InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Chaos ❯ Winter ( Chapter 3 )

What is it???

Kagome stared at the black clad figure before her. There was no sense of demonic power coming from the shape. But if it is not a demon, then what is it?? Minutes ago this figure draped in black cloth had entered her life as a flying spec in the sky. It had quickly drawn closer, and the two had soon seen each other when the figure seemed to collapse and then fall.

She traced the black figure to where she had thought it had fallen, and her guess was right. Now lying in front of her was something that was huge and black. But it wasn't the figure that had Kagome's true attention. It was where it was lying that caught her. The black clad figure, in all its girth, lie on the top of a small swimming hole. Not floating, merely suspended over the water, as if it were lying on ice. They day was warm, so the idea seemed absurd, but the figure, suspended, lay there none the less.

Kagome put a foot into the water, expecting for it to sink, but, to her amazement, found resistance on the surface of the water. Her foot touched the top as it would any solid ground. And Kagome stepped on to the water.

The moment both feet touched the water, the world changed. The air was suddenly frozen and stagnant. The woods now looked as though it were the dead of winter. Once lush trees now shown barren and glittered as if bathed in sheets of ice. Snow lie in mounds around the pond, creating a sharp and frigid wall around the now frozen enclave. Kagome, shivering, made her way to the one colored object in the bleached forest.

The figure was lying on its back, completely cloaked by the dark shroud it wore. The size of it was enormous. Kagome kneeled by what appeared to be the head of the figure, and drew the material away. Blackness was peeled away to reveal white skin, and eventually the head of a young boy.

Kagome gasped in surprise. He is beautiful, she thought. The face she had come to see contained no color at all. His skin was as white as the snow surrounding her and his hair was a colorless mane that hung wild. His young face was told in features that were both smooth and elegant. He looked like a snowflake that had become human.

His eyes were closed and a peaceful look lie on the boy's face. Until he talked Kagome had though him to be asleep. "You can see me?" the boy asked softly

She hesitated then replied, "Yes."

The boy began to slowly open his, and Kagome saw that all that was contained under his snowy lashes was more white. Colorless eyes now gazed at her. The young face then contorted into an expression of shock. The empty eyes grew wide as they stared at the maiden before them and youth asked, in hurried whispers, "Your name??"

The boy's surprise was evident. Kagome stared at him for a moment and then told him her name. To her surprise, the boy let out a breath and his face eased. In the same quiet tone he had spoke in before, the boy said, "I am sorry."

Before Kagome even had a chance to wonder why he was apologizing, a strong hand came and grabbed her around the throat. Powerful fingers flexed around her skin and her breath was taken away. The boy's touch was ice and his grip was strong. The powerful hand lifted her up as the boy stood, and Kagome soon found her feet dangling far above the ice.

She screamed and in some far off place in her mind she felt Inu-Yasha hear her terror. She screamed again as the boy took his other hand, and with clawed fingers, cut off her clothes in one simple strike. Panic consumed her and she tried to call to upon her powers to free her from his grasp. Nothing happened. Her body was growing cold and dark spots began to play at her vision. Kagome beat deaden limbs against her captor, and for all her efforts he seemed unaffected. The boy gazed at her naked body in a puzzled look and his eyes held many questions. With his free hand he touched her breasts. His fingers felt cold. Shivers ran though Kagome's spine that had nothing to do with pleasure. A look of disgust took over the boy's face and his hands traced lower on the naked doll before him. The boy then ran his fingers to the start of Kagome's vagina. Her skin was smooth, as most were in her day, and his fingers lay cold and barren against her skin. Kagome began to beat against more frantically. But all her efforts for freedom were in vain. The boy closed his hand tighter around her throat and her vision began to swim in darkness.

Not now! Kagome thought to herself. It can't happen this way!

The boy took his hand and laid it entirely against her opening. He began to run his clawed frozen hand up and down her. Sorrow entered the white face and the boy moved the now drooping body toward his. Holding her close, the two floated off the pool of ice. If Kagome had been awake she would have seen the winter wasteland transform back into the forest she had entered. Trees of green surrounded them now as they rose slowly above the pool.

Letting go of her neck, the boy took both arms around the now slack and naked body. He held her close and rolled her head near his mouth. The snowflake whispered into her ear, "I am sorry," and let go. He watched as Kagome fell, unconscious, into the water below.