InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Forbidden ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

Disclaimer: Every time that I write these disclaimers, I feel emptier without Sesshoumaru at my side.

Author's Note: This chapter will have some very explicit details, so those with weak constitutions should skip down to the end (it will be marked). Thanks again for reviewing, so keep them coming and I'll keep my promises on updating with two chapters every weekend.

 

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Little by little, the aura around her soul continues to fade surrounded by

dark and despair.

Little by little she will continue to fall until night is only there as

painful comfort.

 

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She hears voices and doesn't know if they're from her beaters or if she's finally gone crazy. It's so quiet and when there is no noise, people tend to go a little crazy. Her head isn't the only part of her body part that got hit; her entire body did too. After a couple days of the abuse, they released her hands from the walls.

`I fought them in the beginning but I cannot fight them now.'

Kagome's body is sore from all the beating and abuse from them. Any clothes that she wore that unfortunate day when she was taken is gone. She has been deprived of food and warmth; her bones were broken and haven't been set. Her bones had tried to heal themselves but in a most grotesque way. Her breasts look extremely flat and saggy due to the lack of nutrition and her face is swollen and disfigured. Her whole body is literally nothing but skin and bones. Her body ate away her fat and is now using her internals to find some food; any anorexic would be proud. Another horrible consequence is her skin, which sags in the disgusting way; people would probably look away at her ugliness if she were sent back into the world. She probably wouldn't recognize herself if she looked into a mirror.

They first left Kagome in that small and tiny room for days without food and water. They wanted her to find a way out, when there wasn't one to be found. They wanted her spirit to be crushed when the days passed on and they wanted her to lose all hope. After some days had passed, she was weak and frail. She couldn't move a muscle in her body; it must have been some days since she has had anything to eat. When the first man came he found her in a corner in a fetal position. She was mumbling incoherently when he approached her. He grabbed her roughly and smiled with amusement when she didn't struggle. He then raped her until he got his fill. Even though the first one left another came after. But he didn't rape; he beat her to a pulp.

 

They could be the same men but they do different things with different passion. They are two different men or demons.

 

Kagome's wounds would close and heal but only be reopened when they would return. The captors would never say anything at all when they came but would come, do their business, and leave. A word is never said from the men. The only sounds were grunting of the rapist and the panting from the beater when trying to find breath to strike her again. There were no more tears left in her eyes when they come because of dehydration. All the teeth in her mouth except for her molars have been knocked out from the beatings and her once nicely kept hair has fallen out in clumps. Although, not all her hair fell out by itself, the first attacker pulled it out during her rapes. He would pull her hair so that he could penetrate her even more. He wanted her to feel everything that he was doing to her and she did. Everything that she felt is intensified because of her injuries; she sees stars with every thrust. Her screams echoed off the walls when he took her final virginity some time ago. She saw explosions in everywhere in her vision and white-hot searing pain in the lower half of her body. Her knees are sore and her body is weak, she just wants to give into the pain and fade away. But she doesn't. Why?

 

She doesn't want the attackers to have the satisfaction that they have broken her. So she waits, she waits for something rare, a miracle.

 

She's been in that room for so long that she grows afraid when the voices in her head stop talking, leaving her alone. Nothing eases the pain not even Kami. If Kami really existed then why doesn't He come and deliver her from this evil. She would wonder where she went wrong in life. Why doesn't He save His child from suffering? She was a virgin before they came and took it away. So why hasn't He done anything? `Maybe', she thinks, `maybe this is my test. Maybe Kami is wanting for me to doubt him, so that he can send me to hell. The Great Deceiver will come and try to pull me away from my faith.'

One day is different from all the others, the first man didn't come for her first; the second one did. He comes in and stabs her repeatedly in the arms and stomach. He never uses a weapon on her before, so why this time? White-hot pain shot through her body. The feeling was indescribable and the pain wouldn't stop. She feels all his angry and pain through each strike. She feels her pain shiver through out her entire body. The whole process is long lasting and painful for her and she couldn't scream because she barely had enough strength to raise her arms in defense. Nothing could help the pain and there were no tears to express the sadness of it all. No one could help her.

