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The Ark
By : Dunkelgelb
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Discarded.
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Battlefield 1542
Chapter VI: Arrangements
Despite the morning's battle, the day had turned out to be beautiful. Not a single cloud marred the deep blue sky, and it contrasted perfectly with the sea of green on the earth below. On that earth stood a little house, and by noon, it was aglow with life. Goku had decided to join its inhabitants for lunch, and now the whole group, comprised of two priestesses, a monk, a semi-dog demon, a little fox child, a saiyan, and a demon -slayer sat around the living room table, swapping their life stories. Inuyasha revealed himself to be the half-human son of a powerful demon lord, and was now searching for the shards of something called the Shikon jewel. Kagome, apparently, was a schoolgirl from the future, and she searched for the same thing. The one known as Miroku simply made himself out to be a friend of Inuyasha and Kagome, and he traveled with them, also looking for jewel shards. Sango, was the most interesting one of all, in Goku's mind. She had impressed him with her fighting ability. He pondered the scar given to him by her boomerang weapon; it was not a severe injury, but the fact that Sango had been able to hurt him at all was remarkable by itself. Sango was the eldest daughter of a demon-slayer clan, taught from a young age on how to eliminate numerous forms of demon, and she had honed the trade to a science. However, she did not elaborate any further on her past. None of them did, and this thought refused to leave Goku's attention. It seemed like there was so much more to their biographies than they were fronting. Clearly, there was some emotional baggage connected with these peoples' lives, Inuyasha and Sango most definitely. The saiyan decided it best not to force the subject. The uncomfortable silence that suddenly permeated the hut was reason enough.
"So......what's your story, Goku?" Inuyasha asked, clearing his throat.

