InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Chaos ❯ Past Events ( Chapter 4 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha, YuYu Hakusho (As much as I'd love to) or any of the anime/manga characters.

Warnings: Mild Language, Violence

Past Events

 

“What are you talking about? You make it sound like she was protecting you or something.”

Kagome glared at the ground, spreading her aura to keep an `eye' on Kagura.

“Alright, I don't like reliving my stay there, so I'm making this quick,” she said quietly. “While I was turning into a demon, she kept me alive long enough to complete the transformation.”

“You still haven't told us how you became a demon,” Kurama pointed out.

“As I've said before, it's not important,” Kagome sighed. “I can't make myself human by undoing the process.”

“How did she help you?” Keiko asked, bringing Kagome's attention away from Kurama.

“There were a lot of demons that wanted to kill me in that castle. Because of the Shikon, or because I was a miko. It didn't really matter, they wanted to tear me apart… And they would have. I could barely move, and I was in too much pain to defend myself… That's why I owe Kagura. She killed them to keep me alive, though I don't really know why.”

“Why would an enemy save you?” Kuwabara asked, scratching his head.

“I really don't know… But before I ran from the Sengoku Jidai, it had been almost three months since she attacked our group, and she wasn't there when Naraku…”

A distant look filled Kagome's eyes as she trailed off, but she quickly returned to her train of thought.

“She isn't an enemy, I think. She only ever really tried to kill us once, and she was almost killed. After that, it seemed like it was more of a hassle than anything for her.”

“So, she's not exactly an enemy?”

“Well, that's before I got back. I don't think I can call her a friend per se, but she saved my life in that castle for three days.”

“You keep mentioning Naraku, but you haven't told us anything about him,” Yusuke said, watching the look of anger that appeared at the name's mention.

“I really don't want to go into his story,” Kagome said, her eyes glued to the ground.

“What the hell'd this guy do to you, before capturing you?” Yusuke said, oblivious to her rising anger. It diminished slightly when her child crawled onto her lap, a reassuring smile on his face.

“Yusuke, you should probably stop talking,” Botan said, eyeing Kagome with caution.

“That's a rather interesting sword you have,” Kurama said, changing the subject. At this, Kagome brightened, obviously grateful for it.

“It's called the Tetsusaiga.”

“How did a human miko obtain such a weapon?” Hiei asked, surprising the rest of the group. He was rarely curious, and he had barely spoken two complete sentences since Kagome had arrived.

“It belonged to someone important to me, and they gave it to me when they died…”

There was a large amount of sadness in her voice as she'd spoken, and everybody noticed, including the children.

“It has quite a strong youki inside. Your friend must have been powerful,” Kurama said, gauging her reaction.

“He was. He even killed Naraku, though he somehow revived.”

“The owner of that sword was the inu hanyo, right?” Botan asked, bringing a proud smile to Kagome's face.

“Yeah. The sword that can slay a hundred demons with a single stroke. That's what they called the Tetsusaiga, because of an attack it can use called the Wind Scar.”

“The Wind Scar?”

“Yeah. How the attack works is kind of simplistic, really. Only a demon with human blood can even touch the sword, so most wouldn't be able to. Only hanyo, or me.”

“The thing shocked the hell out of me,” Yusuke grumbled.

“Really? Sorry about that… Anyone that it sees as a possible threat in any way gets the effects of its barrier. I never experienced it, but a friend of mine back in the Sengoku Jidai told me its shocks are really painful… So, you would have to be a hanyo with some form of animal demon as a parent with a strong sense of smell. Wolf, dog, cat, I would imagine anything like that…”

“And how does the attack work?” Keiko asked, curious.

“Originally, the youki in the blade reacted with the enemy's youki, creating a sort of `scar' in the air. Strike the scar and a massive wave of energy is released, causing massive destructive damage.”

“Quite an attack,” Kurama said, making sure to remember to be wary of the sword.

“Hold on. You said `originally.' It works differently now?” Botan asked.

Kagome, while feeling pain at the memories of Inuyasha, was almost to the point of bliss that the group was asking about something relatively harmless and not painful to her.

“It does… About two years ago, we ran across a demon that had slaughtered an entire village. We thought that, because of its size and slow movements, it was just a brutal, mindless demon that had killed for no reason other than instinct. But it turned out it wasn't brutal, and it definitely wasn't mindless… Inuyasha attacked it as soon as we found out it was a demon created by Naraku. Goshinki, the demon, caught the sword in his mouth. And, as though it weren't even there, snapped the Tetsusaiga in half with its teeth.”

“He was scary,” Shippo said, his small body shaking in Kagome's arms.

“If it was snapped in half, how is it still that strong?” Kuwabara asked, having gotten chills at the brief few seconds that the sword had been unsheathed.

