InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Avoiding Yokai Eradication ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

By: Seleni

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Juugatsu - October

Juunigatsu - December

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CHAPTER 2: DANGEROUS MAGIC

Sengoku Jidai

Kuugatsu, 1548

Inuyasha no Mori

The bits of the well's wall were falling slowly to the ground. Some pieces were bigger than others, but they were just carbonized fragments of what the passage through time had once been. The four friends stood there looking as the clearing's floor was coated with the burned wood and as the hopes of seeing their dear friend were swept away with the grace and refinement of the Western Lord when he left them there standing like idiots. They wondered what Kagome had done to Sesshoumaru. They knew he cut the head of anybody who offended him and who dared disobeyed him. They also knew that their friend wasn't somebody to mess with. She was strong and capable of taking care of herself. And they were sure she had more brain cells in her head that the hanyou that used to protect her and, because of that, they were wondering if it was her fault that the Western Lord wanted to kill her.

However, they were somewhat relieve at that moment knowing that Sesshoumaru wasn't going to find her anytime soon and, at the same time, they were worried if he did. The man knew how to carry a grudge and they weren't sure if he would be capable of living through those five hundred years just to extract revenge in the unsuspecting miko. That thought made them shake in their shoes. They were feeling sorrier for their innocent friend as more time passed. Maybe they could contact her and warn her of Sesshoumaru's plan. But, how? The well was nothing but ashes the wind was scattering through the forest and if they could reconstruct it, there was no way of restoring the magic it once had.

"What do we do now?" asked Sango voicing the concern they all shared.

"We'll build the well again" said Inuyasha deciding to go through with that plan no matter what it took him.

"My friend, it won't ensure the return of our dear miko" informed Miroku to his stubborn companion.

"I know. But it's better than doing nothing. Besides, she can't return with a broken well" he said.

"Where is Okaa-san?" asked Shippou fearing that Sesshoumaru had been able to hurt her.

"Oh, Shippou, come here honey. Kagome is fine. She just can't come back the day she had planned. We are not sure if she'll be able to return at all, but she is alive and that is what's important. Right?" said Sango trying to calm the kitsune that was ready to empty his lachrymal glands in her outfit. She understood him perfectly. After losing all her family thanks to Naraku, knowing that the miko who she considered her sister wasn't going to be able to return to their side was something she was not willing to consider just yet. "Miroku, Inuyasha, we have to fix this well and hope that it is enough to bring Kagome back to us" she said determined to do her best.

With a decision made, everybody was set to the task of gathering supplies to rebuild the well. It was an arduous chore, but one they were going to do with love and hope.

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Heisei Jidai

Kuugatsu, 2004

Higurashi Shrine

She found herself in the bottom of the well again and, as she confirmed just by looking up, she was still in her own era. This was the third time she had jumped down without success and it was beginning to tire her. Maybe if she went to take a shower, eat and rest, the well would open and return her to the past.

She sat down where she was, the muscles in her back aching from the fall and her legs hurting from her jumping into the damned whole in the earth. What was wrong with it? Just because some part of it broke it gave up. The stupid thing wasn't even worthy enough to belong to a Higurashi if it got beaten so easily. Then again, it was several hundred years old and it had been blocked several times by boulders, roots and a tree Inuyasha shoved into it to stop her from returning to the past. She now believed it had been a miracle that the well had worked for so long before breaking without repair. Maybe she should just give up too like the well had done. After all, a short vacation didn't sound so bad and she couldn't lie to herself. She was in pain, tired, in a dire need of a good bath and a warm meal.

She stood up and went to the ladder that had been placed in one of the inside walls of the well for her to climb when she got back from the Feudal Japan. Just thinking that she couldn't do it anymore made her feel sad in a messed up sort of way. Who could have thought that Higurashi Kagome was going to miss the brutal and dangerous Sengoku Jidai? Nonetheless, there she had had friends. It was hard to say goodbye to them.

Decisively, she got out of the small well hut and made her way to the house, where she hoped her family was waiting for her. However as she opened the door, the place was so quiet that made her wondered if something dangerous was lurking in the corners of the old house. Unwanted images of Ju-on made their way to her vast imagination in which she saw herself being attacked by the ghost of woman she didn't even know had lived in the house. Calling herself stupid for being scared of her overactive mind, she went into the house and turned the lights on confirming that there was nobody or nothing there.

