Broken | By : ShadowofLight Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > Kouga/InuYasha Views: 27645 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story. |
“Broken”
By: Beloved Shadow
There are some who say when the wheels of fate have begun turning; there was no power known that can stop them. There have been those foolish enough to try but they have been punished by meeting an early demise. Then there are those who do nothing but wait for it to come. And yet, there are those that continued to try and stop them but not for their own selfish reason. No, these people do everything in their power to defy not only the fates but destiny as well, all in the name of love.
The wheels had begun to spin for two unfortunate half-breeds, belonging to not one of their two races but continued striving for a better life. They were unaware of the imminent danger lurking just outside their prison or the fact that their loved ones were doing all in their power to come rescue them. In several cycles of the sun, night would fall and their fate will have been decided.
--
Kouga grunted in pain as he hit the ground, the sharp little pebbles digging into his skin yet he ignored it as he scrambled to his feet. He looked up just in time to catch the monk but the force of the impact caused them both to go sliding back until his back connected then snapped a great old tree in half.
“Damnit!!” Kagome cursed, firing another arrow but her aim was off as a blood-stained hand erupted from the ground beneath her feet, lifting her into the air so she was now hanging from her captured leg.
“Kagome!!” the young kit yelled, turning to the demon and summoned as much power as his small body had. “Fox Fire!!” The small greenish flames did little damage but it was enough of a distracted as the strange miko removed a small knife from her belt and stabbed at the hand repeatedly.
“Bitch!!” the demon snarled and squeezed tighter, smirking as she cried out in pain, hoping to hear the sound of her leg snapping in half but he grunted in pain as a very large boomerang soared through the air, severing his limb.
Kirara roared as she caught the young girl, flying out of reach as the demon slayer caught her hiraikotsu easily. “We aren’t gonna give up!” she yelled at and raised it just in time as the demon aimed to strike at her. It protected her from any critical injuries but the force nearly knocked her off her feet.
Miroku slowly stood, grunting at his bruises but helped the wolf prince up. “Thanks for saving me.”
“Didn’t have much of a choice,” Kouga grunted but took the offered hand. “How the hell can we beat him?”
“I don’t know. Every move we’ve tried has either been too weak or useless. Even my Wind Tunnel can’t take him down.”
The fire neko landed and Kagome slid off, ignoring the swelling bruises she knew were forming on her leg. “We’ve been fighting him since late morning and all we’ve done is make him angry,” she hissed.
Sango joined them also and they watched as his arm twitched before dragging itself to the demon where he picked it up and put it back to his stump. They watched as it came together until it was whole, not even the slightly line of having been cut off earlier. “He has some sort of healing abilities, but how is that possible?”
“I don’t know but this is getting us no where! And it’ll be dark soon and we still have to find Inuyasha, his baby and Heikou!” Shippo pointed out.
Kagome frowned, looking the demon over but also looked up in the sky. Checking her watch she cursed, looking at her friend. “Kouga, you still have the shards in your legs, right?”
“Yeah, but even my speed is no match for him.”
“Go and rescue your family.”
“What?!”
“Look, we still have no idea where Naraku (I almost put Naruto! -.-; ) is but in less than an hour the sun will set and Inuyasha will be at his weakest. He’s a half-demon, remember?”
“Half-demon? I don’t get it; he and Heikou are strong especially for hanyous.”
“That’s not what she means,” Miroku quickly pointed out as everyone was forced to fight once more just to stay alive. “Every month on the night of the new moon Inuyasha loses his demonic powers. He turns into a human which makes him unable to use tetsusaiga’s true power.”
His eyes widen as he thought about it and looked down as his son was thrusted into his arms. “They’re all in danger,” he whispered.
The monk nodded. “Take your son and go find them. We’ll keep this demon busy and away from you.”
“But you said even your curse won’t work.”
“We’ll figure something out and right now you’re the fastest person among us. Now go! Quickly!” The wolf prince stood there, unsure but swearing the monk to protect the ladies and kids, he left, holding his son Souta tightly. The sound of fighting quickly faded away as he put more and more distance between them. He didn’t want to leave his friends but he had a family to save.
‘Don’t you dare die on me,’ he thought fiercely, holding Souta even tighter.
