InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Reign of Spiders ❯ Holding my Own ( Chapter 8 )

Authors note: Ok guys I know the length sucks, and most likely you won’t hear from me till Winter break or later after this chap (schedules tight, I’m working two jobs and going to school full time learning two languages) But I hope you enjoy it none the less. For those that poked at me thank you I hope this was worth all the time you put into poking at me lol. Anyways on with the story

Disclaimer: If I owned it then why is this story listed under fanfiction? Use common sense people, Its not mine

RoS 8: Holding My Own

Sango looked around her. This was diffidently not going to be an easy escape, the two youkai that had brought her to the temple in the first place where now standing on either side of her daring her to make a move… She mentally cursed. This had to be revenge for all the hits she had dealt the monk, well if she survived this fight she would diffidently come back to deal with the letch personally!

Mantan looked at Sango carefully before calling across to his brother, “An-chan! An-chan!” Catching Hiten’s attention he gave a wide toothy grin before asking, “Can we take her alive? Can we? can we?” his eyes lighting in pleasure, “she’s so pretty.”

Hiten rolled his eyes at his ototo’s enthusiasm. “Sure why not. If that’s what my cute little brother wishes.”

Mantan let out a cry of joy, while Sango glared daggers at the pair. What she wouldn’t give right now for her Hiraikotsu…

Hiten maneuvered his feet so that his flaming wheels would slid down below his shoes and give him the power to fly or move faster at will. Mantan continued to cheer in excitement as he watched his elder brother go and fetch the girl, she would make a wonderful hair tonic he was sure!

Sango watched as the thunder demon came towards her. She quickly took stock of her surroundings trying to form a plan. Unfortunately there was nothing in the immediate vicinity that she could use as a weapon. Therefore her best bet was to dodge and try to make it to the forest. From there she could either try to loose them or at least find something to use to fight these monsters. The black haired demon was getting closer, she mentally counted down watching him, ‘3. 2. 1!’ and dropped to the ground before hastily rolling to the side, casing Hiten to miss her completely.

Making a u-turn the older demon looked at her with a smirk, “hm so you think you can actually escape us?” his ruby eyes laughing at her, mocking her for her weakness.

Sango quickly got to her feet closing her hand around the small stone she had grabbed while she was down and glared banefully at the youkai before her, yes she realized that she was practically helpless right now and her mobility was rather low due to the kimono she wore, but she’d be damned if she just rolled over and died! She had to avenge her village! So she would give it her all. If nothing else she was determined to wipe that smirk off of the elder demon’s face.

At least one thing was going right she had gotten herself a little closer to the line of forest. She slowly back peddled toward it. ‘Just get to the forest get to the forest…’ she chanted in her head over and over again. Seeing her move toward the tree line Manten frowned he didn’t want her to get away so he took aim at the trees by Sango and opened his mouth preparing to block her escape route.

Sango momentarily flicked her eyes from Hiten to glance at Manten not wanting to get taken by surprise by either of them. However seeing Manten getting ready to blast the tree line she panicked and with out thinking threw the rock in her hand at the nearly bald creature. Silently cursing she realized she was probably off target but couldn’t seem to care as she tried to make a run for the trees.

The rock sailed threw the air and grazed Manten’s head, causing the demon to pause. Closing his mouth Manten reached a hand up and felt for his pride and joy the three hairs that had always sat on top of his head. When his hand came away with one laying on his finger tip his eyes watered and rage filled him. “MY HAIR!”

Hiten was already giving chase to the girl, he smirked as he caught up he was nearly upon her but his brothers cry gave him momentary pause. Sparing his brother a look his eyes widened before he quickly speed out of the way. A large blast of electricity shot from his mouth and scorched the tree line blasting Sango back several feet.

Sango shook her head dizzily from her spot on the ground, the blast had been huge, she had been very grateful that she had only caught the force from the blasts impact and had not taken a direct hit herself, other wise she probably wouldn’t be alive right now… Her train of thought skidded to a halt when she was roughly pulled up and her stomach was slammed into a hard shoulder. Sango’s eyes flew open upon impact as the breath was knocked from her form.

Hitaen turned to look at his grieving brother now that he had secured the girl, “Hey.” He flashed a small smile to the sobbing youkai, “We got her, now lets go fix it.”

Manten opened his mouth to reply but another voice cut him off, “Sango!”

Both youkai turned to see who had shouted only to see the monk came tearing out the doors at them staff in an offensive position. The monks sandaled feet thudded against the tatami mats as he ran. And the moment they passes the doors… A scream tore from his throat, the staff clattered to the ground, and the spider tattoo on his hand began to pulse.

Having regained her breath Sango looked on wide eyed in silent wonder as a strong wind began to form around the monk and the black tattoo began to round out into a circle and tug at the surroundings with a great wind.

Manten looked at his brother confused; he was not sure what to make of this. Hiten simply looked on in his own shock, what was going on?

Miroku watched through pain filled eyes as bit after bit of the world around him disappeared into the hole in his hand, not quite understanding it, but still feeling the need to save the fiery girl he turned his hand towards the nearly bald demon.

To be continued…