InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Mending a Broken Heart ❯ Mental Torture ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Vague86 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance / Hentai / Drama / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.15.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.5K | Visits: 891 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance / Hentai / Drama / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.15.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.5K | Visits: 891 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I do not own inuyasha at all.
Warnings: Death, rape retelling, insanity. Mental Torture.
Please Enjoy Chapter 3
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Taking the bloody girl into his arms, uncaring that his pristine clothing was being tarnished in red, Sesshomaru couldn't help the tiny way of revulsion and denial that went through him. He felt responsible; as he had assured this woman in his arms that her safety was assured within his home. As he sped the usually long distance to the infirmary, he knew that he couldn't let her die. His honour would be forever tarnished if this woman, who had pain so completely etched on her face, died here within his protection.
The images were vivid within his mind and his brother's shame was now his to bear. The stupid hanyou couldn't understand what he had done was wrong and the burden of that was left to Sesshomaru. Truly he was growing tired of the idiotic stupidities of this world that he was cursed to wander.
Entering the spacious wing, with all the modern conveniences and doctors, nurses and aides on call. He said. “I need help immediately,” in that quiet way of his and the room burst into activity as the train professionals assessed the situation, all they needed to know of it anyway, and immediately two came over to take her from his arms, her blood still soaking his body.
A sound escaped his lips, surprising him and the orderlies and they immediately stepped down. “Please place her on the bed my lord,” They said instead realising that he felt protective to the woman. Doing as they had asked Sesshomaru gently but quickly laid the woman on the bed and immediately others rushed over to bandage her naked body as quickly as they could.
His beast was roaring as unfamiliar hands roamed over her body to stop the bleeding. It was at the hands of a male she came to be this way and he would not let any other male near her. He had failed once, he would not again.
“Please my lord,” the doctor said as he noticed his master taking a threatening step towards them. “She has lost too much blood and if we do not bandage her up quickly she will die. She is already haemorrhaging and that is not a good thing.” He tried to explain this calmly to his lord as the others applied slight pressure to the many wounds to stop the bleeding. “At this moment her life hangs by a thread.”
Sesshomaru stepped down. “We do not have time to do a blood test so please my lord, set out a call for all universal blood types to report here.” The urgency in his voice caused a certain fear to enter the mighty lord's heart. He gave a look to Kouga who'd entered at that moment and the lord left immediately to spread the word
“How long does she have?” He asked this fearing the answer. It was a realistic possibility that she would die however, and as a demon lord he was accustomed to death. He would not delude himself. He had seen the blood. The richness of it coated most of his front.
“My lord she has lost a lo-“
“I know this. That is not what I asked.”
“I estimate an hour. Two at the most but I wouldn't bank on it—“ his words died as his lord sank down to the floor besides the mummied woman. “I have killed her.”
The man was shocked at this. “All hope is not lost. We may yet get the blood we need.”
He barely paid the talking man any heed. His focus was on the woman. Her pulse was so slow. He knew that she struggled for life. There was little to any life scent clinging to her. He knew as his name was Sesshomaru, she was going to die today. “This is my fault that this woman will lose her life today.” This rare lapse of character was long in coming. He was tired of life. He was tired of the duties that he had from his name. He was tired of all the responsibilities of those under his protection, always having to be strong so they could not fear. Being Inuyoukai, of the Western Lands had been dragging him down for centuries. He had never gotten the chance at a normal life. Responsibility and Sesshomaru were synonymous. And now he had failed, yet another. First his idiotic brother and now this woman who had faced so much in her life.
The youkai doctor said nothing. He could sense the girl slipping away. Even if they did get the blood, or enough of it, which he doubted, the possibility of her surviving was just not great. The gashes on her body had attested to that. Even as a professional doctor he'd felt sick and sorrowful for the poor ningen. He could smell the semen of the deranged master all over her and he knew what had happened. As he watched his master now beside the woman he shook his head in sorrow that such an evil act had happened here within this citadel of protection
The news seemed grim as Kouga returned. Only one other was a universal donor and he was an old man, much above the recommended cut off age for donating blood. All hope was lost then. Kagome was going to die.
Sesshomaru didn't know what to do. She was going o die. He had never felt the loss of failure so profoundly. The look in Kouga's eyes only worsened that as he went to her side. Sesshomaru didn't discourage him, as it was so obvious that this was indeed the one who used to travel with his brother. They seemed to be mourning her and she had not even gone yet. Truly all hope was lost. A whimper caught his sensitive ears and he looked up to see the now adult Shippo crying openly as he looked at his bandaged surrogate mother. He'd only just gotten her back and now she would be gone again… forever this time. Life was so unendingly cruel and he bent to the other side of the bed away from the other two. Picking up a bandaged hand he nuzzled it taking in her familiar scent as the tears continued.
