InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Angel ❯ Changing Tactics ( Chapter 35 )

Chapter Thirty-Five:

Changing Tactics

His heart was pounding wildly; his foot falls thundering in his ears.

He was scared.

Terrified.

The evil energies behind him were drawing closer and closer. He'd be damned before he gave himself over to those bastards.

His heavy breathing echoed of the stone walls. His panicked mind could barely navigate through the maze like temple he had lived in for over a century. He had thought they had died, but here they were, alive and well, hunting him down like an animal. Fujian nearly cried when he came up to a dead end. Doubling back, he ran the way he had come and took a right.

As he rounded another corner, a sharp pain in his side nearly knocked the breath from his laboring lungs.

Frustration gripped him, now was not the time for a fucking cramp! Any obstacle would bring them closer to him. He could not let that happen. Not now, not ever again. If they got what they wanted from him, no one would be able to stop them. It would mean the end of the world as he knew it.

Fujian turned the corner, trying to remember where the exit was located but failed miserably. The temple had been designed almost like a maze to confuse enemies when it was under attack. When he had first joined the temple, he had been forced to learn every inch of the grounds.

It had taken months of diligent study for him to memorize the passages, and even longer to be able to find his way with a blindfold on. Now, his mind was completely blank.

He couldn't remember a damn thing.

His heart nearly stopped as he came to another dead end. Turning, he ran in the opposite direction, but to his horror the dark figures of two men blocked his escape. Taking two steps back, Fujian cowered in fear.

"Finally you stopped running, shit. I was about to get pissed off," the blue haired male said, taking a step forward.

Legs shaking uncontrollably, Fujian held on to the wall for support. Feeling warm liquid drip down his leg, he looked down, realizing he was soiling himself.

"You sick fuck, what the hell is the matter with you?" the blue haired male shouted in disgust.

The other male began to advance.

Fujian huddled into a corner of the dead end, trying to make himself as small as possible, wanting to merge into the very wall. The brown haired male towered over him. Fujian trembled so bad he crumbled to the ground.

"You know why we are here, don't you, Fujian?" the male asked.

Too terrified to speak, Fujian could only look up at the male in sheer terror, his face losing color turning his green face a light green. He felt sick to his stomach. The evil surrounding the men was overwhelming.

He held back bile.

The last thing he needed to do was vomit on them. He'd be dead before he could draw a breath.

"Give us the name of the person that creates the accelerants and you will not have to suffer," the brown haired male said.

Fujian felt as though he would pass out any second. He was beyond fear, had reached a new level of terror he had never thought possible.

"Hey! Are you fucking deaf?" the blue haired male yelled.

"Who creates the accelerants?" the other male asked again.

"C-Circies-"

Fujian suddenly found himself in pain, his nose bleeding. He lay on the floor, hoping he would not be struck again. The blue haired male that had struck him stood glaring down at him, hands on hips.

"What the fuck do you take us for? Circies died decades ago after making us the accelerants. Who makes the accelerants now?"

"I…don't kno-"

He was seeing stars now. He was sure this hit had broken his jaw. The blue haired male looked angrier than before.

"Next time I'm gonna start breaking some bones," he warned cracking his knuckles.

Fujian closed his eyes.

He would have to endure their torture until death claimed him; because there was no way in hell he would ever let them get their hands on the accelerants. Circies had made that mistake once; he would not let history repeat its self.

"What is the name of the person that makes the accelerants?" the other male demanded.

"I don't-"

His ears were ringing from the blue haired male's next blow. He could already feel his eyes swelling. As he lay on the ground, the blue haired male bent down and took a hold of his arm. Without a second thought, he snapped his arm in two. Fujian screamed in pain, cradling his broken arm against his chest.

"That refresh your memory?"

Fujian cried, rocking back and forth in agonizing pain. The blue haired beast picked him up by his collar and lifted him in the air. Fujian was a relatively small creature. Of eleven descendants, he was small, green and cowardly.

"Give me the name, and you won't have to suffer anymore,"

He had hoped to escape this encounter with his life, and keep his secret intact, but it looked like fate had other plans for him. Or maybe he had only been fooling himself into thinking he had a chance of staying alive. Whatever it was that he had thought, it vanished as he hung suspended in the air.

Looking up at the male through swollen eyes, Fujian spat in his face. His anger was instant and frightening. The male stood there for a long moment in absolute disbelief, the spittle running down his cheek. Dark energy exploded, burning the skin from Fujian's flesh. Before he could scream, he was flung against the stone wall, nearly blacking out from the pain. Wiping the spittle from his cheek, the blue haired male smiled.

