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Cry of the wolf

Part eleven: Rumble in the club

By

Lance the Flamesniper

 

Minako Aino was a truly a sweet natured person. Granted she tended to not like children and could come on a little too strong at times, but otherwise she was a genuinely good soul who wanted nothing more than someone to love her. However her eagerness to impress Kouga and her desire to prove she was the best woman to be his mate/wife/whatever had clouded her vision of a few rather simple facts.

 

As was mentioned before, wolves and most other canines do not like loud sounds. They would especially find a club to be offensive for this matter. After all clubs were an atmosphere complete with loud, offensive noise as well as loud offensive people.

 

Overlooked fact two: Kouga was a demon and dressed the part. While certain other demons that were hiding out in the city were disguised, Kouga was not. As such he was causing quite a few uneasy looks among club goers. Especially since to an untrained eye an ookami youkai would look more than a little like a rabid, soul eating youma on the prowl.

 

Finally and most simply, Minako was coming on too strong for Kouga's taste. This idea was just starting to catch on, when all hell broke loose.

 

Most people in Crystal Tokyo were used to youma. The black Moon war had seen to that. Though not many had actually breached this part of the city. This monster however, was something different.

 

The thing stood at about nine feet tall with dark gray skin over massive corded muscles. Where there was not skin there were think plates of what looked like granite. Out of its temples sprouted a pair of massive pointed horns.

 

“Everybody listen up!” Tried Minako. “Please clear the area quickly!”

 

Unfortunately, the club had been crowded and the people panicked. As such, heard mentality kicked in and people began to clog the exits and trample slower guests at the club. This however wasn't the only threat.

 

Minako's eyes widened as she saw him. A boy, roughly around the age of eighteen, dressed in a taijya uniform was standing before one of the exits a chain and scythe in his hands. His brown eyes were lifeless but his actions were bloodthirsty: any time any of the panicked patrons tried to escape through that route he'd cut them down.

 

Kouga while also witnessing the carnage, saw the boy and recognized him as someone who could only be a Naraku aged Kohaku, and took action immediately. Without a thought to his own safety he charged the boy unleashing a flying kick that dislodged him from the exit.

 

Kouga would have followed it up with more offense as the people streamed past him but yet another being made her presence known… with a blast of fire that sent Kouga flying off of the undead demon slayer.

 

Haruka narrowed her eyes at the red haired woman. She may not have liked Kouga, she may be trying to keep him from Michiru, she might even admit to wanting to befriend and learn from the damn wolf. But one thing she would not stand for was a cheap-shot artist getting in her way.

 

Michiru however noticed a fourth, but she wasn't sure what she was. The woman was sitting calmly in a shady corner of the bar with a very annoying smirk on her lips. A look at her was enough to let Michiru know that this woman was definitely not human.

 

As the last of the humans left ran out of the now wrecked club, the woman in the shadows waved her hand causing the doors to become blocked with an inky black barrier of shadow. The only way in or out left open was the hole the stony skinned monster stood in front of. The entrance wasn't empty for long.

 

“My, my, if it isn't the wolf demon Kouga,” A mocking voice intoned as it's baboon fur clad owner entered the club.

 

“Naraku!” spat Kouga as if the name itself tasted bad.

 

“Ah! So you do remember me,” the demon replied.

 

“You know this nut bar?” Asked Minako as her transformation ended.

 

“He made my life hell a few centuries back,” Kouga admitted.

 

“You've become something of an inconvenience to me,” Naraku stated. “After all with you around I cannot do what I wish.”

 

“It doesn't matter what you wish,” Kouga replied as he lunged toward Naraku. “I'm going to tear you apart!”

 

At the last second the stone skinned beast, Ishi, stepped between his master and the prince of wolves and threw a stone plated right hook into the surprised Kouga's ribs. As if a switch had been thrown the battle began.

 

 

Sailor Uranus now in her full battle mode locked onto her target instantly. Her target: A redheaded, red kimono clad woman who seemed to be delighting in throwing fire bolts at the walls, tables and anything else she decided to incinerate.