“It's not `still' that strong. Inuyasha took the sword to its creator, and with the help of one of his own fangs, the sword was re-forged. Unfortunately, because Inuyasha had been relying too much on his father's fang, his own was incredibly heavy. He had a hard time swinging it more than a few inches. So, we went to slay a demon that Inuyasha's father had sealed named Ryuukossei.”

“The dragon?” Hiei asked, surprised out of his stoicism.

“Yeah,” Kagome said, noticing that the apparition was obviously embarrassed at the outburst. “All Inuyasha had to do was stab the demon and let Tetsusaiga drink in its youki… But Naraku beat us there, and the dragon was brought back to life. It was a brutal fight for Inuyasha, but in the end, he won. And, by killing the demon, he unleashed a new attack called the Backlash Wave. Because of it, the Wind Scar started to swirl around Tetsusaiga's blade, and Inuyasha could use it whenever he wanted…”

“So he could just swing his sword and release such a dangerous attack?” Kuwabara asked.

“Well, yeah… It's a powerful attack, but Naraku was strong enough to form a shield against it eventually… It was really quite a challenge. Every time Naraku got stronger, Inuyasha did as well to beat him, and then Naraku would find a way to be even stronger… With the last of his strength, Inuyasha killed Naraku. Somehow he's still alive, though…”

“How'd you get the sword?” Yusuke asked with confusion evident in his voice.

“Inuyasha… he gave the sword to me right before he died…”

With that, the questions stopped and the group sat in silence for a while. Suddenly, there was a pained gasp and Kagome disappeared…

 

Kagome POV

I reached Kagura's room to find her writhing in pain, though she had no wounds. I gently grabbed her shoulders, willing her to wake up.

Deep, scarlet eyes slowly opened and focused on me.

“Are you alright?”

“Alright isn't the right word,” she sighed. “But I'm alive. Thanks to you,” she added.

“How much did you hear?”

A small smile formed on her pale face before she looked up at the roof.

“Enough to know that you aren't afraid of me.”

“Well, you did save my life.”

“I don't really know why…”

I looked at the confused frown on her face, and sighed.

“How did he find out?”

At that, her eyes widened, and I felt the rush of fear that hit her.

“Kagura, he's not here, and he doesn't know where you are,” I said, trying to calm her down. “How did he find out?”

The fear was replaced by anger, and I watched in shock as her peaceful-appearing face tightened with hatred.

“Apparently, he put a Saimyousho in your cell. And it watched me kill those weaklings. He told me after you got away. I acted as though I'd done it out of boredom, which may have been true. But about two days ago, I slipped up.”

“Kagura… I am so sorry…”

“Why?” she asked, surprised.

“He did this because of me,” I said, unable to keep the anger from my voice.

“He did it because he's a psychotic bastard that doesn't give a damn,” she bit out.

“I know. But if it weren't for me-”

“I wouldn't be alive, if that's what you can call it, if it weren't for you.”

“While I mean no offense to you, if it weren't for me, things would be better for everyone. None of my friends would have died and you wouldn't have had to suffer like you have. My family would be alive…”

“Why not just use the jewel to bring them back?”

“I can't,” I sighed. “It would be a selfish wish, and my soul would be trapped inside of the Shikon until someone at some point destroyed the jewel. And while I don't fear damning my soul to bring my loved ones back, I'm afraid the impurity of the wish would affect them in some way when they came back…”

“That sucks. Tell me something, though. Why didn't you wish when you first completed it?” Kagura asked, apparently feeling better.

I looked at the ground, the bad memories hitting me hard.

“To be honest, I thought that, as long as I had the jewel in my possession, I wouldn't have to worry and Naraku would just give up… I was painfully wrong…”

As I finished talking, I noticed that Kagura was beginning to pant and I put my hand to her forehead. Though there was no smoke coming from her skin, her skin felt as though there should have been.

Quickly, I looked out the window and could feel a nearby water source. I released my power, not caring that I hadn't shared it with the others. Water lifted through the air in a powerful torrent and I pulled it through the window, making it a thick coat around the sorceress's body.

“Hang on,” I said as the water was hit with a strong wind and froze. Slowly, the heat of her body began to disappear as the ice was melted down.

I gingerly touched her forehead to find that it was still on fire, but not white-hot any more.

“What was that?” she asked, her eyes wide in surprise.

“I've been practicing,” I said, smiling slightly. “Not that I'm you, but I found out that I can sustain a small amount of control over air when I first got here. I remembered how your youki moved when you attacked, and after some training, I got to be able to do some similar attacks.”

“I see… Quite impressive, for a human,” she said, eyeing me warily.

“I'm still a miko,” I puffed out. “I could see auras even that first time you showed up, but on a lot smaller scale.”

“I remember. Your hanyo nearly blew me apart,” she said, glaring.

