InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Drown ❯ Chapter 3: Got a hole in my soul ( Chapter 3 )

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Title: Drown
Author: DeityOfDeath
Archive: Yes please...
Pairings: Inu Yasha/Kouga mentions of Inu Yasha/Kagome and Inu Yasha/Kikyo InuYasha/OC
Category: Drama, romance, slash, Mpreg, yaoi
rating: NC-17/R
Spoilers: Most likely.
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, Non-con, Mpreg, SPOILERS!
Disclaimers: I never have nor will I ever own Inu Yasha or its chars. They are property of Rumiko Takashi and major companies.

Note from Author: Thank You for reading and supporting fan fiction! Enjoy and please review!

The chapter titles are lyrics from the song "Drown" by Bring Me The Horizon

Chapter 3: Got a hole in my soul

Hope is a fragile thing.

It seems as soon as you find it, it is stripped from you and your soul is left raw like an open wound with nothing to heal it.

I held my secret and with it my hope of escaping. Rumors of hope ran rampant throughout the cave that perhaps Kiba's absence meant he was dead. I knew better than to have such hope. Kiba, Tobe and two other wolf tribesmen resided in these caves with our wolf jailors. The other two were comprised of, another muscled lackey with short black hair and cruel red eyes named Akan and his nitwit skinny brother who looked to be a malnourished version of his muscled counterpart named Akira. Both were cruel and the captured wolf females often hoped to be kept by Tobe or Kiba and avoid the brothers' cruel attentions. I shuddered at the thought of how much worse it could be under the brothers when I had experienced much under Kiba's cruel hands.

I was lucky enough to not have to witness the cruel things whispered aloud in my confines by my visiting helpers in Kiba's absence but the stories themselves left me feeling lucky despite all Kiba had put me through.

A young female named Kira was one of three of my helpers who seemed to talk to help her nerves and keep her busy while she followed through with whatever task she had been given on any given day. She was a pretty thing with copper hair similar to Ayame's that was shorn close to her head. She told me often that she was jealous of my own long locks and how hers had been close to her knees before her capture. She said they had shorn it as a lesson in obedience when she had first arrived. Her eyes often became watery while she told me. I would lay a hand on hers and squeeze letting her feel a bit of comfort that could be shown without notice.

She and I found an odd friendship and I had told her many times that her beauty was there with or without her long locks. My muscles had strengthened and I had hope that I could run and possibly run again and I took the risk of telling Kira.

She had shown hope and I knew in her I would have an ally and aide. As my body grew stronger my belly grew wider and we waited and bided our time.

A day came when Kiba left with his pack and most of his wolves leaving behind a mere four wolves to watch over us. We decided then it would be this chance or none at all.

Kira had brought me Tessaiga wrapped in clean pelts; I had not asked how she managed to retrieve such an important item I merely gripped her hand tightly silently letting her know how much I appreciated her.

She gathered two of the women who could move and we decided it was time. I stood and wrapped myself in an old fur and tucked Tessaiga into my meager robe. As my wolf jailor entered I slid my sword from its sheath and plunged it into his chest. He gave a low whine and collapsed and that brought another wolf.

I transformed and slashed him in half before slashing the hanging hide in half. I hated that hide as much as I hated this cave that had become my prison.

Kira was at my side with a bloodied dagger bare in her hands.

“Let us go. The last wolf won't leave Sachi. He's guarding her so we are safe to go.”

At her words we quietly and slowly exited the cave. Outside it was hot and humid and the sun had just barely made it past the horizon letting me know it was still early in the morning. I stumbled and had a small limp but I was walking and as I pushed my self forward I found myself running.

Beside me ran Kira and her two friends; one I simply knew as Shizuka, named so because she made no sound and was “quiet” with her ebony locks and crystal blue eyes the other was Hana a bruised and beaten female also with shorn hair though hers was ebony much like her eyes.

We ran, tasting freedom even with fear deep in her hearts. We ran until our chests ached and my ankles felt like there were small fires burning through them. We were thirst but too afraid to stop for a drink and so we pushed out broken bodies further than we ever thought we would.

I herded us through a nearly dried stream to help cover our scents and we ran through it until it dried up and then we continued running through woods. I had no sense of direction and the heat played tricks on our malnourished minds but still we continued on. The sun was just beginning to set when stopped finally for a break. I was sweat soaked an in pain from head to toe but I wanted to be free, needed to be free.

A howl rent the air and we all stood at attention.

I turned to Kira, “Go! Run and find Kouga. Tell him what's happened. If he can, have him fetch Sesshomaru.”

Kira looked stricken and panicked and nodded to the other two to keep running.

“Go, Shizu…Kira. Bring help. I'll stay with him,” Said Hana as she came to my side.

“Go Hana. I've got this.”

She looked reluctant but I pulled Tessaiga from its sheathe and transformed it and held it so that it faced the direction of the howls closing in on us.