--
Night fell all too soon on the mansion, the moonlight casting an eerie glow on the miasma surrounding every inch of the land. Naraku smirked as he realized that tonight would be the night. No more would he have to sacrifice his own flesh to produce more off-spring, and in fact he had found the perfect way to ensure he would live forever with eternal youth. Now, it was all a matter of careful planning and he would be closer to obtaining his true goal. He glanced over at two dolls he had created, letting the miasma soak into their earth-based bodies then gave them their orders.
“Soon...” he whispered to himself.
In the prisoners’ room Inuyasha sat facing the door, eyes alert and gripping a battle-worn sword in his hands. How he cursed the turning of the new moon, wishing nothing more for sunrise so they could break out of this place. Strange though as it was, Heikou had mentioned that she could no longer feel the strange barrier over the land but when the two tried leaving the room undead soldiers appeared. As much as they wanted to risk it they couldn’t, not with Yuki unprotected. So now they were waiting.
The young woman hummed as she rocked the baby boy, gliding a fingertip across a soft cheek. He stirred and his little hands sought the hem of her robe but she smiled and gently removed his grip. “I’m afraid I can’t feed you, little one,” she whispered with sadness lacing her voice.
“Hmm?” Inuyasha risked a looked and smiled. “Was wondering if he was gonna wake up tonight,” he said quietly. Getting up he walked up to the door and using what human strength he had, drove the weapon where the door meet the floor. Walking past them he planted the sheath at the foot of the window. “There, that should hold for a while.”
“What did you just do?” she asked, listening as he sat before her and gently took his son from her arms. “I feel--safer.”
“Remember what I said about the swords my old man made?” She nodded. “My sword has a kind of barrier that rejects full demos from using it but even if a human has it it won’t change into its true form. In their hands it’s just a rusty blade. I can use it and summon its true form but I can only use its power to protect people. I never tried it, but I don’t think it would let me kill humans even if I wanted.”
“I see... your brother carries the sword that can bring people who have died back to life. Why doesn’t he use it?”
“The Tenseiga? Unlike mine he can’t use his in a fight at all. What good is a sword that you can’t kill with. I haven’t seen it in action but he doesn’t toss it away. I guess, he wanted to keep a momento of our father.”
“Oh.” Her blind sight seem to gaze as the floor as she played with the hem of the yukata the western lord had given her. Shivering she held the robe tighter around herself, lifting her head. “Something feels very strange.”
“Huh? Whadda ya mean?”
“I can’t explain it but I have the strangest sensation that something terrible is--will happen. Tonight.”
“... Heikou.”
“Hmm?” She was startled when she felt a hand grasp her arm and was pulled into his side. She blinked when his arm wrapped around her shoudlers, holding her tightly. “Inuyasha?”
“Don’t worry. We’re gonna get outta here. I’m gonna protect the two of you no matter what, so don’t even think about giving up.” He smiled down at her even though he knew she couldn’t see it. “You’re like a little sister to me. And Lotus-san... she’s more like a big sister. You guys are my family.”
She smiled, leaning into him and closing her eyes. “And Kouga?”
“... Him too.”
Outside the room the two figures stopped, one reaching out to touch the door but was taken back by a force that repelled him. They said nothing but slowly an almost thread-like tentacle slipped under the doorway and crept up towards the sword, wrapping around the blade and handle. Tugging quietly the blade dropped to the ground and the barrier on the door was gone. In the center of the room the three of them were sleeping quietly, huddled together. Silently the door opened and the figures stepped inside.
The feeling that something was wrong became stronger, drawing Heikou from her sleep. She could hear Inuyasha’s deep breathing and gently touching Yuki found him to be deep in sleep as well so why did she wake up? A floorboard creaked and she whirled to face the noise, staring intently ahead.
“Who’s there?” she called out, wishing for the ability to see with her blessed powers but she sensed nothing. As she moved to wake her friend she heard the figure move closer, the feel of silk gliding over her she hesitantly stood and reached out. Both hands gently touched the stranger’s face, moving over the features then touch, encountered something incredible soft and warm, glorious smooth silk, cold steel with sharp spikes over a section of it. Her eyes widen as her hands shook, cupping the man’s face once more. “Sesshomaru?” she asked in a shaking voice. Was it really him? Did he come to save them?