The first thing she did was go to the refrigerator with hopes of finding something to chew on or swallow, since her hunger was of staggering proportions, she most likely was going to attack the food instead of eating it. She ate whatever she found with a speed that would leave Inuyasha in shame and she had to resort to drinking water more than once before she choked with a piece of bread or rice she had pushed into her mouth. Following her food bout, she decided it was time to indulge in a very needed and relaxing bath. She stopped in her room to get what she required and headed to the small bathroom in her house. Twenty minutes later a stress-free Kagome left the bath tub to see how her last craving was doing.

Her room was the same as always with pastel colors covering the walls, a desk near the window that gave a nice view of the Goshinboku and her closet. But all those things of everyday usage were dull to her, all of them except her small yet comfortable bed. That was certainly the only thing she missed daily. With so many times sleeping in the hard forest floor it was a very reasonable request to want a bed where to rest. She went to it and fell on it like her life depended on it. Soon after her head touched the pillow, she drifted into a sleep which replayed over and over again the happenings of the day.

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Sengoku Jidai

Juugatsu, 1548

Inuyasha no Mori

The Inu-tachi were resting against the newly built Bone Eater's Well, an action that had become habitual for them after they had finished rebuilding the well two weeks ago. They still hoped their friend was going to return any minute through the useless hole, but as the days had proven, she was not coming back, yet. Still, they hoped. Sango and Miroku even convinced Inuyasha, when he outright refused to enter the well ever again, to jump in it several times to see if it worked. However, it just ended in a failure each time the hanyou hopped down, so they settled for sitting around every afternoon in the grass that surrounded the new structure, waiting for their friend. Inuyasha took to sit on the rim of the well, with one leg extended and the other crouched at his side. Sango laid to his left with Kirara sleeping in her abdomen and Miroku sitting in his right side with the golden staff between his legs and Shippou sitting in his shoulder.

In that position they were when Sesshoumaru flew by, slightly looking into the well as if expecting somebody to pop out of it. As usual Inuyasha raced after him screaming obscenities until his brother disappeared in the horizon. Returning to his previous place at the edge of the well, he `Keh' to himself and continued staring at the unmoving clouds in the sky. Nobody spoke or moved, they were used to seeing Sesshoumaru quite often and they had been used to Inuyasha's ways for years. Still, it was unusual to see the Western Lord so frequently in less than three weeks when in the past they would see him once every three or six month.

Viewing the lighter heaven and feeling the swift breeze wrap around them, reminded the silent group of happier times with friends and family they wouldn't see anymore. In matter of seconds, the relaxed atmosphere full of hope became depressed and dark. What if they couldn't see her anymore? They didn't want to consider that in the slightest, still they wondered. This action only made them fall deeper into the abyss of the future and what was in store for them. They couldn't live forever but at least Shippou and Inuyasha had a chance of meeting her again. Except that only applied if they lived through the next five hundred years and, with things as they were, they very much doubted they would last for such a long time seeing as there were battles to fight and wars to win, some of them would come out scarred and others would not come out at all. That didn't bother them much but a certain feeling that was nagging in the back of their mind, a feeling too familiar for their liking kept saying they would not live to see the days of glorious battles that were to come.

Lately, they had been restless. They hadn't a clue of what could cause that kind of feeling since Naraku was dead and the Shikon was completed, but there was a negative vibe in the air that spelled doom in big capital letters. Not only that, but the zone around the well and the village had been lacking in the demon department. It seemed they moved to another neighborhood with the birds and all the rest of the wild life. Nevertheless, there was an exception to the rule. They had seen Sesshoumaru passing over the clearing a lot. They figured he was checking if Kagome had returned and that piece of information made all the difference. There was no way to tell her of the danger, but they knew Sesshoumaru didn't have a clue of how to reach her either and that made them feel calm and optimistic about the whole ordeal.

"Let's go. She won't be coming today either" said Inuyasha standing up and walking toward the village. His demeanor seemed tired and sad but his resolved had not wavered.

