InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Future Heart, Future Pain, Future Hope ❯ Chapter 10 ( Chapter 10 )
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By: Simply a Lady 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Adventure / Romance / Mystery | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.28.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 695 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Adventure / Romance / Mystery | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.28.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 695 | Status: Work In Progress
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Fatal Errors…
Wincing in pain as he collapsed against a tree, the youth known as Taro for all intent and purposes, buckled under the pain. It has been two days since he had confronted the past versions of the hanyou and his miko. Before when he had fought them, the pain had been minimal and in fact quite ordinary.
But then, when he had fought them, they refused to fight back…
Instead the entire time, before he killed them, they kept trying to convince he that he was their son…
“But my parents are dead…” He murmured. “And it is their fault that they died!” Suddenly falling to his knees as the pain overwhelms him, he thrusts his hands deep into the ground before him. Feeling as the energy crackles from all around him, he concentrates as hard as he can to direct it into the earth. So that the land can take it away from his body safely.
Falling back against the tree now his hands still in the ground, his amber eyes glow red for a minute as a barrier forms between him and the energy that attempts to remerge with his body.
A image of his dark energy, mixed with that hanyou's miko seems to float above him. Struggling within itself as it swirls in constant motion, Taro observes as all of sudden it turns white and comes raining down at him. Watching this as it happens.
The young man strengthens his barrier and as the energy connects, he is forced to look away as the tow fight once more. Her energy and his clashing as one tries to destroy the other over and over. Eventually, neither wins, and both fade from their extended fight…
Removing his hands from the ground now, he bows his head and brings his knees to his forehead as if contemplation. Hence when those demons approach him minutes later, although he seems to be weak and helpless to their eyes…
He is far from it.
As they come near some with swords drawn and ready, as other flash claws and smack their jaws as if ready to rend flesh,. Taro simply bides his time and waits for them to make the first move.
After all…even in this state it wouldn't be fear to not give them a chance at winning the battle.
Still as they four began to circle him, he can't help but taunt them a little, without even looking up he begins to speak.
“You demons are fools if you think you can take me on and live.”
Startled as the youth in front of them had not even once looked up, they shrugged it off as mere coincidence. Moving in closer for the kill, the four demons ready themselves for the attack.
“As we see it, there are four of us and only one of you human. I think we have the upper advantage.”
Suddenly leaping to tackle the youth, the four are thrown back and are held up in the air as streams of dark energy swarm around their bodies. Like knives almost against their skin, the four scream in intense pain as even though no blood is spilt, they feel as their souls are sucked from their bodies, which are slowly burnt to ash.
“To sneak attack on one, whom you assume is weak is never a good idea demon…” Taro whispered quietly and in a deadly like tone. Lifting his head up, the leader of that small pack of demons finds the amber eyes, which flash red and the same scent as associated with one, that they all know to avoid…for he is sheer power.
“You can not be related to him! You are human!”
“Guess again…”
Throwing the demons high and in the air with his power. Taro plays with their lives. Amused at the torture he puts them through as he slows the destruction of their bodies and souls, he winces as a voice calls to him. Warm and feminine it is the voice of someone who loved him dearly…
…Taro don't do this…
“Momma?”
Forgetting the demons for a moment, Taro brings his hands to his head as he fights with the pure energy inside him. It seems that the miko's powers have done something to his mind and soul.
It is forcing him to remember his parents…especially his mother. And she is someone whom he does not wish to remember for it brings back emotions he would rather forget.
The demons seeing their chance as they fall to the ground with a harsh landing, try to limp away as they seemingly powerful being clutches his head in intense agony. But they do not get very far.
His mind clearing all of a sudden, as he succeeds in pushing back his hesitation. Taro looks up and thrusts his arms out and deep into the ground once more.
The energy surging through his body on purpose this time as he focuses his power, they become like sharp as a knife as each of the four demons find themselves seconds later, pierced with it/ The pain intense, the leader knows he has made a fatal error, much to the chagrin of the others.
Thinking that the victim was human, he had thought it would be an easy kill. But having stayed upwind of this person, he never noticed the smell of the moon emanating from this youth's body. Suddenly brought back to the area where the youth stands, he sees the resemblance he has to the one whom has gained a reputation among all demons. Not only for his sword, but for quest that he is on…
Inuyasha…
“You are his son…that damn half breeds Inuyasha's son.”