 

“World Shaking!” Sailor Uranus called out as she slammed her mana charged fist into the ground.

 

“Blaze Barrier!” Kasai called as a wall of flame surrounded her and deflected the attack. “Not bad for a kaze hanyou!”

 

“Dammit I'm not a hanyou! I'm a human!”

 

“No, you're toast! Rain fire!”

 

Sailor Uranus snarled out a string of very impressive invectives as she danced around bolts of fire that were suddenly raining down on her. A glance out the corner of her eye told her that the others were doing about as well as she was.

 

 

Sailor Neptune dodged yet another shadow as it shifted into hard conical spike and tried to impale her. This is most inelegant, thought the sea senshi. Still she needed to keep this woman from aiding the other attackers. She quickly raised her arms above her head as her body summoned its mana.

 

“Deep Submerge!” She called out sending a ball of mana powered liquid at where her target had been.

 

“Too slow,” a voice whispered as a battering ram made out of shadows hit Sailor Neptune.

 

“Michiru!” yelled Haruka as the teal haired beauty went flying.

 

 

For Sailor Venus this was not a good day. All she wanted was to take her fiancé (minus the other seven claims on him) to a club and have a good time. It wasn't necessarily a selfish wish.

 

However, dodging a scythe on a chain being wielded by what seemed to be a zombie was not her idea of `good'. This man was skilled with his weapon and it was taking all her skill to dodge his onslaught. If she tried to get in close, he's slash at her with his scythe. If she tried to get some distance he'd wrap her in his chain and either pull her in for an attack or throw her into a nearby object.

 

While she was trying to come up with a battle plan, she spotted Kouga.

 

 

Kouga wasn't doing great against the massive stone demon. He wasn't doing too badly either. He dodged the monster's fists as best he could, but he could tell already that his ribs were broken.

 

“Is that the best you can do?” Kouga taunted despite his pain.

 

“I crush worthless wolf. Master-father demands it!” The stone monster bellowed as he charged.

 

“I don't think so!” Snarled Kouga and he planted both feet on the thing's chest and used it's own momentum to flip it so it hit the wall instead.

 

“I see that your combat skill has improved since last we met,” Naraku replied.

 

“What's wrong baboon? Still dislike getting you hands dirty?” Kouga growled before spinning and blocking the now recovered Ishi's punch with his forearm.

 

Kouga's eyes widened when he heard the sickening crack from his arm. A few millionths of a second later the pain registered, as did his howl of pain as he dropped to his knees.

 

 

Naraku had a plan for this outing. Find Kouga using his shaimyosho, if for some reason he was out in public make sure that many humans died around him. That way if somehow he survived Kohaku, Ishi, Kasai and Anei he'd still be blamed for the human deaths. End result: Kouga either dead from his minions, Dead from the Senshi, Taijya, Guards, whoever got to him or at the very least exile.

 

He did find Kouga outside the palace. He did attack the people as planned. Unfortunately Kouga allowed the majority of the people to escape. On top of that, he was in the presence of three Senshi. Most of the club goers didn't notice the Senshi, who were dressed inconspicuously.

 

However it doesn't take a lot of people to raise the alarm. In this case it was only three people who stopped running long enough to call this in. Three very different people, each with very different ideas as to exactly what kind of help was needed.

 

The first person saw a rogue demon slayer killing people. Seeing as how Taijya were some kind of elite guard, in this panicked citizen's opinion, it was clear whom to call. Thus the reason that one Inu Yasha of the palace guard was currently roof hopping toward the now destroyed club.

 

The second one had gotten a good look at Kouga. Kouga would grit his teeth if he knew what citizen number two assumed he was. You see, person number two took one look at the Ookami Prince's fur and claws and assumed he was a youma. For that reason, four Sailor Senshi were now en route.

 

Person number three was far more practical. A rogue slayer, a youma and three things that looked like demons weren't the job for mere guards. Something more than guards and less intimidating than the Senshi were clearly needed. With those thoughts in mind Sango of the Taijya was on her way… with Sailor Jupiter and Miroku going along with her.