"Now you've really pissed me off,"

Fujian lay in pool of blood. The blue haired male stood over him, licking his blood from his claws. He had long since gone numb from the pain. He could feel the life draining from his body, along with the angry frustration of his tormentor. The blue haired male grabbed him by his bloody shirt, lifted his broken body and brought him nose to nose.

"Give me the fucking name!" he screamed in rage.

Fujian tried to smile, but his lips refused to move. He was dying anyway; why not give them the name? It would not matter either way.

"Okay…..I'll…tell….you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

The brown haired male, who had sat quietly watching the blue haired male torture him, came forward.

"Who is the person that makes the accelerants?" he asked.

As the last bit of energy drained from his body he forced out the answer with a touch of amusement.

"It's…me…"

The last thing he saw before death claimed him was uncontrollable anger on the face of the blue haired male. What he had endured had almost been worth it to see that expression on that bastards face.

Almost…

Khaos threw the body against the stone wall, his anger reaching new levels. Ehvil watched dispassionately as Khaos attacked the body, ripping it apart. Pulling the heart from the shredded flesh, he devoured it in rage.

Well this would not bode well for them. With no one to make the accelerants they would be vulnerable to attacks, even death. They had not actually died centuries ago because they had had accelerants to preserve their lives until Ehvil had come along to remove the many guards and holy spells that had kept them bound. But now that there was no one to make the accelerants, they would no longer have that leeway. This time, if they died, they would stay dead.

"Let us head back," Ehvil said placing a hand on his shoulder.

Khaos jerked away, his anger still raging.

"That motherfucker," he seethed, fists clenched.

"There is naught we can do. We must return and deliver this news to big brother Vishious," Ehvil said calmly.

With an angry growl, Khaos turned away and stomped to the exit. Ehvil sighed. Khaos was not called the hot head of the group without good reason. His temper was as foul as his mouth. It was his biggest flaw.

Shaking his head, Ehvil followed.

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"The accelerants are all gone. The last person able to create them has died," Ehvil said.

Vishious closed his eyes, anger overtaking him. He ruthlessly pushed it back. Now was not the time for anger.

'Do you have any idea what this means?'

"Yes-"

'We need those accelerants!'

"There is no way to obtain them. We must do without them."

'WE CANNOT DO WITHOUT THEM. If we do not have those accelerants, then we will be vulnerable to death and if we are captured again, there will be no coming back.'

"I am aware of this, brother Vishious, but there is no way to get the accelerants now. We have no choice but to do without."

Vishious gnashed his teeth together. This was not how he had envisioned things to be once he returned.

"Big brother, I know this is something to worry about, but there are even bigger things we must focus our attention on,"

'The amulets,'

Ehvil nodded.

"Lady Kagome has the necklace already. There are only four amulets left. If she collects them all we are done."

Vishious sighed inwardly. Problem after fucking problem. He had more problems than he did when he had been imprisoned.

"I recommend splitting the group up to guard the amulets. We cannot touch the amulets, but we can keep them from obtaining them. "

Vishious thought about it. It was a pretty smart idea. Splitting them up to guard the amulets was the best course of action. It would insure that there was one of them there to stop them from gaining the amulet. Leave it to Ehvil to come up with such an idea. Ehvil was sort of the unofficially chosen advisor of the group. Ehvil had devised many a great plan that had benefited the group so far.

'Aye, that may be the best course of action.'

Decision made, Vishious called in the others. One by one the members of the Evil Seven entered the room. Khaos took a seat near the futon. Mahdness and Ensanity sat on the other side, while Ahgony leaned against the wall. Tourcher, not wanting to get his new cloths dirty took a seat on the window seat. When they had all settled, Ehvil explained.

"We have decided to split the group up."

"Split the group?" Tourcher asked.

"Aye, the amulets must be guarded. Lady Kagome already has the necklace. We cannot allow her to find any more. Without the accelerants we cannot take the risk."

"Without the accelerants? I thought you and Khaos went to go get the accelerants," Ahgony demanded.

"Have you used the last of your accelerant?" Ehvil inquired.

"Aye, I have. What happened to the other accelerants? And Circies?" he said.

He had used the last bit to heal himself after his fight with Tourcher.

"Circies is no longer living. The accelerants are gone; we took the last ones before we were captured. The male that created the accelerants goaded Khaos into killing him,"

"Fuck, you sent Khaos on that kind of mission?" Ahgony asked in disbelief.

"Fuck you, ya naked bastard. Why don't you get some goddamn cloths on?" Khaos said angrily.