The knife he uses glimmer in the dark. It shimmers like silver on the back of an ancient mirror. The blade itself reflects any light that touched its surface. Kagome really wishes that she now had a mirror so that she could have some light. She sees the reflection of shine and light every time the knife touches her body.

He slices at one spot about ten times before moving to the next one. Blood tinkled from her new wounds as he moves from one spot to the next. Her mouth opened at each cut but no sound would escape from her lips. Her eyes were nearly glued shut trying her best to block out the pain that torment her body. She tries to think of peaceful meadows every time the knife connects with her body but the pain is too intense. Nothing could distract her from the throbbing that the knife left. He drags and cut and he drags and cut until her stomach, breasts, legs, and arms were covered with red marks. New pain stretches through her body as she is thrown against a cold wall. Pain shot up through her back as it rests upon it but she tries to assure her body that it is better than laying her stomach.

 

But in the end, the light comes near

And all the hurt and grief is gone

The demons have all disappeared

And she is where she belongs. 

 

The S.O.B left the door open! And there is light shining through! It glitters like a thousand suns in space. Nothing could have made her death seem more peaceful than seeing the illumination of light once more. Kagome tries with all her might to crawl towards the door. Every movement is pure agony and her mind begs for her to stop but her heart urges her on towards the door. A weak smile form at the base of her lips as she continues to grow closer to her destination. Her hands were bleeding, the wound in her flesh drops red liquid with each little movement but that doesn't stop her. She reaches out her hand to caress the glow tinkle on her skin.

Am I too lost to be saved?

 

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Inuyasha sits in a carriage heading back to Edo. He constantly worries over Kagome and how she is fairing. He wonders why Sesshoumaru sent them away to a distant land, a name that he cannot even pronounce, and why did his parents agree? Maybe they do notice something about Sesshoumaru's weird behavior.

`He hasn't always been so cold and inferior. When he was a pup, no taller than the old man's knees, he was so carefree and joyous. He laughed and smiled more. He played and could care less about being always clean and dealing with responsibilities. He even met Kagome once.'

“Inuyasha, we will be home in a couple of days,” Nami asks unintentionally disrupting his childhood memories.

`If mom didn't say anything then I would have been thinking about Sesshoumaru's reaction to Kagome but now I want to be home with Kikyou. I have to ride in this stupid buggy since it would be “so improper to jump from tree to tree or run” courtesy of father. I would have been with Kikyou weeks ago. Baka parents.'

Inuyasha stares out in the night; gazing at the star filled sky. The beauty of the night sky holds many untold mysteries and destines yet to unfold. When a star is born, so is a destiny. In the stars, he sees his beautiful Kikyou within the night sky. Her face planted within his mind and the stars keeps him sane.

`Hopefully my destiny is with Kikyou.'

His thoughts return to those of his love and home.

 

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Sesshoumaru continues to sleep peacefully in his chambers; this night there will no dreams of the green eyed ningen. He very much enjoyed the work that Akunar did on the female.

`She is so close to completely breaking down; just a few more beatings.'

No one was allowed to the dungeons area except for himself or Akunar. The ningen was too weak to even move so the guards were relieved of their duties days ago. Sesshoumaru noted that the family would return in a few days so he must put his plan in action faster.

 

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But then the door starts to close slowly. She pushes her body to move faster to win the fight and to take what was rightfully hers; she wants to win. But the door continues to close until it is nearly shut. The man stands by the door with a smile on his crooked face. She doesn't see his actual face but a silhouette of his entire body. His words, the first words she hears from anyone but herself were cold and final. “If the wounds heal then you will see more of me.” When he finishes he slams the door shut and when the door closed so did the light. Her body falls to the hard floor and doesn't move; it is all so cruel. Heart breaking sobs surge throughout her entire body. She falls to the floor. There is no will left in her body to hold her up.

“AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” she sobs continuously.

New tears rush down her cheeks, clearing the dirt smudges from her face. Her face lies on the cold floor, her arms are stretch out, and her legs are shoulder lengths apart. Without treatment she would die from the injuries. It didn't matter which was treated because the other problem still remained. Nothing mattered anymore because no mattered what she did, they still had won.

They broke her.

 

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A star in the sky loses its shine.

 

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I hope that you all enjoyed the chapters I posted this weekend.

Mischievous Female