Goku thought for a moment. He would have to present something plausible, as his actual tale would be difficult for anyone to believe. Earth had blown up twice, hadn't it? Also, any talk of his battles with Freezer, Cell, and Buu would lead directly to the Dragonballs, and revealing their existence could be disastrous. Goku was not quite sure if he could trust these people with that kind of sensitive information, and Naraku's intervention made it painfully apparent that there were evil hands for those things to fall into. Goku was not going to lie; he was going to merely abridge and summarize his life.
"I'm a fighter. I go around looking for beings stronger than myself, and I take them head on in battle."
"Why do you do that?" Shippo asked.
"It's my art, I suppose, and I all I can really do with it is look for ways to better it" Goku explained.
"That's some art. How did you learn how to fight like that?" Inuyasha gawked.
"I learned from an old hermit up in the mountains. After he died, I came down here to see the rest of the country."
Goku's stomach rumbled from the lack of food.
"Oh dear, ye seem to have developed a bit of a hunger, Goku. I'll get the stew on" Kaede proclaimed.
"Ooh...thank you!"
Twenty minutes later, the delicious scent of shredded beef and boiling carrots and rice reached Goku's nose, which pleased him greatly. He realized he hadn't eaten anything at all from the moment he came to this time, so even a little food would be appreciable. Five minutes after that, seven bowls of piping-hot stew sat on the living-room table. Ten seconds after THAT, only six were full. Everyone looked Goku in open-mouthed awe. He had just eliminated his entire bowl of food in a matter of moments. Inuyasha was particularly taken aback by Goku's ravenous appetite; he always disliked Kaede's cooking, and he came to refer to its taste as something Kagome called gasoline. Nevertheless, the elderly miko made sure each time to make gallons of that culinary monstrosity. Much to Inuyasha's relief, though, it looked like there would be no trouble in getting rid of it now. By the time the shard-hunters finished their first helping, Goku was done with his fifth and well into his sixth.
All Sango could do was watch as Goku practically inhaled his food. She had never seen anyone embody such extremes in emotional display, fighting ability, and.......dining. He was a like a one-man army; he took in huge amounts of supplies and spat out destruction and hellfire with even greater measure. Goku set down his emptied dish and held his stomach, grinning ear-to-ear.
"I'm full! Ha ha, that was good!"
Soon, however, that hearty smile faded away and warped into a stern glare. Goku turned his head about and shiftily darted his eyes around the wooden walls of the hut, looking for something elusive and unseen. He felt an energy, and an extremely powerful one at that. It somehow felt familiar, as if it were common knowledge to him at some point, but it vanished just as soon as it appeared. It was merely a brief, instantaneous flash, but it was definitely there. Inuyasha became concerned at this shift in Goku's mood.
"Goku? Is something wrong?"
Goku narrowed his eyes into thin slits and exhaled in a slow and huffed manner, as if he had narrowly escaped death just then.
"Everything's fine....nothing to worry about" Goku said, still impassively searching his surroundings, with a tiny vestige of a smile playing at his lips for a moment.
Inuyasha didn't buy the saiyan's assurance, and No one could be so emotionally moved by nothing. The hanyou locked eyes with Goku, trying to summise just what had happened. Goku knew something, and from his behavior, it had to be important. The saiyan simply folded his arms and shook his head slowly and deliberately, silently telling Inuyasha to let it go. Amber orbs bore into onyx ones with zeal, then softened and broke away, giving up the pursuit.
"Feh" Inuyasha said.
"Feh, indeed. Now, Sango, do you know of a place that isn't often visited by the surrounding people? We'll need a staging point for your training, and interruptions won't be helpful" Goku said.
Sango looked down at her bowl and thought. Goku's little demonstration earlier had left a distinct impression on the demon slayer's mind, and this influenced her to choose a remote location for her training. Kaede's village was too heavily populated; its inhabitants would be in great danger with so much destructive force being thrown about so often. Consequently, Sango decided to use her own village as a training point; it had already been blown halfway to hell.
"My village should suffice. I am the only resident." Sango said.
"Ah, good. Do you disagree with beginning tomorrow?"
"No, why?"
"I need to report back to Sesshoumaru and tell him about this morning's battle. I also need to get some sleep!" Goku laughed.
"Sleep? Why, it's mid-afternoon!" Sango exclaimed.
"That is exactly why I should turn in now; I've been up all night" Goku said, smiling with a mix of sadness and amusement.
Sango silently agreed with him. Last night had been Hell incarnated into a few reptilian monsters. Goku rose from his seat and bowed to each and every one of the people around the table.
"Thank you all for having me over. You're all so kind. Also, thank you, Kaede, for such wonderful food! I'll be off, now. See you all later!"
Goku carefully weaved around the table and made his way to the wooden door. He slid it open, stepped out, then looked over his shoulder to Sango. He brought his left hand to his brow and gave her a respectful salute. He then closed the door, and was gone. Sango looked at Inuyasha with an uncertain expression.
"Inuyasha, what was that look Goku had on his face a few minutes ago?" the demon-slayer asked.
"How should I know? I just met the guy!"
"As a fellow warrior, shouldn't you have some kind of understanding already?" Miroku added.
"Okay....fine. I'd say he just picked up on the presence of some outside power. I have no idea how he can do it, but Sesshoumaru uses the same trick on me all the time"

"Could it be Naraku that he sensed?" Kaede poked, growing slightly concerned for the village's safety.

"Nah. Goku had a bit of a smile on him, and Naraku is anything but pleasant" the hanyou replied.