"You been hanging out with Tourcher too long. Cloths are for women and pussies," Ahgony said with a cheeky grin.

'Enough' interrupted weakly.

All eyes fell on Vishious, laying on the futon. He didn't look any better since he had taken refuge here. His skin was a yellowish, pasty color and clammy to the touch. He was in and out of fevers. There were times where pain would hit, ranging from painful to excruciating. The poison was worse than they had originally thought.

Ensanity had knowledge of the healing arts, and had examined Vishious. The poison had spread to his organs, and seemed to be stuck there like glue.

It attacked his muscles, and bones, weakening him daily.

It took a toll on him when communicating telepathically with all of them at once.It would take a while before he would be his old self again.

"Tourcher, you will guard the amulet in the South. Khaos, you will guard the amulet in the North. Ahgony, you will guard the amulet in the West. Mahdness and Ensanity you will guard the amulet in the East. You can handle that, ne, Ensanity?"

Ensanity raised her brows, "Of course," she said.

She was actually looking forward to meeting up with Kagome and Sesshomaru. If she couldn't get him back with her, then she would kill him. If she couldn't have him no one could, least of all that dark haired slut.

She had plans of her own.

"Your main goal, as you know, is to capture Lady Kagome, alive and unharmed. She is to be treated as brother Vishious' mate. Sesshomaru is to be taken alive for torture if possible; however, if that is not possible, he is to be executed. Everyone understand?" Ehvil asked.

Everyone nodded.

"Ahgony, you are to leave now. They are already in the West so it will be easy for them to track down and recover the amulet."

"Gotcha," he said heading for the door.

Making his way through the castle, being sure not to step on the bloody, rotting bodies of dead soldiers, Ahgony smiled. Excitement bloomed in his chest. He was glad he would encounter them first. He had been aching to get at the hanyou again. He hadn't even gotten a chance to rip those furry ears off his head and make a necklace out of them.

He'd damn well be sure to do so this time.

Once outside, he transformed into his dragon form and took to the air. Opening himself to the amulets energy, he headed west towards it at a brisk pace.

He arrived at the location a few hours later; it was just around midday when he touched down at the swamp land where the amulet had been hidden. The land itself was dark, moist and humid, not a place human's would dowel. The perfect place to hide something noisy humans would not dig up. Still, he looked around, looking for signs of the land having been occupied. Satisfied no one had disturbed it, he transformed once more. The green energy of the amulet glowed beneath the murky waters of the swamp lake.

Hands on hips, Ahgony had to admit, he like this place. The tall trees blocked out most of the sunlight, making it look darker than it really was, and the overall mood was dark and gloomy. It would be a nice place to rest and wait, but he wasn't in the resting and waiting mood.

He needed to kill something. To destroy something and he need it now. Once more transforming, he leapt into the sky, flapping his wings to stay afloat as he looked for a nearby village. Wisps of smoke in the distance drew his attention. Flying towards the smoke, he could make out a large village.

He wagged his tail in anticipation as he hurried over to the village. Reaching his destination in a matter of minutes, he swooped down low, breathing hot, boiling fire as he went. Several huts caught fire.

The sound of screams filled his ears.

Ahgony dived again, making sure to take a mouthful of humans before he came up again. They screamed as he crushed them in his teeth, chewing vigorously, blood and saliva seeping down his mouth.

Licking the dripping blood from his mouth, he turned and dived once more.

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Sango stared up at Kagome in wonder. She was so beautiful. Her fur looked as silky smooth as her hair, shining in the morning sunlight. It was mesmerizing.

Kagome charged at the white dog, and bared her fangs. Her anger so great she could not think straight. She wanted to hurt him. Badly. Sesshomaru stood a few feet away from her. A lot larger than her in his demon form, but in her state of mind, Kagome could care less.

His sheer size and strength didn't intimidate her as it did Sango.

Eyes wide, mouth agape, Sango stood dumbstruck as Kagome stopped a few feet away from Sesshomaru and began to bark, shaking the very ground under her feet. The two dogs growled and barked at each other. They were clearly having a conversation, but what they were saying, Sango had absolutely no clue.

"What do you think you are doing, woman?" Sesshomaru barked.

"What the hell have you done to me?" Kagome roared back.

Sesshomaru turned his fluffy head to the side in confusion. At any other time, Kagome would have found it adorable. At the moment, the gesture just plain irritated the shit out of her. How dare he try and be cute when she was so damn angry at him?

"This Sesshomaru has done naught to you woman," he growled.