He said nothing but gently pulled her into his arms, holding her almost crushingly to his chest. His golden eyes were emotionless, arms holding her tightly. He watched as the wolf prince, Kouga, knelt and silently take the baby from the young man’s arms. The baby stirred but continued sleeping but that little action made Inuyasha reflexively clutch as the supposed bundle tighter only to realize it was gone. Slowly he cracked his eyes open, and what he saw made him think this was a dream.
“Kouga... Is that, really you?” he asked softly, wondering if perhaps he was dreaming as well.
Heikou was smiling, clinging to the lord tightly but as she turned to tell her friend they were safe she realized something. She reached out, slowly moving her hands along the lord’s shoulders, going down his arms then back up. Wait, two arms? He was only suppose to have one! Her eyes widen and she was prepared to warn her friend but she never had the chance as his left hand quickly grabbed her by the throat, a few of the sharp claws scratching her skin hard enough to draw blood.
Inuyasha looked up in time and his eyes widen. “Bastard!” he yelled, turning and punching the imposter but he blinked when a hand grabbed his wrist before he could pull it back. “Let go!!”
Kouga looked at him as his cheek began cracking, a large portion falling to the ground but he didn’t appear hurt. Still keeping a tight grip he twisted the captured limb up behind his back, forcing him to his feet while he continued to hold the baby in his other arm. Without any warning they pushed their captives out of the room and down the hall.
Both were treated none to gently as they were forced down the hall, stopping at a empty room but a trapdoor was pulled open and even with their humans senses the two could smell something that seemed to be rotting or dead, the lingering scent of the toxic miasma lodging itself into the back of their throats. Pushed down the stairs they found themselves in what looked like a cellar with cool, hard packed earth under their feet, stone walls on all sides, and a few meager torches shedding any light in the area. Both were forced to their feet.
Inuyasha growled once his arm was released, glaring at the imposter angrily but he didn’t risk attacking him or he might end up hurting Yuki. “Bastard,” he snarled.
“I-Inu -cough- yasha -cough cough-,” came the weaken voice of Heikou at his side, bent over as she coughed hard. It hurt to breathe much less talk but she had to tell him. “T-They’re not -cough- real!”
“What are you talking about? They’re moving and breathing, of course they’re real!”
“No I mean,” she coughed once more before slowly pushing herself up; “they aren’t real beings. I think they might be Hitogatas.”
“They’re what?”
“Hitogatas are clay dolls that has magic breathed into them to make them act like a real being, they can be shaped into a person’s exact likeness. They don’t have to eat or drink, and they never age. But my father knew of only one man who could do this and he was a very powerful priest. These things... just don’t feel right.”
An oh-so-familiar laughter filled the small room, causing the two unfortunate youths to shudder. From the far side of the room a pair of gleaming, crimson colored eyes gazed upon them, lips tiwsted into a cruel smirk. “Clever, girl. Even as a human you are much more clever than that bitch and certain far more beautiful.” Chuckling he lfited himself within the light of the torches, his smirk growing when they caught a glimspe of his appearnce.
“Naraku? Is, that really you?” Inuyasha asked weakly, unable to believe his eyes.
“Inuyasha please, what do you see?” Heikou asked, the tpxic mist making it hard for her to do anything but rely on her own senses.
“You wouldn’t believe me if you saw it yourself… he’s, nothing but a head!”
“What?”
Sure enough, that was the only way he could tell it was his most evil of enemies. The face that he had burned into his mind was living proof that this was the same bastard who had done everything in his power to make everyone he met suffer. But all around him resembled something from a deranged nightmare. Different body parts from who knew how many demons littered the small cellar, worm-like tentacles withering in the air, resembling a chimera that should never had seen the light of day.
“Gah I think I’m gonna be sick,” he whispered.
“He absorbed other demons to make a new body… but how did you make the hitogatas? Only a priest is able to breathe life into them!” Heikou demanded, slowly getting to her feet as her hands clutched at her brother’s fire-rat clothing.
