InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Remember Me ❯ Away From The Sun ( Chapter 4 )

Away From The Sun

She ran. They were going to catch her, no matter how fast she ran they would catch her, and she would die. She was only a little girl after all, who was she outrun a pack of wolves?

She could hear them breathing, she could hear their wild pants as they chased her. The images of broken and bleeding bodies of villagers fresh her in her mind she pushed herself harder, desperately searching for a strength she would never find.

She didn't want to die, she wanted to see him again, the angel. That magnificent being she had stumbled upon, long, flowing, silver hair, piercing golden eyes, a demon. She had known even before she saw the markings on his face that he was a demon, for what human possessed such a beauty? None she had seen.

He had been injured, he had been lying there, helpless and alone, bleeding and bruised. She had wanted to help, wanted to help this creature who was too beautiful to be marred in such a way.

So she had approached him with food, too naïve, too innocent to notice the menacing claws, the lethal swords, too blindly trusting to take the dark and narrowed look of his eyes for what it really was, a warning.

She had steadfastly cared for him, not caring that he never spoke or even acknowledged her. Her joy came from being in his presence and basking in his glory.

Then one day he had left, just as quietly and just as suddenly as he had come. She had smiled when she had come upon the clearing he had lain and found it empty.

Her angel had returned to heaven and she had helped. She had walked away from that field with that hope that maybe one day she would find him again, her mysterious angel. The memories of those days were hers alone, and she would cherish them all her life.

But she would never see him again, because they were getting closer, their growls getting louder and fiercer as they caught the scent of their prey.

The landscape whizzed by her in a hazy blur, the beauty of the forest she had once admired marred by her tears, tears shed in fear and frustration. She didn't want to die, not now, not like this.

But it seemed fate didn't care about the wishes of one small child because she tripped, tripped and fell to the ground in an anticlimactic thud. It was over, they had won.

They were upon her, so close she could see the lust in their beady red eyes; she could feel the heat of their saliva as it dripped on her. Closing her eyes, she steeled herself for the pain she knew was coming. Yet even as she heard them tearing into her, even as she knew they were ravishing her body and tearing it apart she felt nothing. Perhaps fate had heard her desperate prayers after all.

And she died, thinking that maybe she would go to heaven and find her angel.

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Rin jolted awake and fought away the memories that her haunted her every night. It had been a nightmare, a memory of her past life, a life before him.

The adrenaline of the dream caused her to tremble, and a light sheen of sweat coated her body, she still fought, she still ran from them in her dreams.

She felt the agitation of the demon behind her, Ah and Un gently nudged her, as if telling her to go back to sleep. But she couldn't, not yet. Looking across the campsite her eyes feverishly swept across the darkened area in search of him.

Her eyes finally fell upon his stoic figure, sitting so calmly against a tree across from her. To all the world he appeared as if he were sleeping, but she knew better, he was awake, ready to battle any danger that could arise at any moment.

He was powerful, her Sesshoumaru-sama. As always the sight of him calmed her, the angel of her dreams, the angel who had brought her back to life.

"Sleep Rin" The soft masculine tone of his voice instantly quelled the remaining tremors, and she promptly lay down to do as he commanded.

He would watch her as she slept. With a smile on her face she fell back into a deep sleep, this time without nightmares because she knew he was there, she knew he would protect her as he always did.

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Sesshoumaru's keen eyesight followed the rhythmic rise and fall of the small bundle curled into the heat of the dragon. She was asleep.

Every night it was the same thing. Every night she would thrash about in her sleep, every night he would hear her frantic moans and desperate pleas as she fought the demons that plagued her still.

He had brought her back to life, erased the pain of her death, but he could not banish those memories, could not make her forget what had killed her. His hand moved idly to rest on the instrument of her resurrection.

Tenseiga. He had once hated this sword, despised the fang his father had left him. Designed to restore life, Sesshoumaru still had no idea what his father was thinking when he had left Tenseiga to him and Tetsusaiga to his half brother.

Sesshoumaru had never had an interest in saving lives; compassion had been a weakness, a character flaw he was proud to lack. He craved the hunt, thrived on the destruction of those lesser than him. What he needed, what he desired was power. The Western Lands were vast and highly coveted; he was under constant threat of attack.

Tetsusaiga should have been his; the ability to kill one hundred demons in one swing would have cemented his power and forever protected his lands. But it seemed it wasn't meant to be, Tetsusaiga was fated to be with Inu Yasha and Tenseiga, he was beginning to believe there was a greater purpose to his possessing this sword.

His gaze swept over the sleeping form of the small human child he had saved. A purpose he had yet to understand.

Having a human travel with him should have disgusted him, but she was different. She hadn't cared that he was a demon, she had smiled as she so carelessly walked into what could have been her death.

Bravery, innocence, and stupidity. She was a mixture of all three, a mysterious human female who so greatly reminded him of another. One he had begun to forget.

Rin was so much like her, so much like Kagome. And he knew that was why he had saved her; he knew that was why he had brought her back to life that day.

