InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Judgment ❯ A Witch's Death ( Chapter 1 )

This is only a one shot. I was bored, trying to think of where to go with my other Inuyasha story, but my mind went blank, so I decided to distract myself. I'm fascinated by the Salem Witch Trials. I've always found the trials interesting, and I think that those people were so stupid! Just because two children suddenly get sick, don't blame it on witches! There is a reason!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kagome, Sango, Kaede, or Naraku, but then again who wants him anyways? Sure, I like evil men, but…ewwwwwwwww!

Judgment

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"Confess!"

Kagome stared down at the reverend, questions clouding her mind. Is this the way God wanted her to die? To die for crime she did not commit? She had lived a hard life, being born into poverty. She was forced to travel from door to door, asking anyone to spare a slightest amount of food, only to have the door slammed in her face.

"Confess!"

The same words tire over a few months. She has been commanded to confess ever since the little girl said her name in a moment of sickness. Soon after, she was thrown into the Boston jail, only to have a needle pick at her naked flesh over and over. She closed her eyes, feeling the needle once again break through her skin, of the blood running down her body. She pushed the memory aside, choosing to forget it.

Kaede never should have confessed, she thought. None of this would have happened if the woman just kept her explanation to herself. She recalled the day of the trial, hearing the woman speak of red rats, talking cats, and fortune telling. She thought that day was the worst of her life, but today she was proven wrong.

"God knows I am innocent…"

She opened her eyes; to watch as her dearest friend, Sango, fell from her horse. She watched as the noose tightening around her thin neck, strangling her. Panic, rapidly, expanded in her body. Her time was coming to an end. A time she still wanted to experience.

"I'll give thee one last chance. Will thee confess?"

Tears filled her eyes, blurring her sight. "I am not a witch! If you take my life, God will give you blood to drink." She yelled.

Rev. Naraku shook his head. If the witch confessed, she would be given the chance to go to purgatory. She denied her chance, therefore spending eternity beside her "father" in Hell.

He waved his hand in the air, giving the signal. She lifted her head, staring at the sunset. The sky was painted with multiple colors. Pink. Red. Yellow. All the colors that once brought happiness to her life now brought her only sadness. The tears were now running down her cheeks. She was going to die, and she had no way to stop it.

She felt the horse leave from beneath her legs, giving her only few seconds left to pray. Her body twisted as she began to float above the earth, the rope tightening around her neck. She couldn't breathe. She tilted her head up, trying to ease the tightness. It didn't work.

Air!!

She twisted her hands, trying to ease the knot that bound them together. She had to relieve this tightness. Her dry tongue rubbed against her lips, her eyes slowly closing. She wanted to live. More than ever she wanted to live.

Her chin fell to her chest, her body unable to deal with the loss of oxygen. Within seconds, her soul left her body, traveling towards the underworld. The four, who were hanged before her, waited for her, ready to face their judgment together.

"What shall we do with them now, reverend?"

Rev. Naraku looked over his shoulder, to the man who asked the question. "We leave them hanging. They will be the example for the other witches." He walked away, his eyes no longer able to stand the sight.

"…God will give you blood to drink…"

Her last words clouded his mind. Foolish witch. God was on his side, not hers or any other witch.

Years later, Rev. Naraku was proven wrong. The witches words came back to haunt him. He was taken from this world, choking on his own blood.

Okay, I know Naraku as a reverend is…weird, but he is their only real enemy throughout the series. Except for Sesshomaru, but I couldn't make him die! He's too sexy!! But hey, Naraku died! That's good, right? It's short, but I like it. I don't know how it feels to be hanged, because…well, I've never been hanged. So, I took guesses. So anyways, tell me what you think.

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