“Go,” I growled out.

She vanished from my line of vision and the sound of her footsteps all but disappeared and I stood there shivering in the heat as I awaited my fate in the humid heat. I felt cold even with the heat surrounding me.

The howls became louder and I stood there with Tessaiga in my hands and even as I saw their forms approaching I fought my instinct to run with every fiber deep inside of me.

Instinct wanted me and my unborn pup out of harms way and far from these males but the idiotic hero in me wanted those females safe and far from here before they caught up.

As they approached they slowed their pace and I could see the anger in Kiba's eyes and yet I forced myself to stand my ground. I lifted Tessaiga and held it high and roared out loud, “Kaze no kizu”.

The burst of energy tore the land up and forced them back and a cry of pain let me know I had managed to take down a wolf at least.

Kiba looked surprised for a mere moment before the look of anger returned ten fold. I took my eyes from Kiba as I watched Akan and Akira run forward to attack me and my heartbeat increased as I thought of their hands on Hana, Shizuka or Kira again and I raised Tessaiga again and growled as I screamed out “Kaze no kizu” once more.

Akan and Akira screamed in agony as it cut them in half and their bodies crumbled to the ground in a splash of crimson.

I saw Kiba growl and run at me but after a day of running and two powerful attacks my body was slow to react and before I could bring Tessaiga high for another attack Kiba had brought his sharp claws in front of him as kido and youki gathered. I knew I would die in this attack and I closed my eyes and felt myself thrown backwards.

I hit the ground gasping, wrapping my arms around my middle as instinct to protect my pup kicked in. At finding no wound I looked up from the ground and sobbed out loud at the sight before me.

Hana stood there, pierced through her tiny chest by Kiba's right hand. I screamed and stumbled to me knees and watched as Kiba forcefully pulled his hand from her body. She inhaled in pain and fell backwards into my arms and lap.

“Hana…No…..”

My eyes grew hot as I stared down into her beautiful ebony pools. She coughed and blood as well as thicker things came up.

“Knew…you were…dumb…didn't want you to…get that cub…killed,” she gasped out while blood gurgled up from her the corners of her mouth.

“No…no…no…idiot…” and as the words left my tightened throat so did the tears that I fought so hard to keep from falling.

“How very…touching,” his callous voice said mockingly.

At Kibas words I looked up watching as he whipped his hand through the air trying to rid it of blood.

“Keep…it…safe…” and then the light left her eyes and her chest stopped rising.

I stared down at her and as she was wrenched from my lap cruelly and tossed away like a ragdoll I couldn't bring myself to look away from my crimson soaked robe which hugged my belly, showing the bump for what it was; a housing for the unborn pup within.

“Oh, I have been a bad mate...left my mate alone for far too long that I failed to notice he was carrying; but then again, how cruel of you to keep it a secret from me. I see a very naughty doggy that needs to be punished.”

I wasn't expecting the closed fisted punching that sent me reeling backwards onto the hard ground. I lay there as stars danced in my vision that cleared as the all too familiar pain of my ankles shattering tore screams from my throat. Kiba took his anger out on my ankles and then my knees. I screamed cried and when he was done I found myself one large throbbing wound of physical, emotional and mental pain.

I prayed to any god that would listen for freedom and for my pups' survival but somewhere deep down inside I thought a quick death would be just as good.

When he deemed his handiwork good enough he lifted me into his arms and held me as though I were a precious bride and we began walking with a few wolves that remained alive following us. I swayed in his arms and found myself in a fitful sleep of pain and fevered dreams.

I awoke a few times along our journey to the caves and finally awoke in the same bed furs I had left behind. Kiba gave me no respite, he mounted me and cruelly had his pleasure with me, slapping me until lights flashed before me and wrapping his hands cruelly around my throat restricting my air flow until I thrashed and then he would let go. He had me on my back and when he was done he flipped me over and took me on my stomach careful to lift my hips; protecting the pup I carried even if not for me its carrier.

He barely left my side and often her and his remaining pack member Tobe, held their meetings in me presence in our room. His cruelty found new heights as he even had me in front of Tobe to embarrass me and teach me how I was nothing to him but his whore and bearer of his cubs.

My hell continued and I too found myself unable to speak even when spoken to. I locked myself away deep inside; hiding what remained of my self as if every beating, rape and cruel word spoken was someone else's pain and not my own.

I ate and drank what I was given and once more days grew into an endless time loop and the only changes were in my own body. My belly grew and soon I felt movement and it became my respite, a reminder of why I continued living. Soon even that became a new terror for me…

When I felt the pups movements and see them as well I knew I had to escape. I couldn't birth this pup away from this monster or die trying.

To Be Continued…

Trying so hard to write every night, so far I'm doing okay. Next chapter hopefully coming soon…

Kat