He had come across her broken form lying in the middle of the road. The very image of innocence destroyed by the most basic of evils. He had to resurrect her, had to for his own sanity because if she could be destroyed, if she could be so mercilessly slaughtered then so could she, Kagome. He had to believe that she was could survive in this world, had to believe that such purity could prevail in a world shrouded in evil, had to believe her light could shine through the darkness.

So he had brought her back, a symbol of the only one who had ever touched him and now a reminder. Now he would never forget.

As his eyes scanned the surrounding darkness for any hint of danger his thoughts turned and took on a different subject.

He could feel it, closing in, surrounding them more each day. It was spreading across the land like a virus, infecting everything it encountered, changing it for the bad.

He had been hunting it down, tracing the scent he had caught so faintly in that charred field. But it seemed to be everywhere and in everything making the source of it impossible to discern.

It wanted something. That much was clear. The way it invaded every little space, the way it was rapidly blanketing the land, slowly and methodically. It definitely wanted something.

What, he did not know, but he did know this. Whatever this evil was, this creature, was merely setting the stage, preparing.

Once it gained what it sought it would be unstoppable. It was instinctive, this understanding of its great power, this feeling of its omnipotence.

Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed in determination. He would not allow it to seize power, would not allow get what it wanted. Not now, not ever.

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Two graceful hands reverently traced the curves of the Shikon no Tama. Obsidian eyes gazed longingly at the pink jewel. The crystalline depths promised such power and held captive such wonderful dreams. Dreams that could become reality.

One more piece and it would be complete, one more piece and hate would rain down upon the pathetic world, wipe it clean.

She had come back, the mysterious girl from the future. She held the key; she held the last fragment of the jewel. The Shikon no Tama had foreseen her return, had known she would carry that last little sliver.

The keeper of the jewel looked down upon the burning village, the flames giving the night a soft orange glow. Disgusted, the figure turned away, the satisfaction of death slowly fading. She had not been there, every hut had been searched, no stone left unturned, and she had not been there, it had not been there.

So the village had been burned, its usefulness had long past expired, one by one the creature was destroying any place the girl could seek for shelter. It would turn the world into a barren and desolate land; destroy everything until all that was left was blackness and death and her. She wouldn't be able to hide then.

The fragment called to the creature, but the piece was too small to do anything more than alert the figure to its presence and nothing else.

The girl was infuriating. She was only human, a tiny slip of a girl, yet her presence effectively blocked all attempts, hindered its progress, prevented its success.

She had powerful friends, but they could easily be defeated for they each had a weakness that could be exploited. But she was different, her weaknesses were her strengths.

It walked steadily through the forest, its hate for the miko growing more powerful with each step. Soundlessly it traveled through the dense woods until its next destination came into sight.

The creature sighed in resignation, another village, another search that would no doubt prove fruitless. As the dwelling came into view the figure saw clearly the faces of the humans that wandered about. Disgusting creatures, their smell reached its sensitive nose, causing the figure to frown in distaste. It could smell the tangy stench of their sweat and the putrid scent of their rotting flesh. They were all dying; why not help them reach that inevitable end a little sooner?

The creature stopped at the edge of the town, it had servants for such menial tasks as this search. So it sent them out, they glimmered in the night yet remained invisible to the humans that remained unaware of their impending death.

In the end it would be blamed. The shrouded figure knew this, in the end the meaningless deaths of these insignificant creatures would be placed on its own head. But really it was her fault.

If only she had stayed away, if only she hadn't stood its in way, if only that last piece had landed in the figure's hands instead of hers.

Soon the silence was broken by a terrified scream. It smiled in pure pleasure. The first scream was always the best, that first sound of terror before the ensuing chaos. It was truly beautiful. All too soon the screaming stopped, all too soon the air was thickened by the sweetly scent of blood, all too soon a fiery blaze scarred the darkness of the night.

The creature's soldiers came rushing back. It hadn't been there.

This was becoming boring, tedious, night after night, always the same thing. But the hooded figure forged on, in the distance the first stray strands of light were beginning to appear. The sun would be rising soon and the creature would have to disappear, fade away into the shadows until it could begin its search anew with the fall of the night.

But for now it had enough time, enough time for another village, another search, and another massacre.

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A small child, swathed in white held a mirror which reflected the smoldering ashes of a village and the slow departure of a cloaked figure.

"Who is that?" Asked another, a woman with red eyes and a feather in her hair.

"Evil" came the soft whisper of the child "it follows the night, disappears with the light and is forced to take a different form. Its evil thrives in the dark."

Kagura silently contemplated the girl's enigmatic reply. For one terrifying moment she had thought he was back, she had thought Naraku had come back to life, come back to taunt her.

Her heart was his no longer, his hold upon it relinquished upon his destruction. She had the miko to thank for that, though she would never admit it out loud.

She roamed the land aimlessly now with her sister Kanna. Nowhere were they accepted, they did not belong anywhere. To demons and humans alike they had been the henchmen of Naraku and were never to be trusted.

But the truth was that they had merely been puppets. He had held their hearts in his hand and fear of death gave him power over them.

For so long she had been a slave to evil, for so long she had been denied choice, denied freedom. But not anymore.

Kagura held out her hand, silently gesturing for Kanna to take it. Reaching up she drew the feather out of her hair and in a flash they were soaring through the sky.

She had a debt to pay.

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