This was no way for Kagome to die. She'd saved them from so much and this is how the heavens repaid her? This is not right. He bowed over her in tears. Witnessing the display, tears started to slip down Kouga's cheeks. He did not want to lose face in front of Sesshomaru. He'd worked so hard to earn the other youkai's respect yet in that moment he did not care. He had loved her and when she had needed him most he had been in bed. Please don't die Kagome, he was praying to a God he'd never bothered with before then. “Please,” he said desperately. “You are her god. Have mercy on her. She does not deserve to die like this. Please I beg, take me. I will gladly give my life so that she may live. Please spare her life...”
The three of them looked quite a sight, kneeling at the feet of a mere ningen woman— sorrowful. She must have been a woman of great importance, this the doctor surmised, for they were three of the four most powerful youkai in all of Japan, yet they bowed before this woman in such sorrow. His heart ached for her, as he knew that she would be greatly mourned. He had heard of the recent deaths of her family and it seemed that this poor creature was destined to suffer at the hands of a cruel fate. As he heard Lord Kouga's heart felt prayer he felt moisture cloud his vision. This was the part of his job he hated the most.
It seemed that her god was not very merciful that day, for as soon as the words left Kouga's lips, the machines attached to Kagome started to beep as her body struggled to stay off death. She lost the battle. The monotonous sound, so singular and glaring in the quiet room proclaimed her dead.
“No!” the cry rang through the estate as Kagome Higurashi stopped breathing… her heart had given up. The struggle to pump the little blood left in her body had been too much for the organ.
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Her eyes widened in realisation. Inuyasha… This was Inuyasha and he was going to rape her. Tears fell down her cheeks, as her struggles renewed. Most of her body was exposed by then and his free hand roamed over her naked breasts covered with his scratches. He breathed hotly in her ears as he felt himself growing excited at this. Her scent was still the same and he took her nipples in his mouth sucking on them roughly causing her to moan in pain. He was not being gentle at all and she felt like every suck was a scrap on her body. His excitement grew though every time the tears would roll down her face as her cries met him. In his delirious state he mistook them for pleasure and soon he was scratching through her underwear completely destroying the item leaving her naked to his touch. The blood of his scratches poured down her thighs and she started to pray so reverently for someone to save her from what was to happen. But no one was listening. No one had been listening for a long time now and as his digit invaded her dry virginal sheath roughly she screamed and screamed. The previous pains were nothing compared to the feeling of his rough fingers pushing through her body forcing it and her body was shaking from pain. She couldn't take it. I was unbearable. It hurt so much so… very much. She began to sob as the finger was removed only to feel something much thicker at her feminine entrance. She knew what was coming and braced her self for it. He shoved though her with all the force he had, tearing through her virginal shield. She screamed as the searing pain enveloped her entire body. It was like a knife had been stabbed through her virgina and she fainted on the scream.
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Darkness… it was all around her, it wanted her, it whispered to her in familiar voices. Kouga…
She felt the touch of the dark…
Evil...
She wanted to shy away, but she could not move.
Laughter…
Her fear grew as the eyes continued to watch her.
Pain…
It was everywhere. She couldn't escape it. No matter where she tried to hide in the protection of her mind the evil and pain found her. She could recognize it in the glowing eyes.
They wanted her…
They wanted to hurt her…
Why did they always look to her? Why must it always be pain? She had always tried to be a good person. Is that not what every human should try to be? Shouldn't it be that those who tried to help their fellow man/demon were helped in return? It just seemed that when she tried it resulted in pain. She had lost everything important to her. Her best friends had died because of a jewel in her body, her closest friends, lay dead in the pas. Her family taken so cruelly away and worse, her love had so abused her. She shied away from that thought. She couldn't bear to accept that Inuyasha had hurt her so much. His eyes, they would haunt her forever. It had been like he had hated her, like he wanted to break her into nothing with his very hands. The lust in his eyes corrupted by madness revolted her.
He reminded her of Naraku…
Her heart cried in denial that her love would so resemble the one made who'd sort the destruction of them all. Why did this have to happen? Life was not like the movies she as grew to learn. The good rarely ever had happily ever afters in this world. Because when all was said and done, all that remained even in victory was utter loss and disillusionment. They fought for others who never knew of it. No one ever thanked them. Some even were insulting and rude. How could it be worth it to save those who hated you? When you lost everything and they lost nothing?
