InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Future Heart, Future Pain, Future Hope ❯ Chapter 13 ( Chapter 13 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
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Patience…
As Taro continued his journey towards the Spring of Izanami, he remained unaware of the little void demon following him. Never more than half a days journey behind the youth, Kanna was admittedly curious about him. As it nears nightfall, the insects of her master return to tell her that he has stopped and is now resting for the night.
Normally, this is when the little girl would make her move. But something within her, says wait. Through her mirror, she had seen how he rested before just the other day and because of that she was cautious. For as he rested he took out four demons that were extremely powerful with such ease, it had made her wary…
Which is why her Master and creator valued her…
Kanna could and would wait forever until the time is right.
Right now, because of whatever had happened between him and her enemies a few days ago was still affecting the youth. She had seen him thrust his arms into the ground, via her mirror three times, since that incident and each time, the black aura around him was just as strong as ever.
But the energy he released into the air. That was what was interesting. It was much like the miko's energy generated by both the undead priestess Kikyo, as well as the hanyou's miko, Kagome.
Interesting to say the least….because it had stayed with him?
Normally by now, a demon who had taken a full blast from either of the two women, would be dead and already turned to ash. But somehow this young man with even less demon blood than Inuyasha was surviving.
In fact he seemed to be generating it to a degree…
Intriguing…
Turning her mirror to face her, the void demon closes her eyes for a second to concentrate on the youth. Opening them moments later, her mirror shows an image of him, in a tree high up and amongst its branches. His hand almost buried in its trunk, he seems to be asleep and dreaming of something.
Watching resolutely for a hour or so, the childlike demon is rewarded as the youth begins to tremble with hidden pain.
Words flowing from her lips, the images in the mirror changes and now instead of reality, she sees the subconscious dreams of his soul…
The turmoil angst is evident to her soulless eyes, as he seems to be running from many images of things that remind her much of her beloved Master when it is his time of weakness.
Tentacles…claws…fangs…
All reach for the image of the youth…or this time child in his dreams. Still she continues to watch with interest as the boy continues to run in fear. Screaming for Momma and Papa to save him…
But they don't come…
Words begin to flow…words of pain, anguish, and hate
And still they don't come
Finally, as the boy begins to grow, he turns and as if growling in rage, and the mirror she is watching goes dark…You kept them from me! Is the only thing she hears…
Indeed this event is most perplexing for the Void Demon…
Something tells her, to be even extra careful now as she follows him. Reason being…
He is now aware of her presence…
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Taro awakened with a start as a familiar nightmare forced him to come to his senses. But this time the results of his nightmare was more or less different than usual. Usually filled with a need to destroy something afterwards…
This time he didn't…
He could sense someone was watching him…
Who…what…or even how, he doesn't quite know. But he can sense it in every fiber of his being. He is being watched.
This was unsettling to him.
Never before has anything such as this happened to him. The demons from the other day, he could feel were coming, because despite everything that had happened his senses were still sharp and as powerful as ever.
This time, he knows there are no demons around, for he smells no one but himself in the area. But yet he knows someone is observing…and waiting.
For what he doesn't know, but something tells him it is not good.
So he will simply bide his time and wait. Because much like that presence he could feel exuding a calm and curious patience and the desire to wait. He can as well…
He will wait and be on guard now of their next move…
As he settles back down, he ponders one of the last things his Master had told him before he left his time for this one.
Avoid a demon named Sesshomaru at all costs.
Those words of his Master, had always confused him. Why must he avoid this demon named Sesshomaru? His Master had stated, so that they can avoid history being changed. But something bothers him about that answer…
Why?
Because his Master was lying…. That was truly not the reason why. Having been among demons long enough in his short life span, he has admittedly gained a better hold on what few demon senses he has and he could tell from the scent, that his Master was omitting the truth.
His curiosity is driving him though…
What is it about this Sesshomaru and himself meeting, that makes his Master nervous?
