InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Inu no Ningyou ❯ Prologue Part Two ( Chapter 1 )

Inu no Ningyou

 

Prologue Part Two

 

By Inu Hanyou Nikkie

 

 

Disclaimer : I do not own nor make any monies off of Inuyasha and the gang. No, that pleasure completely belongs to the Goddess Rumiko Takahashi. I am only using them for pure entertainment value.

 

WARNING: Much OOC-ness!!Contains Distrubingimages notfor the sensitive!! Rape of a Man!! Tentacle sex! May contain lemons in later chapters. Will contain ecchi (limey parts and strawberries) Will be swearing.

 

 

 

Inu no Ningyou

 

Prologue Part Two

 

 

 

Then one day this nameless Evil saw an opportunity it couldn't pass up. There walking alone and his soul teetering on the edges of darkness was Onigumo. He had come into the forest to confront and accept his sorrows then to push them back where they would do no harm to his heart in his struggle for peace and unity. The Evil slid from shadow to shadow as it followed one that it hated for so long. Its own darkness making the blackened shadows deeper and more threatening as it moved along avoiding the direct sunlight with its joyous warmth and tender love it slunk closer to its target. Close enough to hear the words of sorrow and grief from the man known as Onigumo as he sunk to his knees.

 

“Kikyou, how I wish I could heal you and give you the babes I know you so desperately want to give me. How you never complain nor allow for the feelings to bother you when you are awake but I know when you sleep you cry so for the arms empty of a small life, for the breasts empty of nurturing milk, of the miracle bond between mother and infant while they nurse. I know how you long to hear the sounds of your own children's laughter as they run and play, how you long to dry the tears of your own children when they hurt themselves and come to you for comfort.

 

“I know you do not love the little ones we have taken in any less, but when we have to go and bless a new life or help bring that new life into the world; I can see that longing in your eyes. I have seen the devastated look on your face when you miss your monthly blood time and the start of hope that my seed has taken root within your soil only to have your blood time come months later. You try to hide it well, but I catch you. Even InuYasha has caught this when you have gone to him to ask if he can scent the new life you yearn that grows within only to have him turn those sad knowing eyes at you and shake his head.

 

“I know you get so very tired at times with our non-stop struggling to make the world a better place. That you wish at times to be a normal woman and wife and yet you say nothing but stick by my side day after day after day as strong and as tall as any warrior I know. We, me and InuYasha, know that you feel sorrow for our lives, our battles and the cruelties we face daily.

 

“I am shameful my beloved wife and dearest friend. I am keeping these grievances to myself instead of sharing them. Alas what kind of friend would I be to laden your already burdened shoulders with my troubles? So here I am hiding from you both to let myself weep out and accept my sorrows before joining you again. . .” the last was said as soft tears wet his face before burying his face in his hands. And then he allowed his soul and heart to release their pent up agony.

 

 

The Evil blacker than black, colder than the ice of the mountains in dead of winter awaited the correct moment - the moment when his protected soul and heart would be at their very vulnerable to make its attack. It coiled and surged about behind the weeping man quivering in its anticipation of creating greater harm and foul deeds.

 

Had Onigumo not been so prideful in his facing of his inner demons he would have felt the sudden soul chilling cold that was behind him. Had he not been so deep within his tears he could have erected a quick barrier to his inner heart and prevented the horror that was to happen next. But Onigumo was quite simply, a human. And humans all have faults.

 

THERE!!

 

The nameless Evil lunged forward and speared Onigumo in the back quickly embedded backwards facing claws into the supple spine to ensure its victim couldn't escape.

 

It made thick tentacles out of its body and slid these tentacles under his clothing with a sick parody of a lovers' caress slowly dragged those cold, dead feeling appendages along the hidden flesh. Those tentacles not inside Onigumo's clothing wrapped about his wrists and ankles slowly spreading the limbs apart and away from the rest of his body. It wanted its victim to be in as much pain as possible when it finally took over the body.

 

Onigumo tried to fight but it was useless the Evil had moved upon him too fast and had trapped him too effectively. He felt sick to his stomach as he felt the tentacles touching his body in the manner Kikyou would when she wanted him to fill her with his seed. The flesh felt so cold. . . so incredibly dead. He arched his back in an attempt to get away unfortunately his move allowed for the tentacles to gain more ground. He kept his jaw shut tight refusing to give voice to the terror he was experiencing.

 

The Nameless Evil radiated its pleasure as it extended hair-thin tendrils inside Onigumo's body allowing for the complete engulfing of his bones. It wrapped another tentacle about its victim's throat while another two laved at his ears, tickling the gold earring on the left side. . . Soon it would become one with Onigumo and the forces of Good would lose a valuable warrior making its darkness much stronger than before. With his powers it could hurt, terrorize and ravish more people than before. It could now fed on living souls and life forces instead of those of the dying and dead.

 

Onigumo snarled out his rebellion and denial to the creature surrounding him. He would not give in so easily even though it was already too late. He tried to summon his spiritual powers to attack and get the thing off of him. It was working slowly but the Evil had too much hold on him. . .

 

 

 

Yessssssss, that'sssssss it. Fight usssssss. Ussssssse your ssssssstrength now in one blow againsssssst usssssss. Then we will take you over and you will become one of ussssssss for all time.

 

 

 

Doing exactly what it wanted, Onigumo concentrated all his powers for a one shot attack. It moved its tentacles about his body faster, sensually, seductively. . . Letting a tentacle slip up between Onigumo's legs to stroke the soft sensitive flesh there making its victim whimper in disgust. Making the soft member harden up in response to the touches until it was finally fully erect and throbbing for more.

 

Finally, Onigumo couldn't take it anymore; his body reacting instinctively from the unwanted touches, his mind splintering unable to cope, he struck out. In that moment when he struck out the Nameless Evil struck back. Sending its many tentacles into the writhing body through every orifice it filled Onigumo with its evil and darkness. Those tentacles all began to slide in and out of where they entered - slowly increasing the pace as the nameless Evil continued to violate its victim. Onigumo's blood soon added for lubrication from his ears, anus and penis letting the pulsing tentacles to move more freely. Once inside the body the tentacles began pulsing as they moved before excreting a liquid that soaked into every bit of flesh and blood. Onigumo couldn't keep back the scream that ripped through his throat and made it out past the pulsing tentacle. His eyes had blacker than black water-like substance seep across until nothing was seen from the opened lids. The black water then retreated back into the brown iris of Onigumo's eyes slowly turning them shade of red like dried blood with freshly split blood red flecks in them.

 

Once the Evil had penetrated every fibre of Onigumo's being and body it faded from sight. The man crumpled to the ground breathing heavily for several long minutes before a truly cruel chuckle escaped the now thinned out lips that slowly curled into a hateful smile.