InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Demonic Demons ❯ Bad to Worse ( Chapter 32 )

Demonic Demons

 

 

 

A/N: Sorry! I would have updated allot allot sooner, but I couldn't because I don't have my computer, its at the shop. Anyways, guess what?! I'M MOVING TO JAPAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's right! MOVING TO JAPAN! I'm moving in with this friend of my mom's. He and his wife have a daughter, they want me to be like a nanny. I'll be leaving in june, and guess what else? This guy apparently is well connected and he asked me to give him some of my fan fiction stories and to write my own anime soon. He said he's going to show them to people he knows in the anime business, so they are going to see if they want to use me as a Japanese anime writer.

 

THIS IS THE OPERTUNITY OF A LIFE TIME! I MIGHT BE THE 1ST WHITE GIRL TO WRITE JAPANESE ANIME!!!!!!

 

I hope you guys will watch my anime if they decide they want to use me. I'll give more details when I'm in Japan. But I'm not leaving until like May or June. Anyway Enjoy the chapter!

 

 

 

 

 

Bad to Worse

 

 

Chapter 32

 

 

 

 

Shippo sat in the principal's office with a white bloodied handkerchief pressed against his nose. His worried looking principal on one side of him, a detective on his other. Police were all about the school grounds, picking up bits of Glen's flesh to see what evidence they could find to lead them to the demon that had committed this horrible murder.

 

Shippo figured that one of the screaming kids had run into the school and told someone to call the cops. Almost immediately after Inu yasha left with Satoru, they showed up, and Shippo had been in the office since, being asked to tell the same story over and over again.

 

He lifted his bruised face to the detective who sat in front of him with a notepad and pen in his hands.

 

“So let me get this straight, you and your friend Satoru were beginning to walk home when Glen Bellings and his 3 friends approached you with hostility”

 

“That's a nice way of putting it I guess…” Shippo replied.

 

“Then,” he continued, “While Glen was on top of Satoru punching him-”

 

“With a rock” Shippo added.

 

“Something came up, took Glen and ran up the tree. Once kids were running away because of splattered blood and such, the demon came down and attacked your friend. Right after which, Inu yasha, who just happened to pass by, took him to the hospital. Is that all correct”

 

“Yes” Shippo sighed. He really didn't want to be here any longer. He wanted to go to the hospital and see if Satoru was ok.

 

“Do you have any idea why he was there at the time?”

 

“How the hell should I know? He was probably running errands near by and smelled Satoru's blood. Blood is a strong smell, and their families are very close friends, you know, seeing as how his dad is in the band and all.”

 

“I see” said the detective as he wrote something down on his notepad. “And this demon, what did it look like?”

 

“Erm” Shippo wasn't sure what to say, he couldn't tell them what she really looked like, and he would never tell them that is was Tsuki. He said the first thing that came to his head.

 

“Well, I didn't really get to see his face, I mean, it all happened so fast”

 

“He?”

 

“Well, I think it was a male, they have a certain smell. It was hard to smell through all the blood rushing to my head and stuff, but I'm pretty sure it was a boy”

 

“Is that all?”

 

“Look, I couldn't really see everything that was going on. My vision was blurred a bit after the fight. It's hard to get a god picture when a bunch of guys jump you and kick you in the face over and over again, you know?!”

 

Right after he said these words, he let out a huge sigh as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. He let his body relax and fell forward. The officer didn't bother to help him as he set his hands on the chair and pulled himself back up.

 

“Heh, yeah I'm feeling a bit dizzy actually. I think I need to go to the doctor. So if were done…” he put back on his jacket as he started towards the door. “It's been fun” he waved as he walked out of the building. The officer looked at his fleeting form suspiciously but didn't bother to stop him on account that he had no more questions for the demon boy.

 

The hospital wasn't to long of a walk. He tossed his bloodied handkerchief behind him as reached in his pocket and pulled out a cigarette. He imagined Tsuki's angry face as he put it to his lips and lit the tip. She couldn't stand it when he and Satoru smoked. She always was saying how she could never understand how any demon could smoke; it's allot stronger for a demon than it was for a human.