 

 

Things were not going well in the club. Naraku's `children', Kohaku and what looked like Naraku were on the attack and keeping the three Senshi and a an injured Ookami from forming a coherent battle plan. Kasai kept Sailor Uranus from attacking with a steady barrage of flame that not only kept Haruka at bay, but also kept her from aiding her partner. Sailor Neptune was learning what it was like to be a ping-pong ball as Anei used her shadow powers to slam the mistress of the seas all around the ruined club. Sailor Venus was holding her own against Kohaku, but only barely. The Senshi of Love was sporting deep, nasty looking wounds on both her shoulder/upper arm and her thigh.

 

As for Kouga? The wolf prince was in pain. In his life he'd experienced that before, but not quite at the levels he felt it now. His right arm hung at his side like a fully cooked ramen noodle. He knew without having to guess that the radius and Ulna were broken (Not that he actually knew those terms) as was his humorous. From how much it hurt to breathe he guesstimated that he had at least three broken ribs on the right side of his body and at least four on the left. His body was begging him to lie down. But if I do that, Kouga thought archly, Naraku wins. And I simply cannot allow that to be my legacy.

 

“Give up you pathetic wolf,” Naraku chided. “Even I can see you have nothing left.”

 

“Go to hell!” Kouga snarled as he charged the stone monster. This time however, he slid under the monster's punch before flipping to kick the monster in one of its few soft spots: the underside of his jaw.

 

Ishi roared as he staggered back. When he looked again he found Kouga standing in a wide stance, his one still good arm forward with the hand straight and rigid.

 

“I may be injured, but I am still a wolf. I still have my pride! And I will be damned before I fall to the likes of you!” Kouga responded with a dark grin.

 

“You surprise me Kouga,” Naraku responded as his body exploded into a mass of tentacles. “I would not expect you to want to join your mate so soon.”

 

“A demon puppet!” Sailor Uranus called as she dodged yet another torrent of flame.

 

“W-what?” Minako asked as she ducked the scythe once again.

 

“A fake,” Sailor Neptune called weakly. She was sore all over and could really use some assistance.

 

Ishi took that moment to charge Kouga again. This time however Kouga caught the monster's fist coming in and used its own momentum to flip it into a nearby wall.”

 

“What?” Ishi roared in disbelief.

 

“It's called Aikido,” Kouga responded. Just then a sound came from one of the sealed doors.

 

“Pathetic wastes of my time have a tasted of my Wind Scar!” Swore a familiar voice as the barrier around the building shattered.

 

“Looks like we arrived just in time,” Sailor Mars responded as Sailor Mercury looked over the carnage.

 

All the defenders got there all at once it appeared.

 

“Kouga!” Called out Sailor Jupiter.

 

“Kohaku!” Sango cried out noticing her undead brother.

 

“Miroku you worthless Monk get those demons out of here so I can save Kouga's wimpy wolf ass as usual!” Called out Inu Yasha.

 

“I'm on it! Wind Tunnel!” Miroku called out as several minor demons began to be pulled into his reawakened void. A few moments later though Miroku collapsed in pain after sucking in several fist sized wasps as well. “Shaimyosho! Not again!”

 

“You don't ever save me dog turd!” Kouga roared as he plunged his claws into the demon puppet's chest. The puppet shuttered then shattered, leaving only a panting and in pain Kouga.

 

“This does not bode well sister,” Anei responded to Kasai.

 

“Agreed sister. They have us outnumbered.”

 

“Then perhaps we should leave them to live another day,” Ishi added as they gathered Kohaku and left.

 

 

“It a miracle he's still alive. He had seven broken ribs two of which punctured his lungs,” Ami intoned to the gathered Senshi as well as the queen.

 

“And a broken arm,” Minako chimed in as Ami finished stitching her shoulder.

 

Broken? Try shattered, the ice Senshi thought as she finished the last stitch.

