InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Before He Bites ❯ Chapter 10
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Disclaimer: this covers the remaining chapters. I do not own InuYasha or related characters.
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A/N:
Alright guys this chapter is not going to get a recap of chapter 9, since this is a month only. Sorry just click over on the link there to see it. Last Chapter InuYasha and Kagome just found the dreaded Shikon Jewel and the demons that want it. How will this all play out in the following chapter. You will have to just read on to find out huh!
I like to thank the following people for their reviews:
Subtlesarcasm: I always love strong female characters, and I just can never plan these things. The characters just come alive, they become three dimensional. Thx!
I love kouga: I’m glad that it was a surpise, I hope it turns out alright in the end.
Kjpanny: you wrote a word that was desperate, excited, and informative! Well your wish has come true. I am UPDATTTINNNNG.
Halfdemon: I am glad that you have enjoyed the story so far, well you know that I love the cliff hangers, it makes the reading more enjoyable.
(Since there was only four reviewers (*sigh* I don’t feel loved) I would like to dedicate the following chapter to all of them).
Before He Bites
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“Friendship is like peeing on yourself: everyone can see it, but only you get the warm feeling that it brings.”
-Anonomys
(not Irish this time but it still is bloody true)
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Chapter 10:
The rain splattered around her, creating a halo around the sun. It was a heavy rain, as if the heavens had held back their tears for so long, then decided to release them on this day. Her hair stuck to her face and neck, getting caught in the bright jewel hanging there. Her skirt had been ripped, had wrapped around her legs. After an hour of running she had torn the skirt at the thigh and continued on into the Tokyo skyline.
Lightening flashed in the distance, the color reminding her of the glazed look that had overtaken InuYasha and the other demons of Tokyo High. He had approached her, a crazy glaze covering his bright eyes. His fingers had just grazed her cheeks, just raked against her skin, when the Jewel had sent out a pulse, it had thrown every demon back, every hanyou, every human. When it subsided, Kagome found everyone unconscious and had heard a quiet voice inside her head:
“You must go to the Cave of Demons and Dreams, Protectoress, it lies north of the new city of Edo. This Cave will show you the Prophecy, but be cautious, you can only enter the Cave of Demons and Dreams with your Protector. He will be your samurai, your hero, put your faith into him, yet be careful, for this courageous samurai has dark, sinful secrets hidden deep in his soul. On this journey to the Cave, you will find your Fighters, they are those who will support you and grace you with loyalty. ”
The voice was soft, sweet. It soothed the aching in her chest, it helped heal her ripped soul. She had taken the opportunity to leave, and that she did, heading north from Tokyo (old Edo), going to find the Cave of Demons and Dreams. As she left, she sent a regretful look over her shoulder to InuYasha, but quickly opened the door when a dark growl rose from his throat.
She had been scouring the roof tops for an hour, thinking of how she could have taken a cab. But she knew that she could mask her scent with her Miko energy, the rain also helped with this, it washed away her scent, leaving only her.
She kept running, her low heels clinking melancholy against he steel rooftop. A high rooftop was approaching, bringing with it a challenge. How was she supposed to jump from a four floored building to a six floored building? She had been using her powers all day, to give herself extra strength, flexibility and coordination.
Kagome knew that she couldn’t slow down though, she had to keep on running, keep on going towards the Cave. She pushed her power into her legs, shifted and sprinted towards the roof.
She felt her feet lift from the rooftop, felt the wind and rain sing against her and around her. She heard the soft voice again, heard it gasp in fear of her actions. Was she so desperate to get away from Tokyo, to get away from her family, her friends?
Yes! Kagome, the Nerd of Math, the Geek of Computer Class, and the Dork of English, was ready for an adventure. One that would get her into trouble, one that would take her to someplace different.
The building was almost in reach, she raised her arm and extended her hand. Her fingertips grazed the gutters, held on for a minute. She swung up, trying to use her momentum to grab it with her other hand. The muscles in her hand tensed, not used to having to support her body weight.
Kagome sent a glance down, found the street crawling with cars in mid-afternoon traffic. Saw a homeless man around a bonfire, holding a cup out towards strollers. She could hear his gruff voice from the roof and in a time of panic, felt pity for the man.
Her mind focused when one finger slipped from the gutter, she grabbed frantically with the other, but was unsuccessful. She watched with a frightened gaze as another finger slipped, then another. She grasped the gutter with all her life (truthfully!) and looked up at the raining heavens for help. She prayed to Kami, asking for her to either live from the fall or for someone to save her.
