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The Ark
By : Dunkelgelb
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This is a battle scene at Sesshoumaru's castle. I have discarded it for two reasons: Sesshoumaru and Goku don't need to be fighting right off the bat or at all, and giving Sesshoumaru some kind of fancy castle and fiercely loyal vassals often leads to a spamfest of original characters and is borderline cliche. It bogs the story down. I'll just leave Sesshoumaru with Rin, Jaken, Ah-Un, and a cave to live in. After all, at this point in the story, KibitoShin and the North Kaio are planning to remove all demons from the Earth, and petty principalities like the "Western Lands" won't matter for long.
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Battlefield 1542
Chapter VII: Kursk

"Hu--?"

Hakari didn't get the time to finish his confused half-sentence. Goku seized the lieutenant's right hand with his own and together, they burst out from behind the storage hut and into subsonic flight along the ground, aiming straight for the maniacal Sesshoumaru, who was on the verge of tearing Rin's head off. For Hakari, time seemed to congeal and slow to a grinding crawl, as if existence was merely a set of still pictures waiting for him to catch up. Pushed along by some invisible energy, he and Goku slid across the ground, edging nearer and nearer to their platinum target. Hakari felt his weight shift on its own accord as Goku sneered and yanked his right arm in front of him, taking the lieutenant with it like a stone to be thrown. The saiyan broke his grip on the human's wrist and Hakari launched forward, sailing right past Sesshoumaru. The human soldier rotated in the air, preventing himself from crashing headlong into the house wall by absorbing the shock with his legs. Gravity took a backseat to inertia as Hakari's body pressed to the wall in a horizontal kneel.

"TAKE HIM!" Goku screamed, aiming his voice at Hakari while tracking Sesshoumaru.

The lieutenant immediately understood. This was a flanking pincer attack. Hakari pushed off the wall and aimed his body at Sesshoumaru, who was thankfully left wide open, as he had turned his torso to see Goku powering toward him. Goku's subordinate wrapped his arms around Sesshoumaru's waist as he moved through the air, catching him in a fully aerial tackle. Goku himself completed the operation by seizing Sesshoumaru's forehead with his left hand, placing his thumb and pinky at either temple and covering the eyes with his palm. Sesshoumaru could not have been taken more fully by physical defeat at that moment. With Goku and Hakari moving and pushing in opposite directions, Sesshoumaru toppled over and SLAMMED into the ground. Still holding the demon's head, Goku flipped Sesshoumaru onto his stomach and twisted his right arm around his back. His confidence in the youkai's restrainment increased, the saiyan moved his hand away from the demon's temples and moved to the left side of the skull, firmly pinning it to the hard tile.

"Now, Hakari! Yank the feather out!"

The lieutenant complied happily and crawled out from under Sesshoumaru's legs, shuffling to his neck. Moving a large clump of silver hair to the side, Hakari saw it. Indeed, it was a feather, but it glowed a malevolent violet and looked none too natural sticking out from a spinal column. Quickly and hurriedly, Hakari wrapped his hand around the little quill and pulled. Unfortunately, it did not give. He tried again and again, but the damn thing just would not budge. All he succeeded in doing was get Sesshoumaru angry. The demon fought hard against Goku's hold, but the saiyan managed to hold on.

"Hurry up, damn it! I can't hold him for long!"

"It will not move, commander! I cannot get enough leverage on it!"

Goku became worried at this development. If this didn't work now, they wouldn't get another chance. Sesshoumaru was far too intelligent to be ensnared twice. The saiyan commander looked around for something to hold Sesshoumaru against while Hakari removed the feather. The stone edge of the central pond appeared to fit the bill; it would serve finely as a bench and a restraint surface. Goku released Sesshoumaru's head and snaked his left arm between the demon's own left arm and torso, then took hold of his head again, this time from the back. His hold significantly reinforced, he dragged the thrashing Sesshoumaru to the stone rail, with Hakari following closely. Goku turned himself and his quarry to face the pond, caught Sesshoumaru's right leg with his left, then threw their combined weight forward, toppling them both over so Sesshoumaru's neck lay flat on the top of the pond wall. Sesshoumaru would have let loose a sound of animalistic derangement, but all he made was a pathetically subverted choke, as solid stone was pressing forcefully into his throat. Hakari moved up to Sesshoumaru's right and once again moved thick tresses of hair aside to expose the damning feather extruding from his leader's neck. Gripping it with better purchase, Hakari yanked on the downy object with all of his strength. It moved only moved a tiny fraction of an inch, though, and the stem was rooted in at least three.