"Liar!" she barked, her fluffy blue-black tail swished in agitation.

Offended, he took a step forward, baring his fangs.

"Watch your tongue, female. This Sesshomaru does not lie,"

"I'll not watch my tongue! I am sick and tired of being stepped on! I'm tired of being overlooked! And I'm tired of you trying to control me!"

The wind picked up around her, her crimson eyes flashing. Demonic energy crackled in the air around her. Sesshomaru flared his own energy in response to the threat.

"You are new to your transformation, so I will excuse your words, however, you will cease and desist. Now."

Kagome stood, dumbfounded. Disbelieving that he had actually had the nerve to say that to her. With a roar, Kagome charged at the offending male. Sesshomaru braced himself as she slammed her body into his own. The two tumbled to the ground. The impact of their bodies sent of a gust of wind towards Sango.

Lifting her Hiraikotsu, Sango took cover as the wind head towards her, bringing dirt, leaves and rocks with it. As the wind died down, Sango looked back at the two dogs.

Kagome lay atop him, claws digging into his furred chest.

Sesshomaru tossed her aside with his hind legs and rolled to his feet. Kagome rolled once before hopping onto her feet as well. Eyes narrowed, the dogs circled each other.

"You will stop this now woman!" he roared in anger.

Kagome ignored him in favor of once more advancing on him. Rearing up on hind legs, she attacked. Sesshomaru reared up as well. Both sank their fangs into their opponent. Kagome barely felt his fangs in her shoulder as she clamped down on the side of his neck unknowingly injecting an intensely, toxic poison.

Sango cringed as the two began to bleed, Kagome bleeding worse than Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru felt the poison thundering through his veins.

Instantly, his body absorbed the poison, analyzed it and neutralized it within seconds. Had she injected a lesser being with such a lethal dose, they'd be dead within seconds. He, however, was a master of poison. There was not one poison on this earth that he was not immune to. Though it had not cause any damage, he was angry. For her to even attempt to take his life, it made him furious.

"Stand down female!" Sesshomaru barked.

"I was supposed to be hanyou! Why am I a full youkai?" she hissed.

"What difference does it make, woman? You are youkai now. What is done cannot be undone."

"You did something to me!" Kagome accused, blood dripping down her shoulder, "I know you did!"

"Aye, this Sesshomaru did alter the traditional mating ritual."

"Did you have to take everything from me? Being hanyou I was fine with! I would at least retain a piece of my humanity! Now I'll never be the same! No part of me is human anymore!"

Sesshomaru still failed to see what the problem was. What the hell was so good about being a human? Humans were weak and useless. She should be thanking him for improving her and yet she saw it as a bad thing, as if it was some colossal insult.

"This Sesshomaru does not understand your anger. You are no longer human, that is not a flaw."

"Did it ever occur to you that I was happy as a human being?"

"Nay, it did not. However the change was necessary."

"Necessary? How in the hell was it necessary?"

"This Sesshomaru's mate will be nothing less than a full fledged demon. Thus the change was needed."

He said it so calmly, so truthfully, as if what he was saying was logical that Kagome was completely shocked. Was he actually serious?

"Is this some sort of joke?" she hissed.

"This Sesshomaru does not tell jokes."

"That makes it even worse! Why the hell did you mate me if you didn't want a human mate?"

"You know very well the reason, woman."

"Sex? That's all you mated me for?" she barked in disbelief.

"That was merely a part of the reason."

"And the other part?" Kagome asked, not sure she even wanted to hear his answer.

"This Sesshomaru could not allow any of the other Lords to obtain the Northern lands."

Sango took cover behind a tree as Kagome's demonic energy spiraled out of control. Kagome attacked, her energy swirling around her like an angry cloak. Sesshomaru increased his own energy and braced himself. The two collided in a ground shaking explosion, a bright light blinding any on lookers. Sango screamed as she was thrown back into one of the many streams in the garden.

As the light diminished, Sesshomaru lay atop Kagome, his giant paws holding hers down. Leaning in close, fangs bared, he growled loudly in his throat.

"Submit, female," he growled.

"Fuck you Sesshomaru!" she growled back, struggling against him.

Sesshomaru's crimson eyes narrowed.

"You will not submit to this Sesshomaru?" he growled softly.

"NO!" she growled in rage.

"So be it,"

Before Kagome could react, Sesshomaru attacked, his fangs sinking into her neck, injecting a gush of poison. Kagome felt her body instantly go numb as the poison coursed through her body. Sesshomaru released her neck and looked down at her. Unable to mover her body, she stared up at him with hatred in her eyes. He leaned down to her fluffy ear, nuzzling the silky softness.

