InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Destiny's Spiral ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and the other characters in this anime, and I never will.

 

Chapter Three

 

“I feel like I have amnesia and déjà vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before.”

-Steven Wright

 

Tokyo, Japan. It is possibly the largest city in the country. Rich with culture and history, a fabulous view of Mt. Fuji, and surrounded by beaches it is a destination of interest for people of every kind. Feel safe when you take walks on the boardwalk, and downtown because the best protection organization against demons is always on duty.

 

The afternoon sun filtered through the trees in the city's parks, and brought a wonderful warmth to all the people running from the city's center. They were all running from a three eyed snake demon creating havoc.

 

“Hiraikotsu!”

 

The giant bone boomerang flew through the air towards the snake's neck. Any other time the boomerang would have cut right through, killing the demon instantly. This time it bounced off the demon back towards it's owner.

 

“It's no use! The demon's scales are hard as diamond, nothing can cut it!” The demon slayer called to her companions from her twin-tailed demon cat, Kirara.

 

From the top of a tall building nearby the demon slayer's friends thought of a next course of action.

 

A monk in purple robes stepped forward, clutching beads wrapped around his hand. “It seems I'll have to suck the demon into my wind tunnel.”

 

“You can't Miroku. It may be venomous,” the demon slayer called out.

 

The second companion stepped up next to Miroku, and put their hand on his shoulder. “Sango's right, Miroku. It's too dangerous. Don't worry, we'll think of another way.”

 

Miroku nodded to show he understood. “Do you have any ideas, Kagome?”

 

“The demon has to have a weak spot. To find that spot we'll have to watch it carefully,” Kagome elaborated.

 

The snake was thrashing, destroying the buildings around it. Sango was desperately trying to confine the snake in one area with her hiraikotsu. The snake opened its mouth out of anger whenever the hiraikotsu hit it.

 

“Miroku, if a demon's demonic aura is weakened, will its defences weaken?” Kagome asked.

 

“In theory, yes. Why?”

 

“I think I know how to beat the demon. If I were to shoot an arrow into the demon's mouth it would weaken the demonic aura—“

 

“—And the weakened demon would be vulnerable to an attack. Good thinking, Kagome,” Miroku finished.

 

Kagome lodged an arrow in her bow, and watched. Kirara was dancing around the snake demon, while Sango threw her hiraikotsu, trying to keep it in one area. What was I thinking? I'm not this good a shot! Kagome thought.

 

The demon turned in Kagome's direction. “Here goes nothing.” She fired her arrow.

 

The arrow followed a straight path towards the demon's mouth. After it passed the halfway mark, the arrow's path changed. It's going to miss! Kagome despaired. At the last second, Kirara smashed into the side of the snake's head, shoving it into the path of Kagome's arrow.

 

The snake writhed in pain as the sacred energy spread through its body. The scales covering its body dulled as it lost power. Before it could recover, the demon's head was cut off by Sango's hiraikotsu, and the demon's body was covered in its own blood.

 

The tension in Kagome's body released itself and she fell to her knees. “That was so close.” All Kagome could see was a repeating video of her arrow flying to miss. “If Kirara hadn't been there…” Kagome trailed off.

 

Miroku knelt next to Kagome. “Don't be so hard in yourself. It's for reasons like this we travel in groups. If something doesn't go according to plan, the rest are there to help or put it right. Always remember that.

 

“Now, shall we get going, Kagome? Kirara is here to take us off the roof.” He held out his hand to help Kagome up.

 

Kagome thought about what Miroku had told her then took his hand.

 

They walked to the edge of the roof and Kagome gave him a dangerous look. “Hands off.” “I wouldn't think of such a things, Kagome,” Miroku said retracting the hand that had gravitated towards Kagome's ass. “Mhm,” Kagome said disbelieving as she climbed onto Kirara.

 

Kagome rushed over to Sango as soon as her feet touched ground, muttering about unholy monks the whole way. “See anything the demon slayers can use?”

