InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Prologue - A Test of Memory (The Coming of Rinkatsu) ❯ The Death of Naraku and the Tragic Fate of Miroku ( Chapter 16 )

It was a cold night in the north. A light snow fell and covered the mountains making it difficult to travel the mountain paths. The snow made the paths slippery and icy, each step more dangerous than the last. But, to one man traveling these paths, the snow did not matter. He was seeking someone to finally exact his revenge on him for the curse on his family... this man is Miroku and he sought Naraku.

Miroku had been following Naraku for quite some time. Naraku, who lately seemed disturbed about something gave Miroku the impression that he was weak. The Shikon Jewel was stolen, and it did not appear as though Naraku was the theif. Miroku assumed that his pride was crushed and took advantage of Naraku's mental weakness.

Naraku led Miroku to the mountains of the north where he planned to hide from the new holder of the jewel. But Miroku was set on finding Naraku and not even a mountain would stop him.

Miroku was not far from the top when he noticed a fire and what looked like a polar bear sitting near it. But Miroku knew exactly what this figure was - it was Naraku sporting his beastly veil.

He knew that this was the time... this was the time that Miroku would finally lay siege unto Naraku and finally relieve the land of his terror. Miroku began preparing his incantation to deliver the final blow as he began running... he was only seconds away from him...!

Miroku was stopped in his tracks by a disturbance in the earth beneath him. The ground shook violently and it caused Naraku to cast his sights around onto Miroku...

Suddenly, a figure arose from out of the ground like an undead being. He was wearing a black cloak and robe and had hair darker than the night itself and grey eyes paler than the moon. The man approached Naraku and stopped only feet away from him. He made a casting movement with his right hand and levitated a rock to his hand which he then formed into a sword. He spoke.

"Death has found you Naraku," said the man as he swung the sword.

Naraku was decapitated. He was dead!

The man then formed the sword into a staff. He began chanting a spell and moving the staff in a pattern which then triggered a portal to open from what seemed like nowhere. It drew Naraku into it, and then disappeared into the mans staff.

Miroku couldn't believe it. The realization of what the world was to be like did not hit him until now... the curse of the wind-tunnel was broken and his future generations were saved!

The man turned around towards Miroku and Miroku fell to his knees and praised the man.

"Thank you, good man! You have saved me!" said Miroku.

"Do not praise me," said the man with a laugh. "Have you looked at your hand yet?"

Miroku was confused... he didn't know what was happening. But, curious, Miroku removed the guard from his cursed hand. The wind tunnel was still there.

"W-wha.... I don't understand!" yelled Miroku.

The mans eyes then turned a bloody read as he gazed at Miroku, laughing.

(This is a flashback to before Chapter Nine: News About Naraku)