put the sword away, treating her may not make her work any faster," Kurama told his friend. "Hn," Hiei put his kantana back into it's sheath. Maybe you didn't want to test the patience of this short one. With a deep sigh you looked at the writing on the door. Last time it was much easier to read the Triton writing on the door, only because you were more fluent with it. But now, you haven't seen the words in two years, how were you going to do this? You placed your hand on the door, where the indications of a hand was already in it, and then began to read. "Myia watista koorm donear hiwith quim. Rint ficks virm domin porok, bierte," you read. *Release this final door, and let one who walks on two enter. To find your glory and put a stop, to all that's began for the last battle* Strange, the words had changed since you last remember. Shaking your head you pulled your hand away and the door pulled up, the old gears turned and it gave you access to the inside. "Oh my Gods," you whispered to yourself, you didn't want to be here, couldn't believe that you were here. Not Again!