“Let’s just say I convinced her to teach me all she knew about these dolls of hers. These hitogatas I have been experimenting for many months, twisting their forms and seeing what I could do. These that stand be you are my more recent and successful experiments. Mystical clay buried deep under the once sacred Mount Hakurei, mixed with soil fresh from a previous battle’s spoils, and even that of your beloveds. They are even on equal standing than the originals but to make them work I had to give up a part of myself to make them live.”
“That’s inhumane, you have no right to play with lives like they’re your toys!” she yelled at him. Something long and hard struck her from the darkness, knocking her into the wall. Dazed it slowly wrapped around her body, holding her arms out above her so she was suspended in the air.
“I would watch what you say, little girl. I can be very cruel--or very gentle,” he tautend to her, admiring the swelling bruise already forming along her soft cheek.
“Let her go!!” Inuyasha roared, reaching for his sword hwen he realized he had left it in the room. He looked down when he felt something wrap his legs before having them pulled out from under him, hitting the ground and having all the air forcfully pushed out of his lungs. Before he knew it his arms were tied to his sides as he was lifted into the air as well. He tuned to look when he heard his son begin crying. “Yuki!!”
“Hmm I still find it strange that a hanyou was able to give birth,” the chimera remakred, reaching forward to take the baby from the hitogata version of Kouga, hoolking down at the crying, pale features of the young child. “Such a weak and pathetic runt, he will not serve any purpose of mine.
Fear gripped the hanyous heart as he watched the tentacles slowly begin to wrap around the younger of the twins, his cries muffled as they covered his teary face. “Don’t kill him, please!!” he called out, struggling against his binds.
“Why should I bother listening to you?” he asked, letting the tentacles continue to tighten around the squirming bundle.
“I-I… I give up then,” he said so softly it was hard to hear him.
“Inuyasha-kun… Naraku, let them go, please and you can have every bit of powers I have, including my soul! I swear I won’t fight you,” Heikou pleaded with him.
He paused, seeming to be thinking it over but chuckled darkly. “Tempting but I would prefer both of you or you’ll get to see just how much blood this little one has.”
“Whatever you want just don’t kill my baby!!!” Scaling hot tears flowed from his eyes like two tiny rivers, dripping down his neck and onto the soiled earth. “Please… I’m begging you...”
“Well well, I don’t think I have ever witnessed the powerful hanyou Inuyasha, to be crying such a weak and pitiful human but that’s what you are, a weak and pathetic human being.” Slowly the tentacles removed from Yuki and he handed the baby to Kouga once more. “Both of you, take the baby outside and destroy it.”
“What?!”
“You promised!!”
“I promsied nothing. And I am not going to kill your precious baby.” Kouga walked up to his creator, taking the screaming baby into his arms then tuned and left with Sesshomaru following close behind. They both ignored the pleas from the two helpless captives, the sound of fabric ripping apart as they let the trapdoor close, and walked away.
Moving as silent as ghosts they walked into the courtyard, ignoring the squirming child in their arms. Kouga slowly knealt and placed the baby on the ground then moved back. Sesshomaru reached into his belt and pulled out a slender katana blade, lifting it high above his head and brought it down upon the infant. What could be called a miracle was a sword had caught his, keeping the blade from harming the baby.
Tetsusaiga was pulsating, almost as if some mysterious force was weilding the blade but what was truly miraclous was the fact that the blade had transformd into its true form of a gleaming fang. Sesshomaru had no expression on his face but he was forcsed back and was forcsed to go on the defense when the blade tried to skew him. Kouga didn’t care and raised his hand, holding the squirming baby down with one hand the other reached down to claw him into little pieces something struck him in the chest, pushing him back away from the baby. The sheath of the guardian fang was also pulsating, hovering around the screaming form of Yuki. No matter what Kouga did it blocked and countered every attack he did. Yuki was so confused and scared, he knew something bad was going on but what could he do except crying for his family. Hidden by his snow white bangs a kanji was softly glowing.
Kushimi.
--
Sango panted as she took the brief moment to wipe as the blood from the corner of her mouth. Just when they thought they had the demon finished she ahd the misfortune of being attacked by her own little brother. Her heart seemed to tear itself in half as she was forcsed to do battle but she couldn’t. This was her only family left.
