InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dante's Prayer ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

The rough edges of the tree trunk that she had been trapped up against were biting into her shoulder blades, though in her current situation that was the least of her problems. She wished desperately that she could meld into the trunk of the tree and escape from this waking nightmare. Pushing harder into the tree in an effort to put more space, small though it may be, between her capture and herself she felt her foot slip on the moss that covered the roots and ground surrounding her prison. The clawed hand that held her wrists behind her back tightened their grip painfully; she choked back a cry of pain as the delicate bones in her wrists ground together. A menacing growl from the figure in front of her caused her to shudder as he flexed his hips against her own leaving little doubt in her mind what he wanted.

She closed her eyes as he drew closer to her face, shutting out the sight of him; he buried his nose into the hollow of her neck, inhaling deeply and nipping none too gently at the tender skin. His fangs broke the skin with little effort as he ran his mouth along her neck; caught up in his tormenting the hand that held her wrists let go only to push his body more firmly against hers' effectively trapping her once again. He tangled his now free hand in her hair, pulling back sharply and extending the smooth column of skin to himself in offering to his demonic urges. She cried out as he bit down unexpectedly, drawing a steady flow of blood to the surface of the puncture sites. His tongue lapped at the wound, a sound of unsettling pleasure emitted from him as he feasted.

Tears slipped unnoticed down her face as the hand that had pinned her hip against the tree found the hem of her blouse. Gasping for air, she began to hyperventilate as the offending hand delved under her shirt and began to explorer her torso. When a razor sharp claw snagged in the lace material of her bra she twisted away momentarily, which only succeed in drawing his interest further. Greedy fingers gripped her breast roughly, the tips of his claws piercing her skin like hypodermic needles. She struggled violently against his hand, earning a moment of reprieve from his ministrations on her neck as he gazed into her eyes.

Scarlet eyes filled with unchecked power and lust focused on her own. "Stop, don't do this…" she managed hoarsely "Please, don't…" A sardonic smirk grew on his face, his hair billowing around them in the breeze that moved through the forest. Glancing over his shoulder she could see the unconscious figures of her friends, bloody and broken. "Don't what, bitch?" he spat back at her in a low dangerous tenor, when she did not answer he slammed his groin against her causing her to cry out in panic as his arousal prodded her lower belly.

Grazing her check with the pads of his fingers, he cupped her chin for a mere second studying her face. In a fluid deft movement his turned his hand, dragging his claws carefully down her throat leaving five trails of abused flesh in his wake; he halted at the cloth of her blouse. A predatory smile graced his visage as he ground his hips tightly against her as he rendered the material of her shirt in half in an instant. A single claw sliced through the worthless piece of lace that held her bra together, exposing the pale skin of her breast and torso to him.

Trailing his claws down her skin a low rumbling laugh emerged from him as she began to shiver as fear began to radiate from her. The setting sun hit them, casting her pale porcelain skin in a reddish orange glow; she whimpered as his hand once again took her breast in its grip. Knowingly taunting her with a lover like touch he caressed the curve of the breast he held with his thumb, only to twist the nipple in his clawed forefingers unexpectedly drawing blood.

Before she could cry out the hand that had remained twisted in her hair pulled back, wrenching her face too face with him. He forced her lips against his, brutally kissing her seemingly pleased as he bruised her lips and drew blood as he bite her bottom lip. She fought him again, screaming her agony and fear at him, as he continued to molest her mouth; his tongue slipped into her open mouth causing her to gag and choke. Resorting to the only thing she could think of to do in that moment she bit down.

Bitter, metallic blood flooded her mouth as he howled in rage and pain. She should have expected the blow that followed; his clawed fist backhanded her across her check throwing her several feet from where he stood. Her body landed hard, in a pile, her entire body taking a beating from the tangle of tree roots she hit. Her skirt snagged against the rough bark of the tree, ripping in several places as he has violently struck her. Trying to erase the cobwebs that clouded her brain, she blinked hard several times; she looked up in time to see the sun sink below the horizon, the full akuma that had been moving towards her to attack her again halted in his tracks.

She watched as the akuma features bleed from his face, to those of a hanyou, then to the features of a human male. Sable tresses fell around him, shrouding his face in darkness; midnight blue eyes lifted to her prone figure, a jumble of emotions played across his face as he took in her state of being. Her clothes fell in tatters around her, barely concealing her battered and violated body. Blood ran freely from several places, and numerous scratches and arising bruises graced her skin. Confusion was evident on his face, he took an uncertain step towards her, she shrank back and whimpered softly; he pulled back his next step towards her at her response.

Dropping to a crouch he extended a hand to her, showing her he meant no harm. Attempting to push herself up into a sitting position in an effort to conceal her body from him, she managed to make it half way up right before her arm gave out in a cry of pain. Following his instincts he moved to within a foot or two of her, in the growing darkness he could just see the extent of her injuries. The stench of fear rolled off of her, he could sense it even without his hanyou abilities. Some how he managed to find his voice, "Kagome?" he whispered uncertainly to the young woman before him.

***As much as I hate cliff hangers, I got to end this here for right now. Let me know what you think of what I have so far, PLEASE REVIEW DAMN IT!!! ^__^

Akuma ~ demon in Japanese

Hanyou ~ half demon in Japanese