InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Chaos ❯ Escape ( Chapter 8 )

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

Warnings: Gore and Violence

Escape

Kagome POV

As I woke up, I immediately knew I was in trouble. Of course, the chains rattling every time I moved and the incredibly cold feeling of ice under my exposed legs were good indicators.

Slowly, my eyes slid open to reveal that I was in a long hallway filled with cells. My eyes widened at the other occupants.

“Kagura!”

“It's about time you woke up,” she said, smirking. “I was afraid you'd miss out on all the fun.”

“How long have we been here?” I asked, sitting up and trying to cover my exposed flesh, which raised another question. “And why am I naked? They didn't do anything to me, did they?”

“We're not low enough to touch a kuromiko,” a voice grumbled nearby, bringing my attention to the three men sitting by a large door.

“I see… So, why am I naked?” I asked, getting annoyed.

“We took your sword, and since your modesty wasn't really a concern, we used them to protect ourselves from the shocks.”

“You took Tetsusaiga!?” I asked, anger quickly filling me.

“Yeah. The scientists are trying to find a way to break its barrier so they can destroy it.”

At that, I stood up. Or at least tried to. As I was halfway into a crouch, the collar around my neck suddenly made itself known and I fell backward with a choked gasp.

“Yeah, you're not going anywhere, bitch. You killed my men.”

“You're men tried to kill three innocent children,” I snarled back, my demonic senses raising warning bells in my head. “And I think your scientists will have a hell of a time replacing the people that die trying to break my sword. It's stronger than you bastards.”

“Oh, we're not worried,” another guard sneered, causing my lips to twist in a snarl.

“Just tell us where the jewel is and we'll give you your punishment for killing the soldiers. In a few centuries, you can be on your way,” the other said before yawning.

At that, I threw back my head in a laugh, causing all three to glare at me.

“You think that you can get my charge from me!? You can't do shit!” I snapped, bringing all three from their seats. “And once I get out of here, I'm going to make sure you don't find me next time.”

“Tough words. But you should know that we're only here to baby sit your friend here while you're being interrogated. I doubt you'll last long.”

As if on cue, the door they'd been in front of slid opened and a tall, pale man came out, his eyes going right to me.

“Is she the one?”

“Yeah,” the lead guard said, a sadistic smirk on his face.

The man walked over to me and suddenly, I was being lead from the cage, chains detached from the floor to come with me.

“Kagome-”

“It'll be alright, Kagura. Just hang tight, okay? We're in it together.”

“Yeah, give `em hell,” she said, smirking.

Slowly, I was pulled inside and the chains around me were strapped to a wall.

“Well now, you look like the kind of girl who will break too easily. I like challenges,” the man said, frowning. “Can you just tell me? I'd rather not stain my tools with unnecessary blood.”

I looked to his right and found a table of `tools'. The various devices made my heart speed up to triple its original speed, the multiple blades gleaming in the light.

“Those are going to be painful, for the record. They're designed to cause the least amount of damage while causing devastating pain. You won't die for a long time,” the man said, seeing where I was looking.

“Isn't this Heaven? What the hell happened to angels playing harps in the clouds and the peaceful afterlife?”

“I think you're confused. This isn't Heaven. This is just where you go before you move on to Heaven… or Hell,” he added, glaring at my red eyes.

“Thanks for the clarification. Can we just get on with this? You'll crack before I do,” I said, smirking. “The weapons used to torture me before were bigger, sharper, and he wasn't afraid to put me right on the brink of death to get what he wanted. And he still doesn't know where the jewel is, after seven days of it. He made me into a demon! What can you possibly hope to achieve, little man?”

With a sigh, the man picked up one of the duller, thicker knives and pulled me further into the room by my chains.

“Let's find out, shall we?”

And then, without warning, he spun and I winced as the blade dug into my forearm, drawing blood almost immediately…

 

I fell to the floor, gasping for air as he pulled the whip back again.

“Had enough?” the interrogator barked, the numerous agonizing welts on my skin burning anew at the contact with the freezing floor.

“Ha! It's barely been a day! I'm good for a while,” I said, forcing myself to stand up.

“Don't act tough. You can't move close enough to hit me, and I de-clawed you after that last little stunt,” he said, causing me to smirk at the memory of his flesh giving under my attack.

“My claws will grow back soon enough.”

“And that's why you're there, and I'm here, isn't it?”

And then, he cracked the whip down again, the five prongs biting into my skin and yet somehow not breaking any flesh…

 

I dropped to my knees, gasping desperately for air. Another bolt of electricity shot through the chains and into my pained body before the charge was gone, bringing with it a new wave of fried nerves.