"Commander, I need you to move your hand from his head" Goku's underling said.

Hakari raised his right foot up to Sesshoumaru's head and Goku moved his hand away, letting a shiny black boot replace it. The lieutenant rooted his heel on the stone and staunchly pressed his toe against demon skull.

"My apologies, Lord Sesshoumaru. This will only hurt for a moment" he said.

Sesshoumaru thrashed and fought wildly against the combined hold of the two soldiers. Suppressed noises of rage gave way to squelched snarls of pain as two gloved hands wrapped around the feather in his spine and began to pull once more. This time, Hakari met success. Ever so slowly, the feather edged out of its fleshy nest. A quarter-inch turned into half, then lengthened into a full one, the quill's rooting gradually eroding. The nearly exhausted Hakari felt like he was trying to pull a fully-grown pine tree from the ground, but to his relief, he was tantalizingly close to finishing his task. Just as he started to believe victory was his, though, the quill quit moving, which frustrated him to no end.

"You...little...bastard! Come....on.......OUT!!"

The angry guard lieutenant finished his angry order at the exact same time the feather finished its stint in Sesshoumaru's neck. Flesh tore open and blood spilled forth as that little piece of down broke free from its nest. Poor Hakari, though, forgot to stop pulling, and he brought his own two fists into his face because of that. He yelped in surprise when the sharp stem of the feather brushed past his left cheek, leaving a fine line that began to slowly leak blood. He screamed completely when his knuckles dug into his cheekbone, and the force threw him back three, scrambling steps before he lost his balance and landed with a metallic thud on his back.

A slow, shredding pain washed over Sesshoumaru as he began to perceive the damage in the back of his neck. Blood spilled down either side of his throat and down his chin as he snarled, screamed, and thrashed like a rabid animal. Disorganized, irrational fury took over his body and the desire to kill became something more primal, like the desperate cry for some powerful, spellbinding narcotic that was perpetually dearth in quantity. The wounded demon lord arched his back against the warrior that restrained him, then brought his head back with blinding speed, bashing it firmly into Goku's nose. Sickening sounds of pain, sounding something like light, nasal coughs crossed with strangled gurgles, floated freely from Goku's throat each and every time Sesshoumaru brought the back of his head to strike his face.

Warm, red fluid filled the super saiyan's sinuses and it streamed freely from his mouth and both nostrils, flowing down his chin and neck, disappearing in the brown fabric of his combat kimono. The strength in his hands wavered and precariously faded away as the pain became excruciating. Sesshoumaru took advantage of this faltering restraint and jarred his right arm free, then brought the elbow into the already shredded steel of Goku's armor, smashing it in so far that it denied its wearer the ability to inhale properly.

Sesshoumaru's capacity to think had been curtailed to the point of autonomy; all he could think of was the feel of ripping flesh, the scent of fresh blood, and the darkly pleasant sound of a labored, fading breath. A screeching grind of a sound bore away at the demon lord's senses, but it was gently fading, becoming more of a dull whine. Still, this human....this golden-haired human.....this bastard of a human.....he thought he had the right to control the mighty Sesshoumaru!! Despite the massive hate, the burning anger, and the psychotic megalomania, a tiny splinter of light shimmered in the dark recesses of a certain tai-youkai's brain. Reason rallied itself and forged alliances with every single emotion that had been usurped by the inky blackness of raw, destructive rage. Questions began to form within Sesshoumaru consciousness. Where was he? Who were these people? Why the hell was he bleeding? These and more swirled inside the lord's head as he slowly returned from his tour of Hell. Now it was time for his body to do the same. It refused.