Kohaku stared emotionlessly at the young woman, her pleas having fallen on deaf ears as he once more swung his kusarigama oly to have the blade be defelcted once more but he didn’t care. His orders were to kill everyone, especially this girl.
“Sango!!” Miroku shouted, rushing to try and help his lady love but it proved to be pointless as he was grabbed by the back of his robes and thrown hard. What aved him from breaking his back in half or smashing his skull open was the speed and strength of Kirara. Throwing him onto her back she flew higher up out of the demo’s reach.
Kagome was trembling with exhaustion, her muscles hsuddering paifully, sweat running into her ounds but at least the bleing finally stopped. Even her bruises had bruises but the battle had just gotten worse. Kaana was here and everything she tried just backfired bck into her. She was still lucky her arrow didn’t pierce her chest but it was getting increasing difficult!
‘Think damnit! There has to be something I can do!’ she thought to herself angrily. ‘Every attack we throw at her she throws it right back. All because of that stupid-’ she blinekd when she realized what she had to do. “Shippo! I need your help!” she called out.
Doging various attacks the young kit raced towards his adoptive mother, standing guard over her tired and battered form. “I have you have a plan,” he asked, his tiny body pushing beyound his limits. His eyes never left the pale demon girl before them as Kagome quickly whispered into his ear. “Do you think it’ll work?”
“It has to. Just remember what I said.”
“Got it!” Glaring at the girl before he he uickly reached into his pocket and pulled out a wooden top. “Smashing Top!!” he shouted, using his magic to make it huge. Pulling the string it bean o spin amdly, heading at a curve to the girl but as she held up her mirror it began glowing but instead of being sucked it transformed into a large dragon.
“...” Saying nothing she held up her mirror but gapsed mutely (can you seriously do that?) as the long and scaley tail cut through the air, catching her in the side and knocking the silver mirror from her hands. She hit the ground, barely uttering a sound but Shippo was on the move.
Kohaku turned and jumped back just in time to avoid the boomerang. He made to run and help the pale white demon but when he threw the chained end of his weapon it got tangled up and was throw out of his hands. He looked at the weapon blankly as she pulled a katana free from her belt.
“I know you’re still in there Kohaku... and I swear I will get you back...” A sad tear coursed down her cheek, mignling with the dirt and blood but she didn’t wipe it away. “You’ll always be my little brother.” Wordlessly he pulled his own sword free and the two charged at one aother.
The demon growled, turning from te tasty looking monk and ran towards the tiny snack, reaching out he smirekd as he held his tiny body in his hand, slowly crushing hi as he cried out in pain but there was a puff of smoke and in his hand was a doll. Where was the brat? He wanted to see his blood spurt out and gobble him up! Meanwhile Kaana slowly got to her feet and hurried to her mirror, pulling it up before Kagome could.
“Destroy them all,” she commanded very softly. The demon grinned and ran towards an unprotected and weaken kagome but when she turend to use her mirror on the others it refused to work. Looking down she stared at a bushy tail emerging from the back. “??” A puff of smoke revealed it actually to be Shippo; hewasted no time as he let a fox fireball blow up right in her face.
“Okaa-san, do it now!!” he shouted.
Nodding Kagome revealed herself to be holding the real mirror. Glaring up at the still charging demon she raised it high over her head, hands radiating with every bit of spiritual power she possed.
“Go to hell and stay there!!!” she screamed as loud as she could and broke the silver framed mirror over her knee as hard as she could. With power filling it, much more than it could take, a large crack split across the mirror before shattering. The fragments cut at the miko’s face, the force sending Kagome back where she felt her arm get ripped from its socket upon impact with the unforgiving ground, the pain knocking her out cold. Kaana’s pupils shrank to the size of pins and as she opened her mouth to scream, she shattered just like her mirror.
Poor Shippo didn’t have the luxury of escaping in time or run far enough away before the force of the attack sent him flying off where he power-slammed into a startled Kirara, taking the both of them down to land with a heavy crash into the ground far below them.
Miroku groggily got to his feet and watched just as Kaana shattered, listening to the demon howling in pain. He could tell with his own powers as a priest that whatever powers that creature had to keep him living were now gone. “Finally!!” Running up to him he ripped the beads off his hand, ignoring everything around him, and placed his palm onto the scaley skin of the mosnter’s lower back. “WIND TUNNEL!!!!”