Even in her fear she knew better than that. You didn't choose whom you helped. That was the life of a martyr. You were to be sacrificed. But why did it have to be so painful?
Kagome was trapped in a mental nightmare brought on by approaching death and pain. A fever licked through her blood. She was unaware of the panic and sorrow surrounding her. She so truly believed that she was uncared0 for, yet if she'd seen the looks on those present, she would know differently
And then the nightmares were gone.
There was darkness. She didn't know if she was lying, standing or even which way was up or down. The pain was back in full force. It brought tears to her eyes. It hurt so much. She couldn't move. Her body was growing numb. She could see her vision receding. The silence, so deafening earlier, was slowly fading away.
She knew then
Her heart lurched as it started to pound
Oh my god! I'm dying! And it was then the machines outside began to pick up her erratic heart beat as she realised that she was dying. Her fear had caused her heart to start pounding fiercely. She felt trapped. She couldn't move, held down by something unknown, she couldn't do anything as she was fading
She screamed.
No sound came forth as the blackness completely took over her body. She felt the tears well up in her eyes but by then her heart had stopped beating. The struggled reaction to her panic had tired out the poor muscle and it lay dormant
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He watched it happen right before his eyes. Naraku, the vile creature even in death he struck out at Sango. It was like it was happening in slow motion. He watched the wooden tentacle appendage dash out right before his eyes just near him, in a frozen stupor. He saw it enter Sango's body, her cry of pain and shock sent jabs through his mind. It hurt but he ignored it as the scent of blood touched his nose. He raised the Tetsusaiga to strike but hesitated when Miroku's cry followed. He had been standing behind Sango and the poisonous appendage entered his body also. Even in pain he reached out to Sango as Inuyasha struck the tentacle severing it.
Miroku knew that he was already dead and he didn't feel frightened. It had happened to fast. He still tried for Sango. He loved her and if they were going to die then he would get to hold her at least once more. He never touched her as they both fell to the ground.
Inuyasha's cut had released a particular acidic strand of miasma that quickly ate through their dead bodies dissolving vital organs. In an act of pity Sesshomaru attempted to salvage their lived with Tensusaigu but it was useless. They came back for a brief painful second before gurgling on their blood to be reclaimed by death as their bodies continued to dissolve
They had won but it was pointless. Why the fuck had they been struggling? The pain had returned. He could feel it attacking his control. Dropping Tetsusaiga, he howled from the intensity of the attack and rushed off into the unknown
He did not know where he was going. He had to escape. He had to go to a place where Miroku and Sango were still alive. As he went over treetops memories assailed him. He was a little boy again with his mom. Playing with a ball in their village. Rushing to the ball, which had gone astray. Only to hear the humans calling him hanyou in a snide tone
“Mommy?” he'd said as he rushed to her. “What's a... hanyou?” he said in his childlike curiosity. “Shed fallen to her knees enveloping him as tears rushed down her face. She had tried but couldn't find the words to explain to this little boy… her son how he would be an outcast from the humans and the demons whose bloodlines he shared.
He'd grown up so alone. So alone… Defensive to a world that feared him and would soon see him dead before they ever acknowledged him. This even from the only other living person who shared his bloodline.
And then he'd found love. A beautiful priestess, one of the most powerful ones. She had not looked at him the way others did. She had loved him as a man not as a human or as a demon or as half of each. He had been her downfall. He had been the reason that she had lost her life. He had betrayed her
He ran faster to his unknown destination as more memories flashed, of a girl who looked like his love, a girl he had grown to love also, of friends who' d accepted him for him and he'd failed them. They were gone. Not even a trace of their bodies remained.
He was losing control. He could feel himself receding within the recesses of his mind. You are a failure. Just a stupid weak hanyou. You couldn't even protect the only friends you had. Its your fault they're dead. It's your fault they're dead ITS YOUR FAULT THEY'RE DEAD. YOU WILL BE ALONE FOREVER. FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER
He was sinking. The vile words of his youkai were attacking him. “It's not true!” he screamed as the attack had knocked him to his knees. “It's not true,” he said again but it was just a whisper. He'd receded into the backs of his mind huddled away from the pain of his failure. A roar erupted as Youkai-Inuyasha was given free reign. He'd chosen to hide away from the pain leaving the demon free.
He watched as the beast took control. He'd dropped Tetsusaiga and there was no way the monster would give in to him. He was weak. He couldn't even save friends. How could he free himself from a beast like the demon? And so he witnessed as the innocents of the world died at his hands. “Its not me!” he would cry, but never did he try to take control back. He was afraid of what he would face outside of the safety of his mind. The youkai fed that fear, not wanting to be imprisoned again.
