InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Screwing with the Gods ❯ Fighting and Feuding ( Chapter 3 )

Ritalin: *does special loopy dance* I'm going crazy! I'm going crazy! *sits in a daze* I need chocolate….

 

DemonGirl-Setsuna: You just had a big `Kit-Kat' bar ten minutes ago!

 

Ritalin: I know I did. But that was TEN minutes ago! Emphasis on TEN like double digit ten. You're lucky I haven't collapsed from starvation yet only feeding me ever four or so hours…

 

DemonGirl-Setsuna: I'm trying to figure out who is worst; you or Vaya-kava!

 

*Vaya-kava walks in with bag of chocolate coated coffee beans*

 

Vaya: someone call me?

 

DemonGirl-Setsuna: *tackles Vaya* Give those to me! You're not allowed to have these! You know you're sensitive to caffeine!

 

Ritalin: MINE!

 

*Human Inuyasha randomly walks in and snatches the bag from feuding demonic girls*

 

Inuyasha: None of you are gettin' them until one of you makes me a half demon again!

 

Ritalin: *grins* Hell, forget the chocolate we have Inuyasha….

 

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Last Time

 

“What the-“ he jumped up hands fiddling on top of his head trying to feel the usually soft triangles that were mounted there but there was nothing as he trailed his hands down towards the sides of his face and finding human ears. He grabbed at his hair seeing the black remained instead of the usually silvery white that he received after the night where he was human.

 

“You can't be serious!” he yelled abruptly as he realized that he was still human.

 

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Afterward

 

The clouds had since cleared and for the time being all seemed to be tranquil if not for the numerous shouts from the incumbents of the forest and the array of yells from elsewhere.

 

The decimated village was as quiet as a grave and as gloomy as the dreariest morning. There were no sounds other than the rustle of the wind against debris and the scattering ashes. There were almost no signs of life remaining in the village, except for the masterfully erected palace like mansion that was planted in the very center of the burned village.

 

The house itself seemed to emit a strange and protective aura swirling vapors of red mist obscuring the grounds and sending intruders away. Nekaku sat on the polished wood floor that gleamed beneath her as if recently constructed and indeed it had been. Her face showed her weariness and her clothing was stained. But instead of using a small bit of magic to repair the fabric she had let it be for she had no magic to spare on such a tedious matter. Erecting the mansion had been a task in itself, bringing the wood back to life and polishing it, ordering the heavy rocks to line the paths and cleansing the water supply for drinking. Not to mention fashioning meals on her own.

 

There were times when being a goddess was both a gift as well as a hindrance. Her ginger hair was in a state of disarray almost as bad as her clothing but not quite so, her tail was bandaged from the base almost to the tip, leaving only three inches of the appendage visible.

 

On either side of the tired looking goddess were her siblings, Kakutsune on her left and Ryukaku on her right. Each slumbering and oblivious to the chaos that had been created and the trouble they were going to be in.

 

Ryukaku's power level that was usually emitted while he slept had become a faint glimmer around his skin, almost nonexistent. Kakutsune's power level had vanished completely. The usual glowering aura of white that had surrounded her younger sibling was no more, her powers fully depleted and what she fear was with the lack of her power would mean the lack of her immortality.

 

Jolted out of her stupor by a groan, Nekaku lifted her gaze meeting a pair of lucid maroon shielded by obsidian hair. She sighed with a measure of relief as she wetted a cloth with the small basin and placed it on his forehead.

 

Ryukaku's face was battered and his hair was no better off than her own. His clothing was in an even worse state and it had been so damaged she had been forced to take off the remainder of it and discard it. Her brother now shirtless looked at her meekly silent except for the slight panting.

 

“Where are we? What happened to us?” he winced as he spoke as he attempted to sit upright and finding that his back rejected the motion completely, forcing him back on the bedroll. “Why do I feel so exhausted?” he muttered with enough strength to turn his head towards the parallel bed and frown as memories returned.

 

Kakutsune was completely still, her skin was paler than normal and she looked as if she'd been drained of every ounce of her life force. Had he not seen the barely noticeable rise and fall of her chest he might have assumed so.

 

“Nekaku, how long have we been comatose.” He said the fatigue in his baritone voice could not be dismissed as he stared vacantly at his sleeping sibling though the faint traces of anger and resentment had welled in the crimson depths.

 

“You've only been asleep for a day. How do you feel?”

