InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Tangled In Love ❯ Possession ( Chapter 6 )

~Chapter Six~

Possession

 

 

"I can feel it, ahead of us!" Kagome called up to them, her heart beating faster at the power she could feel coming from a large shrine up again. "And there is a shikon shard! That last one!" Kagome called, her stomach clenching in fear. 

"Kirara, get below the trees," Sango instructed, wanting to approached quietly.

 

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Koga could feel the demonic aura pulsating through the air. It brushed against his own youki and raised the hairs on the back of his neck. Something was very wrong. He could smell the power of a jewel shard, but it was different. It didn't exude the same feeling of power that his and Kagome's jewel fragments did. Something about this power felt unfriendly and very hostile.

"Kagome, we have to be very careful. Can you feel the hostility in the air?" he asked her, skirting around the small village that the shrine overlooked and whipping right into the clearing in front of the dwelling.

"I agree," Miroku commented as Kirara touched down and he, Sango and Kohaku disembarked, "There is a venomous feeling here, and I don't mean literal poison."

The large sliding doors in front of them began to shift open and a soft red glow came from deep inside the shadows of the shrine.

"Welcome, friends of Inuyasha," a deep feminine voice whispered out to them, "So generous of you to come, though, I expected nothing less from as loyal a group." the soft red aura drew closer, "I'm afraid Inuyasha isn't feeling like himself today, but he insisted upon greeting you. and what kind of hostess would I be to not let my guest see his friends when they traveled so far to see him."

The soft glow of the red aura came closer and closer until finally, Inuyasha was outlined on the porch. He still lacked his protective red fire-rat haori and his white under kimono had long since been ripped and destroyed, leaving him bare-chested in just his red hakama, which rode low on his narrow hips. His hands were still freshly sliced from tearing up the floorboards and his chest, back, arms and face were littered with cuts, deep welts and bruises from the multiple beatings and tortures he had taken for the past three and some change. He looked a little thin from not eating and his skin was a little pale from being inside. The jewel shard in his back was giving him the energy he needed to stand still and tall. He also had the two jagged purple slashes on his face and his muscle strength had increased exponentially. His stance was taller, his gait more graceful. With the lack of emotion on his stoic face, he looked frightening like his brother Sesshoumaru.

But what was most alarming about him wasn't the abused state of his body or his physical changed, it was his eyes. Not the red that would denote he was in his demonic, raging murderous lunatic youkai form, they were his usual molten gold. But something was off. His eyes were a blank slate and not in the 'I'm simply hiding my emotions' blank. They were totally unseeing. Unknowing. He was looking straight at the group, but he wasn't seeing them.

Samara appeared seemingly out of nowhere beside the hanyou and planted an affectionate kiss on his cheek. He didn't even acknowledge her, "He's exquisite, is he not?" she asked the group with a smile.

"What have you done to Inuyasha?" Miroku called out, gripping his staff and taking a small step in front of Sango, as if to shield her from the sorceress's view.

"He's my pet," she answered without missing a beat. She fingered the beads on his neck, "You sent him to me with such an interesting little collar that I couldn't resist. I've always wanted a puppy," she gushed dramatically, stroking his thick silver-white bangs off his face. Again, he didn't flinch, very untypical Inuyasha.

Miroku's face was aghast, "She's used the beads to possess him..." he commented low.

Koga put his arm up to cover his nose and his other arm flashed out to hold Kagome back, "He reeks of full youkai and shikon jewel," he said, muffled. This was very wrong. This was not going to be a typical rescue and retrieve mission. They had been lured into a trap, not unexpectedly of course. 

"Inuyasha," Samara said low, "Do you see that young woman in the strange kimono?" she pointed to Kagome. Inuyasha's eyes immediately locked on her, "She's the one who has the jewel. Do you remember my instructions from earlier?"

"Kill the miko, take the jewel," he repeated, his voice a deep rumble and very monotonous. 

"Good boy," she cooed, "Now, fetch."

 

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What is happening to me?

He'd woken up in his prison this morning, but he'd been untied. Opportunity had poured into him and yet, when he tried to get up and get the hell out, he couldn't move. In fact, the more he came awake, the stronger the feeling of `stay put' warred over him.

What the hell is happening? Why can't I move? I can't talk… gods, it's hard to think…

The sorceress came in and without his fore-thinking, he rose and followed her out of what had been his prison for the past month. His body felt powerful, graceful. He walked methodically, straight and tall and he could sense the world around him exponentially better than the day before. He felt like… like a full youkai.

He could hear the mikos chattering, the sound of the bitch sorceress's heart beat. He could smell the village of humans below the ridge of the manor.

He could smell… flowers, adventure and a sour scent of the modern era.

Kagome.

The last twenty-four hours came back to him, bringing out such feelings of anger and hurt that his body actually stumbled from it. Samara turned and glared at him, studying him.

Kagome betrayed him. She was going to leave him to rot for that stupid, no good mangy wolf. That… fucking… bitch.

The youkai sorceress opened the bamboo screen and greeted the group on the front lawn. Inuyasha could smell them; Kagome, Koga, Shippou, Kohaku, Sango, Miroku… and he remembered.

“I plan on having you slay your precious Kagome and extracting the Shikon Notama for me. How excellent will that be, for her to be killed by the only man she has ever loved and trusted.”

No…

He was pissed off at her, but he would never hurt her. Kill her? No…

He fought against his body as he loped down the stairs, obeying the witch woman's orders to kill the miko, take the jewel. He heard his own voice repeat the command back to her.

No… NO. Stop it. Kagome… run!

 

 

 

A/N

Inuyasha and Co belong to Rumiko Takahashi. The script is mine.

Another chapter? Only because I want to procrastinate.