 

The taste and smell really was extremely strong to his demon senses, but once he got use to it, he rather enjoyed it. Shippo sighed once again; smoke escaped his lips and floated off into the wind. Everything was going to hell and he knew it would only get worse.

 

It always got worse.

 

The wind blew hard and cold against his burning face. His red hair was kept back loosely with a black band. He took off his black leather jacket and let some of his bloodied bruised skin be cooled by the breeze. He wore a black T-shirt with a white punisher skull, which stuck to his sweaty torso. His chains on his pants clung together as he walked, smoking his cigarette, occasionally flicking the gray ash off with his claws.

 

He inhaled his cigarette one last time as he approached the hospital. He threw it in the outside ashtray before walking through the sliding glass doors.

Before he even had a chance to look for the front desk, something crashed into his side in an embrace. He winced in pain as he turned to he who it was that was holding him.

 

“Sango!” He quickly turned and hugger her back. Poor Sango, her son was on the brink of death, her husband was in some strange, unheard of coma that he may never wake up from. It seemed things only would get worse for her.

 

“Have you heard from the doctor yet?” he asked her as she pulled away.

 

“No, but Inu yasha is talking to the nurse about how he found Satoru, he said that you knew more than he did. Tell me, what happened? Inu yasha told me that someone was dead when he got there!”

 

Shippo looked around the room to make sure no one was in earshot before he began to speak again. “Well we walked out of the school to go home, and this blonde asshole named Glen came up to us with his 3 friends, started picking a fight with us”

 

“Why” she interrupted.

 

“What?”

 

“Why were they picking a fight with you?”

 

“Err well, Glen's little sister kept bugging Satoru, I mean, she bugs him every damn day, and she started talking shit about Tsuki. Satoru got really mad and called her a whore.” Sango's eyes lifted in surprise. She probably deserved being called a whore to piss Satoru off that bad. Satoru never disrespected girls. He was a ladies man; it was something he picked up from his father.

 

“Anyway” Shippo continued, “They kind of got the best of us, as you can see” he growled, “You know, we could have taken them if they didn't all gang up on us. I had 3 of them on me! Satoru did something strange once Glen's friends started up on me.”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“I don't really know… I didn't see much besides feet coming at me from every angle you know. But I saw a flash of blue… and then Glen had crashed into a tree. Then, he was so surprised and kind of forgot he was fighting and Glen got up and started pounding his face in with a rock”

 

Sango gasped, covering her mouth with her hand.

 

“Yeah, I couldn't really do anything, I couldn't get up” he said, looking slightly angry. “I only really got a glimpse after that. It was like, one second, Glen was standing above Satoru, and the next second he was gone. Like a white blur grabbed him and went up the tree.”

 

“Tsuki” Sango knew right away that it was her.

 

“Yeah, sure put a stop to the fight. Everyone there stopped and tried to see what happened… and then…” he paused, it was so gruesome.

 

“What? What happened next?” she asked desperately.

 

“Glen screamed, and blood. There was so much blood everywhere… it covered everything. He's dead…”

 

“Oh my god, that's horrible!”

 

“All the kids ran away in panic, screaming their heads off. Eventually, we were completely alone, they all ran away. Then she came back down. She looked crazy; she didn't recognize us at all. Satoru wouldn't give up on her though; he kept trying to get through to her. She said horrible things about seeing his insides or something, and she attacked him. It all happened so fast, it was hard to see. The next thing I knew, she was right in front of him and her hand was in his stomach. When she pulled it out, it was like, she recognized him for a moment and realized what she had done. She looked really scared. Then she ran away”

 

Sango's eyes were wide, and her shaking hand still rested on her open lips.

 

“You say” Inu yasha said, who had been leaned against a wall, listening in on the conversation, “That she recognized him”

 

“Yeah, for like a second. How long have you been there?”