 

“Keh! The damn wolf's just stubborn!” Inu Yasha intoned.

 

“A trait he shares with you,” Kagome and Sango muttered.

 

“What was that!?” Inu Yasha snarled.

 

“Inu Yasha,” Kagome warned.

 

“Ha! I might have a broken arm, but I still have enough strength to kick you sorry tail dog breath,” Kouga responded tiredly. Makoto was sitting at the side of his bed holding his good hand comfortingly, though no one but Kouga noticed it.

 

“Kouga, you're not to move for a week!” Ami turned and gave him a severe look.

 

“I'll be healed up in three days,” Kouga responded. “I told you, I heal fast.”

 

“He's right Ami,” Rei added. “Kouga's a Taiyoukai. I'd be surprised if he wasn't up and running again by sunrise.”

 

Ami looked at Rei with an upraised eyebrow. “Well you, Miroku and Kagome are the experts on demons. If I had more youkai to study, I'd be better able to treat one.”

 

Kagome merely looked at Inu Yasha.

 

“Kagome before you ask, the answer's no,” Inu Yasha responded.

 

“Why not?” Kagome asked.

 

“Because I'm not anyone's lab rat stupid!”

 

“Why you! Sit boy!”

 

Wham!

 

Ami blinked. “Oh my!”

 

“That was a spell of subjugation!” Rei exclaimed. “But that would only work if Inu Yasha were….”

 

“Now see what you did wench!” Inu Yasha growled as his disguise flickered then disappeared.

 

“You're a youkai!?” Ami asked in surprise. “But, you don't look like Kouga.”

 

“That's `cause I ain't a damn wimpy wolf like that!”

 

“No,” Kouga added. “More like an Inukuro.”

 

Inu Yasha growled at that.

 

“What Kouga means,” Sango stated tactfully. “Is that Inu Yasha is an Inu Hanyou.”

 

“A hanyou?” Ami asked. “Like the legend of the Shikon no Tama's Inu Yasha?”

 

Sango was silent as Ami's eyes widened in surprise.

 

“Wait. You're names'… Sango, Miroku, Kagome, Inu Yasha…. Those are all names from that legend!”

 

“Maybe their parents were all fans of the legend?” Minako asked.

 

“I somehow doubt it,” Rei said. “I've always suspected there was more to you four.”

 

“Yeah well now ya know!” Inu Yasha responded, half expecting a smart remark from Kouga. When none came just about everyone looked to where he lay.

 

“Isn't that cute?” Gushed Kagome.

 

Kouga had fallen asleep as had Makoto. The two were resting practically side by side with their foreheads touching gently. Unnoticed to Kagome however was the slight sparks of jealously that were felt by Minako, Ami and some of the other senshi. The tender moment was ended with a rather unexpected interruption.

 

“Excuse me fair one,” Miroku's voice chimed in. “I was wondering if you'd be interested in being my child?”

 

“Mi-RO-ku!” Sango snarled.

 

The senshi in question raised an emerald colored eyebrow. This was not a situation she'd expected. “No.”

 

“Ah well. Can't blame me for asking,” Miroku responded as Sango slugged him.

 

“Yes I can!” Sango snarled.

 

 

Naraku looked over Crystal Tokyo with a sneer. This city was his, nobody realized it yet, but they would soon enough. And once he got the Queen's gem, he would rebuild the dead planet in his image. His mind slowly turned to the void demon behind him.

 

“You have returned Kanna,” Naraku stated.

 

Kanna nodded.

 

“Did you find her?”

 

Kanna nodded again.

 

“Then where is she?”

 

“Dead.”

 

“I see,” Naraku frowned. It would have been good to have her in his service again, but it didn't really matter. He had Kohaku, Kanna and his other three `children' to help him. He looked over his shoulder at the four glowing pots in the antechamber to his suite of rooms.

 

Kagura's loss was a very minor blow to him, but in the end it doesn't matter. “No matter. Soon enough there will be more to replace her!” Naraku responded as his sinister laughter echoed over the city.

 

TBC