"Sango, child, training with Goku may be more dangerous than ye thought. Please be careful" Kaede requested.
"I fully intend to."
After walking for an hour, Goku found himself completely shrouded by the thick tree-cover of the forest. Now, no one was observing him. Goku pressed two fingers to the center of his forehead, and he closed his eyes. His mind searched the spiritual landscape, looking for the power of Sesshoumaru. There was Inuyasha's power, Kagome's spirit, Miroku's, Chi Chi's...............CHI CHI'S?? The saiyan's concentration shattered into thousands of little fragments of consciousness at the mere thought. Chi Chi? Here? Now? Goku took a deep breath, and reformed his stance. Searching feverishly now, he scanned once more, hoping his mind hadn't been playing tricks. Unfortunately, that seemed to be the case. Chi Chi's spirit was simply not there. It was a false detection, a fluke of the imagination. Some might even consider it to be a joke, but Goku deemed that to be one god-damned cruel excuse for humor. Chi Chi had been dead for a hundred years, by Goku's time, and life without her seemed....unworthy.....of his continued defense. The saddened saiyan warrior sat down on a fallen tree trunk and thought hard about life. Little by little, Goku realized that continuing on alone was not a good idea. There was no fun to be had, no idealistic crusades to embark upon, and no World Tournament. Sure, he had a patch of land to defend, but it was in Sesshoumaru's name. He had a student, too, but then what? When Sango learned how to control her power, that would be the end of it; she wouldn't need him. Fighting, his art and obsession, was something best honed alone. Two warriors could train together, but they would reinforce only their own theories and tactics and avoid copying the other. He could teach her the Kai-O-Ken and maybe even the Kame-hame-ha, but there was little beyond that. Sango was already an accomplished warrior; Hiraikotsu hurt like hell.
Goku felt himself to be something of an anachronism, an unnecessary element in this world. His time had come and gone. Nothing could get it back. He needed a way out, and death seemed to fit the bill. However, if killing himself was an acceptable method he would have done it a long time ago. Hell, he would have wished himself to die with the Dragonballs, but no, King Yamma disapproved. Due to the ancient and celestial rules of honor, suicide would have lead straight to hell, and Goku, realizing that he deserved a bit better after fighting his ass off for thirty-odd years, refused to move in with idiots like Cell and Freezer. Then, inspiration struck. Naraku was a force to be reckoned with in this time, not by one-man armies like Goku, no, but by the likes of Inuyasha and his friends. Regardless, dying in battle was dying in battle, no questions asked. Perhaps, after one too many sips of sake, Goku would go up against Naraku in a drunken haze. He wouldn't be obviously drunk, but just tipsy enough to make a few mistakes, mistakes critical enough to get himself killed, of course. Then, he'd be with his wife, his friends, and yes, even Vegeta, despite the likelihood that he would still be an arrogant jackass.

Punching himself in the side of his head, Goku berated himself for thinking such things. He came to this place to die, yes, but to die after living a full, normal lifespan, one uninterrupted by the call of duty. Now, however, that wasn't going to happen. Even though it did not satisfy the basic needs within him, Goku had a responsibility to Sango and a duty of defending the hapless peoples of Sesshoumaru's land. This made Goku excessively angry, because thinking of his responsibility led him right back to his notions of suicide, and THAT would lead right back to his responsibility.
Whatever.

Thinking about life was not getting him anywhere, so Goku cast the entire affair aside and stood from his mossy seat. He returned his hand to his forehead, located Sesshoumaru's power, and disappeared at the speed of light. Up in a tree, a shadowy figure had seen Goku's entire display. This did not please him, because the concept of Goku becoming mentally unhinged did not bode well for the plans that had been lain. In anger, he slammed a gloved fist into the bark of his vantage point.
"Blast you, Kakarotto. Pull yourself together, or you'll miss your chance for true happiness!"
Goku materialized in the courtyard of Sesshoumaru's castle, and found himself enveloped in a crowd of Sesshoumaru's servants, who were bustling from building to building, performing their everyday tasks. The saiyan commander went largely unnoticed by the various bipedal demon creatures, but he caught the attention of a few elements of the Western Guard, who sat on the stone railing of the central, decorative pond.