 

Sango looked up from the snake demon's corpse. “The demon's hide has the potential to make good armour. A snake's bones are difficult to place. Used properly, they make uniquely powerful weapons, but aren't strong enough for most other weapon types. Sango knew Kagome didn't really care for what weapon made what, but appreciated her taking the time to ask.

 

At that moment Miroku sauntered over with a large goose egg on his head. He'd gotten too close to Kagome while she was standing too close to a rock. Judging by the size of that bump, it was a big rock. “Come Ladies, it was a difficult fight, why don't we get an ice cream to celebrate?”

 

“You can go celebrate, but I have to go home and bring a cart back here. If the raw materials aren't stored properly right away, it's a waste,” Sango said.

 

“And it's my turn to cook dinner tonight, and we're having guests over for the evening.” Kagome said.

 

Miroku frowned. “You two are no fun. At least Kirara will come with me, right?” He looked to the twin-tailed cat. She transformed into her miniature form and turned walked away from him. The girls laughed at the scene. Not even a cat would go with him.

 

When Kagome reached the entrance of her family's shrine she knew without a doubt the something was wrong. The typical crowd of refugees, injured, and all those who came to pray were gone. The silence which filled the air wasn't normal. There was some sort of tension present.

 

She knew who she needed to find. They were one person who, without a doubt, would know something and would tell her without a second thought. Hiding behind the Sacred Tree was that person. “Souta,” she called running up to him.

 

He turned around and shhhed her.

 

“Why what's up, Souta?”

 

“I'm not sure. Not to long ago Lady Keade came over here and she mentioned something about the ancient well. Mama and Grandpa have been in the well house with her ever since.”

 

Now she was curious. In her childhood Kagome had often been told stories about the well, but she never believed them. All the well had ever done was sit there taking up space. She had almost fallen into it once and Grandpa had immediately covered the top of the well covering it in even more seals. For it to suddenly be doing something...What could it be?

 

As she got closer, Kagome found she was drawn to the well. She was positive that even if her mind wanted to go somewhere else, her body wouldn't let her.

 

Inside the well house, the cover had been removed Keade stood at the edge of the well. She rested her hands on the side of the well with her eyes closed, peering into the mouth of the well. Her mom and grandfather stood behind her.

 

When Kagome stepped in Kaede turned around and told her to stand by her.

 

“Tell me child, were you too drawn here?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“I see. Close your eyes and focus on the well. Try to sense what's inside it and tell me what you feel.”

 

The aura Kagome felt was eerily familiar. It was like remembering a forgotten dream. In a strange way it comforted her. The aura seemed to be moving in a strange pattern. Move and stop, move again then stop. Whatever it was seemed lost or maybe it was searching for something.

 

The comfort on Kagome's face must have showed because all she heard next was her grandfather questioning Kaede. “If the aura is demonic, why is she at ease?”

 

Kagome hadn't noticed the aura was demonic until she heard her grandfather say so. Even then there was something so different about it. “The demon in the well isn't a whole demon is it?”

 

“You are right. The one in this well is not a full demon. It's also one I never expected to run into again.

 

“Pay it no mind. It is unlikely under most circumstances that the demon will find its way out of the well. The remains and souls of demons have been thrown into this very well for hundreds of years and none have ever resurfaced. Do not worry about a thing but I still wish for ye to keep your distance from this well house. Should the demon beat all odds and escape it will most likely come for ye first.”

 

Kagome's mother stepped out the doors of the well house. “It seems our dinner guests are here,” she alerted the others as a young raven haired girl ran into her arms. “Hello, Rin. How are you?”

 

Everything said after that was a mess of noise in the background.

 

It will come me first?

 

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A/N: Alright, you all have the right to pelt me with tomatoes, lettuce, mud, whatever. It's been a long time since an update and this one was mainly filler. To try and make up to you I've done this. I noticed that chapter one of this story showed up as just a disclaimer. That made me pretty mad so I'm working on fixing that since chapter one was one of my favourites. I've got my ideas rolling for the next chapter so hopefully homework and my own personal soap opera of a life will calm down long enough for me to get the chapter done.

 

~Kelso