The demon howled even louder in pain as he was forcsfully sucked into the cursed hand, tearing at the ground to say out but it was no use. Once he was gone the monk finally placed the beads back over his wrist and collasped on the ground, panting hard and heavy. He could hear the shriek of metal striking metal but his sight was starting to fade away. The last words on his lips was the name of the lady who had stolen his heart, trying to warn her about the blades made entirely of wind heading right for her unprotected back.
--
Sesshomaru walked through the rotting frame of the front gate silently, frowning as he looked around the seemingly empty mansion. He could detect no sign of life, not a mortal or demon presence what-so-ever but his sword which he called useless seemed to almost trembling, calling out to something. He paused when he heard the sound of blades meeting together in a dance known as battle. Who could possibly be fighting if he could detect no one living? He moved in deeper and heard the wailing cry of an infant, causing him to start running right for the sound.
The hitogata that resembled Kouga jumped back from the sheath once more, holes where it had struck him and broken through his body apparent but before he charge at the baby he heard the sound of what seemed like a clay pot shattering and looked down as the clawed fist protruding from his chest before being pulled out and sending him flying backwards. The impact of hitting the ground was enough to shatter on his arms but slowly he stood up and looked at the intruder with emotionless blue eyes.
“You, are you not this child’s father?” the demon lord asked, cracking his knuckles. “Why do you not answer me?” he asked when he received no answer and caught the arm holding a katana sword in its arm he finally noticed the damages done to him. “You are not alive.”
Yuki opened his blood-shot eyes, whispering when he felt something very soft and warm wrap around him. He saw what looked like a big furry snake hold him close but before he started crying he looked up to find the snake’s head only to find a stranger standing in front of him, keeping his not-real-father from hurting him. He felt that he knew whoever this stranger was, he wouldn’t hurt him. But he looked to the side and let out a piercing scream as the other one charged right at them with his own sword.
The other hitogata rushed towards the intruder, holding the sword tightly in his hand he swung it with all the strength he possessed only to have the blade shatter the chest of the other clay doll, causing its upper body to hit the ground but slowly it struggled to get up. They both looked at the man who had jumped to the side at the last moment, holding the simpering pup in his arm.
“You are nothing more than puppets but you smell of blood and soil, or those who had died in battle. It does not matter,” he explained, letting the furwrap to wrap around the infant, holding him close and withdrew Tenseiga from its sheath. “My blade has the power to kill what is already dead.” He charged forward, faster than anyone could see and slashed at their hollow bodies, the clay shattering upon impact but whatever dull light they had behind their eyes died out and once their bodies hit the ground, they shattered into hundreds of pieces but this time, they didn’t get up. Shaking the dust from the blade then sheathed it, looking down in the soft blue eyes of his half-brother’s offspring. “You are weak but so is Inuyasha. I can see in your eyes that one day, you will surpass him.”
“Hey!!” Kouga was seething as he held Souta tightly in one arm as the other was curled to bear his claws. “Get your hands off my son or I’ll tear your arm off!!”
“... So you did come. I would have thought you would be the first to arrive,” he state quite calmly and coolly.
“I ran here as fast as I could, you ass! Now give me my son!” Storming up to him he didn’t way and took Yuki away, baring his fangs as he held his twin sons close. Souta was happy to see his brother, his tiny fists reaching out for him and Yuki was more than happy to have his father and brother with him. Beneath their bangs two kanjis glowed with a kind of strange light. The gleaming red symbol of Arami shone brightly on Souta’s tanned skin as the soft blue of Kushimi glowed softly on Yuki’s pale flesh.
Kouga looked down with shocked eyes at his sons. “What are these things?”
Sesshomaru looked over at them, his eyes widening he slowly reached out, touching the mark on Yuki’s brow but as he did he felt a sharp pang in his heart. Gasping he staggered back several paces, keeping himself from falling to his knees as his fingers clutched at his chest. Around his neck the deep blue stone turned an ugly and tainted red-black color, the chain and gold setting rusting right before their eyes. “Heikou...” He still wasn’t sure how but he knew right now that young woman was in turmoil.
Kouga could feel his heart clench as it tried to drop down deep into the pit of his very stomach. “Inuyasha... We gotta find them. Now!”