In that moment she felt lost and helpless. She realized that she had always been weak, unable to help herself. Yes, she was a strong Miko and yet she could not do certain things that other Miko’s could.
At school she was second-best-Miko to Kikyo. Kikyo could hit the bulls-eye twice in a rose in archery, while she could only hit it once.
Her finger slipped and she felt gravity take its toll as she fell towards the street. She gave a weak scream before she felt the air rushing by her.
(I was going to stop it right here but decided not to do it!)
The air that was rushing by her stopped as she felt a pressure on her wrist. There above her was Sango, flying on Kirara’s back. The large fire neko-youkai was not in her usual small kitten size, but in her giant cat form. She meowed gently at Kagome as Sango pulled her aboard.
“Sango.” Kagome’s voice was hesitant as she gave her friend a hug. Kirara landed on the roof that Kagome had tried so hard to get to, and both girls climbed down.
“Oh, Kagome.” She looked towards the other roof, her gaze warmed.
Turning Kagome saw someone, squinting her eyes she found Miroku, dressed in a traditional Monk purple and blue robe. He waved happily towards her.
“How did you find me?” She looked back towards Sango.
“I saw you running from the school, I just had a feeling that something was going on, and you know that I could never let you get into trouble for the first time by yourself.” With a hand gesture she sent Kirara over to gather the Monk. She heard his loud ‘thank you’ and waved Kirara back.
She adjusted the zipper on her demon slayer outfit. It was made from a material unknown to many, it fit the body of the person wearing it, stretched to help them at their optimum performance. Hard metal plates in the color of blood were melded onto her shoulders, elbows, knees and one plate, shaped as a arrow covered her from her pelvis to knees. A red sash was tied around her waist, signifying she was the top of the Demon Slayer Village.
Her Hiraikotsu was lowered to the ground and Sango happily rubbed her sore shoulders. It had been way too long since she had actually used the weapon, it would do good for her to practice with it.
Miko wrapped his arm around Sango and finished her tale: “Some of the demons were already up and looked mad as hell. I could sense that something with immense heavenly power had been there. Something that those demons lusted after.” Kagome blinked, as did Sango, both quite impressed with him. She had forgotten that the perverted man in front of her, the one that had asked her to bear him a son, was a monk by birth and training. She still couldn’t help snorting at him.
“Miroku suggested that I call Kirara, that way it would be faster for us to track you down. The rain, though, and you masking your powers prohibited us from finding you faster.” She pointed towards the sky, her fingers sparkling with water. “But somehow Kirara knew where you were, it was amazing.” Her brow furrowed. “Something is just weird though.”
Sango turned towards Miroku, her eyes narrowing as she caught his gaze on a certain part of her friends anatomy. His gaze though was not perverted but full of fear.
With a cock of her eyebrow she followed his gaze and found herself looking at the Shikon Jewel, the Jewel of Four Souls. It stood bright red against her friends unnaturally pale skin.
“Kagome…” she lifted her finger to point at her chest. “Why is the legendary Shikon Jewel hanging around your neck.”
“Well after I left the school I found a light had appeared around it, and then there was the chain.” All answers, Kagome looked towards them. “It just sort of appeared, it was quite amazing.”
“Darling Kagome, I believe our dear Sango was asking why you have it.” Miroku stood frozen, his gaze trailed on her.
“Hours into the fight, after Sango left that is, I felt a questionable pain in my hip.” She subconsciously rubbed the same hip. “But it provided me with extra power, and that power I used to fight InuYasha, in his youkai form that is.”
Sango and Miroku were giving her a blank stare, both somehow not believing her.
“And!?” The word worked its way from both of their mouths in unison.
So, Kagome told them. About the pain, the fight, the craziness. She watched Sango’s eyes light with interest then admiration, then respect. Miroku stood dazed as Kagome, a small slip of a girl told him about an epic battle, with great detail. There were questions asked and all were answered.
“So the Shikon Jewel came from you?” Sango gave Miroku a droll expression as the question slipped through his lips. After hearing everything, he decided that he still didn’t understand? Sango lifted her face to the heavens, glad that the rain smothered her rising temper.
“Yes!” Sango and Kagome both shouted.
Kagome faced north, as though a inner compass was pointing her to her destination. She turned towards them and nodded to her companions and they did the same.