“I am not that bastard's son! He killed my parents.”
Taro watches as the dying demon begins to laugh as it chokes upon its own blood. It's dark blue eyes filled with a mirth almost that seems to be disappearing with each moment.
“It seems you are the fool…not to realize…” The demon choked out before his eyes went lifeless and without spirit.
“Realize what?” Taro states as he pulled on that demon's head. But as the eyes go dark he thrusts it and the body away from him in pure anger. “I hate it when they die before I can properly question them…it makes life so much harder.”
Striding towards some place, that only few know about he sets off. Strong and forthright, this land exudes sheer strength and the ability to heal all who come to it by simply bathing in its waters. Of course it always required something in return for its usage…
More or less for him, it has always been a little bit of his power…he never really understood why. But it is what the caretaker of the springs had always demanded of him.
“Hmmm….maybe this time she will ask for something different.”
So he continues on to the Springs of Izanami, also known as the spring of she who invites you to enter…
Hence he does not notice the bee, who had witnessed the battle and the sheer power he had used in defeating his enemies. As it flies off, it continues on for a little while, fluttering in the breeze. Several hours later, it finally reaches its destination, where it willingly enters the glowing mirror to report its findings through it.
Minutes later it flies back out again, and the little void demon turns…her small feet taking her quietly after him…
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Western Lands….
Sesshomaru looks towards the forest all of a sudden as if sensing something. His mind focused as if to double-check something, the great Demon Lord sends his demonic aura into the area around him.
Jaken, who was being chased around by Rin, pauses as does the little girl, when they notice the actions of their lord. Their eyes looking at one another with curiosity etched into them, they leap back as Sesshomaru whirls and snaps the neck of one who would try to kill him.
Watching as he throws the body far and deep into the forest, the two resume what they were doing, think that was the reason why Sesshomaru had acted funny. Unaware that the Dog Lord was thinking of something else…
Because for a moment he had felt something else although faintly. Keeping the thought in his mind, until he confirms it. Sesshomaru sits back and watches as Rin finally catches Jaken and starts squeezing him in a hug of sorts…
Somehow a part of Sesshomaru smiles…as he watches the imp struggle against her embrace…
Wincing in pain as he collapsed against a tree, the youth known as Taro for all intent and purposes, buckled under the pain. It has been two days since he had confronted the past versions of the hanyou and his miko. Before when he had fought them, the pain had been minimal and in fact quite ordinary.
But then, when he had fought them, they refused to fight back…
Instead the entire time, before he killed them, they kept trying to convince he that he was their son…
“But my parents are dead…” He murmured. “And it is their fault that they died!” Suddenly falling to his knees as the pain overwhelms him, he thrusts his hands deep into the ground before him. Feeling as the energy crackles from all around him, he concentrates as hard as he can to direct it into the earth. So that the land can take it away from his body safely.
Falling back against the tree now his hands still in the ground, his amber eyes glow red for a minute as a barrier forms between him and the energy that attempts to remerge with his body.
A image of his dark energy, mixed with that hanyou's miko seems to float above him. Struggling within itself as it swirls in constant motion, Taro observes as all of sudden it turns white and comes raining down at him. Watching this as it happens.
The young man strengthens his barrier and as the energy connects, he is forced to look away as the tow fight once more. Her energy and his clashing as one tries to destroy the other over and over. Eventually, neither wins, and both fade from their extended fight…
Removing his hands from the ground now, he bows his head and brings his knees to his forehead as if contemplation. Hence when those demons approach him minutes later, although he seems to be weak and helpless to their eyes…
He is far from it.
As they come near some with swords drawn and ready, as other flash claws and smack their jaws as if ready to rend flesh,. Taro simply bides his time and waits for them to make the first move.
After all…even in this state it wouldn't be fear to not give them a chance at winning the battle.
Still as they four began to circle him, he can't help but taunt them a little, without even looking up he begins to speak.
“You demons are fools if you think you can take me on and live.”
Startled as the youth in front of them had not even once looked up, they shrugged it off as mere coincidence. Moving in closer for the kill, the four demons ready themselves for the attack.
“As we see it, there are four of us and only one of you human. I think we have the upper advantage.”