The others in the group stood up and followed him to the small town. Tomorrow was a new day and they had to work. Just as they had to wait for her near the well each afternoon until she returned to them.

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Heisei Jidai

Juunigatsu, 2004

Bone Eater's Well House

It had been about three month since she had been trapped in her own time and she was becoming desperate. She had tried anything available to her to make the well work but it seemed that the damned thing didn't want to let her through. She was running out of options and ideas to try and break through the time barrier. It was like the magic of the well had disappeared. She hoped that was not the case, still she was going to try some new restorative spells when she got home.

She had stopped by the supermarket to get whatever she needed for the small spell she was going to try. The ingredients mainly included salt, some candles and incense. There was also the spell which She got from an ancient book her grandfather had in the storage of old garbage, from where, years before, the petrified leg of a yokai had come out to become her birthday present. That was the main reason why she thought it was going to fail, it belonged to her grandfather and most things he had there were somehow very bad.

She remembered the time he gave her some kind of dissected yokai part to take to school as meat to serve it during the festival. Inuyasha and her ended up doing some yokai extermination instead of enjoying the festivity. And there was the time they found Sounga. The old man had translated the name wrong and thought he had the sword of some important person. What happened next? Takemaru is trying to kill Rin and her in Feudal Japan. No, she wasn't so sure she wanted to try a spell from that book in particular; you never knew what could come out of there.

Sadly enough, there was not another option and she had to return to her friends in the past. So she continued her way to the two story house at the top of a hundred-step staircase. The going up always was a pain, figuratively and literally. Who in his right mind would put such huge stairs and not add a stupid elevator to make other people's lives easier? Maybe they wanted to be fit for the whole running around they had to do back in the day, and boy, she could relate. She had run around so many times to save her precious hide that going up the stairs was a walk in the park with dogs tailing behind you trying to bite your ankles, except you didn't end as tired just a little breathy.

She went up the stairs and went directly to the well house. She already had memorized what she had to do and say for the spell to work, but she also had a piece of paper with the indications in it. First, she made a circle with the salt to mark the sacred space for the small ritual. The white particles surrounded the well as she passed around it in an eerie silence that marked the beginning of the rite. Then, she placed the each candle to represent North, South, East and West, and went to each one, naming and lighting them. And, at last, she prepared the incense that spread through the small hut preparing the air to be energized with magic. Afterwards, she began to recite the spell that would return the magic to the well.

She felt the air get heavy, as if it was charged with electricity, and she even saw blue sparks fly around her. She continued repeating the lines as the ancient text had told to do, making the earth shake a little. She was happy. It seemed that the bizarre book might have had the right incantation after all. Thoughts of seeing her friends once more filled her mind as she chanted making the magic reached its pick.

Out of nowhere a hand covered her mouth and a hard body pressed against her. A husky chuckle near her ear made the hair in the back of the neck stand on end. Whoever had interrupted the ceremony pulled her out of the circle making the sizzling magic evaporate around the shed. Her hopes crushed after seeing the magic dissipate into the atoms of airs that she breathed in a hurried matter. She didn't know who the stranger was or what she wanted with her. But after the light of the falling sun almost blinded her, she felt what she had missed while she was surrounded by all that energy, the person was a demon.

She was confused. She had been sure there were no yokai in present day Japan, so how there was one pulling her out of the well? And what did it want with her? Thinking better about her situation, she noticed she needed her mouth if she wanted answers, thus she struggled with the attacked. The yokai, however, wasn't going to have any of it, and placed a knife in her throat making her stop moving instantly.

"Katsumi" said the stranger "bring the ropes and a blindfold."

The demon had a beautiful, deep voice that made her skin crawl all over, but she didn't want to be caught by the allure the yokai had over her senses. She was going to use a little bit of her powers, enough to put him on his knees and she could ask some very important questions that were swimming around her brain, but a click of something around her wrist distracted her.

"Now you can't zap me little miko" he whispered into her ear making her skin crawl once more.

She had no idea what the stranger had meant by that. However, she found out when she tried to access her power. She could feel them in her soul -or part of it- but was unable to reach them and mold them to assist her in this situation. It seemed that this demon had come prepared, and most likely, he had been watching her for some time.