“Kagome you may ride with Sango atop Kirara, I will follow you on foot.” Sango watched with interest as a Monk’s shaft appeared in his right hand. A hand covered with a cloth and blessed beads. She had forgotten about the Wing-Tunnel.
“No Miroku, you will ride with Sango, I will continue on foot.” Sango and Miroku both turned shocked faces towards her. She knew, intellectually, that it would be wise for her to ride on Kirara, but she could not let herself down. Her soul was telling her to run towards it, to show her true power.
“If… that is what you want.” Miroku sent a hesitant look towards her as he climbed behind Sango. A hentai grin slipped onto his face as he locked his arms around Sango, who just rolled her eyes and told him to keep them in a legal place.
“Alright guys, lets go.” Kagome headed off, her power slowly returning to her. She leapt off the building and onto the ground, finally out of the main city and in the suburbs. In the distance stood a forest, and in that forest was the Cave of Demons and Dreams.
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An evil grin slipped across the face of a handsome man, the grin though did not last long. He looked into the cauldron, watching the image of Kagome start to disappear. And with it, the path she was taking.
His fist slammed onto the table, the waitress jumped and apologized. This was not going well, and he intended to follow that girl, she held all the answers.
His red rimmed eyes tried to make the image sharp, but it continued to crackle out. He switched his attention to the hanyou, who at the moment had slammed out of the school’s doors, his demon eyes blue and angry.
He gave an eerie laugh and sat back to watch the hanyou find the Miko. This was going to be fun.
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InuYasha lifted his nose towards the air, searching for the scent of power that the Shikon Jewel would leave behind. But he smelt nothing. The rain was still falling fast and hard, it prohibited him from succeeded where he usually would.
He turned, trying to figure out where Kagome had gone. Then a thought hit him. He looked around, there was no sign of Sango and Miroku, but they had not wiped their scents away. He flared his nostrils and caught the scent of the Monk and Demon Slayer. The were heading north and the possibility that they, too, were following Kagome was quite high.
He lifted his claw and licked the dried blood there, tasting her sweetness. He would taste her again, whether she be alive or dead. His Beast would not let her get away with this insolence any longer. She went against her alpha, went against his wishes. For that she would be punished in the worst way, by death.
With his mind made up, InuYasha jumped from the school yard, and headed for the distant horizon, in the north.
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“Kagome, are you sure you wish to continue on foot.” Sango watched from Kirara’s back as Kagome ran beside them. She could tell that it was putting too much strain on Kagome but she refused to tell her that.
“I’m find Sango, just make sure that no ones following us.” Kagome knew her voice came out clipped, but she just couldn’t help it from happening. She felt the jewel lending her energy and right now she could hear the soft voice emitting from it:
“You have done very well so far Protectoress. You have found your Fighters, they will help and guide you. They are as important as your Protector. You need not be cautious around the Fighters, their hearts are good and honest. Beware of your Protector, though, he is strong and stubborn, much like yourself and will not bend easily to your will.
Kagome’s foot hit a root, almost sending her toppling over, but she thought she recovered quite gracefully. She was given a questioning look from both Miroku and Sango. But waved them off. The forest was becoming thicker, and the sunlight slowly disappearing.
“When you find the Cave, if you are successful, which I believe you will be, you will find the remnants of my body and there is where I will tell you of my story. Till then, Protectoress, I bid you farewell, and give you courage for your journey to the Cave.”
“Kagome! Stop!” Sango’s voice broke through the haze that surrounded her mind, and she found herself looking at a modern day bear youkai, his eyes though were covered with a glaze she had once seen before.
“It looks as though I was right, the Shikon is back, and it seems like you are going to hand it over to me.” His body was large and powerfully built. Scars were scattered along his ribcage and torso. His legs and hips were covered by a pelt that smelled off urine and death.
A light shined around him, engulfing his body. When it ebbed away it revealed a large bear, it head raised and jaws open to show formidable fangs.
Kagome took a step forward, her breath quick, with both fear and… excitement? With a nod she stood in front of him and took on her fighting stance.
“If you want it so bad, youkai dirt, come and get it!” Sango and Miroku gasped at her, while the bear gave a large growl.
With a roar from the youkai and a battle cry from Kagome, they set out after each other. Their powers surround them as they both reached the middle, fists and claws both pulled back…
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A/N:
A lright guys, it looks like Kagome went from one pot of boiling water to another! Anyways thanks to everyone, I hope you all enjoy this tail of torment and turmoil. Review All!
