InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Flaming Passion ❯ Kia's Mutiny ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Chapter 3
Kia's Mutiny
Kia had finally decided to sever her ties to Naraku. She wanted to be a free woman once again. She wanted her memories back. She didn't care if they were bad ones. She wanted to now who her family was. She was a wildfire that didn't want to be contained any longer. While she flew she watched for Naraku's spies. They watched her with intent, and she slew all of them.
“He cannot control the dragon inside me,” she thought. What she didn't know was that someone was watching her, but not the hell wasps. It was Sesshomaru that followed her, yet he didn't know why he was.
“If I pursue her I can find Naraku and finally have his head,” he peeked behind a tree. He shuffled a bit which startled her. She launched a fireball toward him.
“Come out you Saimyosha bastards,” she yelled out. He narrowly evaded the flaming spheres. He knew that she was on high alert for any of his petty minions.
 
They reached to what seemed to be a serene mountain range. She pressed her hand against an unseen force. She forced her hand harder into the barrier.
“Let me pass Naraku!” The barricade finally opened up while she proceeded as calmly as possible. He waited till the right moment to dash inside before the opening sealed itself again. He scanned the entire area for any sign of Naraku and his minions. His ears were alert as he heard light footsteps. Those footsteps belonged to Kagura.
 
Kia had entered Naraku's hideout with immense caution and stealth. She flattened herself against the walls of his castle and nervously peered past the corner for him. She knew she could easily take out any of his incarnations that would walk by. She stepped tentatively past many hallways until she found a special chamber. It was the room where her heart was and where he performed his vile rituals of creation. Her heart was in an enchanted urn. If the urn was destroyed her heart would return to her body, liberating her from him, forever. She hoped she would have her memories return to her. It was all she ever yearned for. She looked down the corridor and listened for any sounds. All she could sense was a cold chill that ran rampant through the castle. She stepped delicately to the room and approached the urn that held her beating heart. She eyed every corner with unease and ran her finger down the urn which had a hot touch and thus made the vase melt. The pitcher broke and the heart lurched toward her and entered her chest. She was stunned for that moment and with eyes wide-open. When she finally realized she was standing there, she brought up her hands to her chest to feel her beating heart for the first time in fifty years since her imprisonment. The moment was broken when she felt something slither up her ankle.
 
Kagura boldly approached Sesshomaru.
“It seems you have your arm back,” she eyed him eagerly. “Have you come to kill Naraku?” Sesshomaru just nonchalantly walked past her without a word said. Kagura had started to become frustrated. “So, how did you get your arm back?”
“Kia,” he said with great difficulty. Kagura's seductive gaze turned into a scowl.
“That lizard bitch could never stand to me,” she scoffed. “I'm sure you'd agree.” She came closer to him and placed her hand on his shoulder. He removed it and walked off.
“I doubt that,” he hissed. She was determined to have him. She rushed in front of him and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Unhand me woman.” He shoved her away angrily. “I am tiring of these interruptions. “ The conflict was disturbed when a scream rang from the castle to the outside grounds.
 
Naraku had crept up from behind Kia like a living shadow. He had his hand around her mouth and he grasped her around the waist.
“You did disobey me,” he snarled. “I shall give you one more chance because you are useful.”
“What is it Master Naraku,” she said with clenched teeth. He cackled venomously.
“Kill Sesshomaru,” he calmly said with a despicable grin. She no longer wanted to obey him. She had a fistful of hot embers that yearned to maul his ugly grin.
“Yes, Master Naraku,” she growled while flinging the scorching cinders toward his face. He yelled in distress while gripping his face.
“Perish you insignificant inbred,” he snarled. She darted out of the castle while hell wasps and the creepers pursued her. They shoved their way past the cramped passageways. She made her way to outside. That is where Kagura met her.
 
She called upon her wind blades and Kia blocked them effortlessly. The wasps moved in to sting her. She tried to scorch them while avoiding the slashing wind. The creepers of death crawled up her leg. They wrapped around her limbs and she struggled, yet her attempts were futile. She could hear Naraku's voice.
“Succumb to your fears, weaknesses, and nightmares. Writhe in your suffering. Yield to your flaws. Let pain consume you.” His voice faded away as the tree started to devour her mind. She began to weaken to her nightmares.
 
Every dragon was dead. Their bodies littered the battleground of lost souls. Naraku stood there next to Kagura. Chained next to them was the disheveled Sesshomaru. Kagura lifted him by his chains and kissed him while stabbing her hand into his chest. The blood spilled from his empty vessel, and he fell to the dirt. His lifeless eyes were void of their golden strength as he stared blankly into her with the dragons crying their last mournful song.
 
The tree started to constrict her like a cocoon. The branches crawled up her neck and started squeezing her lungs. Sesshomaru began to pant and he didn't know why. His left arm tensed up and felt as if it was being severed. His facial marks turned jagged and his eyes glowed red. A crimson aura surrounded him. His panting became deep as her felt his fangs elongate. Sweat poured from his brow. When Kia screamed a painful yelp he lost all control. He launched into the air with a beastly howl. With a deep growl he slashed to creepers away and Kia's body fell weakly to the ground. He swept her off the ground with her in his arms and he raced away.
 
Sesshomaru still didn't realize what he was doing. He found himself at the camp where he left Rin and Jaken. Kia was lying across from him and was wrapped in blankets. He came to and stared blankly at Jaken who had his arms crossed.
“Why did you bring another mortal here, milord?”
“I don't know,” he said puzzled. Kia sat up with the same look. She then was stricken by fright.
“Please don't harm me,” she said as she shielded her face. Rin crawled up to her with a curious face.
“Hello, what is your name,” Rin grinned with her innocent face.
“K-Kia,” she stammered.
“Milord, please answer my question,” Jaken shout impatiently. Sesshomaru ignored him and stared at the Tokijin.
“I know what I must do.”
To be continued...