Suddenly, she was scared. Who would come to save her? There was no Inuyasha that would come screaming obscenities to the enemy, or Miroku to try to rationalize with the men. Not even Sango could persuade them while waging her Hiraikotsu dangerously. She obviously was in jeopardy and she, as many years ago, couldn't do anything about it. She, once again, was the prisoner. The victim. The person everybody had to run after and save before she got killed. She couldn't help the tears that ran down her cheeks. The only thing in her head was that she was screwed, and badly.

She saw the other demon, Katsumi if she remembered well, placed the blind fold in her eyes and felt as he tied her legs and hands. She also heard the sound of the tape being readied to cover her mouth and she tried, in vain, to stifle a whimper.

One of the demons, she didn't know which one, carried her over his shoulder to an unknown destination. She felt as he hopped from building to building and the sound of cars moving through the city reached her ears. The pattern tired her, but the fear that was surrounding her heart didn't let her fall sleep. 'What could they want with me?' she kept asking herself, unable to voice her concerns to the two treacherous yokai that had kidnapped her.

To her it seemed like hours had passed before the demon stopped, and she might have been right. By then, the sounds of the city had deemed to the resonance that is left in your ears after you come out of a noisy area, and her ears had been ringing for a while now. The salty smell of the sea attacked her nostrils and not too far away the whisper of the waves reaching the shore sang to her tense nerves.

A door was opened and slammed. Somebody paced before her.

"Katsumi" called the stranger "do you want to join the fun?" he asked with a cynical laugh.

He knew his partner too well. The uptight ass wasn't going to touch a woman even if she begged him to. He chuckled to himself and then he turned to his prey. The miko was beautiful, elegant. A lady from the high class even if he knew she wasn't. But that was the impression she left on him. That was the reason he wanted to bang her until she screamed for more. She was pure alright, and that wasn't going to last for long. Although his orders were clear, he wanted to have a little fun before getting down to slashing and cutting her in little pieces.

He went to her and touched her cheek where a tear was falling, stopping it's decent. He sure was going to have fun taunting the priestess. He pulled the blind fold down to find her azure eyes puffy from crying but sparkling. His hands went toward her chest were the Shikon no Tama hung from a thin gold chain she had bought and pulled her top open. The pate blue bra was ripped from her body exposing her white breasts. She shied away from the demon who just smiled in appreciation. His purple eyes seized her breasts up and his hands moved to cup one. He massaged it a little before playing with her nipple. The caress was painful and desperate like he hadn't had a female in years. He pinched and rubbed her knobs forcefully, something that only made her pull away from him. He laughed quietly at her attempt to move away and continued with his game.

Kagome was getting hot. It didn't matter that what he was doing was against her will or that he was too rough on her. It was turning her on and, to her dismay, he knew it. She saw his head come down on her and take a nipple in his mouth. He flickered his tongue around it with great control and he bit down in it making her let out a throaty moan that was akin of a desperate yell. Her breath was coming out faster as he continued to teach her something she didn't want to learn.

"Nori" screamed his partner.

'What could the guy want?' he thought absently with no intention of stopping what he was doing.

"Nori, we are returning" the other yokai screamed again.

This time Nori looked around himself to find darkness covering his body and the miko's. He wondered if the miko had die but a look at her rounded blue eyes told him she was very much alive and kicking. Her struggle against him was ferocious, something that it had to be taken care of. This time, he ripped her pants off with her panties. He knew she was wet so using a finger he plunged it inside making her buckled against his hand.

More tears spilled from her eyes and she tried to scream, but the tape covering her mouth made sure she didn't leave a yokai deaf. Not only she was being raped but she was also being taken someplace. Where? She didn't know and if she could get out of there, she wouldn't find out. But, it was too late. Her captor kept moving his finger inside her and even added another one. And the darkness had surrounded them. They already were on their way to wherever they were going.

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A/N

Sorry for the delay. I just didn't know how to do the kidnapping part. I hope you like it and please review.

Also, the ritual I used it's not real, it's made up but it had some real elements like the representation of the four cardinal points, the sacred space and the use of salt and incense.

I also would like to thank arrowheadhunter, Sugar0o, Science Queen and Kuon for their review. Some of them raised some pretty good questions about the story to which I hope this chapter answered.

Seleni