"Do not attack this Sesshomaru again, woman," he rumbled softly.

"I hate you," she sluggishly growled low in her throat.

Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes at that but said nothing as Kagome began to shrink back into her humanoid form. Sesshomaru followed suit, shifting back into his humanoid form. Kagome lay naked and limp on the ground, eyes locked on his. As Sesshomaru picked her up from the ground, her eyes spoke loudly.

She didn't want him touching her.

His eyes spoke even louder.

He could care less if she wanted him to touch her or not.

Her energy crackled against his skin. Though her body couldn't function, her anger more than made up for it. The energy was not ordinary energy. It was miko energy. To keep from burning, Sesshomaru cloaked his body in energy. The action made her angrier. Sesshomaru did not acknowledge her anger, merely carried her back into their castle.

Sitting in the stream, Sango watched as a naked Sesshomaru took an equally naked Kagome back inside.

Standing, she rung out her ponytail, shaking her head at the two.

What the hell had possessed Sesshomaru to mate with Kagome? They were in no way compatible.

This mating was heading towards disaster.

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Sesshomaru carried her back inside the castle, heading towards his wing of the castle. Her energy was still crackling, still trying to burn him, to harm him in some way. She was very persistent; he'd give her credit for that at least. He ignored the shocked servants, taking care to cover her naked body with his furry pelt and strolled up the stairs, cutting through halls and other short cuts.

Once in his room, laid her down in his bed, bringing the furs up and over her naked body. Sitting down next to her on the bed, he reached out, intending to stroke her cheek. Her energy crashed through his defenses. It didn't hurt, exactly, however it did stop him from touching her.

"If you continue to fight me, woman, you will lose,"

Kagome's eyes blazed at his comment. Seeing it would do no good speaking to her in that frame of mind, he stood and headed to his closet.

He dressed and walked back over to her bed.

"I will send for Kagura and your friend, Lady Sango. The poison will wear off in a few hours,"

With that he left, leaving an angry Kagome alone in the bedroom.

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Kagura and Sango arrived moments later and went directly over to Kagome.

Sitting on next to her on the bed, Kagura stroked Kagome's hair back gently. She lay on the bed, her body paralyzed from poison. She didn't seem to be any pain. She was more angry than anything else, judging from her flashing brown-gold eyes and her crackling energy. Sango stood in another corner of the bedroom, a towel over her wet hair as she looked around the bedroom in wonder.

Kagura had to admit that Lord Sesshomaru's bedroom was amazing. She had never been in here before. Only a select few servants had permission to enter his private chambers.

"Has she regained control of her body yet?" Sango asked.

Kagura shook her head, "Not yet. She is able to mover her fingers and toes but nothing more,"

Kagura stepped to the side as Sango came over to the large bed and sat down next to the still woman. Kagome's eyes followed her every movement.

"Kagome, you've got to try and make this mating work. I know its hard being mated to someone such as Lord Sesshomaru, but you cannot continue to fight this way," Sango said softly.

Kagome's eyes flashed in anger.

There was no way in hell she'd let him win! She was down, but she'd be damn if she was out. The war had only just begun! Sesshomaru had no idea who he was fucking with. Sango smiled, she could hear the words Kagome's eyes conveyed as if she had spoken aloud.

"I don't mean to give up,"

Kagome's brows drew down in confusion.

"Maybe you should change your fighting style. Instead of physically fighting, why not try being nice?"

More confusion shadowed her eyes.

"You know….nice…."

Confusion cleared, amusement taking its place.

"Nice, my lady?" Kagura asked from her place near the window.

"Aye," Sango said, turning to her, "its common knowledge that Inuyoukai only punish their females when they try and question their authority in a flippant attitude. However, if Kagome question his authority in a manner that was not flippant any way, shape or form, there would be no reason for Lord Sesshomaru to punish her."

"That's very underhanded," Kagura said with a smile.

"It's nothing he doesn't already deserve," Sango said with a giggle, "Besides; a woman has to use any tools she has in this male dominated world,"

Kagome thoroughly agreed with that.

Her eyes turned soft. Leave it to Sango to come up with such a perfect course of action. Especially when she had already decided to kill that bastard, but, she would try it Sango's way first.

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I'm sooooooo sleepy….. but I gotta stay awake; I don't wanna miss Judge Judy, lol.

Anywho, here's another chapter for you guys. Please review. Thank you to those that have reviewed, I enjoy your comments almost more than writing.

Laters

~Sessakag.