-Irish
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A/N:
Alright guys this chapter is not going to get a recap of chapter 9, since this is a month only. Sorry just click over on the link there to see it. Last Chapter InuYasha and Kagome just found the dreaded Shikon Jewel and the demons that want it. How will this all play out in the following chapter. You will have to just read on to find out huh!
I like to thank the following people for their reviews:
Subtlesarcasm: I always love strong female characters, and I just can never plan these things. The characters just come alive, they become three dimensional. Thx!
I love kouga: I’m glad that it was a surpise, I hope it turns out alright in the end.
Kjpanny: you wrote a word that was desperate, excited, and informative! Well your wish has come true. I am UPDATTTINNNNG.
Halfdemon: I am glad that you have enjoyed the story so far, well you know that I love the cliff hangers, it makes the reading more enjoyable.
(Since there was only four reviewers (*sigh* I don’t feel loved) I would like to dedicate the following chapter to all of them).
Before He Bites
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“Friendship is like peeing on yourself: everyone can see it, but only you get the warm feeling that it brings.”
-Anonomys
(not Irish this time but it still is bloody true)
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Chapter 10:
The rain splattered around her, creating a halo around the sun. It was a heavy rain, as if the heavens had held back their tears for so long, then decided to release them on this day. Her hair stuck to her face and neck, getting caught in the bright jewel hanging there. Her skirt had been ripped, had wrapped around her legs. After an hour of running she had torn the skirt at the thigh and continued on into the Tokyo skyline.
Lightening flashed in the distance, the color reminding her of the glazed look that had overtaken InuYasha and the other demons of Tokyo High. He had approached her, a crazy glaze covering his bright eyes. His fingers had just grazed her cheeks, just raked against her skin, when the Jewel had sent out a pulse, it had thrown every demon back, every hanyou, every human. When it subsided, Kagome found everyone unconscious and had heard a quiet voice inside her head:
“You must go to the Cave of Demons and Dreams, Protectoress, it lies north of the new city of Edo. This Cave will show you the Prophecy, but be cautious, you can only enter the Cave of Demons and Dreams with your Protector. He will be your samurai, your hero, put your faith into him, yet be careful, for this courageous samurai has dark, sinful secrets hidden deep in his soul. On this journey to the Cave, you will find your Fighters, they are those who will support you and grace you with loyalty. ”
The voice was soft, sweet. It soothed the aching in her chest, it helped heal her ripped soul. She had taken the opportunity to leave, and that she did, heading north from Tokyo (old Edo), going to find the Cave of Demons and Dreams. As she left, she sent a regretful look over her shoulder to InuYasha, but quickly opened the door when a dark growl rose from his throat.
She had been scouring the roof tops for an hour, thinking of how she could have taken a cab. But she knew that she could mask her scent with her Miko energy, the rain also helped with this, it washed away her scent, leaving only her.
She kept running, her low heels clinking melancholy against he steel rooftop. A high rooftop was approaching, bringing with it a challenge. How was she supposed to jump from a four floored building to a six floored building? She had been using her powers all day, to give herself extra strength, flexibility and coordination.
Kagome knew that she couldn’t slow down though, she had to keep on running, keep on going towards the Cave. She pushed her power into her legs, shifted and sprinted towards the roof.
She felt her feet lift from the rooftop, felt the wind and rain sing against her and around her. She heard the soft voice again, heard it gasp in fear of her actions. Was she so desperate to get away from Tokyo, to get away from her family, her friends?
Yes! Kagome, the Nerd of Math, the Geek of Computer Class, and the Dork of English, was ready for an adventure. One that would get her into trouble, one that would take her to someplace different.
The building was almost in reach, she raised her arm and extended her hand. Her fingertips grazed the gutters, held on for a minute. She swung up, trying to use her momentum to grab it with her other hand. The muscles in her hand tensed, not used to having to support her body weight.
Kagome sent a glance down, found the street crawling with cars in mid-afternoon traffic. Saw a homeless man around a bonfire, holding a cup out towards strollers. She could hear his gruff voice from the roof and in a time of panic, felt pity for the man.
Her mind focused when one finger slipped from the gutter, she grabbed frantically with the other, but was unsuccessful. She watched with a frightened gaze as another finger slipped, then another. She grasped the gutter with all her life (truthfully!) and looked up at the raining heavens for help. She prayed to Kami, asking for her to either live from the fall or for someone to save her.
