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Kagome's Blue Light	By : Earthnfarie Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 9813 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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   Kagome carefully wiggled her fingers that she knew were hidden from view of Orochi. She knew if she didn’t “wake” soon that Orochi would become very suspicious. Besides she needed to know what was going on. She could hear him moving around and doing something, but she wasn’t sure what. She needed to know what he was doing.
   With another groan she “woke up.” She let her eyes flutter open, but didn’t move. She let confusion show in her eyes, as she pretended she was trying to move. She heard a chuckle very close to her and shifted her eyes too look without moving her head. At the edge of her view was Orochi chuckling at her. He was behind bars, or rather she was. He had her in a cage. She tried to look down to see if she was shackled, but really knew she wasn’t. Orochi was arrogant about his power, and his venom. Another chuckle from him brought her eyes back to his face.
   “It’s no use trying to move. I am a snake, and my venom is meant to paralyze which it obviously has.” He began to pace, and Kagome struggled to follow his movements without moving her head. She desperately wanted to surge up, and gut the demon gloating before her, but she bid her time. “I must say I’m rather surprised at how long you were out. I guess you’re weaker than I thought. No matter really. I still will follow through with my plans. How could I not? There is no other source of miko youkai power around, nor has there ever been before. So you are a rarity I must take full advantage of.”
   Kagome swallowed a couple times to work her throat while her mind whirled knowing that her knew what she was. She didn’t know how that would affect his plans concerning her, but she would play up the weakness card. “How do you know that my miko won’t purify you?” She croaked out.
   He smiled wickedly at her. “That’s the beauty of it. You were changed, and I’m guessing that the Shikon did it to you. Whatever it did or how I don’t give a shit, all that matters is that you exist as you are. Your miko and youkai twine together, and manage to co-exist. When I take your blood and your powers I will have that same balance since it already exists in you.” He laughed at the fear in her eyes. “Oh yes little miko, I have plans for you, and I promise they will hurt.” With that he turned his back to her, and continued to prepare for the ritual. He could only imagine how sweet her innocent blood would taste.

**-**
   Sesshomaru tore through the warehouse with deadly intent. He snarled at the vacant air, and roughly tossed Satoru to the ground. “Nothing!”
   Satoru nodded. He was as frustrated as Sesshomaru, and honestly surprised that Sesshomaru was still in control. Satoru looked up into Sesshomaru’s solid red eyes. “There is only one other place I know of.”
   “Where?!”
   Satoru explained where the last building in Orochi’s possession was.
   “If she is dead you will wish you were!” Sesshomaru snarled before picking up Satoru once more. In one great bound he was outside again and heading to the last chance he had at saving his beloved mate.

**-**
   Orochi rose, and studied his work. He compared it to the old scroll, and nodded. Everything was perfect. He turned back to check on his guest. He smiled when he saw she had turned her head to watch him, but was still laying prone on her back. “What do you think my little miko?”
   Kagome didn’t answer him. She had seen something like this once before, but the memory wasn’t hers; it was Midoriko’s. Midoriko had stumbled upon the scene in her hunting of a demon, and the horror of what had transpired there gripped Kagome now making her speechless. She didn’t want to remember; she didn’t want to think what this meant for her. She tried to push the image of the twisted, melted, contorted bodies from her mind, but it refused to desert her. Instead it was vibrant in its clarity of her mind. It had been a mercy killing for Midoriko after what had warped the two youkai.
   “Tell me miko, what you are thinking. Do you understand now, the plans I have for you?” He crept closer to her confines, and squatted to get a better look at her eyes, and the emotions that played across them.
   Kagome couldn’t look away from the layout on the floor. She was immersed in a memory that wasn’t hers.
As she had watched him draw the complex diagram on the floor she was seeing it in her mind from a higher angle. She remembered the stench about the place. She remembered the bloodless discarded body that was tossed in the corner. Mostly she remembered the poor tangled body that was spasming in the center of the diagram. She remembered watching it as it convulsed, and the flesh was writhing as if alive. It bulged, and moved until yet another limb began to force its way out of the body as if it was confined to join the other six that were already there. She circled the thing at a safe distance until she found a pain filled face. She looked into the eyes wondering if there was any intelligence left there. When the eyes finally fell on her she saw a flicker of hope in them.
“Please help us.”
She studied the youkai. She felt two distinct auras inside the disfigured flesh before her. She let her eyes travel over the naked body- bodies?- trying to understand where one ended and the other began. She knew it was fruitless, but her mind was still trying to grasp the atrocity before her. “What happened to you?”
“We were two, and one tried to absorb the other’s power and life force.”
The voice was odd in Midoriko’s ears. It was as if two voices were speaking as one, but both using the same vocal cords and mouth. It was eerie to hear two distinct voices from one body- one mouth. She casted a glance over at the discarded crumpled body in the corner, and then looked back at the monstrosity before her. “Your youkai’s have not blended. Neither submit, both are trying to be individual and dominate.”
“Yes.”
Midoriko weighed her next words carefully. “How do you want me to help?”
“Kill us.”
Midoriko stood as she considered what to do. She knew this was what would be asked of her. They should both know that she couldn’t separate them. She couldn’t take one youkai and put it into the dead body, nor could she rid one of the other. Their youkia’s had become tangled at the body they resided in now. As the consumed youkai pushed for dominance and independence the body they shared reacted, and began to try to accommodate the wishes of its owners. Both wanted their own body. There was a possibility that eventually two bodies might emerge from the mess on the floor, but as she looked over the mass she knew it was unlikely. The limbs that had protruded were in the wrong places, and deformed. The effect was a jumbled mass of flesh that barely resembled anything remotely human. She knew what she had to do.
