Soul Traped

Bolts fire towards Yoki,

He easily brushed them off with deflections,

Striking forwards with his sword,

Flame burst to where he aimed,

A screech screamed in pain.

Yoki laughed softly to himself,

The Soul now in view,

Dancing on the floor,

trying to put out the raging fire,

Eating at his clothes.

Yoki walking over to me he looked down,

Folded to his knees, 

asking "Can I Kame?"

I nodded yes,

His hand felt for something in my pocket.

Finally finding it, he pulled it out to see,

The Soul Trap, round and purple,

He gave me a warm smile and a nod,

I returned the gesture,

Then he stood and looked over to the Soul.

Now standing, they were level,

The Soul had causal clothing on,

Ghostly white skin and purple eyes,

Light brown hair, tied at the back

Into a pony tail that spiked stylishly.

He looked transparent,

Like they all are,

Purple eyes meant that they were tainted,

It was the only way to knowledge the tainted from bad,

Tainted doesn't mean bad, just confused.

"It's over Soul" Yoki spoke loud,

Holding the Soul Trap up at arms length away,

Smiling gently and speaking calm,

Yoki spoke "Be at peace"

The Soul Trap glowed bright.

The Soul faded away,

being adsorbed by the Trap,

For a second he smiled,

Not happy, but evil,

An echo of a scream drowned.

Yoki threw the Trap to me,

Allowing it to roll a little till it reached my face,

Then rushed off to pull Yuki to her feet,

Mumbling questions,

Seeing if she was al-right.

I struggled against my muscles strain,

To my knees, I snatched up the Soul Trap,

Stretching to my feet and dusting myself down,

I extend my magic, out to my swords,

They dance over to me in a hurry.

I sheathed them and placed the Soul Trap in its home,

Walking over to Yoki and Yuki,

Still mumbling their conversation,

I gave Yuki a meaningful look,

She bowed her head.

"We got to unload our Soul Trap"

Yoki looked at her surprised,

"Already?" He asked,

"Yes"

I then said.