InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ More Than Anyone ❯ Decimated ( Chapter 1 )

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Hi guys. Just a one shot I did for fun. Well its sad, so how is that fun for me? In some twisted way I'm sure, but I'm sure it's not worth getting into. I think its ok, but its not super duper long, so not a lot of super duper details, yah? Review, and another thing, constructive criticism is always nice. Like to get better. Love ya!

 

 

And I'm Serious. If I don't get critique for this story, then there is no way

that I can complete it with another chapter!! I am in no way holding you for ransom, only asking you to critique me so that I can finish this story ^_^ But no matter whats, I luv ya! ~Elua

 

 

 

More Than Anyone

 

 

 

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She was struck.

 

 

Kagome rolled to the side, doubling over at the pain of a new wound. Her skin hissed at the intrusion, and the small rip that the tentacle had left in her flesh. She pressed a hand over it, to keep it form bleeding further, and secretly prayed for her power to seal the wound. Another tentacle swept her way, suddenly assaulting her from the left.

 

She screamed, being flung to the side by the squirming thing, eager to make its next stab-like move.

 

“Ouch...” she ground out, feeling the burn of another injury. It smoldered and fumed against her touch, as if applying any pressure would destroy whatever living cells remained.

 

She seethed at the vine like thing, instantly nocking an arrow and firing. She winced at the pain when she stretched the injured places, but keeping herself alive would require some movement.

 

“Kagome!”

 

Kagome immediately looked up, scanning the area for the voices origin. It was Inuyasha.

 

He brandished the mighty Tessaiga, swinging with great speed at the tentacles aimed his way. She saw the breaths he took, and the grunts he unleashed, managing his sword like an extension of his own body. She caught his eye for a second, the sudden connection bringing an unfamiliar heat to her body.

 

“Kagome, fire an arrow now!”

 

Kagome nodded, suddenly shaking her head and knocking another arrow.

 

“Hiraikotsu!”

 

The flashing boomerang struck the sanyosho in the air, Miroku still hurling seals at the lesser demons attacking from behind. They were breaching the last line of trees to the clearing. They had to destroy Narakus puppet before the demons all bomb-rushed them.

 

“Kagome, Now!”

 

Tinting the arrow with a royally hued light, the arrow shot forth, striking true to the head of the puppet, whistling through the air as if already singing its victory song.

 

 

They were supposed to have won. They were supposed to have defeated the puppet, like any other. But no, something was different this time.

 

Something went wrong.

 

 

The light of her arrow struck the puppet through the mask, claiming the demon with its majestic brilliance.

 

“Way to go Kagome! You—“

 

“Inuyasha, what is that?”

 

Kagome suddenly pointed to the puppet.

 

Even Sango and Miroku's eyes wandered to the puppet being, who suddenly seemed to bloat in a luminescent light. Kagome suddenly realized what was happening. A quickening in her blood, and a sudden heavy presence on her, shell shocked her to the point of terror.

 

The collision of opposites between the two energies wasn't diffusing. The tension of the divergent forces was suddenly growing bigger, her arrow bulging and throbbing from the pierce in its mask.

 

“Inuyasha! Watch—“

 

She had only a second to think before it happened.

 

It exploded.

 

In a flash of light, a red cyclone of swirling light pulsed and stretched out of the puppet, suddenly engulfing everyone in front her eyes. She saw it strike at everything, growing and slashing and never stopping. It grabbed at her like a living demon, suddenly burning her with an enraged heat. A thrash of blood pounded in her head, the grip on her body tightening like that of a stone god, squeezing the life force out of her. The red abyss opened before her, her breathless sentences were all she remembered, as her last words caught onto something in the living world…

 

“Inuyasha!”

 

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Drip. Another drip. A slow pattern of feelings played its way across her body. She recognized the sensation.

 

Wetness…

 

She drew open her eyes, emerging from the darkened shell of her mind.

 

It was raining.

 

She felt the light drizzle of the rain lay echoes of its footprints across her body, lightly tapping her out of her sleep.

 

“Oww…” she crooned, rubbing her neck, and supporting herself on her legs.

 

She looked around. Charred trees. Burnt and dead, everywhere.

 

She didn't know what to think. Her mind seemed to have been put on pause, and would not process or respond to anything. She sat there, blinking under the rain for a few moments, looking around as if the world was unfamiliar to her.

 

Her eyes widened.

 

Suddenly working again, her mind raised only one question.

 

Where are they?

 

“Oh my gosh. Where are they? …Sango?”, she called out.

 

She raised herself off the ground, shaking away the ash and dirt that stuck to her uniform. The ground turned muddy, suddenly sticking to her shoes as she desperately turned each way to look for her companions. She searched among the ruins of the trees, finally deciding to try to the find the clearing they fought in.

 

They're not dead…no of course not. They're fine. They can't be dead. They're just waiting for me there…

 

Adrenaline pulsed through her being, and she suddenly started running. What if they weren't there? What if she was alone?

`Oh Kami, please be there, guys, please wait for me'

 

She broke past the remaining line of trees, instantly dropping eyes on the sight before her.

 

Everything was decimated.

 

No…

 

“Sango? Inuyasha? Miroku?”, she called out again, her panic suddenly doubling in seconds. She laced her way through the destruction and debris, avoiding the still living fires.

 

Everything there was dead.

 

The ground was charred black, she couldn't see a tree in the distance that wasn't dead. The land was smoldering, broken in half at the crevasse of the explosion.

 

 

All around her, was the perpetual image of destruction.