“Ready to talk? While I'm impressed with your commitment, it's only been two days, and you won't last for much longer.”

At that, I lifted my head, covered in the bruises of his desperation.

“Not likely. So far, you've had to resort to using your bare hands to even get me to bleed, you bastard. You won't beat me that easily!”

With a snarl, he flipped the switch again. After he'd turned the dial above it. The increased voltage actually lifted me from the ground as more of my nerves became electrified and the already-fried ones' sensitivity increased the pain. I couldn't stop the scream that tore from my throat, nor could I ignore the look of satisfaction on his face.

The power cut off and I fell limply to the ground, glaring up at him.

“Really, enough's enough. Just tell me where the damned jewel is.”

“What's wrong? I thought you liked a challenge,” I mocked. “What does your King even want with it, anyway?”

“It's too dangerous to leave in the hands of a human, since she might give it to a demon.”

At that, I started rolling with laughter, though the pain quickly put a stop to that.

“You think I'd give it to some demon!? I became a demon protecting it and I will die to make sure nobody but I know where it is!”

“Ah, that sounds like a challenge to me,” he said, smiling sadistically. “Should we make it level 10?”

“Go ahead, do your worst,” I bit out. “Because I'll take the jewel's location with me to the grave!”

At that, he turned the dial again and pulled the lever. Sparks flew from my chains as it arched into my body. I watched as my skin slowly burned to the point of smoking, and when the energy cut off, agony tore through me, making me spasm on the floor.

A cough let blood flow to the ground, and I moved to sit on my knees, glaring up at the man, though I smirked.

“You'll have to do better…”

 

The knife dug into my burnt skin, slowly cutting away the destroyed flesh. As it cut, I bit back my screams. But when ice water was then thrown on the bleeding, scarred, fleshless wounds, I couldn't, and my entire body went rigid at the agony, which was greater than anything in the past two days.

“Just give up! You won't die for a while, but if you don't tell me, I'm going to have to clean your blood from my delicate tools.”

I fell to the ground, whimpering as the pain filled my arms, which were now bleeding profusely everywhere but where my wrists were chained.

Closing my eyes, I silently begged my youki to give room to my miko qi to heal me. Slowly, the destroyed nerves and tissue of my body repaired itself while maintaining the illusion of the damage. The pain slowly lessened from a suicidal-thought causing agony to an irritation.

I forced myself not to smirk as I rose to my feet, the skin tearing off my legs due to the cuts he'd given me there.

“You're going to die pretty soon.”

“You know something?” I asked, my claws beginning to glow.

“What?”

“I'm through with this. I'm going to kill you.”

At that, he laughed, poking my chains.

“Oh yeah!? How!? You're barely able to stand upright, your body's probably numb beyond muscle function at this point, and you've lost close to a lethal amount of blood for a human! Your sword's with Koenma, your friend's in a cage, and your miko powers won't work! So tell me! How!?”

He brought the blade down, cutting my arm to the bone. I let loose the loudest scream yet and he laughed as blood splattered on the floor.

His laughter cut off as my youki flared, along with my fangs growing and my eyes bleeding red. As my wound healed, the illusion over the others dropped to reveal my almost-perfect form. I could see my reflection in his blade and smirked at the fear in his eyes.

“I'm a miko, and have never hated anyone,” I said, making his eyes widen. “Congratulations, you're only the second!”

Before he could move, I released my power and the chains exploded. My claws sharpened and began to glow with the black energy of my hatred. And then, I moved, and the room was colored in the scarlet spider webs of his blood, splattered on nearly every surface as the chunks of his body went in different directions. And then, I turned to the door and walked through…

 

Narrator POV

Blood-curdling screams filled the mostly empty corridor, causing the only occupants to cringe.

“Damnit! That bitch should shut up already! Geez!” one of the guards grumbled.

“Well, the interrogators do go a bit overboard,” the other sighed. “But it's really amazing, that a human can handle this kind of pain. It's been three days of nothing but torture. How in the hell is she this strong?”

“Well, she's not the jewel's guardian for nothing,” the third guard said, sitting in front of the only occupied cell. “You're her friend, what do you think?”

A snort was heard from inside, and the guards turned to see a condescending look on the woman's face.

“I think that soon, everyone here will be killed, at this rate. She's far stronger than you can imagine.”

“Tch. She can't purify anyone, and we have that sword of hers. She ain't too tough without those.”

“You'd be surprised,” the woman said with a shrug. “Either way, I'm really looking forward to the havoc she'll bring with her out of that room.”

“She's been in there three days, bitch. Whatever resistance she has left will be gone soon, and then she'll be begging for it to stop. She'll tell us what the King wants to know.”