"Sir! Over here!" one soldier shouted, waving to his superior.
Goku wove his way through the crowd in an effort to get to his underlings. He finally reached them, but not before nearly tripping over several apparent relatives of Jaken.
"It's good to see you're still alive, commander!" another trooper spoke.
"Thank you, private. Say, where's Hakari?" Goku asked, crouching down near the pond's edge.
"Uh, I think he's up in Sesshoumaru's office, but I hear he's also in the middle of a meeting with Sesshoumaru and some demoness. Territorial dispute, you know?"
"Heh, I heard that. I think I'll go check on them, anyway" Goku said.
"Take care, sir."
Goku took to his feet once more and walked across the tile floor of the courtyard to Sesshoumaru's house. He slid the main wooden portal open and walked in. Immediately, Goku was overcome by a feeling he could barely describe but definitely did not like. It almost felt like the energy that came from Naraku's puppet, but it was somehow softer.....and....sadder? Cautiously, the alert warrior crept through the main hallway, anticipating something unpleasant. The heads of various dead animals, mounted so proudly on the wall, were not helping the situation, either. Finally, Goku found himself at the heavy oak door of Sesshoumaru's office. Something was going on inside. Pressing an ear to the door, Goku heard what sounded like shouting, a chair falling over, the rustling of feet, and a man's terrified scream. The door burst open and flung one startled saiyan up against the wall. A woman, dressed in a white kimono with crimson red stripes, came sprinting out of the office. As she ran, she turned her head and looked at Goku, who was picking himself up off the floor. Their eyes met. This woman had fairly short, tied-back hair and strikingly red eyes, as if all the burst blood vessels in each eyeball had decided to get it over with and flood their cornea. She also had odd, pointed ears, like Sesshoumaru's. However, what truly got to Goku was her expression. It was sad, like the power he sensed seconds ago, and she looked like she was running to get away from something....oppressive....like her spirit had been trampled and trounced upon for years. As soon as she appeared, the peculiar woman bounded out the main door, which Goku had left open when he entered. Apparently, though, it was not opened far enough, because the fleeing woman caught her arm on the wood and paper lattice of the door, breaking it at the frame. She was certainly in a hurry to leave. Another scream exploded from the office. Goku leapt into the newly unsealed doorway and saw Sesshoumaru, eyes glowing a brilliant red, holding Hakari against a desk by the throat and squeezing tighter by the nanosecond. Struggling against razor-sharp claws, Hakari managed to turn his head just enough to catch Goku in the corner of his eye. The lieutenant mouthed something, unable to speak due to Sesshoumaru's vise-like stranglehold.
"Sesshoumaru!! What the hell are you doing?" Goku demanded.

The youkai lord simply growled animalistically and bared his fangs. Goku took this as a challenge, lunged across the carpet, and struck Sesshoumaru in the jaw with the point of his right elbow. Hakari considered himself to be the single luckiest bastard on Earth at that point. The sight of Goku powering his way into a head-on assault had caused Sesshoumaru's death-grip to loosen considerably. When Goku attacked, those talons jerked away violently, but due to the diminished pressure, they left mere flesh wounds. Granted, Hakari was bleeding, but he was going to survive. Sesshoumaru's body hit the wooden wall behind the desk with a loud crash, busting in several boards in the process. Goku brought his fists up to his face, taking a defensive posture, waiting for the silver-haired lunatic down on the floor to get up and fight back. Tenacious minutes passed, but nothing happened, other than the occasional, painful writhing Hakari made while he lay on his side. While suspiciously watching the demon's still form, Goku crept over to Hakari and nudged him, getting his attention.
"Can you walk?" Goku asked.
"Yeah..."
Goku pulled the lieutenant to his feet and together, the two soldiers cautiously backed out of the battle-ravaged room. Once halfway down the hall, they turned for the partially-broken door and sprinted outright. Emerging from the building, Hakari and Goku split up, with Goku hanging near the pond, and Hakari continuing his run to the storage hut on the opposite side of the compound. The lieutenant held his right arm up and waved it around in large circles. The three soldiers at the pond's edge saw this and quickly joined up with their superior. Hakari poked his head around the corner and was both startled and annoyed that Goku was in the center of the courtyard, directly in the path of whatever might come from the quiet main house in front of him.
"Sir! What are you doing? Aren't you going to take some kind of cover?" Hakari shouted.