That is how Sesshomaru found him, bloodied, gouging his stomach on the deaths of ningen and youkai. He was like an animal drunk on its power. Sesshomaru had felt pity for the creature. He'd subdued him and taken him to his fortress where his brother had been imprisoned for years. Hidden away like the shame that he was. In his confinement, the real Inuyasha had begun to slowly emerge. But it was just a rouse, which Sesshomaru had learned the hard way. Inuyasha was a broken man. He appeared to be himself but as soon as something upset him he would retreat and the demon would take over. He had been in fear for so long that he didn't know how to escape it. He endured, for what else was there for him to do? The monster refused to allow him death. It had had the taste of freedom and sort to have it again. It was bidding its time. Trapped within the same room for 500 years.
Suddenly…
A scent… familiar… touched Inuyasha's nostrils and he felt a thrill that he hadn't in a long time. “Kagome..” he whispered the words, feeling strength enter his mind. She had always been his strength. He didn't understand why he hadn't thought of her earlier. His Kagome…
The youkai panicked. A simple scent of a past love had been enough to give its willing prisoner hope. Inuyasha could win if he wanted to. This is why the youkai had been feeding his fears for centuries. All the hard work was coming undone in mere moments. This was not acceptable. It tried to increase the negative influence but Inuyasha was not paying attention. Kagome… his mind held onto her like a lifeline. It was like he was awakening. Out of a long sleep
It started to truly panic. Freedom was slipping as Inuyasha pushed it away to go to the window. The scent was growing stronger. His heart tripled. She was coming here. A smile, a true smile touched his face then.
Pain.
It assailed his mind as the creature took over. It's eyes glowed as it looked at her. And a smile again touched the face of Inuyasha as he faded into the shadows. This smile was different… tainted in evil
Inuyasha felt his heart freeze as he realised what the youkai planned to do. It was then the struggle began. He was fighting but he couldn't be free. The monster had been in control for so long that there was no way Inuyasha could fight it then. He tried to let Tamiko know. He tried to warn her. He tried to get her to stay. He did everything but she just kept asking why he was so restless that evening. He cried out when she left. He couldn't control the monster. Kagome was in danger. Kagome! Someone protect Kagome! No one was there to protect her and he started to cry as the beast started to laugh waiting for its moment.
He could smell her moving in the kitchen.
He was there looking but so engrossed in her meal she hadn't noticed him. Finally the wench turned. Her eyes caught the glow in his and he heard it audibly. Her heart slammed against her ribs and he felt pleasure course through his veins. This was going to be enjoyable. Her scent caught his nostrils.
Fear.
It was intoxicating. It knew that Inuyasha wanted her. The youkai had seen the hanyou's fantasies about her and decided to twist that desire into something cruel.
The woman attempted to run but there was going to be no escaping. He grabbed her roughly wanting to break her apart at that moment as he flung her savagely to the floor. Her head hit the sink and bounced on the floor. He heard the sound hard and rough of her skull meeting the concrete. The pain it must have caused her had his erection growing (A/N don't read this part if you're sensitive.) With the speed of his people he was on her.
His hands held roughly to her mouth as his claws started to slice through her clothing and flesh. It did not have to go that far. But Inuyasha was observing, struggling in fear and pain as his love was being so brutally hurt and the creature couldn't go easy on her. Besides the scent of her blood was driving the thing crazy.
Her body exposed to it and she started to scream and struggle. This was such a turn on as perverse pleasure shook the youkai's body. It started to taste her. Claws cutting through her body, her taste wafted on its nose. More... The lusty creature cried. She was like the sweetest nectar. Her blood covered his body and he couldn't hold back. It so reminded it of those glorious days when the demon had bathed in the blood of the dead. He had to have her. He probed her depths a bit as he freed his arousal and being unable to wait anymore he placed the tip againdt the dry entrance. The youkai knew that the woman was not ready for him and that thrilled it.
Inuyasha was fighting to be free. He had never fought so much and even his damaged him knew that it had to stop but the monster was strong, holding him down until that last second as it thrust into her. The red eyes were gone leaving way for the golden glow of Inuyasha. She looked at him then with surprise and recognition as she realised that the monster hurting her was … A scream escaped her then as she fainted from the pain and betrayal. He didn't stop thrusting in her it felt so good. She was so tight. He could feel all the resistance that was left in him dying away. After this he knew that he would never forgive himself again. He didn't stop.
