InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Tale of Sesshoumaru ❯ Help me ( Chapter 54 )

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She wondered where she was. It was warm but dark. She couldn't see. Her fingertips felt soil. There was a blanket over her chest. She ached all over. Kagura could hear nothing except small footsteps over the floor.

 

“You're awake. Good. Father wants to talk to you,” came her sister's bland voice.

 

Then the steps walked away and her heart was plunged into total despair. She tried to turn her head to the right or left, but it hurt to do so. She could do nothing but lay there at his mercy in the dark.

 

“My little Kagura,” came his voice from inside the blakc without warning. She had no idea if he had arrived or if he had always been there. She hated the dark. She hated it because of him. It was his favorite place to be. A place where his multiple limbs and disgusting deformed figure could really expand to it's full evil potential. When a hard, sharp sensation dragged over her face, she knew it was one of his spider legs caressing her. “You have done...so well.”

 

She said nothing. Did nothing. Prayers for death filled her head. Why wouldn't he just plunge that limb through her chest and end it?

 

Prayers never answered.

 

She felt his greasy cold touch down her neck, tracking the bruises over her mouth, little tentacles into her ears. It was always this way. Always the same. A worm went up her nose and inspected her sinus cavity. “Broken nose”, he said. “Bruised cheekbone. That little slayer certainly had her way with you.”

 

She tried to relax, but it was never easy. When the blanket was removed and her body covered in probing touches, her breath hitched. “Broken rib. Torn abdominals. Now for the fun part.”

 

Kagura screamed when she felt his tentacle shove up her rectum and he inspected her from the inside. “Perforated colon.....and....damage to the lower intestine.” She was relieved when he didn't just fuck her like he always did but withdrew. “You'll live,” he said, walking away from her, licking his finger tips with smacking sounds. He told the little white eyed girl a recipe of various medicinals and ordered her to force feed them to her. “Now darling,” he cooed. “Let's see about your most lovely attribute.”

 

She felt him inspect her most private region and a horrid thought came over her. Sesshoumaru had come inside her, and he would know. Naraku only giggled, sucking and probing and pushing deeper and further. “Oh Kagura, you dirty little thing,” he chimed as he filled her up. “You will do this with him over and over and over again until you make me a proud grandfather.”

 

“nnnnoooo.”

 

“If you don't bear him a child, then Kanna will.” Naraku laughed, taking what he had found there and dripping it over Kagura's face. “I can put it in her womb. I made her functional too.” He ate it like it was honey on his fingers.

 

“nnnnnooooo.”

 

“Well then Kagura. Pray you're pregnant. I want a taiyoukai to add to my collection. I will get one... one way or the other.”

 

Sesshoumaru's family. Now she knew why he had been so angry with her. He had a first wife...and maybe a child of his own besides the girl Rin. Oh God, she had distracted him so that Naraku could attack his children. Kagura started crying, tears running down her face onto the black dirt she was laid on. She had to heal herself to warn him...warn the only man who had ever loved her.

 

And now she was supposed to bear him a child as well, one that would get eaten and devoured, turned into more ghastly appendages on her master's sick body. If she didn't do it, Kanna would be forced, and knowing Naraku, he would breed one of his own deep within him with the seed he just ate, just for reassurances. She felt sick to her stomach and started to vomit, her role in this sick play disgusting her. Naraku pushed her head over and kept her from choking to death, then laughed maniacally. He oozed into the dark and disappeared.

 

“Kanna,” she whispered. “Kanna, help me.”

 

“I won't help you sister. I am his new favorite now.” The little girl forced the herbal liquid into her mouth and she tried to drink it. Kagura knew what being favorite meant. Kanna would have a modicum of peace. She could not expect or rely on any help from her ever again.

 

Maybe she could get help from the boy Kohaku. Maybe if she could some how free him...he could return to his sister and warn Sesshoumaru. If she could free him...then she could commit seppuku and her soul would be at peace. Kanna was a traitor and she would have to learn to fend for herself. She could think of her safety no longer.