Midoriko bent once more to speak to the two. “I will do as you ask, but only for the one that was the victim. If not for that I would leave you as you are in punishment.” She could see the obvious relief in the eyes as she stood. She turned away as she purified them leaving nothing behind except a twisted diagram that oddly resembled the results.
Kagome managed to pull herself from the memory to look at Orochi. He had come up to the bars to study her. “What is it miko? I can smell the fear pouring off of you.”
“I have seen something like this before.” She managed to whisper.
“Was it as bad as the one that Midoriko found?” He was curious what the miko would know of this.
“Yes.” She felt a warm streak down her face to her ear, and knew she was crying. He knew of what this had created, and yet he was still willing to do it? He was surely mad.
He stood and faced away from her. “No matter. I have changed the seal a little to accommodate for a smoother transaction, and I have no fear now that your aura will bow and blend to my stronger one.” He looked over what he had created. “If you are this weak against my venom than you will submit to me.” He turned back to her. “Shall we get started then? I wouldn’t want us to be disrupted by any unwanted presence.”
He grinned, and shed his clothes before her. Kagome closed her eyes against the sight. She heard Orochi laugh, and opened her eyes as she heard him turn away from her. She watched as he light the candles and incense around him, and then stepped into the center of the diagram. He began chanting in an ancient foreign language. The language was guttural, and she shuddered to think of whom the language once belonged to. It sounded almost impossible to form with human lips and vocal cords. It had a presence to it almost; she felt that it was never meant to be spoken on this plane of existence. Perhaps that was why the ritual went so badly.
As she watched him speak the language and spill the elements demanded by the ritual a realization hit her hard: this wasn’t meant to merge anything; it was a sacrifice. Whoever designed this did it meaning to feed power to something else- something that didn’t live on the same plane as them. It was even possible that it was mean to try and break that something free. Kagome could only imagine what would need so many powerful youkai to emerge. It terrified her.
Her eyes darted around her confines trying to figure a way free. She knew that with the knowledge of what she was Orochi would have prepared her prison as adequately as he saw fit so it would most likely resist both her powers. Kagome needed to get free.
Her eyes went back to Orochi as he made a sudden movement. Then she saw one of the youkai heading to her cage. ‘Yes! Come open the cage!’ She thought in her mind. She wasn’t at her strongest, but she was fully able to move again. She had no doubt that she could easily outrun all these youkai id Sesshomaru couldn’t catch her. She felt her body tingling with energy and adrenaline as the man neared. She would be free. She barely contained herself as she watched him reaching for the lock. He snickered, and she knew he was mistaking her anxiousness for fear.
As he twisted the key there was a resounding roar, and a thud outside. Sesshomaru had arrived. Kagome paid him no heed. As the roar shook the building the man unlocking her cage was distracted, but Kagome still heard the click of the lock sliding back. As a massive hole was torn through the side of the warehouse from a youkai attack, Kagome surged up and darted forward. She slammed the door open with as much force as possible. She knew the youkai that was pinned between the door and cage was dazed as she met Orochi’s eyes. She saw the fear and rage in them.
“NO! YOU FOOL!” He cried out but it was too late. Sesshomaru was tearing through every youkai in the place that stood between him and Orochi.
Kagome looked from Orochi to the sight that Sesshomaru presented. His eyes were solid red, and she could tell that he was struggling to repress his beast and transformation. Gone was his stoic mask, and instead you could see the rage and determination; it made him more beautiful than before. A movement drew her attention from his magnificent visage. Kagome looked up in time to dodge Orochi’s attempt to capture her, and ran to Sesshomaru making sure not to go anywhere near the diagram. She was nearly to him when she heard a maniacal laughter behind her. She whirled around, and her blood ran cold.
Orochi was back in the middle of the diagram, and there was slight madness in his eyes. He held a dagger in one hand, and the other the man who had freed her. The youkai was on his knees, Orochi’s hand fisted in her hair, forcing his head back bearing his neck. With a quick swipe he slit the man’s neck. The blood poured down onto the diagram that was absorbing it greedily. Kagome looked at the diagram, and noted the changes. Her eyes back on Orochi she watched as he brought the dagger to his own bare chest.
Kagome didn’t wait. She blocked Sesshomaru whom was advancing on the demented youkai. He glared at her. “We have to go now unless you want us both dead!” She yelled at him. He looked to her and then to Orochi. Then he grabbed Kagome, turned, and ran. Over his shoulder Kagome saw Orochi slit his chest wide open, and the blood pouring out. Orochi’s eyes lock with Kagome’s. As the first drop of blood hit the diagram, it began to glow, and an ominous silence descended blocking out the yells, and other noise.
“FASTER!” Kagome screamed.
Then they were outside. Sesshomaru paused and then continued to run. Kagome stared horrified as inky blackness swelled from the building. She watched as it wrapped around the youkai on the building. Then she felt the suction. The youkai she could see were sucked into the building within the darkness. It pulled at them too in their flight, and Kagome felt Sesshomaru slow fighting against it. There was a flash of light, and they were released. Kagome sighed in relief. They had escaped.
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