“I guess we'll see, won't we?”

Suddenly, the loudest scream yet filled the air and power tore free, clawing at those who dared harm their master.

The doors slowly opened and out stepped Kagome, blood covering her body everywhere and her claws glowing with a dark youki filled with malice.

“The prisoner's escaped! Kill her!”

The guards moved to strike her when suddenly, she disappeared. She reformed with her left claw through one of their throats and the other disappeared into the second one's chest. On the other side, in her clenched hand, was his beating heart, which quickly exploded when she released her youki.

The guards fell to the ground and Kagome focused on the leader, who had drawn a crossbow.

“You need to die!”

He pulled the trigger and, as the bolt flew through the air, the demoness smirked. With no effort, she reached out and caught it before it even came close to hitting her.

“You pissed me off.”

Quickly, she spit in his face, surprising the man. The surprise quickly turned to screams of agony and terror as the spit became dark yellow and his skin began to melt underneath it.

“Let's get going, Kagura,” she said before the lock on the cage, along with the chains holding the witch down, dissolved.

Quickly, she rose and walked over to Kagome, who had the signs of torture covering her back.

“Kagome, why'd you wait so long?”

“I was building my energy. If I didn't kill him, the whole thing wouldn't have worked. Now let's go find someone that I can scare into opening a portal for us…

 

As the two emerged in Koenma's office, they found the toddler-appearing demi-god locked in an argument with Yusuke. Around them was everyone else from the detective's group, as well as Yukina and Botan.

“It's not right!”

“I know, Yusuke,” Koenma sighed. “But my father doesn't trust her with that jewel, and I can't do anything about it. Until she tells the interrogator where it is, she's stuck down there.”

At that, Kagome cleared her throat, surprising both of them.

“I found another way out. Where's my sword?”

Koenma, too shocked by her appearance to think straight, merely pointed to the sword floating by the door. Despite the barrier around it, she simply reached inside and grabbed it, though the skin of her arm practically melted because of it.

“How are you outside?” Koenma finally managed to ask.

“I got sick of losing blood,” she said, shrugging as she grabbed the handle of her sword. Slowly, she pulled it out, letting her youki flow. “Open a portal for me.”

“Are you nuts!? You broke free of imprisonment!?” Koenma barked, watching as his door exploded.

A small army rushed inside, their target obvious.

“By order of King Enma, you're to be executed, miko! For your crimes against Reikai and the Ningenkai, your soul will be destroyed so the jewel will also disappear! Any last words?” the leader of the army asked.

Kagome finished drawing her blade and a cruel smirk formed on her face.

“I have several `last words' for you.”

She lifted the blade over her head and massive sparks of youki crackled along the weapon's edge, giving it a dark aura.

“I'll give you a choice. Let me go or I'll blow you all apart, along with half of this palace.”

The dead seriousness in her tone made the men draw their weapons, taking aim for her heart.

“Shit, this is bad! Botan, open a portal!” Yusuke barked.

The ferrywoman looked frantically at Koenma, who was staring with wide eyes at the events before him.

“Woman, if you open a portal, you'll be aiding the escape of a criminal and will be charged with treason,” a guard barked. “And all of you with the hanyo will be charged if you don't stop her!”

The youki gathering around Kagome's sword became a brilliant, black aura that flowed in a large, misty cloud around the room.

“You should've gotten to me before Naraku. Meidou Zanget-”

A massive power filled the room and suddenly, Kagome was gone, through a portal where she'd been standing. The witch immediately disappeared after her.

“What the hell!?”

“Damnit, Botan! Yusuke, I'm sending your team out,” Koenma growled. “Go get her, and bring her back.”

Yusuke immediately understood the way out Koenma'd gotten to, and suppressed a smirk.

“You got it, toddler.”

With that, the detective, along with everybody else but the guards and the prince, were gone, the portal closed.

 

“Prince Koenma, you just let a traitor and the hanyo, who seems to be friends with the escaped prisoner, disappear through a portal to God knows where!” the guards' leader bellowed.

“Nonsense. The prisoners escaped, and I sent my team in after them, in order to bring them back in custody. Botan will open a portal back here for them when they catch the prisoners, because she's more afraid of the consequences if she doesn't.”

With a growl, the guards disappeared from the Prince's destroyed office.

“Botan, I hope for your sake that Kagome can kill that demon, or we're all going to get it,” he sighed before calling for repairs…

 

A/N:

Well, there's chapter 8! I really enjoyed writing this, and am sorry for those readers who are squeamish, but I hope you all enjoyed reading this. My next chapter will be out shortly.