 

“I got here right around the part where they beat the shit out of you because Satoru called that guy's little sister a whore”

 

Shippo blushed shamefully and started grinding his fangs angrily against each other. That one really got to his pride, not that his ego wasn't already pulverized to begin with. After all, they were only humans… he knew that Inu yasha could easily take on 4 humans.

 

Sango smacked Inu yasha hard over the head.

 

“Don't be a jackass!”

 

“I was just saying-!”

 

She shot him a death glare and he didn't speak another word of it. Her hard features soon faltered as her face sunk into her hands

“Don't worry Sango, he'll be ok” Inu yasha patted her on the back. She unblocked her face and looked into his eyes with her watery orbs, and then quickly looked away.

 

“Thank you Inu yasha. You guys can go, I just want to be alone really…”

 

“Ok then, see you around. C'mon Shippo, I'll give you a ride”

 

“Uhh, sure” he turned back to Sango, “Call me, let me know when you find out his condition”

 

“I will” she replied. He nodded before fallowing Inu yasha back out the sliding glass doors of the hospital.

 

Why did things suck so badly? These people; Inu yasha, Satoru, Tsuki, Sango, Miroku, Kagome… they were the closest thing he ever had to a family. His foster mother was a drunk bitch and his foster dad was never home, he barely knew the guy. Things seemed to go from bad to worse for all the people he cared about, and there was nothing he could do. How could he be so weak and helpless? How could he let this happen?

 

He missed the days where they didn't have these kinds of problems. That temporary peace of mind seemed to be so short. Would it ever get better?

 

 

 

 

 

A doctor and nurse walked side by side down the hall of the hospital, deep in conversation. “I'm really starting to wonder, what the hell are these people doing? I mean, I'm starting to expect them to show up with someone half dead every week!” The older doctor said to the young nurse.

 

“Well, they are famous, drama follows where ever they go” the nurse replied.

 

“Not like this… what did Inu Yasha say happened?”

 

“It was the demon, you know. The one that's been terrorizing Tokyo. Attacked at the school”

 

“Is that so… then he is very lucky to be alive, as a matter of fact, I think he is the first one to see that demon face to face and live. I don't want to think about what would have happened had they showed up even a moment later”

 

“Doctor” Sango stood as the two medics approached.

 

“He'll be fine Sango… We've moved him into the same room as your husband. He's asleep now. We will need to keep him here for a couple of weeks. His injuries are very serious, so we'll be putting him under our intensive care program for the first week. He's lost allot of blood, luckily, we had his exact blood type here already. He's banged up pretty bad, but he'll be ok.”

 

“Oh thank you doctor!” She cried, tears coming from her eyes by the bucketful. He patted her on the back.

 

“I'm so sorry for all you've had to go through. I wish I could tell you that your husband's condition was improving. We are doing all we can.”

 

Sango bowed her head in respect. “Thank you” she said once again, “May I see them?”

 

“Of course” he stepped aside to let her by. She quickly walked passed him. She felt much better now; she had been waiting there for hours, hoping beyond hope Satoru wouldn't die.

 

As she walked into the room, the first thing she was her husband, his eyes looked right at her, and yet, right through her at the same time, even though his eyes were just plain white and had no pupils or color.

 

Then she looked at her son and gasped.

 

He looked awful! His eye was swollen and bruises covered his face. His busted lips held a breathing tube in place because his broken nose could not even hold a tube from which to breathe from.

 

She rested her hand over his bruised knuckles. Poor Satoru, she couldn't imagine what it must feel like for someone so close to him to try and murder him. Tsuki didn't know what she was doing, she had no control over herself, and Sango knew it. She didn't resent Tsuki, she felt so sorry for the both of them. She had always loved Tsuki as her own. She hoped Tsuki would snap out of it soon, she knew Tsuki would never want to kill anyone.