Tetsusaiga hovered in the air, slowly circling them once before silently soaring into the sky. The dark clouds that had once hid the moon from view parted, allowing the pure light to shine down. The blade seemed to glow and it slowly transformed into a fang, glowing with power. Circling the heavens it began glowing with power, shaking uncontrollably that with no warning shot down to the earth, striking the ground so deep the ground shook and rumbled before splitting apart and found its way into Naraku’s misshapen body.
He scream/roared out his pain, the power destroying the tentacles that held his prisoners, destroying part of his chimera body. With no arms he couldn’t pull it free but still he struggled, trying vainly to dislodge the item free from his body. Both Inuyasha and Heikou fell to the ground in pain, barely breathing as blood seeped from their torn entrances, bruises marring their flesh but the young man forced his heavy head to look up, watching as the demon thrashed around the small cellar and despite being raped by this--monster, he grinned.
“H-How’s it feel... bastard?” he asked him in a throat raw from yelling and cursing. He didn’t even flinch when those anger filled eyes turned towards him, swallowing the whimper as he was lifted to his knees by his matted hair.
“You die now, half-breed!”
“Get your slimy self off my mate!!” Kouga roared like a thunderstorm, kicking Naraku’s head with a shikon infused kick. He felt bones shattered but kept it up, shattering more and more bones until with a sickening and ripping sound he knocked the head free from where it hung. Naraku screamed out in pain, nearly all of the remaining tentacles were ripped from his neck as his human head fell to the floor. His cheekbones had been shattered, he could barely see out of his left eye as his right was now swollen shut, his jaw dislocated and blood pooling from his split lips but still he glared and weakly growled as the wolf prince quickly (and carefully) picked his prey up and leapt out of the ruined cellar. The sword quivered but it pulsed and shot out of him.
‘No... I refuse... to die this... way! I have... come to... to far to--lose!’ he snarled to himself. He had only one meager, worm-like appendage yet but it was enough as they searched through the pile of torn clothing. His eye gleamed insanely as it pulled out a thin chain where a large jewel hung.
Kouga grunted as he finally stopped, making sure they were away and slowly lowered the two humans down on the ground as carefully as he could but what he saw and what he smelt were slowly causing his body to into shock. Both were naked and by the looks of the fabrics scattered around the cellar they had been torn off. Marks and wounds covered every inch of their fragile human flesh, some were even still bleeding and some looked like someone had bitten them. What hurt him the most was the evident look of rape they had both endured. Swallowing thickly he reached out, running shaking fingers along the bruised cheek of his beloved.
“I-Inuyasha?” he asked softly, afraid to fell the cold chill of death instead of the warmth of life. He choked on a gasp when the young man stirred; whimpering in pain but his burnt gold-violet eyes looked up at him and smiled.
“Man...gy w-wolf...” he whispered. Kouga wasted no time in slowly pulling him up into his arms and hugging him as tight as he could, burying his face into the dirty inky strands and crying his heart out. Inuyasha said nothing but desperately wished he could embrace the man he loved.
Sesshomaru had seen many things but seeing this did something he never expected. It tore at his heart on so many levels he felt like he would die any moment. Heikou had been beaten, whipped, cut, even bitten just like Inuyasha and like him he could see and smell the rape that had been done but she was still unconscious. Silently dropping to one of his knees he reached out, feeling how chilled her skin had become he feared the worse but as he carefully pulled her up so she could lean into his chest he saw the very shallow rise and fall of her chest. She was alive but he wasn’t sure how much longer it would last. Like the wolf demon he held her tightly and together, both threw their heads back and howled as the weeping moon.
Souta and Yuki sat where they had been placed, the elder of the twin scowling angrily where he had seen his father rescued his mother and aunt, growling angrily. Beside him Yuki was whimpering, holding onto the sheath of the strange fanged sword tightly. Hearing his brother growl he looked over and watched wide-eyed as he got up on his hands and knees, pushing himself up onto his feet and then slowly, standing up! Only one thing going through his young mind and that was to destroy that monster that hurt his mother!
