InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Against All Odds ❯ Chapter Ten ( Chapter 10 )

Author’s Note:

I do consider this a late update. At least, for me anyways. I’m going to try to make up for it! But my next few updates might be slow and I’m sorry. I seem to have come down with a cold. I hope you all enjoy this next chapter and the…epic end to this chapter. No, the story isn’t over yet. There is still more yet to be written. :]


Chapter Ten

Inuyasha didn’t know what the fuck was going on. That bastard spawn of Naraku’s had saved Kagome’s life? Like hell! He knew better. He knew Naraku better than that and anything born of Naraku…His mind couldn’t conceive of anything that was born of Naraku harboring any sense of right and wrong, anything akin to mercy. He knew better. He just didn’t know how right he was until the baby turned those familiar brown eyes his way. The baby never moved, never gave any indication that it was going to attack. He didn’t feel a flare up of power to even bring up any form of defense before the child attacked.

There was nothing there, but that didn’t stop the heavy force from slamming into him, effortlessly throwing his body across the room and through the heavy wall of Miasma. Inuyasha had known he was on the edge of losing control and the pain going through his body magnified that ten times. He held on to that last shred of dignity because seeing that baby, seeing the glee on Narkau’s face, he could focus. His point of view was directed towards one thing and that was killing Naraku first and foremost. No matter the calm place he had found inside himself, the moment his body crashed through that wall of miasma, burning pain tore through him and that pain took everything he had. His mind howled at the agony of the poison searing his skin, the poison that filled his body and the numbness that followed.

Kagome watched in utter disbelief at the strength, pure self-centered strength that tore through Inuyasha, easily tossing him back as if he weighed nothing. One wave of energy, one thought had sent Inuyasha clear across the room and through their ‘prison’ as if that too, was nothing.

“How could you?” She whispered, lifting her eyes to Naraku’s form.

He turned towards her then, those dark, soulless eyes knowing her as no other had. He held the baby in his arms and turned fully so she had full view. “Do you see how perfect he is, Kagome? The power he has? The life he so effortlessly returned to you?”

Kagome wanted to turn away from those small, innocent like brown eyes. The eyes of a babe—so much like her own. So innocent yet capable of such knowledge, so much power and malignant.

“How dare you?” Kagome whispered again, finally moving. If she could just reach the Jewel, if she could just purify it, then Naraku would be finished. With the Jewel embedded in his body, he wouldn’t stand a chance against the Purification. But as she searched, her mind frantically trying to pinpoint any sense of power, she couldn’t find it. She remembered what Naraku had said. She was no longer capable of controlling the Jewel. The powers she had attained as a Priestess were gone. She had to do something. Naraku lied and he did it without remorse. He had done it in the past and he could have done it then. She just couldn’t stand there and let him kill Inuyasha. The baby in his arms, she couldn’t allow it to kill him either.

That baby didn’t want—wouldn’t—let her die. She was taking a chance, one she was willing to take if she was wrong. Kagome didn’t stop to think of the consequences; consequences be damned. She pushed herself to her feet and her knees almost buckled as nausea rose. She held her ground. Throat dry, she took a step towards Naraku. She didn’t even make it the two steps that would have taken her to him.

The snarl that roared off the walls and echoed in the room sent chills down her spine, familiar in its animosity. Naraku slammed back, a blur of red and white striking him. Kagome stared, as if in slow motion, but her attention wasn’t on the blood that splattered from Naraku’s front. The baby in his arms skidded out of his arms, jerking up into the air. Her eyes followed as gravity finally took hold and the child was ground bound. Inches from the ground, from splattering that innocent body on the ground, a force-field sheltered up around him, keeping him suspended mid-air.

Kagome spun around, her eyes wide, her shoulders tense as she surveyed the grunting Naraku. He held his ground but he couldn’t defend himself against the bodily wounds Inuyasha was throwing his way, one after another. The look in his eyes was shocked, growing darker by the second and foreboding. She understood the reason why he felt a sense of ill fortune. As she caught glimpses of Inuyasha through the swings, his claws tearing through Naraku’s chest, she could see the twin marks on his cheeks and flashes of his eyes.

