InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Power II: Running ❯ Healing Power and Packing ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2: Healing Power and Packing

The door was thrown clear off its hinges as Jax stood in the doorway. Riasha pushed past him to Sesshoumaru's side. She took one look at his head and her eyes widened. She felt it with her fingers to see the extent of it and blanched. It hadn't hit his brain, but went that deep. She looked over at Kagome in a panic.

"We're going to have to combine our powers and concentrate." Riasha said.

"What do you mean? I've never healed anyone before, I don't know…" She was in hysterics as Riasha cut her off.

"You're going to have to or he will die. Just put your hands here." Kagome's hand was roughly grabbed and placed on his temple. Riasha took the other one in her own hand. Her other hand was on the other temple on his right side. "Just think about mending his head and concentrate like you would if you were fighting." Riasha had sweat on her upper lip; Kagome saw that and realized she had rivulets of the salty liquid running down her back. She swallowed and nodded to Riasha. Riasha stared intently into Sesshoumaru's peaceful face.

"Now." She whispered. Kagome focused all her energy into healing the gash on Sesshoumaru's head. It seemed to take an eternity for the wound to start to close up. She concentrated hard, her sense of self and everything around her clearing as she opened herself.

The thing that had always helped her in moments like these, a feeling, an omnipotence, it seemed that for a moment she could know anything she wished to know. And that moment she wanted to know how to heal Sesshoumaru. And she knew. She concentrated all her power onto healing him, with every grain of her being. The wounds size decreased, and the blood stopped flowing. Finally it closed up and she let go, the same exact time as Riasha, totally exhausted. They sat back and studied him, Riasha with an uncertainty, and Kagome with a confident air of someone who knew. He would be fine; he would wake up in five, four, three, two, one…

Sesshoumaru's eyes shot open and he grimaced at the pain of the headache he would have for a few days. Kagome threw her arms around him, so unbelievably happy to see his eyes open.

Fallen angels at my feet
Whispered voices at my ear
Death before my eyes
Lying next to me I fear
She beckons me shall I give in
Upon my end shall I begin
Forsaken all I've fallen for I rise to meet the end

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She packed her essentials only. She didn't know where they were going to go; she just knew that they had to leave. Another one of her insights she had gotten when she had healed Sesshoumaru with Riasha had warned her that they had to leave immediately. Riasha had gotten the same type of feeling, though hers wasn't as clear. Kagome held up the pair of shorts she had had worn only earlier that day. She frowned and discarded them into the pile of stuff she wasn't taking. Her school outfit. Would she have any need for it, seriously? She threw that into the pile. A nice dress Sesshoumaru had given her. Well, she may find she needed one and not have it. She packed it carefully into her rather large suitcase. Right now she wore a pair of tight, but comfortable jeans, hip-huggers. Her shirt was a stretch material, short sleeved, coming to her belt buckle. On her left hip she wore the sword Sesshoumaru had given her.

She had decided to name it, and liked the way the English word
Precocious sounded. The bow was set on the bed, waiting to be adorned, with the quiver full of arrows sitting next to it. Beside that was a foreign object she had no real concept of how to use. All she could tell someone was that when you pulled the trigger and aimed, it fired and hit. The gun was a 9-millimeter Gloke. She was afraid to even touch the thing. Sesshoumaru had given to her with a promise of lessons. She shuttered at the thought, shooting, which to her was associated with killing. She did not want to kill, but she knew it was a necessity. She hurriedly finished packing and turned to the remaining weapons. She put the bow and quiver into a case that Sesshoumaru had had made with the bow. She reached for the holster and wrapped it around herself, making sure it was secure. She took the gun and put it in the holster, strapping it in. Then she turned to the classy and expensive long coat on the bed. She adorned that too, and then the dark sunglasses that sat on her bureau. She grabbed the heavily packed case, and went out to where the rest were waiting for her. She kept a neutral expression as she approached, before dropping her suitcase down on the ground with the others.

"I still want to question the man we have in the room in the east wing before we leave, I think we have time." She glanced at them all for approval. Her brain in this emotionally distressing moment was searching for something to ease the tensions, unconsciously. She looked them all over with a smile before giggling. She spied the worried looks she was receiving, she could see they're eyes with her better vision, and broke into a fit of laughter. They tried to see what was the matter and looked to Sesshoumaru for information, but the Lord was chuckling lowly and waved a hand at them. Kagome struggled to regain control of herself in such a tense moment.