"No! I'll handle things from here!" Goku replied, holding his hands to his mouth, extending his voice.
Something moved inside Sesshoumaru's abode. Strange sounds were emanating from within, too. They sounded like claws skittering across wood, but with the frequency that the sounds occurred, there had to be a dozen or more talons moving around! How was this possible? Sesshoumaru was the only one left in the office, and he was missing an arm, so there was no way he could generating such noise. Then, Goku felt a surge of ki......Sesshoumaru's ki. An inhuman roar rattled the whole castle, and the front wall of the demon lord's house buckled outward. Every single one of the servants present for this event seemed to know exactly what was about to happen, for they all scurried away in fear, sealing themselves in the nearest building and locking the doors with trembling desperation. The lone saiyan decided to stop screwing around.

"Quarter-fire, KAI-O-KEN!!!"

A blast of wind and dark red light burst from Goku and it consumed the castle's interior, while the front of the Sesshoumaru's home exploded completely, propelling splinters into the sky and creating a massive cloud of dust that hung in the air like some kind of aerial spectator. Two, massive, glowing red eyes, the same as Sesshoumaru's, opened and shone through the musty cloud, locking firmly on the apprehensive warrior down on the ground. Bony claws tapped menacingly on the ceramic tile of the courtyard as a giant, white-furred.....thing.....stepped out from the obscurity of the fast-eroding dust. It had long, dog-like ears, a long, dog-like snout, and a long, dog-like tail; it was just a dog. The only problem, in Goku's mind, was the concept that this dog was twenty feet tall.

Hakari jerked his whole body away from the storage hut corner and hugged himself firmly into the wall, desperately trying to conceal himself from view.
"Oh, shit...." he said.
"What the hell is that??" an ensign choked.
"That, gentlemen, is an angry Sesshoumaru."
"Okay, then what is THAT?" the ensign asked again.

"What do you mean?"
Hakari crawled to the other side of the hut and ever so slightly pushed his face out into the open. Yep, there was Sesshoumaru, in all his super-dog....thing....fury, but there was nothing else of interest to be seen. What was his subordinate talking about? The curious lieutenant crept out a bit further, this time enough to see around an adjacent building. There and then, understood the truth. Staring Sesshoumaru down was one Commander Goku, hunkered down in a defensive stance, ready to go hand-to-paw with the ruler of the Western Lands. This guy could not possibly be human, because NO human could hit a demon lord upside the head and live this long. That red fire rolling off his back was nowhere near normal, either. It was no wonder how he had made it past the morning village battle, because he had likely killed every single demon he found there.

Goku gritted his heels against the ground and punched his right palm with his left fist, cracking his knuckles. The previous battle with the youkai ruler was fresh in the saiyan's mind, but the demon he faced then was calm and collected, nothing like the savage beast before him now. Something was seriously wrong with Sesshoumaru.
"Please, Sesshoumaru, this is isn't funny! Stop it, right now!" Goku pleaded.

Sesshoumaru growled low, letting his throat create a feral clicking noise that sounded out an answer words alone were unable to communicate. The great grey-haired canine pushed forward on its powerful, heavily-muscled hind legs, and it rocketed torward its saiyan pseudo-enemy. It powered along at high speed, and just before Goku could land a fist on its gaping, foaming jaw, the dog-demon redirected all of its kinetic energy into a gigantic vertical leap. The commander of the Western Guard looked up into the sky to relock his sights onto his target, but instead received two eyefuls of pure white sunlight.
"Smart bastard" Goku rasped, fumbling blindly.