Laughter echoed in his mind as the youkai was satisfied. There would be no resistance from then on…
Warnings: Death, rape retelling, insanity. Mental Torture.
Please Enjoy Chapter 3
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Taking the bloody girl into his arms, uncaring that his pristine clothing was being tarnished in red, Sesshomaru couldn't help the tiny way of revulsion and denial that went through him. He felt responsible; as he had assured this woman in his arms that her safety was assured within his home. As he sped the usually long distance to the infirmary, he knew that he couldn't let her die. His honour would be forever tarnished if this woman, who had pain so completely etched on her face, died here within his protection.
The images were vivid within his mind and his brother's shame was now his to bear. The stupid hanyou couldn't understand what he had done was wrong and the burden of that was left to Sesshomaru. Truly he was growing tired of the idiotic stupidities of this world that he was cursed to wander.
Entering the spacious wing, with all the modern conveniences and doctors, nurses and aides on call. He said. “I need help immediately,” in that quiet way of his and the room burst into activity as the train professionals assessed the situation, all they needed to know of it anyway, and immediately two came over to take her from his arms, her blood still soaking his body.
A sound escaped his lips, surprising him and the orderlies and they immediately stepped down. “Please place her on the bed my lord,” They said instead realising that he felt protective to the woman. Doing as they had asked Sesshomaru gently but quickly laid the woman on the bed and immediately others rushed over to bandage her naked body as quickly as they could.
His beast was roaring as unfamiliar hands roamed over her body to stop the bleeding. It was at the hands of a male she came to be this way and he would not let any other male near her. He had failed once, he would not again.
“Please my lord,” the doctor said as he noticed his master taking a threatening step towards them. “She has lost too much blood and if we do not bandage her up quickly she will die. She is already haemorrhaging and that is not a good thing.” He tried to explain this calmly to his lord as the others applied slight pressure to the many wounds to stop the bleeding. “At this moment her life hangs by a thread.”
Sesshomaru stepped down. “We do not have time to do a blood test so please my lord, set out a call for all universal blood types to report here.” The urgency in his voice caused a certain fear to enter the mighty lord's heart. He gave a look to Kouga who'd entered at that moment and the lord left immediately to spread the word
“How long does she have?” He asked this fearing the answer. It was a realistic possibility that she would die however, and as a demon lord he was accustomed to death. He would not delude himself. He had seen the blood. The richness of it coated most of his front.
“My lord she has lost a lo-“
“I know this. That is not what I asked.”
“I estimate an hour. Two at the most but I wouldn't bank on it—“ his words died as his lord sank down to the floor besides the mummied woman. “I have killed her.”
The man was shocked at this. “All hope is not lost. We may yet get the blood we need.”
He barely paid the talking man any heed. His focus was on the woman. Her pulse was so slow. He knew that she struggled for life. There was little to any life scent clinging to her. He knew as his name was Sesshomaru, she was going to die today. “This is my fault that this woman will lose her life today.” This rare lapse of character was long in coming. He was tired of life. He was tired of the duties that he had from his name. He was tired of all the responsibilities of those under his protection, always having to be strong so they could not fear. Being Inuyoukai, of the Western Lands had been dragging him down for centuries. He had never gotten the chance at a normal life. Responsibility and Sesshomaru were synonymous. And now he had failed, yet another. First his idiotic brother and now this woman who had faced so much in her life.
The youkai doctor said nothing. He could sense the girl slipping away. Even if they did get the blood, or enough of it, which he doubted, the possibility of her surviving was just not great. The gashes on her body had attested to that. Even as a professional doctor he'd felt sick and sorrowful for the poor ningen. He could smell the semen of the deranged master all over her and he knew what had happened. As he watched his master now beside the woman he shook his head in sorrow that such an evil act had happened here within this citadel of protection
The news seemed grim as Kouga returned. Only one other was a universal donor and he was an old man, much above the recommended cut off age for donating blood. All hope was lost then. Kagome was going to die.
Sesshomaru didn't know what to do. She was going o die. He had never felt the loss of failure so profoundly. The look in Kouga's eyes only worsened that as he went to her side. Sesshomaru didn't discourage him, as it was so obvious that this was indeed the one who used to travel with his brother. They seemed to be mourning her and she had not even gone yet. Truly all hope was lost. A whimper caught his sensitive ears and he looked up to see the now adult Shippo crying openly as he looked at his bandaged surrogate mother. He'd only just gotten her back and now she would be gone again… forever this time. Life was so unendingly cruel and he bent to the other side of the bed away from the other two. Picking up a bandaged hand he nuzzled it taking in her familiar scent as the tears continued.
