InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Darkness Within ❯ Into the Mist ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Fenikkusu 
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.28.2005 | Updated On: 08.30.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 295 | Status: Work In Progress
I Own Nothing...
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(edited)
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.28.2005 | Updated On: 08.30.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 295 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 2
Slivers of dawn's light fell through the trees, and onto Sango's face as she slept. Kagome awoke first, blinking through hazy eyes, she noticed the monk sitting against a tree trunk only feet away from Sango, a sweet smile across his face, and his hands twitching. "Even when he sleeps, he's still a pervert."
Sitting up lazily, Kagome glanced around their campsite, and the surrounding trees. No InuYasha. Shippo awoke to her movement, and the yawn that followed woke everyone else up. He just smiled at everyone, who glared back, except Kagome, who giggled.
"Miroku, where's InuYasha?" Kagome asked as the monk stood to stretch.
"I followed him last night, trying to calm him down. He was not happy you made him sit so many times. He eventually started running, and I lost him."
"I expect he will pout for a while, but he can't be too far. I'd give him half the day before he comes back, acting like nothing happened," Sango added.
"I guess your right. We should head out, we still have about a day's walk untill the next village, according to the lord of the last one," Kagome said. With that, they gathered their things, and headed into the forest. Passing the hot spring, and the hole, Kagome saw Sango glance at Miroku and blush. Miroku was rubbing his cheek, smiling. "Hmph...he never stops." When Miroku rubbed the other cheek, Kagome felt the warmth creeping into her cheeks as well.
They spent most of the day walking leisurely through the forest, stopping every once and a while to rest. Without InuYasha constantly pushing them, Kagome was actually enjoying the pace. Stepping out of the forest, everyone shielded their eyes from the brightness of the late afternoon sun, and stopped. Not far from them, the ground dropped away, revealing a rather large valley, and the outline of the farming village within it. The village was surrounded on all sides by the treacherous cliffs of the valley walls. There was no visible way down. The sound of a low rumbling told them that a waterfall was not too far away.
Scanning the cliffs for the water, Sango asked, "the lord told us the village with the demon problem was in a valley, and the easiest way down was a waterfall. I really don't think 'easiest' was the term he should have used...Well, we can try. Can you see the waterfall?"
"I can hear it...Hey look!" Shippo exclaimed as he pointed to a misted area to the east.
"Did that lord ever say just how big the waterfall was?" Miroku asked, looking in the direction of the mist. Though the rumble was not exactly loud, it was strong enough to lead anyone to guess a large waterfall was nearby, and the mist was nowhere near them.
"No...But why is the mist at the top of the waterfall? Oh well. If the only way down is over there, I suggest we start walking," Kagome said, giving one more glance into the valley before turning her attention to the new obstacle.
The sun cast an eerie orange glow onto the valley floor as the group approached the top of the waterfall. Though they could see the water through the mist, the sound had not escalated.
"This waterfall gives me the creeps," said Shippo, clinging to Kagome's shoulder.
"What worries me more is that InuYasha hasn't come back yet," Kagome replied, more to herself than anyone.
"So, how do we get down?" Asked Miroku, sounding a little puzzled.
Without words, everyone spread out, searching for the path down in to the valley, except Shippo, whom was still hanging onto Kagome.
Kirara, transformed to her larger self, growled softly, staring at a large stone. Sango was the first to walk over to her. "Odd. This rock seems normal, but I get a weird feeling about it."
Miroku and Kagome joined Sango to examine the stone. "There's some sort of writing on here. It's very old, but I think I can read it," said Miroku, brushing off moss, and leaning in closer to make out the details.
"Travelers and demons be warned,
Ye shall not enter into this valley,
The sacred myst protects us,
No one shall enter unharmed.
Only when a miko and youkai willingly let their blood flow together,
By demon fangs and sacred arrow,
Shall the mysts part, and allow entrance," Miroku ended, glancing to the top of the stone. Clearing off more moss, including a few insects, he revealed a shallow indent, and saw the slightest trace of a crusted rusty substance around the bottom. He looked up at Kagome.
Kagome understood. Kneeling down, she placed Shippo on the ground, and pulled out an arrow. Shippo's nerves were too much for him to contain, and the look he gave Kagome was filled with fear. She knew he understood what she needed to do to him, but did not expect what he would have to do to his Kagome.