Inuyasha's brother could not stop his body from fighting, and he wasn't even sure who or what it was fighting. He felt like he existed outside of his own body, watching the unfamiliar action from afar while feeling it as if he were carrying it out himself. Sesshoumaru pushed off from the already reeling Goku by extending his arm, spun around with demon speed, then connected his right fist with Goku's cloth-covered forehead. The saiyan hovered in a bloody daze, unable to focus his vision on anything at all; the pain was too overwhelming. He stumbled back, covering his nose and mouth with two, craggled hands, as if he could catch his vital fluids and somehow stuff them back in later. He made tiny, muffled cries of pain as he drew his gloved hands away to see them soaked rosy red.

"Sesshou...maru......." Goku coughed.

The tai-youkai continued his assault. He slowed his charge down to a gentle walk and when Goku looked up from his hands to make a pathetic attempt at eye-contact, he slashed across his face with the claws of his right hand. Each talon cut cleanly and effortlessly; gliding across their target with too much elegance to simply batter away.. Goku's bandana fell to the ground, sliced diagonally across the three white stars at the front, and four fine, gushing slits opened up in his face. One crossed his Hiraikotsu scar at the left eyebrow and tapered into a horizontal one that ran across his nose, with two more running along his left cheek and jaw. Goku made no sound to acknowledge these wounds, as his entire face had gone numb from the crushing attacks of Sesshoumaru's skull. Furthermore, he barely felt it when his overlord took clawed possession of his neck and lifted him into the air. Goku could see well enough to make out the outlines of Sesshoumaru's face, and he was bewildered by the fact that the sinister, red glow in Sesshoumaru's eyes had not disappeared, despite the absence of the feather's continued influence. Hakari had removed the feather, this was true, but the demon lord was not stopping, and Goku was totally at his mercy. In too much pain to increase his power by any meaningful amount, Goku sincerely believed that he was going to die. The most damning thing about it, however, was his realization that for the first time in a long time, he didn't want die. Sango needed him.

"Sesshoumaru......please don't do it" Goku whispered, weakly gripping at Sesshoumaru's sleeve and staining it red.

Those words seemed to be all the demon lord needed......to kill him. Sesshoumaru pulled to the right on Goku's throat and smashed his head into the tile floor much like Goku himself had done earlier, except this time, Sesshoumaru became dangerously creative. The tai-youkai knelt down while maintaining his grip on Goku's throat, and gathered a mouthful of brown fabric on the saiyan's right pant leg, using that as a substitute grip for his severed arm. Sesshoumaru bit down and began to run with Goku in this position, grinding his commander's head against the floor along the way. They were heading for the solid stone rail of the pond.

It may have been too late, but Sesshoumaru returned to his body, feeling cool air blow past his face as he moved forward at high speed. The dull whine in his ears died out and morphed into the terrified cries of a child. He recognized this voice; it was that of Rin. He tried to speak but found himself unable to, as his mouth was full of soft cloth. He looked around trying to summarize his situation and discovered he was running along the floor of his castle courtyard, with a rather beaten Goku in his grasp. Goku pulled his head up and looked with half-opened, black eyes into Sesshoumaru's faintly surprised yellow ones.

"Goku?" Sesshoumaru asked, spitting out pant leg.

He watched Goku closely. Crimson streams ran from his nose, mouth, and a number of gashes on his face. His eyes were sullen and tired, as if his eyelids were wrestling with gravity to keep their owner awake and alive. With an expression of uncertainty, Goku looked to his side and saw the stone wall approaching nearer and nearer, and he squeezed his eyes shut in preparation. The vulnerable backside of his head touched the pond edge, pressed against it, then proceeded to burrow through it.

Goku let out a small, shallow breath as his head plowed into pure granite. His hair quivered and shimmered between golden and jet black, the colorful duel finally ending in black's favor. His vision flashed through a muddled blend of whites and grays before it fell completely into opaque nothingness. Sesshoumaru ground himself to a skidding halt, avoiding his own collision with the wall, but Goku continued to hurtle forward and broke away from the demon's grip. The saiyan's body drove clean through the stone rail and out through the one on the other side, causing water to pour out from either end. Goku's body continued on for a few yards before he was overtaken by gravity, rolling laterally along the cracked tile floor, and finally coming to a halt on his stomach, his arms bracketing his head.

Eito opened his eyes and gathered his bearings. In pulling out Kagura's feather, he managed to knock himself out. His left cheek was sore from the feather's slice, though it did not bleed, due to his android physiology.
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