This was no way for Kagome to die. She'd saved them from so much and this is how the heavens repaid her? This is not right. He bowed over her in tears. Witnessing the display, tears started to slip down Kouga's cheeks. He did not want to lose face in front of Sesshomaru. He'd worked so hard to earn the other youkai's respect yet in that moment he did not care. He had loved her and when she had needed him most he had been in bed. Please don't die Kagome, he was praying to a God he'd never bothered with before then. “Please,” he said desperately. “You are her god. Have mercy on her. She does not deserve to die like this. Please I beg, take me. I will gladly give my life so that she may live. Please spare her life...”
The three of them looked quite a sight, kneeling at the feet of a mere ningen woman— sorrowful. She must have been a woman of great importance, this the doctor surmised, for they were three of the four most powerful youkai in all of Japan, yet they bowed before this woman in such sorrow. His heart ached for her, as he knew that she would be greatly mourned. He had heard of the recent deaths of her family and it seemed that this poor creature was destined to suffer at the hands of a cruel fate. As he heard Lord Kouga's heart felt prayer he felt moisture cloud his vision. This was the part of his job he hated the most.
It seemed that her god was not very merciful that day, for as soon as the words left Kouga's lips, the machines attached to Kagome started to beep as her body struggled to stay off death. She lost the battle. The monotonous sound, so singular and glaring in the quiet room proclaimed her dead.
“No!” the cry rang through the estate as Kagome Higurashi stopped breathing… her heart had given up. The struggle to pump the little blood left in her body had been too much for the organ.
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Her eyes widened in realisation. Inuyasha… This was Inuyasha and he was going to rape her. Tears fell down her cheeks, as her struggles renewed. Most of her body was exposed by then and his free hand roamed over her naked breasts covered with his scratches. He breathed hotly in her ears as he felt himself growing excited at this. Her scent was still the same and he took her nipples in his mouth sucking on them roughly causing her to moan in pain. He was not being gentle at all and she felt like every suck was a scrap on her body. His excitement grew though every time the tears would roll down her face as her cries met him. In his delirious state he mistook them for pleasure and soon he was scratching through her underwear completely destroying the item leaving her naked to his touch. The blood of his scratches poured down her thighs and she started to pray so reverently for someone to save her from what was to happen. But no one was listening. No one had been listening for a long time now and as his digit invaded her dry virginal sheath roughly she screamed and screamed. The previous pains were nothing compared to the feeling of his rough fingers pushing through her body forcing it and her body was shaking from pain. She couldn't take it. I was unbearable. It hurt so much so… very much. She began to sob as the finger was removed only to feel something much thicker at her feminine entrance. She knew what was coming and braced her self for it. He shoved though her with all the force he had, tearing through her virginal shield. She screamed as the searing pain enveloped her entire body. It was like a knife had been stabbed through her virgina and she fainted on the scream.
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Darkness… it was all around her, it wanted her, it whispered to her in familiar voices. Kouga…
She felt the touch of the dark…
Evil...
She wanted to shy away, but she could not move.
Laughter…
Her fear grew as the eyes continued to watch her.
Pain…
It was everywhere. She couldn't escape it. No matter where she tried to hide in the protection of her mind the evil and pain found her. She could recognize it in the glowing eyes.
They wanted her…
They wanted to hurt her…
Why did they always look to her? Why must it always be pain? She had always tried to be a good person. Is that not what every human should try to be? Shouldn't it be that those who tried to help their fellow man/demon were helped in return? It just seemed that when she tried it resulted in pain. She had lost everything important to her. Her best friends had died because of a jewel in her body, her closest friends, lay dead in the pas. Her family taken so cruelly away and worse, her love had so abused her. She shied away from that thought. She couldn't bear to accept that Inuyasha had hurt her so much. His eyes, they would haunt her forever. It had been like he had hated her, like he wanted to break her into nothing with his very hands. The lust in his eyes corrupted by madness revolted her.
He reminded her of Naraku…
Her heart cried in denial that her love would so resemble the one made who'd sort the destruction of them all. Why did this have to happen? Life was not like the movies she as grew to learn. The good rarely ever had happily ever afters in this world. Because when all was said and done, all that remained even in victory was utter loss and disillusionment. They fought for others who never knew of it. No one ever thanked them. Some even were insulting and rude. How could it be worth it to save those who hated you? When you lost everything and they lost nothing?
Even in her fear she knew better than that. You didn't choose whom you helped. That was the life of a martyr. You were to be sacrificed. But why did it have to be so painful?