In that moment she felt lost and helpless. She realized that she had always been weak, unable to help herself. Yes, she was a strong Miko and yet she could not do certain things that other Miko’s could.
At school she was second-best-Miko to Kikyo. Kikyo could hit the bulls-eye twice in a rose in archery, while she could only hit it once.
Her finger slipped and she felt gravity take its toll as she fell towards the street. She gave a weak scream before she felt the air rushing by her.
(I was going to stop it right here but decided not to do it!)
The air that was rushing by her stopped as she felt a pressure on her wrist. There above her was Sango, flying on Kirara’s back. The large fire neko-youkai was not in her usual small kitten size, but in her giant cat form. She meowed gently at Kagome as Sango pulled her aboard.
“Sango.” Kagome’s voice was hesitant as she gave her friend a hug. Kirara landed on the roof that Kagome had tried so hard to get to, and both girls climbed down.
“Oh, Kagome.” She looked towards the other roof, her gaze warmed.
Turning Kagome saw someone, squinting her eyes she found Miroku, dressed in a traditional Monk purple and blue robe. He waved happily towards her.
“How did you find me?” She looked back towards Sango.
“I saw you running from the school, I just had a feeling that something was going on, and you know that I could never let you get into trouble for the first time by yourself.” With a hand gesture she sent Kirara over to gather the Monk. She heard his loud ‘thank you’ and waved Kirara back.
She adjusted the zipper on her demon slayer outfit. It was made from a material unknown to many, it fit the body of the person wearing it, stretched to help them at their optimum performance. Hard metal plates in the color of blood were melded onto her shoulders, elbows, knees and one plate, shaped as a arrow covered her from her pelvis to knees. A red sash was tied around her waist, signifying she was the top of the Demon Slayer Village.
Her Hiraikotsu was lowered to the ground and Sango happily rubbed her sore shoulders. It had been way too long since she had actually used the weapon, it would do good for her to practice with it.
Miko wrapped his arm around Sango and finished her tale: “Some of the demons were already up and looked mad as hell. I could sense that something with immense heavenly power had been there. Something that those demons lusted after.” Kagome blinked, as did Sango, both quite impressed with him. She had forgotten that the perverted man in front of her, the one that had asked her to bear him a son, was a monk by birth and training. She still couldn’t help snorting at him.
“Miroku suggested that I call Kirara, that way it would be faster for us to track you down. The rain, though, and you masking your powers prohibited us from finding you faster.” She pointed towards the sky, her fingers sparkling with water. “But somehow Kirara knew where you were, it was amazing.” Her brow furrowed. “Something is just weird though.”
Sango turned towards Miroku, her eyes narrowing as she caught his gaze on a certain part of her friends anatomy. His gaze though was not perverted but full of fear.
With a cock of her eyebrow she followed his gaze and found herself looking at the Shikon Jewel, the Jewel of Four Souls. It stood bright red against her friends unnaturally pale skin.
“Kagome…” she lifted her finger to point at her chest. “Why is the legendary Shikon Jewel hanging around your neck.”
“Well after I left the school I found a light had appeared around it, and then there was the chain.” All answers, Kagome looked towards them. “It just sort of appeared, it was quite amazing.”
“Darling Kagome, I believe our dear Sango was asking why you have it.” Miroku stood frozen, his gaze trailed on her.
“Hours into the fight, after Sango left that is, I felt a questionable pain in my hip.” She subconsciously rubbed the same hip. “But it provided me with extra power, and that power I used to fight InuYasha, in his youkai form that is.”
Sango and Miroku were giving her a blank stare, both somehow not believing her.
“And!?” The word worked its way from both of their mouths in unison.
So, Kagome told them. About the pain, the fight, the craziness. She watched Sango’s eyes light with interest then admiration, then respect. Miroku stood dazed as Kagome, a small slip of a girl told him about an epic battle, with great detail. There were questions asked and all were answered.
“So the Shikon Jewel came from you?” Sango gave Miroku a droll expression as the question slipped through his lips. After hearing everything, he decided that he still didn’t understand? Sango lifted her face to the heavens, glad that the rain smothered her rising temper.
“Yes!” Sango and Kagome both shouted.
Kagome faced north, as though a inner compass was pointing her to her destination. She turned towards them and nodded to her companions and they did the same.
