Death Magic | By : cueball2 Category: InuYasha > General Views: 532 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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(Rated: R)
Part 1
Kouga sat on the brow of the
hill overlooking the rest of the cove. The wind swept through his
midnight hair, as he glanced at the full moon in the sky above.
Withdrawing his sword from its sheath, he held it in the air in
front of him, turning it this way and that. The blade had not
been used since the jewel shards were embedded in his legs.
Crimson droplets began to drip to the grass below, as his
calloused thumb run along the edge.
It was like yesterday. His
mind was flooded with images of the past, with the metal
companion. A fight had broken out on the edge of his father's
territory and he was playing in the forest with a few wolves,
when the smell of blood was in the air, and in a moments time he
was cornered in a thicket by a cat demon.
The cat demon approached
closer and closer. The next moment was like slow motion: Kouga's
attacker lunged forward to slay him with a knife, and his body
flexed and crouched to dodge the instrument of his demise and
withdrew the sword his father had given him and slew the cat
demon in one stroke. He watched as the headless body fell to the
ground and jerked and flopped, blood spraying out of the neck,
without the head to control it before it finally stopped and the
head, leaving a bloddy trail, rolled over the edge of the nearby
cliff, falling into the sand below.
It was this same spot. The
same sword he now held in his hands. He had made a lot of
memories with it, good and bad. However once in a while he would
dream of that evening when he truly felt fear of dying.
Wiping his thumb on his fur
and sheathing the blade, Kouga stepped closer to the edge, parted
his fur garment and relived himself over the edge, regardless of
whatever could be below. "Ahhhhhhh. Much better." he
sighed, put himself away and righted his garments.
Another hour passed and it was
time to get some sleep. Dashing through the thick forest, Kouga
made his way to the Wolf Den and curled up in his bed of rabbit
furs, after he cooled down from the run home.
The summer sun began to rise
over the the mountains that shadowed his den. Yawning and
stretching he slowly roused to full consciousness. Getting up he
exited the cave den and bathed in the river below before catching
his morning meal. Having been sufficiently filled, he laid on his
back in the sun to get a full-body tan. A while later he turned
over to do the other side. When finished, he got dressed,
covering his naked body.
After another long day with
the pack, Kouga, headed uphill towards the same hill he sat upon
some nights before. He felt compelled to visit this place often,
to ponder his past and scrutinize the surface of his seldom-used
sword: every nick and mark bore a testament to the creatures he
slew, few though they were. Five centimeters from the hand guard,
there were a series of indentations from the teeth of a small rat
demon that he had fought, shortly before he found the jewel
shards. It was such an aggressive little thing. He made a quick
meal of the rat, before he headed home.
Kouga stood and held his sword
in front of him before slicing the air with movements he had not
used for years. Sweat began to collect on his skin as each toned
muscle flexed and contracted under the commands to his body.
It is amazing how quickly
things come back after so many years of disuse. With each stroke,
the flow of movement becomes easier renewed with practice. The
cool breeze makes my skin and fur tingle as it blows around my
body. I grip my sword more firmly as I transition into the more challenging movements I have learned over the years. This
sword I hold is in need of repair since, I have neglected it for
so long. No more shall that path I follow. Tomorrow I will take
it to Totosai to have it repaired.
I watched the sword maker
hammer at the red-hot blade of my sword.
"Kouga, you really did a poor job of caring
for your father's sword! You should be more careful!"
"..."
"It is not as badly damaged as InYasha's
sword though."
"That Mutt is hard on everything."
"Your sword will be ready by tomorrow
morning."
"I will be back to pick it up at dawn."
I could hardly sleep from the
intense excitement that permeated my being, yet a not-so-long
while later I fell into and exhausted sleep.
Bright. Annoying. Light. It
drove away the sleep that clouded my senses. I wondered why there
was sunlight on my face. I soon remembered I was not in the den.
I was sleeping in Totosei's home. There were no curtains covering
the east window.
After a quick meal, my sword
was presented to me. I was shiny and all the nicks and marks were
removed. The blade edge was sharp and cut through the hard bamboo
like a hot knife through butter. But what was more interesting
was that the bamboo whithered way in moments.
"Oh no! I put the wrong mix in your sword
and it cant' be undone. Kouga you now possess the Death Magic
sword. It will kill any opponent you strike down with it. You must
be very careful with it."
"I'll do my best."
"And don't get cut with it either."
"Thanks for fixing my sword." I said
with chuckle.
Back at the den all the wolves
admired Kouga's sword. All the members of the clan joked and
laughed over a feast spread before them, from the spoils of
territory they had reacquired from the Rat demons.
Little did they know that,
among them was an enemy in wolf's clothing.
To be continued...
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