Kagome was trapped in a mental nightmare brought on by approaching death and pain. A fever licked through her blood. She was unaware of the panic and sorrow surrounding her. She so truly believed that she was uncared0 for, yet if she'd seen the looks on those present, she would know differently
And then the nightmares were gone.
There was darkness. She didn't know if she was lying, standing or even which way was up or down. The pain was back in full force. It brought tears to her eyes. It hurt so much. She couldn't move. Her body was growing numb. She could see her vision receding. The silence, so deafening earlier, was slowly fading away.
She knew then
Her heart lurched as it started to pound
Oh my god! I'm dying! And it was then the machines outside began to pick up her erratic heart beat as she realised that she was dying. Her fear had caused her heart to start pounding fiercely. She felt trapped. She couldn't move, held down by something unknown, she couldn't do anything as she was fading
She screamed.
No sound came forth as the blackness completely took over her body. She felt the tears well up in her eyes but by then her heart had stopped beating. The struggled reaction to her panic had tired out the poor muscle and it lay dormant
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He watched it happen right before his eyes. Naraku, the vile creature even in death he struck out at Sango. It was like it was happening in slow motion. He watched the wooden tentacle appendage dash out right before his eyes just near him, in a frozen stupor. He saw it enter Sango's body, her cry of pain and shock sent jabs through his mind. It hurt but he ignored it as the scent of blood touched his nose. He raised the Tetsusaiga to strike but hesitated when Miroku's cry followed. He had been standing behind Sango and the poisonous appendage entered his body also. Even in pain he reached out to Sango as Inuyasha struck the tentacle severing it.
Miroku knew that he was already dead and he didn't feel frightened. It had happened to fast. He still tried for Sango. He loved her and if they were going to die then he would get to hold her at least once more. He never touched her as they both fell to the ground.
Inuyasha's cut had released a particular acidic strand of miasma that quickly ate through their dead bodies dissolving vital organs. In an act of pity Sesshomaru attempted to salvage their lived with Tensusaigu but it was useless. They came back for a brief painful second before gurgling on their blood to be reclaimed by death as their bodies continued to dissolve
They had won but it was pointless. Why the fuck had they been struggling? The pain had returned. He could feel it attacking his control. Dropping Tetsusaiga, he howled from the intensity of the attack and rushed off into the unknown
He did not know where he was going. He had to escape. He had to go to a place where Miroku and Sango were still alive. As he went over treetops memories assailed him. He was a little boy again with his mom. Playing with a ball in their village. Rushing to the ball, which had gone astray. Only to hear the humans calling him hanyou in a snide tone
“Mommy?” he'd said as he rushed to her. “What's a... hanyou?” he said in his childlike curiosity. “Shed fallen to her knees enveloping him as tears rushed down her face. She had tried but couldn't find the words to explain to this little boy… her son how he would be an outcast from the humans and the demons whose bloodlines he shared.
He'd grown up so alone. So alone… Defensive to a world that feared him and would soon see him dead before they ever acknowledged him. This even from the only other living person who shared his bloodline.
And then he'd found love. A beautiful priestess, one of the most powerful ones. She had not looked at him the way others did. She had loved him as a man not as a human or as a demon or as half of each. He had been her downfall. He had been the reason that she had lost her life. He had betrayed her
He ran faster to his unknown destination as more memories flashed, of a girl who looked like his love, a girl he had grown to love also, of friends who' d accepted him for him and he'd failed them. They were gone. Not even a trace of their bodies remained.
He was losing control. He could feel himself receding within the recesses of his mind. You are a failure. Just a stupid weak hanyou. You couldn't even protect the only friends you had. Its your fault they're dead. It's your fault they're dead ITS YOUR FAULT THEY'RE DEAD. YOU WILL BE ALONE FOREVER. FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER FOREVER. FOREVER
He was sinking. The vile words of his youkai were attacking him. “It's not true!” he screamed as the attack had knocked him to his knees. “It's not true,” he said again but it was just a whisper. He'd receded into the backs of his mind huddled away from the pain of his failure. A roar erupted as Youkai-Inuyasha was given free reign. He'd chosen to hide away from the pain leaving the demon free.
He watched as the beast took control. He'd dropped Tetsusaiga and there was no way the monster would give in to him. He was weak. He couldn't even save friends. How could he free himself from a beast like the demon? And so he witnessed as the innocents of the world died at his hands. “Its not me!” he would cry, but never did he try to take control back. He was afraid of what he would face outside of the safety of his mind. The youkai fed that fear, not wanting to be imprisoned again.