Suddenly leaping to tackle the youth, the four are thrown back and are held up in the air as streams of dark energy swarm around their bodies. Like knives almost against their skin, the four scream in intense pain as even though no blood is spilt, they feel as their souls are sucked from their bodies, which are slowly burnt to ash.
“To sneak attack on one, whom you assume is weak is never a good idea demon…” Taro whispered quietly and in a deadly like tone. Lifting his head up, the leader of that small pack of demons finds the amber eyes, which flash red and the same scent as associated with one, that they all know to avoid…for he is sheer power.
“You can not be related to him! You are human!”
“Guess again…”
Throwing the demons high and in the air with his power. Taro plays with their lives. Amused at the torture he puts them through as he slows the destruction of their bodies and souls, he winces as a voice calls to him. Warm and feminine it is the voice of someone who loved him dearly…
…Taro don't do this…
“Momma?”
Forgetting the demons for a moment, Taro brings his hands to his head as he fights with the pure energy inside him. It seems that the miko's powers have done something to his mind and soul.
It is forcing him to remember his parents…especially his mother. And she is someone whom he does not wish to remember for it brings back emotions he would rather forget.
The demons seeing their chance as they fall to the ground with a harsh landing, try to limp away as they seemingly powerful being clutches his head in intense agony. But they do not get very far.
His mind clearing all of a sudden, as he succeeds in pushing back his hesitation. Taro looks up and thrusts his arms out and deep into the ground once more.
The energy surging through his body on purpose this time as he focuses his power, they become like sharp as a knife as each of the four demons find themselves seconds later, pierced with it/ The pain intense, the leader knows he has made a fatal error, much to the chagrin of the others.
Thinking that the victim was human, he had thought it would be an easy kill. But having stayed upwind of this person, he never noticed the smell of the moon emanating from this youth's body. Suddenly brought back to the area where the youth stands, he sees the resemblance he has to the one whom has gained a reputation among all demons. Not only for his sword, but for quest that he is on…
Inuyasha…
“You are his son…that damn half breeds Inuyasha's son.”
“I am not that bastard's son! He killed my parents.”
Taro watches as the dying demon begins to laugh as it chokes upon its own blood. It's dark blue eyes filled with a mirth almost that seems to be disappearing with each moment.
“It seems you are the fool…not to realize…” The demon choked out before his eyes went lifeless and without spirit.
“Realize what?” Taro states as he pulled on that demon's head. But as the eyes go dark he thrusts it and the body away from him in pure anger. “I hate it when they die before I can properly question them…it makes life so much harder.”
Striding towards some place, that only few know about he sets off. Strong and forthright, this land exudes sheer strength and the ability to heal all who come to it by simply bathing in its waters. Of course it always required something in return for its usage…
More or less for him, it has always been a little bit of his power…he never really understood why. But it is what the caretaker of the springs had always demanded of him.
“Hmmm….maybe this time she will ask for something different.”
So he continues on to the Springs of Izanami, also known as the spring of she who invites you to enter…
Hence he does not notice the bee, who had witnessed the battle and the sheer power he had used in defeating his enemies. As it flies off, it continues on for a little while, fluttering in the breeze. Several hours later, it finally reaches its destination, where it willingly enters the glowing mirror to report its findings through it.
Minutes later it flies back out again, and the little void demon turns…her small feet taking her quietly after him…
-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8 -8-8-8 -8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-
Western Lands….
Sesshomaru looks towards the forest all of a sudden as if sensing something. His mind focused as if to double-check something, the great Demon Lord sends his demonic aura into the area around him.
Jaken, who was being chased around by Rin, pauses as does the little girl, when they notice the actions of their lord. Their eyes looking at one another with curiosity etched into them, they leap back as Sesshomaru whirls and snaps the neck of one who would try to kill him.
Watching as he throws the body far and deep into the forest, the two resume what they were doing, think that was the reason why Sesshomaru had acted funny. Unaware that the Dog Lord was thinking of something else…
Because for a moment he had felt something else although faintly. Keeping the thought in his mind, until he confirms it. Sesshomaru sits back and watches as Rin finally catches Jaken and starts squeezing him in a hug of sorts…
Somehow a part of Sesshomaru smiles…as he watches the imp struggle against her embrace…