"Shippo, give me your hand," Kagome said, trying to smile at him, to reassure him that it would be okay. He would do anything for her, and slowly reached out his shaking hand. In the sweetest voice she could find, Kagome said, "It will only hurt for a second, I want you to look away from me."
Miroku, Sango, and Kirara watched in silence as Kagome cut the kitsune child's hand with the tip of her glowing arrow, and placed his hand over the indent. A shallow pool of crimson liquid dripped onto the rock, which faintly started to glow blue.
"Shippo, I need you to bite my hand," Kagome said, and Shippo's glare turned to sheer terror, and she could see the shimmer of tears streaming his face. It was probably all he could do to keep himself from making noise, he wanted to be brave. "Don't worry, it won't hurt me."
"But...InuYasha will kill me if I hurt you!" Shippo's shaky voice was almost squeaking.
"InuYasha isn't here, and we just won't tell him," Kagome smiled, and tried to suppress a giggle as she raised her wrist to Shippo's face. His tears only increased when he tasted her warm blood flowing into his mouth. Wincing, Kagome lifted her bleeding arm over the other drying blood. With each drop that fell, the stone glowed brighter. Ignoring the glowing stone, awestruck friends, and parting mists, Kagome dug through her bag until she found her first aid kit. Wrapping her wrist in some cloth, and putting a small band-aid on Shippo, she stood to join Miroku and Sango, and mirrored their awe-inspired faces.
The mists had barely parted, but now there was a defined staircase made of mist. The brightness of the stone lit the way. It was impossible to tell now if the sin even existed. Everything was pale blue.
"We better hurry, who knows how long this thing will hold," Kagome said, breaking the silence. Realizing it would be a tight fit for the huge demon cat, Kirara transformed, and mewed as she jumped onto Sango's shoulder, which was shortly followed by Shippo jumping onto Kagome's shoulder.
With a sense of urgency, the group descended the mist staircase, not knowing what to expect when they reached the bottom.
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Sesshoumaru watched from a distance as his young charge splashed in the river, grinning every time the water hit Jaken, who would grumble, and try to move farther away, though to no avail. An&Un laid in the grass next to the river's edge, dipping their noses in and splashing back at Rin. One human child, three youkai, and the kid could not be happier.
"Rin, lets go," Sesshoumaru said as he appeared out of the forest. Rolling her eyes, she grudgingly cooperated, shaking her hair next to Jaken, laughing when he glared at her. Sesshoumaru, however, was not happy anymore. He smelled blood. Fresh, human blood. What snared his attention was not just the human blood, but the lack of any demon scent. In these days, the humans usually banded together, lower demon attacks were becoming more and more frequent since Naraku's death. The demons were only something for Sesshoumaru to do to pass the time, and Rin always seemed to enjoy watching her 'hero'. He could never truly understand how she never feared him, like almost every other human did. Instead she always smiled. He had become attached to her, almost loved her, but he would never admit it. He was too proud...and stubborn.
Climbing aboard An&Un, Rin tried to start a conversation with Jaken, though he was still pouting about the water. Eventually, he broke down and started talking. Sesshoumaru darted ahead, wanting to see just what was making the humans bleed. When he was nearly out of sight, he glanced back, and saw Rin sneak him a smile before returning to Jaken, who was in better spirits.
Blood. Bodies. Something disturbed Sesshoumaru about this place. He was used to seeing death and destruction, but usually there were survivors. Nothing moved, not even the wind. Nearing the center of the village, he saw scorch marks in a circular pattern, but not very wide. There was no fire, and none of the bodies were burned. Strange. Off to the side, a funeral pyre stood ready, and a female body, draped in silky robes, probably royalty by the extravagance, lay atop a marble altar. By the base on the ground lay a monk, holding a scroll. The monk's throat had been torn out, and the scroll was burned beyond recognition. Something had gone terribly wrong here, and there was no one around to answer for it. Looking around, he saw another body, barely moving. Could someone have survived?
Walking over to the man, Sesshoumaru coldly stared down, but leaned in closer when he heard the man try to speak.
"We tried...to...bring her...back..." The man's head flicked in the direction of the altar. Turing his head to face the scorch marks, a look of terror creeping into his glazed eyes, he tried to continue, "The su...summoning...went wr...ong...she......she........killed................every.........." Before the man could finish, Sesshoumaru heard him exhale one last time, and no more words came from the man.