“Kagome you may ride with Sango atop Kirara, I will follow you on foot.” Sango watched with interest as a Monk’s shaft appeared in his right hand. A hand covered with a cloth and blessed beads. She had forgotten about the Wing-Tunnel.
“No Miroku, you will ride with Sango, I will continue on foot.” Sango and Miroku both turned shocked faces towards her. She knew, intellectually, that it would be wise for her to ride on Kirara, but she could not let herself down. Her soul was telling her to run towards it, to show her true power.
“If… that is what you want.” Miroku sent a hesitant look towards her as he climbed behind Sango. A hentai grin slipped onto his face as he locked his arms around Sango, who just rolled her eyes and told him to keep them in a legal place.
“Alright guys, lets go.” Kagome headed off, her power slowly returning to her. She leapt off the building and onto the ground, finally out of the main city and in the suburbs. In the distance stood a forest, and in that forest was the Cave of Demons and Dreams.
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An evil grin slipped across the face of a handsome man, the grin though did not last long. He looked into the cauldron, watching the image of Kagome start to disappear. And with it, the path she was taking.
His fist slammed onto the table, the waitress jumped and apologized. This was not going well, and he intended to follow that girl, she held all the answers.
His red rimmed eyes tried to make the image sharp, but it continued to crackle out. He switched his attention to the hanyou, who at the moment had slammed out of the school’s doors, his demon eyes blue and angry.
He gave an eerie laugh and sat back to watch the hanyou find the Miko. This was going to be fun.
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InuYasha lifted his nose towards the air, searching for the scent of power that the Shikon Jewel would leave behind. But he smelt nothing. The rain was still falling fast and hard, it prohibited him from succeeded where he usually would.
He turned, trying to figure out where Kagome had gone. Then a thought hit him. He looked around, there was no sign of Sango and Miroku, but they had not wiped their scents away. He flared his nostrils and caught the scent of the Monk and Demon Slayer. The were heading north and the possibility that they, too, were following Kagome was quite high.
He lifted his claw and licked the dried blood there, tasting her sweetness. He would taste her again, whether she be alive or dead. His Beast would not let her get away with this insolence any longer. She went against her alpha, went against his wishes. For that she would be punished in the worst way, by death.
With his mind made up, InuYasha jumped from the school yard, and headed for the distant horizon, in the north.
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“Kagome, are you sure you wish to continue on foot.” Sango watched from Kirara’s back as Kagome ran beside them. She could tell that it was putting too much strain on Kagome but she refused to tell her that.
“I’m find Sango, just make sure that no ones following us.” Kagome knew her voice came out clipped, but she just couldn’t help it from happening. She felt the jewel lending her energy and right now she could hear the soft voice emitting from it:
“You have done very well so far Protectoress. You have found your Fighters, they will help and guide you. They are as important as your Protector. You need not be cautious around the Fighters, their hearts are good and honest. Beware of your Protector, though, he is strong and stubborn, much like yourself and will not bend easily to your will.
Kagome’s foot hit a root, almost sending her toppling over, but she thought she recovered quite gracefully. She was given a questioning look from both Miroku and Sango. But waved them off. The forest was becoming thicker, and the sunlight slowly disappearing.
“When you find the Cave, if you are successful, which I believe you will be, you will find the remnants of my body and there is where I will tell you of my story. Till then, Protectoress, I bid you farewell, and give you courage for your journey to the Cave.”
“Kagome! Stop!” Sango’s voice broke through the haze that surrounded her mind, and she found herself looking at a modern day bear youkai, his eyes though were covered with a glaze she had once seen before.
“It looks as though I was right, the Shikon is back, and it seems like you are going to hand it over to me.” His body was large and powerfully built. Scars were scattered along his ribcage and torso. His legs and hips were covered by a pelt that smelled off urine and death.
A light shined around him, engulfing his body. When it ebbed away it revealed a large bear, it head raised and jaws open to show formidable fangs.
Kagome took a step forward, her breath quick, with both fear and… excitement? With a nod she stood in front of him and took on her fighting stance.
“If you want it so bad, youkai dirt, come and get it!” Sango and Miroku gasped at her, while the bear gave a large growl.
With a roar from the youkai and a battle cry from Kagome, they set out after each other. Their powers surround them as they both reached the middle, fists and claws both pulled back…
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A/N:
A lright guys, it looks like Kagome went from one pot of boiling water to another! Anyways thanks to everyone, I hope you all enjoy this tail of torment and turmoil. Review All!
-Irish