"We all," Sputter, "Look like," Guffaw, "The Trench Coat Mafia!" She broke out into new gails of laughter. Riasha stared at Jax for a full moment before she burst into laughter. He was twittering and let it get blown into a full-blown roar as they all huffed and gasped. They needed the release of tensions, it helped them, relaxed them, made them see the good things again. It slowly died down to chuckles and hard breathing of people who were trying to regain their breath. Kagome looked at Riasha, and another bubble of laughter fought to rise to her throat. She suppressed it by covering her mouth and rushing away up the other set of stairs to the East wing. She slowed and listened hard to hear Riasha talking to Jax animatedly. She smiled, and proceeded to the locked room.

`Oh, shit!' She had forgotten the key, `Dammit!' A thought occurred to her, and she flicked a claw out, it lengthened, and she quickly unlocked the door with it. She pulled it open, and saw in the darkness the shape of a trembling figure against the far wall. She flicked on the light and shut the door, locking it behind her. When the door clicked, she heard a yelp from the terrified man. She winced and shut her eyes, knowing the reason he was so afraid of her. She took a deep breath and turned around, the terror in his eyes evident to her.

"You have no reason to fear me now. I will not harm you." She smiled sincerely, not the maniacal smile he had seen when she had attacked them.

"How do I know that?" He squeaked. She took a step toward him.

"I was out of control of myself, I didn't know what I was doing. If I had, the only one who would've been punished was the one who killed him." She sighed, her emotions reeling. "Were you there when he was killed?" She asked hopefully.

"Do you mean the little boy? I think, your brother?" His voice softened; she didn't seem like she was before, she seemed very different, and infinitely sad. She nodded and he continued. "I was there." He said grimly. "They grabbed him and asked where you were, he said he didn't know. They didn't believe him and tied him up. They tried over and over to get him to reveal where you were, but he didn't know. I tried to say something, he was just a kid, but they didn't allow it." For the first time, Kagome saw the gash down his arm, and wondered.

"What is that wound there?" She pointed to his arm. He lifted it and then shrugged his shoulders.

"When I tried to interfere with the killing they took a knife and sliced it, said it was a warning. He died quickly. They shot him in the temple."

"Why are you telling me this, in hopes it will get you on my good side? I know you are telling the truth, I don't smell any lying on you. Why do you care if I have peace of mind?" She asked curiously. He turned sightless eyes on her.

"Why shouldn't I tell you? Like you said, it's the truth, and there's no reason not to tell you. Besides, I am going to die whether I tell you or not, right?" She looked at him shocked for a moment. He was staring out the window and into space.

"What makes you so sure your going to die?" He swung his gaze to hers quickly.

"You're going to kill me when you're done. Or even if you don't, and leave me here for the people who are coming, they will kill me just because you didn't." He stated this as if it were a fact of life. He was going to die soon, he thought for sure he was, and had resigned himself to that fact.

"What if I say you're not going to die? What if I say that you're not going to be left here either?" She watched as his astonished eyes stared into hers.

"What do you mean?" He asked hopefully.

"Where do you need to go to get away from them?" She asked seriously.

"The States is where my family is. There are no members from this gang or any related gang in The States. I… that's where I would want to go." He swallowed and worked up the courage to ask her something.

"What?" She asked gently.

"What, are you, exactly?" He immediately looked away, expecting her to be angry at his blatant question. Instead he heard a little laugh.

"I never thought about it, but I must have seemed a little out of this world to you, huh?" She watched as he lifted his gaze back to hers and nodded. "I was a miko with extraordinary power. Have you heard the legend of the Shikon No Tama?" Again he nodded. "I carry within me that very jewel, it gives me some even more extraordinary powers. I have control of the temperatures." She closed her eyes and opened them, now glowing purple. She lifted her hand, and the astonished and disbelieving man felt a definite rise in temperature. She lowered her hand and the sweat that had accumulated that short moment was now gone as he felt a coldness drift over them. She brought her hand up until the temperature was back to normal.

"The wind listens to my every command." A wind picked up from nowhere, and he was picked up off of his feet and landed lightly on the bed as it disappeared again. Her eyes returned to normal. "I can make it rain and snow, whatever needs to be done at the time." He was awestricken; this was some angel sent from heaven to avenge the wrong being done in this world. Surely this was some saint, a messenger from God, sent to bring forth God's wrath.