 

The dragon god growled forcing his body to function and move as he desired. “Like killing to god damn baka kitsune.” He growled tail lashing at the floor. Noting that his chest was bare he leaned most of his weight on his left hand while running his right casually over his chest.

 

There was a brief moment of hesitation as a familiar warmth past over his chest but then that warmth shot through him like a flaming arrow, spearing him right through the chest. He gasped violently suddenly flung backwards into the wall behind him. Eyes wide with pain, confusion and astonishment he struggled to return air to his deprived lungs as his back and chest throbbed horribly.

 

Nekaku's hands flew to her mouth, stifling a gasp as she saw a flashing sutra like kanji writing across her brother's right arm. They flashed for a moment before dulling completely and disappearing. Hesitantly she got up to go to his side as he knelt on all fours panting and unable to move much more than he had.

 

“What, the hell was that?” he snarled gritting his teeth as he slumped to the floor, Nekaku catching him in her arms and trying to haul him back to the bedroll.

 

“Ne-kaku…” two pairs of eyes turned abruptly to the conscious kitsune who was sitting up without a problem.

 

Kakutsune removed the silver strands of hair from her face as she righted herself staring at them in slight confusion and ears twitching attentively. “What's going on?” she said innocently as if not recalling the day before.

 

Obviously her coyness irked the dragon god enough for him to push the cat goddess away, staggering to his feet and raising his right hand in preparation for a spell. His arm glowed the familiar black aura, swirling with malevolent wisps of smoke and ready to lash out.

 

And again the strange white text returned but it seemed brighter than it had the last time and instead of flinging him straight against the wall. The force of it sent him through it…

 

As the dust cleared to reveal a gaping hole in the wall Nekaku ran to her brother again, but he was no longer conscious and if she didn't know better then she would believe that his aura had gotten weaker and the strange enchantment was burned into his right arm.

 

Her eyes shone with horror as she turned back to her sister who seemed completely unaware of earlier events.

 

“What have you done…?”

 

~~~~Elsewhere~~~~

 

The initial woe of discovering that he was no longer a demon struck Inuyasha and the gang hard. So hard that as they returned to the village there was utter chaos.

 

Had the scent of human not been so strong they would have presumed they had walked into a demon village. Humanoid demons ran in a disgruntled frenzy! Scurrying about like chickens with their heads cut off, completely nuts.

 

Miroku and Shippo were still at odds trying to figure out why Shippo had become human and why Miroku had become a fox demon. Or why Kirara had become a common cat and Sango a cat demon…

 

Only explanation…

 

All the demons had become human and the humans had received the power of demons…

 

Not pretty…

 

The hell that had erupted however had caused many to kill. The scent of blood was too overpowering as they entered the village.

 

“They've all turned into demons! Inuyasha you're not a demon anymore and neither am I but it looks like all the humans have become demons!” Shippo explained. However he was having trouble of his own trying to remain upright. He had usually felt a balance with his tail but now without it proved very awkward. And his human feet he found were extremely sensitive and were hurt by the simplest things as he discovered with rocks.

 

“Alright that's obvious but why are they killing each other?” Sango asked as she looked from one feuding pair of demons to another.

 

“It is because they know no better.”

 

The band turned to the booming voice that sounded very familiar and found the voice had gained an entirely different appearance from what they expected.

 

Old lady Kaede stood before them but instead of hunched over like the old woman she was she was standing tall…Very tall…Taller than her own wrecked hut…

 

Kagome looked up at the blue skinned beady eyed demon that stood above them. Inuyasha instinctively grabbed the hilt of his sword. Miroku and Sango immediately readied themselves with their staff and Hiraikotsu. And Shippo just plain passed out.

 

“Ye need not fear me it is I. Though in this body I could enact my revenge for all the time ye called me `old hag' Inuyasha.” The Kaede demon said staring down at a hesitant Inuyasha.

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Ritalin: Kliffy! Hahahahaha! Will Inuyasha be crushed to a pulp for pissing off an old lady suddenly turned ogre? Only time will tell on the next episode of-

 

*WACK!*

 

Ritalin: OW!

 

Inuyasha: Change me back!

 

Ritalin: SETSU!

 

DemonGirl-Setsuna: *Bum rushes Inuyasha and tackles him to the floor*

 

Inuyasha: OI! Get Offa me!

 

DemonGirl-Setsuna: No! I need to KCUF you *whispers in Inuyasha's ear* spell it backwards.

 

Inuyasha: What the hell are-Oh hell no!

 

Ritalin: Alright before this exceeds pg-13 let me close this off!