Tetsusaiga pulsed, slowly moving to the toddler. When his tiny fists wrapped around the handle there was a brilliant flash of light. As it died it revealed a handsome young man with inky black hair done in a braid that hung over his shoulder, thick bangs sweeping to the side of his face. His golden eyes shone with a rage to guard and protect that one was most to seeing in that of a certain hanyou. He wore a blood red yukata hanging open to reveal his strong and tanned chest, what looked like a strange black pendent with a pearl crescent moon curving upward, a pair of baggy pants covering his legs with a roped belt holding them up but instead of red they were a dark color with his feet bared. Armor guards covered the back of his hands and forearms as he held the sword tightly. Snarling he charged over at the crack, holding the sword as if it weighted nothing but he didn’t get a chance to swing it.
“DANCE OF BLADES!!” Kagura shouted as she swung her fan, sending the blades to attack. She waited in the air, watching she screamed in pain when she felt a piercing pain and found she had been cut in half. “How could this happen?!” she screamed as she hit the ground in two wet plops.
“... You’re not worth my time,” he snarled coldly but he didn’t have to wait long as the monster crawled from its hole in the ground. “Naraku!”
The only way anyone could tell it was him was the same face he had stole so long ago. Having been healed with the tainted power of the shikon shards he had stolen (and been given as a gift from the bitch Kikyo), he had grown to resemble a monster of a spider. His eyes had no focus but he looked down at the bloody pieces of his “daughter” and smirked. Kagura never had a chance to plea for his mercy as he devoured her flesh greedily, leaving nothing left but a bloodied and broken fan.
“W-What the hell is that!? And who are you!?” Kouga demanded, standing at the young man in astonishment.
“You picked a bad time to ask questions,” he said gruffly without looking at him. “And that’s Naraku on a power-high thanks to the shikon jewels he stole.”
“What!?”
“Just stay here and protect them!” Looking intently at the monster he charged forward once more, swinging the blade as he saw the two auras clash. “WIND SCAR!”
“DANCE OF THE DRAGON!” For a moment both attacks struggled against one another but while the Wind Scar managed to break through one of the swirling whirlwinds and struck the monster hard in the chest the others veered around and headed straight for his family.
“NOO!!” He would reach them in time but he didn’t have to. A flash of light engulfed Yuki and another stranger jumped before them, holding what looked like a sheath before him in both hands.
“PERFECT SHIELD!!” The sheath glowed, the power forming into a shield that surrounded them. The whirlwinds struck and he grunted but remained strong, holding out before casting them off. Once the dust settled he straightened but continued to stand before his family. “Too close,” he whispered softly.
Like the stranger this one wore a yukata only with long sleeves but his was belted close and was a glorious silver color with a wolf’s head settled over his right shoulder, looking like it was about to come to life, along his right shoulder along with a pair of hakamas (they didn’t tied around his ankles) the color of a blazing fire. Unlike the other he wore what appeared to be leather boots. His glorious silvery hair was tied into a low ponytail halfway down his back, thin strands trailing over his brow. His intense blue eyes stare intently ahead as he slowly lowered the sheath to his side.
Sesshomaru gazed as the young man, sensing such power in him he frowned. Who were these two boys and where did they come from? He growled when the pale youth looked over at them. “What do you want?” he demanded. He was taken back when he just smiled sincerely at him.
“Just to protect those I care about.”
Author’s Notes: Okay now this is over and looky I made a plot twist!-- I think. Sorry this took so long to update but well when I posted that question on aff I had come up with an idea but Silence sent a review and well I had to go and redo the entire chapter. I think this way came out better.
To answer some stuff don’t count Kagome and the others out yet for they shall return! And look I did promise someone would die I just didn’t say who. The shikon jewel that Naraku used on himself he only had a little over two-thirds of the jewel completed. I have no idea how much he had when Kouga and Inuyasha fought but I needed him to have a lot and since months passed from that point to now I suspected he collected more so I put that in.
Now, I want to re-thank everyone for all their help in this. I’ll be honest, I really don’t know when I’ll have the next chapter out but this is drawing closer to the end. Sorry about the whole not making some stuff clear, I keep forgetting to add this or that and one of them were the twins so well there they are! ^^ Okay I’ll shut up. I hope you enjoyed this and please forgive any grammar/spelling errors!
While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo