Disclaimer: See first posting if you are interested. T_T

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Casper High...

Ms. Sanchez stood outside the main entrance of Casper High School, looking for her victim. She glanced at her cellphone for the time.

"Where is she?" the Latina whined aloud. "She must be dim-witted."

She stopped her insults as she heard the main entrance door open.

Slowly she turned around to see Yolanda standing in front of the door, her chestnut brown eyes downcast. She looked at her tormentor with immeasurable misery and loathing of her own life.

"Yolanda?" Paulina asked with uncertainty. Without a word, the dirty blond turned away from Queen Bee and ran into the darkened school. The brunette's look of concern was quickly replaced with annoyance as she followed her target into the darkness.

"Yolanda? Where are you?" the brunette shouted impatiently.

The sound of small footsteps coming from her left caught her attention. She ran towards the main stairwell, just in time to see the retreating shadow of a short teenage girl racing up the stairs. Of course, she raced up those same stairs and followed the footsteps down the second floor hallway.

A light illuminated into the darkened hallway from one of the classrooms: her English class. Suspecting the girl went in there, Paulina opened the door to see a class in session.

"What? What's everyone doing here?" she squeaked in surprise as the sound of chalk to blackboard filled the room. Her blue eyes narrowed since she didn't like to be ignored (despite the fact that there was a lesson in progress).

"Hey!" she shouted. The sound of a book slamming onto the desk was far from her worries. She gasped in horror as the teacher she assumed to be Mr. Lancer and her classmates looked at her with faces that were like skin over a flat surface!

Terrified, the popular girl ran out of the room and shut the door after herself. She panted, trying to calm herself down. "What was that?" she breathed to herself.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the strands of dirty blond hair trailing their owner somberly down the hallway.

"Yolanda!" she shouted after her as she continued to chase her. "You're doing this, aren't you?"

But it seemed no matter how much she ran after her, the small girl managed to be even farther to the point that Paulina lost her once again.

"What is going on here?" she gasped. Pausing, she heard footsteps once again, heading towards the exit. She smirked.

"Hiding isn't going to help," as she opened the door to reveal...

The sun?

She looked around as she saw Casper High's soccer and track teams practicing outside. Behind her, two girls conversed casually as they walked passed her.

Puzzled, Paulina thought to herself, "Maybe I was half-asleep?"

She saw the soccer ball roll to the bottom of the stairs on which she stood. A player called to her, "Can you get that for us?"

"I guess so," she said as she approached the ball. She picked it up as she looked away for a split second. When she went to look at it again, it was a human skull!

She screamed as she threw the skull away from her being. The soccer team, however, wasn't pleased nor amused at her actions.

The captain of the soccer team said in disgust, "Pathetic. What's your problem?"

Another player followed her, "She needs to be punished."

Before the whole soccer team made a move to harm her, Paulina ran back into the school, shutting the door behind her. She leaned against it to gather herself but failing to do so.

"What is going on here!" she shrieked in despair. Again footsteps could be heard in the distance. "Yolanda, is that you?" Her voice was cracking.

Instead of Yolanda, it was Mr. Lancer.

"Lancer!" she exclaimed in relief as she ran towards the teacher. "Something weird is going on around here."

"Yeah," he agreed. "I've seen it too. Follow me."

With Paulina behind Lancer, the two walked in silence down the hallway. After a while, the Latina broke the silence.

"Uh Lancer? Where exactly are we going?" she asked, voice shaking a bit.

"Don't worry. Your friends are waiting for you."

He lifted his pointer finger towards the front of him. Looking pass the teacher, she saw and gasped.

There, in the wall, were her subordinates—being pulled into the wall!

"Paulina, help me! Please!" one of them pleaded as the other was completely devoured by the wall.

She screamed once again as she raced away from 'Lancer' as a smirk played on his facial features. Placing a red beret on his head as he became more youthful and darker, to almost of that of an African-American teenage boy.

Paulina continued to run down the hall and turned down a corridor. Unlike the other hallways, this was lit with what seemed to be natural light.

"Yolanda?" she breathed. She remained still as she quickly realized this was a flashback.

And there the dirty blond was, placing the charity money in her locker. A content smile was on her face as she got her necessary books and closed it. Putting a school-issued lock on her locker, she hummed and walked away, feeling certain that all her things and valuables were safe with that lock.

Nevertheless, Fate was cruel to Yolanda Withers. As soon as the honors student was out of sight, a Paulina emerged from the shadows with an universal key to all the school-issued locks.

She had told Lancer that she couldn't get into her own locker, thus he gave her the key for he was too busy to do it himself.

Of course that was a lie.

Walking up to the younger girl's locker, she slipped the key into the keyhole on the back of the lock that Yolanda had put so much faith in. With a satisfying click, she unlatched the locker and opened the door.

She snatched the charity money that was in her backpack. Carefully, she placed everything back the way was before she had tampered with it. She closed the locker and put the dishonorable lock back in its place.