That is how Sesshomaru found him, bloodied, gouging his stomach on the deaths of ningen and youkai. He was like an animal drunk on its power. Sesshomaru had felt pity for the creature. He'd subdued him and taken him to his fortress where his brother had been imprisoned for years. Hidden away like the shame that he was. In his confinement, the real Inuyasha had begun to slowly emerge. But it was just a rouse, which Sesshomaru had learned the hard way. Inuyasha was a broken man. He appeared to be himself but as soon as something upset him he would retreat and the demon would take over. He had been in fear for so long that he didn't know how to escape it. He endured, for what else was there for him to do? The monster refused to allow him death. It had had the taste of freedom and sort to have it again. It was bidding its time. Trapped within the same room for 500 years.
Suddenly…
A scent… familiar… touched Inuyasha's nostrils and he felt a thrill that he hadn't in a long time. “Kagome..” he whispered the words, feeling strength enter his mind. She had always been his strength. He didn't understand why he hadn't thought of her earlier. His Kagome…
The youkai panicked. A simple scent of a past love had been enough to give its willing prisoner hope. Inuyasha could win if he wanted to. This is why the youkai had been feeding his fears for centuries. All the hard work was coming undone in mere moments. This was not acceptable. It tried to increase the negative influence but Inuyasha was not paying attention. Kagome… his mind held onto her like a lifeline. It was like he was awakening. Out of a long sleep
It started to truly panic. Freedom was slipping as Inuyasha pushed it away to go to the window. The scent was growing stronger. His heart tripled. She was coming here. A smile, a true smile touched his face then.
Pain.
It assailed his mind as the creature took over. It's eyes glowed as it looked at her. And a smile again touched the face of Inuyasha as he faded into the shadows. This smile was different… tainted in evil
Inuyasha felt his heart freeze as he realised what the youkai planned to do. It was then the struggle began. He was fighting but he couldn't be free. The monster had been in control for so long that there was no way Inuyasha could fight it then. He tried to let Tamiko know. He tried to warn her. He tried to get her to stay. He did everything but she just kept asking why he was so restless that evening. He cried out when she left. He couldn't control the monster. Kagome was in danger. Kagome! Someone protect Kagome! No one was there to protect her and he started to cry as the beast started to laugh waiting for its moment.
He could smell her moving in the kitchen.
He was there looking but so engrossed in her meal she hadn't noticed him. Finally the wench turned. Her eyes caught the glow in his and he heard it audibly. Her heart slammed against her ribs and he felt pleasure course through his veins. This was going to be enjoyable. Her scent caught his nostrils.
Fear.
It was intoxicating. It knew that Inuyasha wanted her. The youkai had seen the hanyou's fantasies about her and decided to twist that desire into something cruel.
The woman attempted to run but there was going to be no escaping. He grabbed her roughly wanting to break her apart at that moment as he flung her savagely to the floor. Her head hit the sink and bounced on the floor. He heard the sound hard and rough of her skull meeting the concrete. The pain it must have caused her had his erection growing (A/N don't read this part if you're sensitive.) With the speed of his people he was on her.
His hands held roughly to her mouth as his claws started to slice through her clothing and flesh. It did not have to go that far. But Inuyasha was observing, struggling in fear and pain as his love was being so brutally hurt and the creature couldn't go easy on her. Besides the scent of her blood was driving the thing crazy.
Her body exposed to it and she started to scream and struggle. This was such a turn on as perverse pleasure shook the youkai's body. It started to taste her. Claws cutting through her body, her taste wafted on its nose. More... The lusty creature cried. She was like the sweetest nectar. Her blood covered his body and he couldn't hold back. It so reminded it of those glorious days when the demon had bathed in the blood of the dead. He had to have her. He probed her depths a bit as he freed his arousal and being unable to wait anymore he placed the tip againdt the dry entrance. The youkai knew that the woman was not ready for him and that thrilled it.
Inuyasha was fighting to be free. He had never fought so much and even his damaged him knew that it had to stop but the monster was strong, holding him down until that last second as it thrust into her. The red eyes were gone leaving way for the golden glow of Inuyasha. She looked at him then with surprise and recognition as she realised that the monster hurting her was … A scream escaped her then as she fainted from the pain and betrayal. He didn't stop thrusting in her it felt so good. She was so tight. He could feel all the resistance that was left in him dying away. After this he knew that he would never forgive himself again. He didn't stop.
Laughter echoed in his mind as the youkai was satisfied. There would be no resistance from then on…