InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Journey of the Half-Immortal ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

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By: codelyokolayouts
What happened in the cave? Aniu doesn't understand but then someone is calling her. Who could it be? Who could penatrate a half-immortals mind and compell her to kill Sesshoumaru?

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 08.16.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 293 | Status: Work In Progress

Chapter Six
 
Riding on the back of Au-un, Aniu could see Sesshoumaru's face evenly in the light of sunset. It was as expressionless as ever and it was grating on Aniu's nerves. He seemed to not even care about what happened in the cave. As soon as he said he was sorry he practically pushed her out of his arms and strode out of the cave without another glance. Since then he hadn't said a word to her. She seethed with anger and betrayal. How could he do such a thing? Was he playing with her? Was she just going to be like his youkai whore? An ache grew inside her head from clenching her jaw so tightly. She relaxed and looked away from Sesshoumaru to the ground. Sesshoumaru felt her hot gaze drop but didn't look back, he couldn't.
“Aniu.”
A quiet voice, echoed through Aniu's head. She looked up thinking it might be Sesshoumaru.
“Aniu.”
It wasn't Sesshoumaru's voice but familiar all the same. She couldn't place it though. She looked around to see if the owner of the voice was nearby. She sensed nothing, heard nothing, and smelled nothing. Okay this was a little strange.
“Aniu, come.”
Who are you?
“Aniu, come to me.”
The voice was quiet and careful, as if it talked loud enough it would be heard by other people and not just her. But the voice was in her head and not spoken from anything around her. Aniu looked at Rin, who was walking close to Au-un. It couldn't have been her. No the voice she was hearing was male. She glanced at Jaken. Nope. She looked at Sesshoumaru and shook her head.
“Aniu, stop resisting and come. Come to me.”
Aniu felt a tug on her mind, like a compulsion to go to the voice. She slid out of Au-un's saddle. As soon as her feet hit the ground she took off at a blinding pace. She wasn't even sure why she was running. It was just a need to get to the voice quickly. Aniu was at least fifty feet from where she slid off of Au-un, when she felt a strong grip on her arm.
“Aniu. Stop. What's going on?”
It was Sesshoumaru. She quit running and turned around. He was her master now and she had to obey, but the compulsion didn't stop pounding through her head.
“I must go to him.”
“To who?”
“I don't know. But I must go to him.”
“Why?”
“He's calling to me. Please let me go.” Her voice held desperation. She wanted to struggle out of his grip but she couldn't. He was her master and she shouldn't-couldn't-fight him. His grip tightened on her arm bringing as gasp from her throat when the sharp claws almost pierced her skin. Almost.
He nodded. “I'll follow you.”
His grip didn't loosen. He turned his head and looked at Jaken and Rin. “Jaken watch over Rin.” With that he let go of Aniu. It was so abrupt that she stumbled but kept her ground and started running with that blinding speed as before. He followed close behind so he wouldn't lose her.
“Aniu, lose him.”
What?
“Aniu, lose Sesshoumaru.”
No, I can't. He's my master. I can't.
Aniu looked back to Sesshoumaru. The voice didn't want followers but she wouldn't go without someone behind her and she sure as hell wouldn't try to ditch Sesshoumaru. She turned back and just kept going to the voice.
After about fifteen minutes of blind running, the sun had set as they came to a clearing with a small hill in the middle. On top of that hill stood a figure that resembled a man.
“Naraku,” both Aniu and Sesshoumaru said together. Aniu's eyes widened as the hanyou turned to them. All of a sudden Aniu's pulse was in her throat, choking her with her own fear.
“Aniu, come to me.”
“It was you! You bastard! You were call -“
“Aniu, come.” His voice was thick with amusement and a thin line of anger.
Aniu's feet moved forward but she was fighting with all she had. That bastard!
Sesshoumaru grabbed her arm again and tried to hold her where she was. It was a struggle seeing as she had inhuman strength. She was literally dragging him and she couldn't stop. No matter what he did, the impulse was too strong and she had to obey.
Tears were streaming down her face with the effort to fight and for betraying Sesshoumaru. How could he control her? How was this possible? He shouldn't have any power over her. But here they were with him ordering her to him.
She was at the top of the hill, standing only a few feet away from the evil bastard. She had the urge to close that distance but Sesshoumaru was holding her so tightly she couldn't. It was tearing her apart. Her soul and mind were all for getting away from Naraku and jumping into Sesshoumaru's arms, but her body was pulling her toward the asshole.
“Kohaku,” Naraku called.
Kohaku appeared from the other side of the hill. He was dressed in his youkai slayer's outfit. It was just like Sango's except it was turquoise and black instead of red and black. He was Sango's kind, younger brother but thanks to the jewel shard embedded into his back he was Naraku's slave. Naraku had implanted it when Kohaku was dying and it kept him alive. Naraku had wiped Kohaku's mind of all the bad memories of his past, of him killing his father and rest of the youkai slayers because of a youkai controlling him. Of his sister and his family and all the good times they had. All he knew now was Naraku's voice.
“Kill Sesshoumaru.” The order was smooth and held that hint of amusement. If Kohaku went up against Sesshoumaru he would die. Sesshoumaru wouldn't hesitate to kill him, he didn't give a damn that Kohaku was Sango's only family left.
Kohaku pulled out his Kusarigami and leapt toward Sesshoumaru. He let go of Aniu and pulled out Tokijin and blocked the Kusarigami. Kohaku drove forward, backing Sesshoumaru down the hill.
“No Kohaku. Sesshoumaru please don't kill him.” Aniu was worried now. She couldn't let this happen; Kohaku couldn't die, not yet. She started down the hill, slower than when she came up.
“Aniu stop.”
She stopped but fought against the hold on her. Her whole body vibrated with the tension of trying to get away.
“Come to me, Aniu.”
She turned slowly and walked up the hill. Every step was an effort as she tried to fight back. Once on top of the hill she stopped but was pulled toward him. Against her will she walked toward him until she was standing a hairs-breath away.
 
Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile….
 
Naraku reached a hand up to her face, his fingers leaving a trail of heat down her cheek. She felt something dark and quiet, consume her. It was the place where her mind went when she killed, when she didn't want to feel anything. Where it was dark, quiet, completely empty and lonely. Her eyes widened as she understood that Naraku was overtaking her mind and shoving her into that dark place where she feels nothing. She tried to fight but couldn't break free. She was alone and helpless in her darkness.
 
You've built a love but that love falls apart. Your little piece of heaven turns to dark…
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