 

 

“No… No, NO!” she screamed out, her voice seemingly unheard, as if trapped in an echoless void. She fell to her knees, as if she had suddenly lost the ability to do otherwise, her body losing its control to something much more powerful. She struck the ground, continually pounding the earth with her fists, determined not to let her emotions get the best of her. She knew how easily her frail mind would bend to its will.

 

She suddenly spun around, identifying any that could be red. But there was nothing. Just black.

 

Her hope was crushed.

 

“Ka…Kago—“

 

She stopped breathing, if only for a second.

 

She turned around, suddenly shoving aside and heaving debris out of the way, tearing her way to the only living voice she could hear besides her own.

 

Sifting through the ash and dust, she couldn't help but notice how desperate she had become to see another person. She could feel it; the distraught emotions taking control of her whole body. She willed to look, and knew in her soul she would not leave until she found something.

 

She knew she hit it when it groaned in response. She was soon greeted by a familiar pair of eyes, sparkling, yet faded.

 

“Inuyasha!”

 

“Kagome, your—“ he suddenly heaved, coughing up a small handful of blood. She gave him a quick glance, and didn't even make it half way down when she stopped.

 

He looked almost dead, and she wondered what numinous force had kept him from being dismembered. His body was charred, burning and oozing as if to remind him he was still alive. She could see the terrible gap in his stomach, the holes in his chest, and the many cuts that laced his arms and legs. He should have been dead. But he wasn't. She drew a breath, but felt suddenly woozy.

 

She saw him blanch, staring at her with brooding, yet joyful eyes. She couldn't manage words, until she saw him gurgle blood, a sign something inside him was obviously bleeding.

 

“Inuyasha! You're terribly hurt!”

 

He scoffed and looked down at his swiftly dying body.

 

“Yah, I think I got a cut or two.” He chuckled, laying his head back down.

 

She tried to move him, but he wouldn't budge.

 

“Let me try” he said, struggling to move. He winced in pain, falling back at his first attempt.

 

She cradled his head for a few moments, before setting it down gently, encouraging him to try to speak.

 

“I think it'd be best to leave me.” He stifled, wrapping an arm around his broken ribs.

 

She went wide-eyed, growing defensive. “No, we're going to get you to a safe place, and then you'll get better.”

 

“Do you see Kirara anywhere?”

 

She looked around once more, not seeing tie nor tail of the cute flying neko. She suddenly worried of its safety, but focused back on Inuyasha.

 

“No, but…” she lost her sentence for a moment. “I'll think of something. Everything will turn out ok…” she whispered against him, feeling her breath rebound in the cold.

 

She laid a gentle hand across his cheek, and he complied, lightly leaning his face into her hand. So soft, yet so damaged.

 

“Kagome…” he managed, pressing himself to speak. “I think we both know…how this…” he winced. “…is gonna end.”

 

She shook her head once more, willing her tears to stay unseen.

 

“No, you're going to be ok and—“

 

“Kagome, you've never lied to yourself before. I don't think now…is the best time to start.” He replied, his eyes once again fading.

 

“Inuyasha…” she whimpered. “You. You're the one the told me your body is different. Your demon blood will heal you up and…you…you have to be ok.”

 

He chuckled again, this time bringing up more blood.

 

“I think…I may have overdone it this time.”

 

“This can't happen” she cried looking away. “You've never been so seriously hurt before! You…You're supposed to be invincible.” She whispered, wrapping her arms at the base of his neck.

 

“Kagome…I've never been invincible.” He said, trying to move to get a better view of her.

 

“But I'm glad…I made you feel that way. Made you feel…safe.” he whispered, huskily, yet softly spoken.

 

She laid her head on his chest, giving a sad smile. “Yes. More than anyone.”

 

She cried into his chest, welcoming the feeling of his arms slightly around her form. She cried and cried, all the while losing herself to the reality that her precious hanyou was dying in front of her.

 

She shivered.

 

“We…we need you to beat Naraku…” she whimpered again. “And I refuse…refuse to believe that you would let one of his puppets be the one who cooked you alive.”

She got no reply from this. She could tell he was thinking from the tenseness in his muscles. He suddenly spoke.

 

 

“I love you.”

 

 

It was so soft and so fast that she had to actually wonder if she had heard it. After a few minutes she looked to him.

 

“What?”

 

He looked up to the sky rolling his eyes back.

 

“Death…I could never accept it until I got that off my chest.”

 

She burst into tears.

 

She pounded on his chest, crying all the while. He was surprised. Shouldn't she be happy?

 

“How could you be so selfish?” she cried, striking him again. “How could you wait until your about to die to tell me that, and leave me knowing that I had wondered so long for nothing! That we could have been happy before this whole thing!”

 

She continued to cry, and he made no move to stop her.

 

He lolled his eyes to the sky, drifting in and out of his senses as he stared at things only he could see.

 

“I guess…I was just a fool. I couldn't even tell what my feelings were until now, but…somehow dying helps you make decisions.”

 

She let out empty sobs, wiping away his falling tears as well.

 

“I…love you too…”

 

The happiness in his face, at least for that second, helped to ease the pain of knowing that she would never see that smile again.

 

She swallowed all her doubts and cried whatever was left.

 

She stayed in the arms of he who was most dear to her. He who made her feel more special and protected than anyone.

 

Inuyasha.

 

Kagome never left his side, but remained vigilant and true.

 

More than anyone she could think of, she didn't want to lose him. Now, or ever.

 

She could only hope, the kamis would hear her desperate pleas, as she silently, and desperately, begged him not to die…

 

 

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A/n

 

K, so I didn't show him dying; I'm not that cruel ^_^
Anyways, please review, and give me helpful criticism. I need to get better at writing, so I need people to point stuff out so…

 

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