Goku couldn't see, so he didn't dare move and back himself into a corner. He raised and crossed his arms above his head, hoping to get away with blocking Sesshoumaru's aerial fall. It was too bad that he forgot the basic principles of mass and physics; one-hundred seventy pounds of saiyan simply cannot defeat nine or ten tons worth of canine demon. The backside of Sesshoumaru's right paw nailed Goku square on his forearms and blasted clean through his defenses. Arms buckled under the stress, followed shortly by an entire body, as the Z warrior plummeted down into the earth, past tile, dirt, and rock. Goku regained his vision and bearings just in time to see the giant dog pull back a paw and line up its claws in a row, readying them for the final push of death. The claws came down with supersonic force, but their target had rolled to his side by the time of impact, and each talon scraped ineffectually down the surface of Goku's steel breastplate and tore it open. Still, it was enough of an attack to shower sparks all over the ground and take away Goku's breath. Sesshoumaru's prey extended an arm out from his crater, sank his fingertips into the tiling with ravenousity, and pulled his whole body out from beneath the insane demon's claws. However, Sesshoumaru kept the pressure up on Goku, and the saiyan warrior couldn't seem to find enough time to stand back up. Instead, Goku rolled on his side along the courtyard floor like a wooden log down a stream, narrowly evading crushing and ground-shattering blows from Sesshoumaru's paws. With an abrupt thud, the guard commander found himself lying up against the heavy doors of the front gate.
"I don't know what has gotten into you, but the desire for a solid beating shall never be denied by me!" the martial artist shouted, beginning to get a bit annoyed.

Goku pivoted on the armor affixed to his back and pressed his feet up against the door. He pushed off hard and using the steel plating of his armor as a sled, he slid underneath and past Sesshoumaru, travelling far across the ground. Once he had enough distance from the dog-youkai, Goku jammed his fingers down on the ground in front of his head, then catapulted his weight over them, landing solidly and upright on his left foot and right shin. Tucking his elbows behind his back and tensing all of his muscles, Goku began gathering his power. Red flame gave way to gold.
"I'm going to have to fight you, Sesshoumaru. Should you survive, don't hold it against me, alright?" Goku said.
Rin witnessed the chaos from the moment of its inception. She had been in her quarters sewing up a pillowcase when she heard a tremendous ripping noise. That ripping was the front wall of the main house being blown off. Her room was only a few doors down from Sesshoumaru's office, and now she could see the entire courtyard, as half of her own front wall existed in shreds on the ground. She could also see quite clearly that Goku was about to use some of his unearthly power to fight and potentially kill Sesshoumaru. This upset her, but she was not ignorant of what was going on. Sesshoumaru, in his right mind, would not simply tear up his own place of residence like he had just done.
Goku's jet-black hair began to glow golden in blinding pulses. He clenched his jaw, flung his arms out from behind him, and with a hiss, exploded into the first tier of Super Saiyan power, blasting out the ground around him in a twelve-foot circle. Sesshoumaru shifted his hind feet and brought himself to bear on the source of this noise. The silver-haired giant snarled out a roar of rage, infuriated that his target had so easily escaped. The opponents stood on opposite sides of the castle grounds; Goku just outside the partially-damaged east annex of the main house, and Sesshoumaru at the gate. The stone-lined pond lay between them. It was their No-Mans-Land; a border between two warring states.
Sesshoumaru's young ward gathered her courage and swallowed her fear. She stepped through the massive hole in the front-facing wall of her room and hopped down onto the ground with a light grunt. Goku whipped his head around to see her; he thought he was under surprise attack. When he realized who was there, he immediately became concerned for her safety.
"Rin! Go back inside! Sesshoumaru is crazy! If you get in his way, he might kill you!"

"No! He'll listen to me!" Rin said.
Sesshoumaru began to move, and the horrified Goku hastily turned his head to look at the advancing dog-demon.
"Sesshoumaru, please come back to us....I don't know what's wrong....but we can fix it, whatever it is. Don't hurt anyone anymore!" Rin begged.