Standing back up, Sesshoumaru gazed around one last time before sprinting back to where Rin would be coming from. "She has seen enough death in her life, including her own, but this is something I do not want her to see. This bothers me. Who was that man talking about? The humans should not have tried to raise the dead."
Slivers of dawn's light fell through the trees, and onto Sango's face as she slept. Kagome awoke first, blinking through hazy eyes, she noticed the monk sitting against a tree trunk only feet away from Sango, a sweet smile across his face, and his hands twitching. "Even when he sleeps, he's still a pervert."
Sitting up lazily, Kagome glanced around their campsite, and the surrounding trees. No InuYasha. Shippo awoke to her movement, and the yawn that followed woke everyone else up. He just smiled at everyone, who glared back, except Kagome, who giggled.
"Miroku, where's InuYasha?" Kagome asked as the monk stood to stretch.
"I followed him last night, trying to calm him down. He was not happy you made him sit so many times. He eventually started running, and I lost him."
"I expect he will pout for a while, but he can't be too far. I'd give him half the day before he comes back, acting like nothing happened," Sango added.
"I guess your right. We should head out, we still have about a day's walk untill the next village, according to the lord of the last one," Kagome said. With that, they gathered their things, and headed into the forest. Passing the hot spring, and the hole, Kagome saw Sango glance at Miroku and blush. Miroku was rubbing his cheek, smiling. "Hmph...he never stops." When Miroku rubbed the other cheek, Kagome felt the warmth creeping into her cheeks as well.
They spent most of the day walking leisurely through the forest, stopping every once and a while to rest. Without InuYasha constantly pushing them, Kagome was actually enjoying the pace. Stepping out of the forest, everyone shielded their eyes from the brightness of the late afternoon sun, and stopped. Not far from them, the ground dropped away, revealing a rather large valley, and the outline of the farming village within it. The village was surrounded on all sides by the treacherous cliffs of the valley walls. There was no visible way down. The sound of a low rumbling told them that a waterfall was not too far away.
Scanning the cliffs for the water, Sango asked, "the lord told us the village with the demon problem was in a valley, and the easiest way down was a waterfall. I really don't think 'easiest' was the term he should have used...Well, we can try. Can you see the waterfall?"
"I can hear it...Hey look!" Shippo exclaimed as he pointed to a misted area to the east.
"Did that lord ever say just how big the waterfall was?" Miroku asked, looking in the direction of the mist. Though the rumble was not exactly loud, it was strong enough to lead anyone to guess a large waterfall was nearby, and the mist was nowhere near them.
"No...But why is the mist at the top of the waterfall? Oh well. If the only way down is over there, I suggest we start walking," Kagome said, giving one more glance into the valley before turning her attention to the new obstacle.
The sun cast an eerie orange glow onto the valley floor as the group approached the top of the waterfall. Though they could see the water through the mist, the sound had not escalated.
"This waterfall gives me the creeps," said Shippo, clinging to Kagome's shoulder.
"What worries me more is that InuYasha hasn't come back yet," Kagome replied, more to herself than anyone.
"So, how do we get down?" Asked Miroku, sounding a little puzzled.
Without words, everyone spread out, searching for the path down in to the valley, except Shippo, whom was still hanging onto Kagome.
Kirara, transformed to her larger self, growled softly, staring at a large stone. Sango was the first to walk over to her. "Odd. This rock seems normal, but I get a weird feeling about it."
Miroku and Kagome joined Sango to examine the stone. "There's some sort of writing on here. It's very old, but I think I can read it," said Miroku, brushing off moss, and leaning in closer to make out the details.
"Travelers and demons be warned,
Ye shall not enter into this valley,
The sacred myst protects us,
No one shall enter unharmed.
Only when a miko and youkai willingly let their blood flow together,
By demon fangs and sacred arrow,
Shall the mysts part, and allow entrance," Miroku ended, glancing to the top of the stone. Clearing off more moss, including a few insects, he revealed a shallow indent, and saw the slightest trace of a crusted rusty substance around the bottom. He looked up at Kagome.
Kagome understood. Kneeling down, she placed Shippo on the ground, and pulled out an arrow. Shippo's nerves were too much for him to contain, and the look he gave Kagome was filled with fear. She knew he understood what she needed to do to him, but did not expect what he would have to do to his Kagome.
"Shippo, give me your hand," Kagome said, trying to smile at him, to reassure him that it would be okay. He would do anything for her, and slowly reached out his shaking hand. In the sweetest voice she could find, Kagome said, "It will only hurt for a second, I want you to look away from me."