 

Sango also knew how much Satoru cared for Tsuki. He had never been with anyone else…

 

She looked back to her motionless husband. She felt so helpless. She couldn't do anything to help him. She tried talking to him every day, and he always stayed the same. She always kissed his lips, hoping he would wake up like sleeping beauty, but he simply remained motionless. She wondered if he would ever snap out of it. What was she suppose to do if he doesn't? She knew Miroku would rather die than be a human vegetable all of his life.

 

She quickly shook that thought from her head. She didn't want to think of those kinds of things.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Naraku watched Inu yasha and Kagome talk about how fortunate Satoru was. He eyes showed weak anger. He looked away and the image fogged over back into a clear reflection as Kanna withdrew the mirror back into her arms. Her pale bony fingers grasped its silver frame loosely as she awaited Naraku's next orders.

 

“You seem disappointed” Kagura said, sitting next to Naraku's half cocooned body that was pressed against the slimy, flesh colored walls. His eyes fell upon her with a look that clearly stated what she had said.

 

“Why does she hesitate?”

 

“Maybe it will take time for the transformation to fully take over. It's not so bad, she has killed many…”

 

“Perhaps… but I think it is time to take her human soul. Maybe we can influence her transformation a bit”

 

“Take her human soul?”

 

“Yes. Kanna, you know what to do”

 

Kanna gave no reply or sign she acknowledged what Naraku had said. She simply turned the mirror so it look directly at her. Because she already had no soul, the mirror had no effect on her. She stood there, staring at her own reflection for a long moment. Suddenly, the image became blurry, mixed, and distorted. Black seemed to drip into the mix as it swirled around.

 

The mirror shook fiercely in her hands, as Tsuki's human image appeared in the mirror. The shaking stopped and Kanna stared blankly at Tsuki's image in her mirror.

 

“She is awake,” Kanna said in a voice that expressed no emotion.

 

“What did you say?” Naraku asked.

 

Kanna held the mirror out and showed him. There was Tsuki's human image, her black hair caressed around her shoulders and her violet eyes were wide open, with no true expression on her face.

 

“She has awakened her human soul. How did she do this?”

 

“The mirror cannot hold anymore souls now…” Kanna said to them.

 

“Can her human soul be that big? We only have but a handful of souls in that mirror!” Kagura said.

 

“Her soul calls to her… It calls to her body” Kanna replied.

 

“But it cannot get to her. Show me Kanna, what is she doing now?”

 

The image of Tsuki's human form fogged over and changed into a picture…

 

~.~

 

Tsuki sat on a rock by the river with her clawed hands over her face. Her hot breath fogged in the cold night air, her sorrowful moans carried through the wind.

 

“What's happening to me?” she cried into her shaking hands. Her head had been hurting her since she had left the school earlier that day. Her heart ached, like two sides were pulling away from each other, trying to rip it apart. She had been sitting on that rock for hours, growling, snarling, and moaning painfully.

 

She felt like she was literally being split in half. She wanted to kill, and yet at the same time, she didn't want to move away from the rock, cause she knew she would hurt someone else.

 

She let out another ferocious scream as she fell over on the soft grass. She squirmed and groaned and rolled over on to her hands and knees and started to gag. Her blood red eyes began to water as she puked all over the ground before her.

 

“IT HURTS!!! WHY! Why does it hurt so bad?!” she cried out, tears leaked past her eyelids as she shut her watery eyes. Her hands searched around and found the rock she had been sitting on.

 

Her claws hit the top, trying to claw her way back up the rock. Her claws screeched against the hard stone surface, she couldn't get a grip. It she was in her right mind, getting back on the rock would have been a simple task, she was completely out of her mind.

 

The pain she felt was so unbearable, and it never went away. It crept through her body for hours and hours, like poisonous spiders were eating her insides.

 

“MAKE IT STOP!” She shouted as she banged her head hard against the large rock, shattering it to bits, like it would make her pain ease.

 

She didn't feel the pain or the wetness of the blood when it dripped down her forehead on onto her nose. She only could feel the searing pain and confusion she felt inside.