Maybe after he finishes this business in the past, he will seek out this particular demon to find out why….
As Taro continued his journey towards the Spring of Izanami, he remained unaware of the little void demon following him. Never more than half a days journey behind the youth, Kanna was admittedly curious about him. As it nears nightfall, the insects of her master return to tell her that he has stopped and is now resting for the night.
Normally, this is when the little girl would make her move. But something within her, says wait. Through her mirror, she had seen how he rested before just the other day and because of that she was cautious. For as he rested he took out four demons that were extremely powerful with such ease, it had made her wary…
Which is why her Master and creator valued her…
Kanna could and would wait forever until the time is right.
Right now, because of whatever had happened between him and her enemies a few days ago was still affecting the youth. She had seen him thrust his arms into the ground, via her mirror three times, since that incident and each time, the black aura around him was just as strong as ever.
But the energy he released into the air. That was what was interesting. It was much like the miko's energy generated by both the undead priestess Kikyo, as well as the hanyou's miko, Kagome.
Interesting to say the least….because it had stayed with him?
Normally by now, a demon who had taken a full blast from either of the two women, would be dead and already turned to ash. But somehow this young man with even less demon blood than Inuyasha was surviving.
In fact he seemed to be generating it to a degree…
Intriguing…
Turning her mirror to face her, the void demon closes her eyes for a second to concentrate on the youth. Opening them moments later, her mirror shows an image of him, in a tree high up and amongst its branches. His hand almost buried in its trunk, he seems to be asleep and dreaming of something.
Watching resolutely for a hour or so, the childlike demon is rewarded as the youth begins to tremble with hidden pain.
Words flowing from her lips, the images in the mirror changes and now instead of reality, she sees the subconscious dreams of his soul…
The turmoil angst is evident to her soulless eyes, as he seems to be running from many images of things that remind her much of her beloved Master when it is his time of weakness.
Tentacles…claws…fangs…
All reach for the image of the youth…or this time child in his dreams. Still she continues to watch with interest as the boy continues to run in fear. Screaming for Momma and Papa to save him…
But they don't come…
Words begin to flow…words of pain, anguish, and hate
And still they don't come
Finally, as the boy begins to grow, he turns and as if growling in rage, and the mirror she is watching goes dark…You kept them from me! Is the only thing she hears…
Indeed this event is most perplexing for the Void Demon…
Something tells her, to be even extra careful now as she follows him. Reason being…
He is now aware of her presence…
-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8- 8-8-8- 8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-
Taro awakened with a start as a familiar nightmare forced him to come to his senses. But this time the results of his nightmare was more or less different than usual. Usually filled with a need to destroy something afterwards…
This time he didn't…
He could sense someone was watching him…
Who…what…or even how, he doesn't quite know. But he can sense it in every fiber of his being. He is being watched.
This was unsettling to him.
Never before has anything such as this happened to him. The demons from the other day, he could feel were coming, because despite everything that had happened his senses were still sharp and as powerful as ever.
This time, he knows there are no demons around, for he smells no one but himself in the area. But yet he knows someone is observing…and waiting.
For what he doesn't know, but something tells him it is not good.
So he will simply bide his time and wait. Because much like that presence he could feel exuding a calm and curious patience and the desire to wait. He can as well…
He will wait and be on guard now of their next move…
As he settles back down, he ponders one of the last things his Master had told him before he left his time for this one.
Avoid a demon named Sesshomaru at all costs.
Those words of his Master, had always confused him. Why must he avoid this demon named Sesshomaru? His Master had stated, so that they can avoid history being changed. But something bothers him about that answer…
Why?
Because his Master was lying…. That was truly not the reason why. Having been among demons long enough in his short life span, he has admittedly gained a better hold on what few demon senses he has and he could tell from the scent, that his Master was omitting the truth.
His curiosity is driving him though…
What is it about this Sesshomaru and himself meeting, that makes his Master nervous?
Maybe after he finishes this business in the past, he will seek out this particular demon to find out why….