Miroku, Sango, and Kirara watched in silence as Kagome cut the kitsune child's hand with the tip of her glowing arrow, and placed his hand over the indent. A shallow pool of crimson liquid dripped onto the rock, which faintly started to glow blue.
"Shippo, I need you to bite my hand," Kagome said, and Shippo's glare turned to sheer terror, and she could see the shimmer of tears streaming his face. It was probably all he could do to keep himself from making noise, he wanted to be brave. "Don't worry, it won't hurt me."
"But...InuYasha will kill me if I hurt you!" Shippo's shaky voice was almost squeaking.
"InuYasha isn't here, and we just won't tell him," Kagome smiled, and tried to suppress a giggle as she raised her wrist to Shippo's face. His tears only increased when he tasted her warm blood flowing into his mouth. Wincing, Kagome lifted her bleeding arm over the other drying blood. With each drop that fell, the stone glowed brighter. Ignoring the glowing stone, awestruck friends, and parting mists, Kagome dug through her bag until she found her first aid kit. Wrapping her wrist in some cloth, and putting a small band-aid on Shippo, she stood to join Miroku and Sango, and mirrored their awe-inspired faces.
The mists had barely parted, but now there was a defined staircase made of mist. The brightness of the stone lit the way. It was impossible to tell now if the sin even existed. Everything was pale blue.
"We better hurry, who knows how long this thing will hold," Kagome said, breaking the silence. Realizing it would be a tight fit for the huge demon cat, Kirara transformed, and mewed as she jumped onto Sango's shoulder, which was shortly followed by Shippo jumping onto Kagome's shoulder.
With a sense of urgency, the group descended the mist staircase, not knowing what to expect when they reached the bottom.
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Sesshoumaru watched from a distance as his young charge splashed in the river, grinning every time the water hit Jaken, who would grumble, and try to move farther away, though to no avail. An&Un laid in the grass next to the river's edge, dipping their noses in and splashing back at Rin. One human child, three youkai, and the kid could not be happier.
"Rin, lets go," Sesshoumaru said as he appeared out of the forest. Rolling her eyes, she grudgingly cooperated, shaking her hair next to Jaken, laughing when he glared at her. Sesshoumaru, however, was not happy anymore. He smelled blood. Fresh, human blood. What snared his attention was not just the human blood, but the lack of any demon scent. In these days, the humans usually banded together, lower demon attacks were becoming more and more frequent since Naraku's death. The demons were only something for Sesshoumaru to do to pass the time, and Rin always seemed to enjoy watching her 'hero'. He could never truly understand how she never feared him, like almost every other human did. Instead she always smiled. He had become attached to her, almost loved her, but he would never admit it. He was too proud...and stubborn.
Climbing aboard An&Un, Rin tried to start a conversation with Jaken, though he was still pouting about the water. Eventually, he broke down and started talking. Sesshoumaru darted ahead, wanting to see just what was making the humans bleed. When he was nearly out of sight, he glanced back, and saw Rin sneak him a smile before returning to Jaken, who was in better spirits.
Blood. Bodies. Something disturbed Sesshoumaru about this place. He was used to seeing death and destruction, but usually there were survivors. Nothing moved, not even the wind. Nearing the center of the village, he saw scorch marks in a circular pattern, but not very wide. There was no fire, and none of the bodies were burned. Strange. Off to the side, a funeral pyre stood ready, and a female body, draped in silky robes, probably royalty by the extravagance, lay atop a marble altar. By the base on the ground lay a monk, holding a scroll. The monk's throat had been torn out, and the scroll was burned beyond recognition. Something had gone terribly wrong here, and there was no one around to answer for it. Looking around, he saw another body, barely moving. Could someone have survived?
Walking over to the man, Sesshoumaru coldly stared down, but leaned in closer when he heard the man try to speak.
"We tried...to...bring her...back..." The man's head flicked in the direction of the altar. Turing his head to face the scorch marks, a look of terror creeping into his glazed eyes, he tried to continue, "The su...summoning...went wr...ong...she......she........killed................every.........." Before the man could finish, Sesshoumaru heard him exhale one last time, and no more words came from the man.
Standing back up, Sesshoumaru gazed around one last time before sprinting back to where Rin would be coming from. "She has seen enough death in her life, including her own, but this is something I do not want her to see. This bothers me. Who was that man talking about? The humans should not have tried to raise the dead."