"I was overridden with emotions and passed out. I would have died if I was not given the demon blood from my mate. So now I am part demon as well."

"Demons?" He said weakly.

"You know the demons you read about in stories? They are real. I am mated to Lord Sesshoumaru, formerly the Lord of the Western Lands. Here also is Lord Jax and Lady Riasha, who is but only a hanyou." He stared at her like she was a goddess or something. "Are you okay?" He gulped and nodded.

"So you say you are a Miko, who holds the power of the Sacred Jewel, and is part youkai." She nodded. He looked dazed, and shook his head slowly. When he looked back at her she noticed something different about his eyes. She couldn't quite put her finger on it though…

"Lets go. They are waiting for us." She unlocked and opened the door, turning back to him. He sat on the bed a minute more before getting up and starting toward her. She reached over and unlocked a cabinet, pulling out a pistol. She offered it to him, and he looked at her confused.

"Aren't you afraid that I might try to shoot you?" He reached for the gun. She withheld it for a second while she made a point.

"If you could manage to hit Sesshoumaru, which would be very hard indeed, I would personally tear you limb from limb. If you ever shot me, Sesshoumaru would do something similar." She smiled while he gaped at her, and almost dropped the gun she handed to him.

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`Kagome, I don't think that this is a very good idea.' Sesshoumaru sent to her, and she gave him a partially annoyed look.

`I decided to send this guy to America and that's it!' She turned, smiling to the others. "Shippou, can you get all of us all the way to America?" She asked him.

"I believe so. I got me and Sesshoumaru to Alaska once." He grinned at her.

"Why would you… never mind. Ready everyone?" They nodded. She took Sesshoumaru's hand and the gangster's; he had Shippou's, who had Jax's, who held Riasha's, who held Sesshoumaru's other hand. It formed a large circle, and Kagome felt a cackle of energy of all these strong beings. Then she realized that she was strong enough to be considered equal to them, part human or not.

"Here we go! Shippou exclaimed. Kagome braced for the world to slowly liquefy and turn black. She felt as though she was flat, all the air squished out of her. She gripped the two hands tighter and realized both squeezed back. It was the only feeling she had; she could not feel her heart beating, or even her presence. There was nothing under her feet; her body flowed like the oppressing blackness around her, except her hands. The one on her left was gripping like life itself was at stake. The cooler grasp from the right was relaxed from experience. She felt her feet touch down, and saw that they were in a forest of coniferous trees. The man on her left immediately began rubbing his arms and stomping his feet.

"What the hell?" He rubbed his tingling flesh more vigorously, and
Kagome giggled.

"Oh, sorry, I should of thought to warn you. That happened to me the first time too. By the way, what is your name, so I don't have to call you `hey'?" He glanced up from where he was trying to stop the tingling.

"I guess you can call me Hall. Hall Brooke." He looked at them all, trying to see if anyone else was going to offer their names. Kagome realized they weren't, and decided she would.

"My full name is Kagome Higurashi. Over there is Lord Sesshoumaru, a full dog demon and my mate. That's Lady Riasha, a half dragon demon, and standing next to her is her mate, Lord Jax, an Alaskan Wolf demon. They all lived at Sesshoumaru's mansion for one reason or another. I just found Sesshoumaru after waiting ten months." She smiled up at Sesshoumaru.

"And I have waited 500 years and ten months to find her again." That had never occurred to her, and suddenly she felt badly about how mean she had been when he had first found her. She slipped an arm around Sesshoumaru's hip, and he gently rested his on her shoulders protectively.

"Shippou, where did you set us down?" He looked slightly troubled.

"I'm not sure. I absolutely certain we're in America, I just don't know where."

"Come over here." Sesshoumaru said. Everyone took a few steps closer, and a cloud formed at their feet. They rose up into the air and Hall looked pale. Kagome held onto Sesshoumaru's hand and realized he was having a hard time with all these people on it. She sent some of her power into him, lending him her strength. She felt a little weak, but nothing too horrible. He gave her silent thanks and headed east, away from the setting sun. Darkness washed over them, and Riasha became the lookout for any signs of human habitation with her superior Dragon eyes. She saw just as well in the dark as in the light. She thought she saw something and relayed it to Sesshoumaru. Jax sniffed the air.

"Smoke, there's someone nearby, or a forest fire." Kagome squinted and a few minutes later a building came into view. She hoped there was something there that could help them.

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