InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Silver Souled One ❯ Higher Force ( Chapter 3 )

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Well, this is the third chapter, sorry for taking so long updating. Okay, enjoy the chapter!









Running, running.


Faster.


Heart pounding, blood racing. Trees loomed up in the darkness, branches attacking. Sounds in the
forest.


Footsteps.


Trills of terror creeping up my spine.


Footsteps getting nearer.


Run faster.


Breath coming in short gasps, desperate for more air, side cramped in pain and lack of oxygen.


Footsteps getting louder.


Fear growing.


So close to safety. Must get to Kagome. Safe, protected. She'll protect me.


Footsteps behind me.


No! So close to protection! Not fast enough. Can't run away, can't stay and fight. Only one thing
left to do.


Scream.


"MMMMOOOOOMMMMYYYY , HHHEEEELLLPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Too late.


Pain.


Darkness.



KAGOME'S P.O.V


Kagome woke up screaming.


The fear was still there. Her whole body felt like it was frozen inside out. Her blood was burning
inside her, racing so fast. Her brain wasn't working. Everything was so dull, so blindingly colorful.
The dark made her scream in fear, yet the light made her scream in pain. The quiet filled her whole
being with the feeling of despair, yet the thundering noise made her want to scream in frustration.
The softness of the bed made her scream as she sunk away from the room, though the bed was so
sharp and rough that she screamed as it pierced and grated her skin. Her body was so full of energy
that she screamed as it tore her apart, but her body was so tired that she screamed as the effort of
screaming was killing her so painfully.


She was so confused.


So she screamed louder.



MYSTERIOUS PERSON'S P.O.V

After I put Kagome in the bed, I went out of the room, and leaned on the edge of the shogi screen
door. I sighed, my mind wondering to the little miko currently sleeping peacefully in the room
behind me. Her heavenly scent drifted from the room, invading my senses. I stood there for a few
minutes, basking in the little miko's scent. I shook my head, snapping into focus.


I had more important matters that needed tending to, cleaning my weapons, checking over my
security guards, not to mention reporting to the Higher Force on how my mission went.


‘Their probably wondering what's taking so long for me to report back, seeing as all I had to do was
assassinate some minor lord for treachery. I swear, there's more and more traitors coming up every
where. It's highly unusual.'


I frowned, before shaking these matters from my head. ‘ I'll have more time to think on them later,
at the moment, I need to report back before the Higher Force send out a search team. Of course, they
could just post me as MIA, and that wouldn't do for my reputation now, would it?'


I smirked, before pushing off the light beige wall, and headed down the well lit hallway,
straightening my silver hakamas that was tight at my waist, but loose at the legs, and tying up my
silver tunic top that came down to mid-thigh. I checked the mirror, ruffling up my short, spiky hair.
It was silver as well, and came down to my neck. I grabbed the long silver head band that tied
across my forehead, knotting at the back at my neck. The ends of the ribbon trailed passed my back,
making soft swishing noises as it swayed against the back of my hakamas. I tied up my silver
combat boots, and checked to see if my silver arm wrappings were still in place. I looked back at he
mirror, checking myself over. Bright silver eyes peered through uneven, rough bangs. Six studs
adorned my left ear, two hoops on my left. I grabbed my silver double edged blade, that was as long
as my arm, and strapped them on my back. I slid on my silver wrist blades, and made sure that my
dagger was still inside my boots. It was silver, of course. What did you expect? I wasn't called the
Silver Assassin for nothing, you know. I smirked once more at my reflection, then left out the
nearest window. Never did like doors, to much effort, turning the knob, pushing it( or pulling), then
closing the door. Windows are much easier.


Fifteen minutes later I was outside the huge, black door that led into the Higher Force's council
room. Also known as the Torture Room. I grimaced. Not that I would ever admit it to anyone, but
the HF( Higher Force) actually scared me a bit. Only a bit, though. I took a deep breath, smoothed
out my clothes, and entered the room.






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