InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Forgotten ❯ The Howling Wind of Betrayal ( Chapter 6 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or anyone from the hit anime series “Inuyasha”. Rumiko Takahashi does. I do own all OC's in this story.

 

This chapter contains graphic violence.

 

195 years Before the Search for the Jewel Shards

 

Chapter Six: The Howling Wind of Betrayal

 

Sagara doesn't surprise well. When things no longer acted according to his predictions, he either moves to remove the chaotic element or he retreats to study it until it becomes predictable. The choice depends on his plans and the odds of his success. However, chaos is a tricky thing to fight, especially for one with no battle instinct.

-Inuyasha

 

“Yuki, is it really alright for us to be out here?” asked Ayume as she, Yuki and Inuyasha strolled down the street. Everyone they passed on the street made a point of looking away from the trio and the behavior made the young wind tenko nervous.

 

“We all need the fresh air, Ayume,” replied Yuki, fanning herself. “I can only stand being stuck indoors for so long.

 

Ayume reluctantly agreed. For wind tenko, staying indoors all day was akin to being smothered and both women had had enough. Still Ayume couldn't shake her unease; after all, Izayoi's murderer was still at large. Inuyasha, still rattled by the past several days, clung to Ayume with one small fist while sucking on his thumb.

 

The two women heard a sniff and looked down as Inuyasha began to cry. Ayume knelt down and cuddled the hanyou child. The boy buried his face into her chest as she ran her finger through his snowy locks. Silent sobs shook his small form. Inuyasha had been crying off and on since his mother's death. He seemed fine one minute and the next he would be sobbing.

 

Yuki leaned over to rub his ears when a sudden rumble stopped her. “What was that?” she whispered. Ayume just shook her head and continued to stare down the street.

 

“Ayume, take Inuyasha home. I'm going to see what that was,” said Yuki and started walking toward the sound.

 

“Yuki!” hissed Ayume, fear etched into her beautiful face.

 

“Just go, I'll be fine,” said Yuki, waving her fan at them without pausing.

 

“Yuki,” whispered Inuyasha as Ayume turned away. Yuki glanced back and smiled at the little face peering over Ayume's shoulder at her. She looked away, smile vanishing, and continued walking.

 

Inuyasha looked at Ayume and asked, “Will it be okay?”

 

Ayume smiled in reassurance and said, “I'm sure she will be fine. After all she can fly away from trouble.”

 

Another rumble shook the ground. Regaining her footing, Yuki looked up in time to see a spiral of tentacles drag something to the ground. `Earth spikes!' she thought when she failed to sense any demon power. `But who could be battling and why here of all places?' she thought and began running.

 

Dodging down a side street toward the position of the spikes she saw another set fly up after something; they were much closer. She turned another corner and saw Yahiko raise an earth column before him. It shattered just as a dagger flew past it. To her horror, the dagger circled around and, before she could cry a warning, it crashed into the back of the young man and flew out his chest. He fell to the ground, dead.

 

Yuki remained frozen, her mind unable to accept what she had just seen. `There's no way! There's no way that dagger could have turned around!' she thought. The dust began to settle and her eyes widened at the sight.

 

Sagara stood, bloody dagger in hand, staring at Yahiko's corpse. Then he looked up and saw her. Time froze as they stared at each other, each one horrified by the other. Yuki's mind whirled.

 

`How? How could he control that dagger? He's a wind tenko not a metal!' she thought. `I can't win. I can't win with wind, he's a Kanzaki. He's stronger than me! My water magic is barely anything, it won't work! And he can control that dagger! Even if I could hold my own against him with wind and water combination, I could never defend against that dagger!'

 

There was only one choice.

 

Time thawed; Sagara growled and raised the dagger to hurl at her. Yuki launched herself back down the side street to get out of his line of sight. Reasoning abandoned, Yuki flew down the street and then whipped around the corner. Instincts screamed at her to keep among the buildings and to dodge down streets. She could hear Sagara soaring in pursuit. He too was keeping low to the ground; he didn't want anyone else to see him. His dagger flew a few feet ahead of him, but Yuki kept vanishing around corners making it impossible to strike.

 

Yuki had lost track of where she was going; only that it was away from Sagara. Then she made another sharp turn and saw a sight that made her heart skip a beat. While the chase had seemed to be long and endless, in truth, not much time had past. Before her walked Ayume carrying Inuyasha, they had only just reached the main road running along side the river and were about to turn onto it. Inuyasha opened his eyes and stared at her.

 

“Run!” Yuki screamed, and then her life ended in a shower of blood, flesh and bone. Ayume only had time to look back before the dagger, flew from Yuki's body, dove into her own waist and sliced her in two.

 

Inuyasha hit the ground then stared in shock at Ayume. Ayume, eyes wide, stared back at Inuyasha and gasped, “Run, Inuyasha! Run home! Hurry!” The hanyou looked back and saw Sagara reach up and catch the bloody dagger.

 

Inuyasha fled down the road, terror causing his heart to pound against his rib cage. Fear froze his mind; all he could do was run away. Sagara drew back his hand and sent the dagger soaring after his cousin. He felt no twinge of guilt as the deadly blade flew through the air and buried itself into child's back. The boy was just another witness, another threat to his plans, that needed to be eliminated.

 

At the moment of impact, fire spewed from the wound and roared into a great whirlwind around the fallen boy. The flames continued to expand as they swirled, consuming everything that came in contact with it, reducing it to ash. The dagger flew out of the flames and fell.

 

Shocked by the appearance of fire, Sagara didn't see the white hot blade until it buried itself into his shoulder. He screamed in agony and tried to pull the dagger from him, but the hilt burned his hand. He glanced up when he felt his face grow hot. The whirlwind was still growing; with a second to spare, he threw himself backwards and sped away from the swirling inferno.

 

As he flew away, he looked back in fear. `Impossible! How could that magic appear now and why is it so powerful?' He turned away, grimacing. The dagger was still burning his shoulder and he was certain his plans, along with everything else down there, were going up in smoke.

 

`All those years of careful planning wasted!' he thought in disgust. The image of the dagger sinking into Inuyasha's back caused him to land. `That injury is serious; he may not be able to talk for awhile. I might still have a chance to salvage this, if I'm careful.' He walked over to the river and submerged his shoulder. The blade hissed as did he.

 

With the dagger cool enough to touch, he pulled it from his shoulder. No blood oozed from the wound, the hot blade had cauterized it. He stared at the warped blade for a moment then threw it into the water. `However,' he continued thinking, `if my plans have become ash then I will need centuries to gain the power I desire. I best make preparation then. I mustn't count on Grandfather not realizing the truth or Inuyasha being incapacitated. I must be ready for any possibility!'

 

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Chapter Seven: My Ice

 

Right when everything seemed to be wonderful tragedy strikes the castle.

 

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I swear to you no matter what I do, it WILL tie into the series by the time this book is done. So don't panic over the fact that Inuyasha has fire magic now and not in the series.

 

The next two chapters are going to be coming up real quick. Something those of you have been reading the update section on my bio are aware of.

 

As a precaution I bumped up the rating even further because I'm getting more graphic with the violence. If you feel scenes like the one above require “hentai” as a descriptive then please tell me so I can fix it. I don't want the story removed due to my ignorance.

 

I am seriously considering doing another type of prequel where I tell Midoriko's story. Is anyone interested or are you going to hold your opinion until I begin writing it?

 

There is a slight chapter imbalance as I try to line up the chapters so they are timed right. I want Sesshomaru's story ending about the time he and Inuyasha meet.

 

We are back to this again are we? *looks around for readers* I would love to acknowledge and thank reviewers but you need to leave a review.