“Inuyasha.” Kagome whispered, her hands clenching into tight fists. She should have known how close he was to losing control. The captivity he had been in, something he had always held in contempt, something he despised. She should have known, felt that he was on the edge but she hadn’t and now, Inuyasha’s demon was attacking Naraku. She knew Inuyasha and she knew his demon. Naraku was the most powerful Demon here and Inuyasha’s demon would consider him the biggest threat. That wasn’t the only thing. Naraku and that child had attacked Inuyasha. His demon would remember that last, brutal attack.

Naraku was a fool, Kagome knew that. How could he have thought he knew Inuyasha’s Demon, that he could think that he could control him—overpower him? He’d never fought Inuyasha’s demon and he had never seen him. He knew, yes, but that wasn’t the same as experience. God, Inuaysha’s demon wouldn’t stop at pain and It knew no sanity, no way of right or wrong. She didn’t even expect the swift and brutal way that Inuyasha’s Demon took to Naraku, slashing and hacking. His Demon didn’t stop; he barely even appeared to be breathing. Everything focused on his foe, his rage, his hatred.

Kagome hadn’t expected it to end so quickly. She hadn’t expected Naraku to be so weak against Inuyasha’s Demon. Not even the demons in Naraku’s body stood a chance. Inuyasha’s demon went straight for the one thing that kept Naraku alive. Not the Jewel and not his demons. His heart. When he ripped it out of Naraku’s chest, he took everything. The loud suction sound had nausea rising but she barely paid it heed. Within seconds it was over. His Demon had left nothing for Naraku to rejuvenate with.

Naraku had been fool enough to bind his body; his very soul to the Jewel and with the Jewel no longer in his body, there was nothing. No way to heal what his body, his life, was losing.

Kagome felt tremendous relief because she could feel the essence of Naraku, the vile mark he’d left on the world fading. Just like that…Just like, in a matter of seconds Naraku was dead. Naraku was dead.

“You fool—“ Kagome whispered. “—you wanted him to turn full demon. Now you burn in hell.” It was over. It was over. The pain and the suffering, everything wrought by Naraku’s hand was over. It didn’t seem possible, it even seemed too easy but Kagome knew it. This feel, this kind of death couldn’t be faked.

Kagome turned towards Inuyasha’s heaving form, his body taking in deep, heavy breaths. “Inuyasha.” He didn’t so much as acknowledge her and she knew why. Time hadn’t changed his Demon. He didn’t know her. He didn’t know Miroku and Sango. He didn’t remember her. Kagome did the only thing she could do, the only thing that would force him out of his transformation without killing him. She said the one word that she vowed she would never say again because after this.

“Inuyasha…sit.”

When this was over she would remove that cursed necklace. She wouldn’t have anything binding him to her, not like that. She said the words and watched as the beads around his neck flared to life, burning bright. The heavy weight jerked him down, bringing him to his knees before the necklace flared brighter, forcing him lower. But Kagome watched, something in her eyes flickering as he caught himself on his hands and knees, a warning, threatening growl rumbling in his chest as Inuyasha’s Demon fought the Beads of Subjugation.

“Inuyasha, sit.” Kagome said it again. The force of that should have had him lying in a crater in the ground but she watched, disbelief in her gaze, as his Demon remained on his hands and knees, his muscles visibly quivering as he fought, struggled to remain on his hands and knees—refusing to give into such power.

It wasn’t possible!

She watched as he struggled beneath the weight of the Necklace and then, unbelievably, he pushed himself up on two feet, half bent over. The muscles in his arms bulged as his Demon fought the weight. It wasn’t until then that she realized just exactly how powerful Inuyasha’s Demon was. His Father had given him Tessaiga for a reason. To bind the Demon.

“Inuyasha—sit.” Kagome said again, caution in her voice. She sucked in a sharp breath as the Beads flared to life again. She saw the visible jerk as Inuyasha’s Demon hissed, his fingers flexing as he struggled and then as the Necklace tried to jerk his restraining body into submission—

“Sit.”

The Beads broke.

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