The child's words seemed to have an effect on Sesshoumaru. His movement slowed to a grinding, labored halt, as if he were fighting himself in order to do so. He howled out in anger and frustration as his canine form began to shrink. His fur gave way to flowing white robes as he took on his normal, bipedal form. The transformed youkai crumpled to his knees and held his head in his right and only hand, screaming in pain. His screams faded into small, stifled groans, however and he released his head from his grip. His eyes flashed and alternated between blood red and normal white, never staying either color for long. A battle, independent of his current one with Goku, was raging inside Sesshoumaru's mind. Logic and reason fought vehemently against raw blood lust, but reason was losing, by the most miniscule margin. Struggling hard against invisible mental chains, the compromised youkai ruler reached around to his neck and pulled down the collar of his kimono. Lodged deep in the back of his neck was a short, mottled-white feather, and it glowed with hateful energy. He tried to pull it out, but it seared violet and sent lightning-bolts of pure, crushing pain up and down his spine. It felt like every bone in his body was trying to wrest itself free and escape. This was one trap he could not free himself from.
Goku lowered his fists slightly and called out to the troubled demon.
"Fight it, Sesshoumaru! Don't let it win!"
"I.......am trying........but.....there is something......on my back.... and it is causing me...great pain" Sesshoumaru struggled.
"Rin, keep talking to Sesshoumaru. I've got an idea" Goku said.
Goku watched Sesshoumaru for a few seconds more. The demon's jaw was clenched hard enough to break iron and his eyes were screwed shut, his face contorted and twisted with agonizingly repressed pain. Goku then dropped his guard and disappeared in a flash. He emerged from his lightning-fast movement right behind Lieutenant Hakari. The soldier nearly had an aneurysm when he discovered the guard commander behind him.
"Relax! It's me!" Goku assured, holding his open hands up in front of his face.
"DON'T FUCKING DO THAT.........SIR!" the lieutenant screamed.

"Yeah, whatever, but listen up. I know what's wrong with Sesshoumaru, but I need your help in order to correct it" Goku said.

"..............Okay...what do you have in mind?" Hakari asked, composing himself.

"There's something stuck in Sesshoumaru's neck. It looked like a feather, and it's the source of all our troubles. I need you to pull it out while I hold him down, but we'll need to do it FAST, because I have no idea how long I can restrain him. He's amazingly strong when he's angry" Goku explained.

Sesshoumaru stood up and straightened his muscles. His eyelids slowly edged open to reveal the red abysses of his eyes, burning with insanity. His conflict with the rage was short, and it did not end in his favor. Impatiently, he looked around the courtyard of his battle-damaged castle. His previous golden-haired target no longer seemed to be present. He needed a replacement for the absent warrior. He needed something to kill, and there, down on the ground, standing on two, small, trembling feet, was the answer: Rin. This little girl would be perfect fodder for his claws to sink into and tear apart. Terrified at the gleam in Sesshoumaru's eyes, Rin made a shaken, verbal attempt to avoid death.

"S-Sesshoumaru-sama? W-why would y-you want to hurt m-me? It's m-me, Rin! Please, remember!"

This time, no amount of innocent pleading was going to slow the crazed lord down. Rin covered her mouth with both hands, trying to prevent her own horrified and heartbroken screams. She backed up two steps for every one Sesshoumaru took forward, and soon, she ran out of room to move. She bumped into the destroyed wall behind her. Goku leaned out from the visual cover of the storage hut and to his horror, he found his youkai superior creeping up on Rin, who had curled up into a sobbing ball on the ground in front of her room. With a twisted, insane grin, Sesshoumaru slowly raised his right arm, exhibiting his claws. The time to act would never present itself so suddenly or obviously again. Hakari quickly tugged on the gauntlets of his gloves to readjust them, and he announced his readiness to the commander.

"I am ready to go, sir. Just give the word."
"The word"
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