Paulina watched as her past self raced down the hallway with a malicious grin on her face.

Then the flashback was over as her surroundings were tinted in a crimson red.

"It was you," a sorrowful voice whispered to her left. She turned and there was present-day Yolanda, eyes doleful as ever. "You stole it from me."

The Latina protested, "That's a lie. Besides, you can't prove anything. Nobody saw it."

A feminine voice from above interrupted her, "Actually, I saw it."

Almost hesitantly, Paulina looked up at the ceiling to see a huge teal eye looking down at her!

Once again, the brunette screeched as she fell to her knees. She held her head, sobbing. A different feminine voice interrupted her tears.

"How was it? Feeling a little honest now?" she asked. Paulina looked up to expect Yolanda but saw a smirking lavender-eyed teenage girl donned in a long, black Gothic-theme kimono.

"Wh-who a-re you?" the Latina stuttered. She looked around two her right to see two also smirking African-Americans.

The what seemed to be college aged girl wore a brown hood jacket over her yellow, spaghetti-strapped top. With that was an orange mini-skirt, yellow ankle socks, and white sneakers.

The spectacled teenage boy had a soft red beret over his curly hair. A gray trench coat adorned his shoulders, with a yellow sweater, green trousers, and brown combat boots.

Looking at them, it hit her. "All of you are Yolanda's friends, right?" she accused at the three. "Such terrible things you've done!"

Part of the raven-haired girl's bone structure of her face briefly showed before she countered, "How could you even say that? You have done worse to others."

"You still won't confess your sins?" the teal-eyed girl questioned, glancing at Paulina.

The beret-donned boy warned. "That will not be to your benefit."

At this, the brunette stood up defiantly. "Stop fooling around! I was just playing pranks." She crossed her arms as she continued. "Playing around is just playing around. I didn't do anything wrong."

After a brief pause, the African-American girl sighed, saying, "That's what she said, Master," as she gestured to behind the popular girl.

The cornered girl turned around to see Danny directly behind her in his black hakama, his crimson eyes boring into the trembling girl's soul. Other than that, his facial expression remained blank and voice stoic.

"O pitiful shadow tied in darkness, looking down upon people, and hurting them... A soul drowned in sinful Karma...

"Perhaps... It is time to die..."

And with one swift movement of his outstretching arm, the blue light of swirling stars clouded her vision till Paulina Sanchez knew no more.

Somewhere...

Sky blue eyes opened to the sound of water swishing underneath her. It didn't take her long to realize that she was lying on a boat's floor.

She sat up to see small lights to her sides and fog settled thick around her. Shadows of what seemed to be mountains surrounded her. Four violet slits of light lazily illuminated the darkness.

"This place..." she whispered to herself.

She looked up to see the stoic teenage boy directing the boat with the squeaking of the ore. Like before, his crimson eyes displayed no emotion nor did his facial features. It almost seemed he was in a trance of some sort.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was the source of her dilemma, Paulina would admit he was rather cute.

"Hey, where is this?" the brunette demanded. "Where are you taking—?" But she wasn't allowed to finished her sentence as a crack reached her ears.

She looked down to see that the wood of the boat bounded her in place, unable to move.

Finally, Jigoku Shounen stoically spoke.

"This revenge will ferry you to Hell."

Only Paulina's bloodcurdling scream echoed through the landscape as the boat passed through Hell's Gate.

A Week Later, at Casper High...

"Yolanda?" someone called to her left as the dirty blond stared out the open window. "Lancer wants to talk to all class representatives concerning the preparations for the upcoming book drive."

With a smile, she turned towards the auburn-haired upperclassman. "Okay, thanks Jazz." Then she paused as Jazz looked at her with confusion. "What?"

The junior quickly put a smile on her face. "You're a whole lot better now. Before, you were sad all the time. Want to talk about it?"

"Thanks but no. I'm fine," she paused as she began walking away. "See you at the meeting."

Jazz shook her head as the chestnut-eyed girl continued down the hallway.

Yolanda went to the bathroom first, empty. She glanced at her reflection.

Pulling at her shirt collar she looked down with sad eyes as she saw Jigoku Shounen's symbol of her convent on her chest.

When you die, your soul will also fall into Hell...

"Then I better enjoy life to its fullest, huh?" she asked her reflection as she replaced her frown with a smile.

The scene fades to see a candle with "Yolanda Withers" painted on its surface. The wick is lit as it is placed with others.

(Cue Ending Theme "Karinui")

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A/N: Argh! This last part took so long to write! And having homework like crazy doesn't help matters! Even though I edit it, I'm still not completely satisfied.

I know this part didn't go like the actual episode but I decided to be a bit different.

Can you guess which DP character represented which assistant (excluding Danny)? Cookies to you if you guess right. (I kind of gave it away though. ^_^;;)

Again, sorry for those who thought it would be longer but I do have other story ideas in store. I might come back to it at another time when the plot bunnies stop attacking.

Thanks for reading Jigoku Shounen and please review!