“That was almost four years ago, which would be centuries longer for you,” I sighed. “And that was the only time that he really tried to kill you, because it was the only time you really made any attempt at him,” I added defensively.

“True,” she sighed. “Why do I feel so hot?”

More water came through the window at my call, though at a much smaller scale this time.

“I don't know. Your injuries are healed, though your energy's still almost gone. If I had control over my miko qi, I could heal you better.”

“It's been nearly three weeks and you still haven't regained control?” she asked, her curious tone stopping me from yelling a response.

“No. I've been learning to control my youki so it doesn't kill me, but I haven't figured out how to use my miko powers again. Yet.”

“I'd thought that you had gotten control over the youki, considering how you escaped,” she said, staring up at the ceiling.

“Hate's a very good motivation. I was building that up the entire time I was there after I finished transforming.”

She apparently didn't feel like following that with a question about a miko feeling hate, for which I was grateful.

“You know, despite the pain, I somehow felt right saving you,” she said suddenly, surprising me. “I have no idea why, but for some reason, I didn't want you to die.”

I sensed someone standing at the doorway, but opted to ignore their presence as long as possible.

“If we're on the topic of things that don't make logical sense, your pain's one of the top items on my `Why I should kill Naraku' list, right after the slayer village, Kohaku, and Inuyasha's death.”

“You actually have a list?” she asked, incredulous.

“Well, not literally. Just a whole lot of reasons.”

“As you currently have no family left, I suggest you run.”

I saw the seriousness in her expression, and heard the serious tone of voice she used, but I couldn't help but laugh. Her reaction was a heated glare.

“Sorry, sorry. It's just that, after everything he's done, I can't let it go. It's my duty, as the one that gave him the power he has, to end his existence… And I do have at least some family left.”

“Really?”

“Two sons and a daughter, as well as a cousin.”

“Ah, those children with your group,” Kagura nodded, apparently remembering them.

“Yeah… I never thanked you. For saving Kohaku and the others…”

“Don't thank me. I do what I please, and what pleased me was to piss off Naraku.”

“Still… They'd be dead if you hadn't intervened, and for that I'm grateful beyond words.”

“The miko still died,” she retorted, as though my thanks was an insult.

At that, I shut up. I knew when I'd been outwitted, and bringing Kikyo up was a very sore subject.

I suddenly became more aware of the presence at the doorway and sighed.

“What, Kurama?”

“It's not my intention to interrupt you, but there's someone here for you.”

At that, I spun around.

“Who?”

“She says she is a descendent of someone named Onigumo. She has quite a strong youki.”

As soon as the word `Onigumo' had left the fox's mouth, I vanished from sight, moving through the building quickly and finding a tall, black-haired woman with pale skin standing by the stairway.

“Are you Kagome Higurashi?” she asked as soon as she spotted me.

Quickly taking a look at her aura, I felt a strange sense of wrongness, but I couldn't place it. She did have a powerful youki, but that didn't make it evil. Her aura, however, had dark splotches throughout it, as though red and black paint had been thrown over a white backdrop. And there was pure, malicious evil in her eyes. That's usually a good warning sign.

“I am. And you're leaving,” I bit out, making her smirk.

“Oh, don't be so quick to throw me out,” she said, looking around. I then noticed that there were only four auras nearby. Mine, hers, Kagura's, and Kurama's, though that technically made five counting his spirit.

“Don't think I can't beat you if you try to attack me,” I said, glaring at her.

“Oh, I wouldn't dream of it. I was simply sent to retrieve my dear sister, who my father misses so dearly.”

I took two steps back and the wind began to whip around me.

“Leave or die. Your pick,” I said pointedly.

“Oh, you won't do anything. Not with the knowledge that there's no help coming to your rescue and Naraku knows where you're hiding now. I have to say, that's quite a treat. I got here by following my dear sister's aura, and found two brilliant gemstones to take back with me.”

“Something the matter?”

Her eyes narrowed at Kurama, who had appeared behind me.

“Oh, look, a fox. But then, you always were partial to the canines, weren't you?” she added, making my eye twitch. “How many does he make? Three and a half?”

Her eyes were dancing with amusement as I felt my claws growing.

“No wait. He's just an Avatar… I guess that combined with that other weakling, that would make three, wouldn't it? A dog, a wolf, a fox, and another dog. Quite the bitch in heat, aren't you?”

Her eyes widened as I launched, my claws heading for her throat. She quickly spun under my arm and I found a sword at my throat.

“Oh, be nice. By the way, I'm Kagehime,” she said, a sadistic sneer on her face as she dug the blade into my shoulder, missing my throat because I spun away too fast to hit it.

 

A/N:

Cliffhanger! Sorry, it took so long to get this out, but things kept coming up. That being said, I enjoyed writing this one a lot as a stress reliever, and I like the result. Sorry for the late update; hopefully will have the next chapter out soon.

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