 

~.~

 

Naraku laughed out as he gazed into the Mirror. “She is pathetic, I think we should give her what she wa-” he paused as he looked deeper into the mirror with extreme interest. Tsuki was looking up at someone; she could hear the footsteps approaching.

 

“I'm sorry, I don't mean to intrude, but are you ok? I could hear you screaming” The voice came from a young man with his brown hair in a clean-cut hairstyle. His blue/gray eyes were soft and kind. He seemed like a really nice man in his early 20's.

 

“No, get away! I don't want to hurt you!” she half cried, half growled.

 

“Please miss, I only want to help”

 

“You can't help me… no one can”

 

“Maybe, If you let me, maybe I could” he said as he approached her carefully. He couldn't see her face; she was lying on her stomach, her long silver hair spread over her body like a silky blanket.

 

“No, just go! Save yourself!” she groaned as she tried desperately to hold herself back, griping the grass with her claws.

 

Naraku looked frustrated. She didn't even know this boy and yet she held herself back. “Kanna. Put the soul to rest. Do it now.” He demanded.

 

“Yes master” she turned the mirror back to herself and the image changed yet again to the human form of Tsuki. Her violet eyes seemed to look right at her. Kanna didn't pay attention to it, she closed her eyes as she gently brushed her cold fingers over the glass. Her concentration seemed unbreakable as she put all her energy into the mirror so she could control what was inside.

 

Eventually, Tsuki's human eyes blinked, making it look as though she was trying to resist sleep. But eventually, she found she wasn't strong enough to fight and finally her eyes shut completely.

 

“Good work Kanna… now, show me the results” he seemed almost anxious to see Tsuki kill again.

 

“Come on, let me take you to a doctor, you need medical help!” pleaded the nice young man as he rested his hand on her shoulder in a comforting manner. The boy still couldn't see her face as it turned from a sad, tormented expression to a look of complete madness.

 

The boy's eyes widened as a clawed hand came from the silvery hair and gripped his wrist painfully. He winced as blood dripped out of the veins her claws had pierced through. “What… are you doing?! Stop!”

 

The sounds of her low, terrorizing chuckles sent chills down his spin. “I told you… You should have listened. And now…” she broke off into full on laughter as she gripped tighter. He screamed out in horrible agony.

 

Crack

 

His screams continued to fill the air as she ripped his arm right off the man's torso and dropped it to the side. “Oh my god…” he cried.

 

She smirked and wrapped her arm around his waist, drawing him close her body. Her over hand slid around his ribs gently and her claws found his middle right side. He tried to get away from her, but she was too strong for him.

 

Her claws brushed the soft spot between his ribs before he plunged them deep into his ribcage. He gagged and spit blood up on her hair. She held him in place as she laughed, her hand moving inside him as if she was searching for something. He screamed as she grinned when she found what she was looking for and pulled out his heart. His ribs broke and fell out of his body, some of his insides leaked onto the green grass as he fell to the floor on his hands and knees.

 

She kicked him over, stepped on top of his back, hearing a loud crunch as she did so. His body went limp and his voice went quite as she walked away laughing madly in the cold night, ready to kill again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Kagome sat there dumbfounded as she looked into the small hand held mirror. The mirror that just before had held Tsuki's human image inside it, now she only saw her own reflection looking back at her. “What does this mean?” Kagome asked. Inu yasha turned to Sesshomaru.

 

“I think someone is tampering with Tsuki, to make her stay this way. That's the only way to explain it… how else would she even find this book. It has to be Naraku,” he said to them.

 

“Oh my” Kagome fainted and Inu yasha just barely caught her before she hit the floor. They knew Naraku probably made her find the book, but now, be can practically control her! This was not good…

 

 

 

 

 

 

A/N: Well, that all for now folks. I've been writing this whole time I haven't had my computer, It's to bad I couldn't post it sooner. I hope this chapter wasn't boring. Don't forget to review!!!

 

Arianna