InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ To Change Time ❯ Fall of Inuyasha ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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Chapter 1

The Fall of Inuyasha

”Kagome,” Inuyasha whispered sweetly into the curved ear of the sleeping girl.

He could hear her heartbeat perk a bit as sleep began to release its grasp. Her tempting scent filled the air, tickling his nose as she stirred in the confines of her sleeping bag. Inhaling deeply, he allowed his body to bathe in her calming fragrance. A mixture of water lilies and roses kissed by fresh rain arose from her supple skin. He only needed to reach and she would be in his arms. The simple pleasure of being close to her was all his body would allow and there was nowhere else in the world he would rather be.

`Why can't I just tell her how much she truly means to me?' Inuyasha thought to himself.

He once again found himself gazing at her sleeping form. He longed to touch her, to taste her, to finally attain the prize that he so gravely desired. Kagome was nearly a woman and the changes in her scent and appearance toyed with his emotions. He could barely contain the desire to grab hold of her and not let go. The cold dunks in the stream, which were meant to keep the inner-beast subdued did not quench the thirst. He was bound by honor and a promise he made in the past. No matter how hard it was, he would keep that promise.

“Inuyasha . . . just five more minutes . . . please.” Kagome pleaded in a dreamy voice.

She yawned and turned her back to him, settling into the tranquil warmth of her sleeping bag. The movement stirred the young fox demon that had taken occupancy in the bag as well. This too annoyed Inuyasha. As long as Shippo was around, there would be no nights with Kagome.

“Huh, Inuyasha?” Shippo rubbed his tiny hands against his tired eyes.

“Get up you runt. It's time to get going.” Inuyasha bellowed.

He didn't mean to sound so harsh but his emotions were reeling. He sprang onto a low branch of a nearby tree allowing the rush of cool morning air to clear his thoughts. He would allow her a few more moments as he began to soothe the painful ache that had grown below.

“After some time, he leapt from his perch in the tree to poker her again in the back with a clawed finger. “Come on, Kagome, get up!”

“We are almost to Keade's village. You need to get back for one of those big exams as you call them.” He poked her again.

“Stop it.” She muttered swatting the offending digit.

“Didn't I warn you that I am not a morning person?” She spoke as her long arms stretched into the chill of the morning air.

“Almost every night we've spent together.” He couldn't discern if the blush that graced his face was due to his indecent thoughts or the desire that burned inside. He was relieved that she had once again buried her head in the pillow.

“Oh just get up! Come on!” He shouted.

Kagome cracked an eye to look down at Shippo, “What's his problem?”

Shippo shrugged it off and snuggled closer to her warmth. “It's just Inuyasha.” He replied

“If I didn't know better, I would say he wasn't a morning person either.” Kagome gave Shippo a little squeeze and slid out of her bag to get ready. Shippo sighed and burrowed further into the sleeping bag for just a few more moments of peace.

This morning was not unlike any other. The occasional crack was heard from the contact of Sango's powerful backhand to Miroku's already bruised cheek. Inuyasha punished again by Kagome due to his unruly temper toward the playful Shippo. They once again set out for Keade's village with high spirits. They did not find any jewel shards this trip although they had received a few leads on the whereabouts of Naraku's castle. As they traveled, the small group planned to head East after Kagome's return. Most importantly, Kagome felt good about her upcoming test. She had been able to borrow Eri's notes and felt confident in her knowledge.

By mid-afternoon the group came within a mile of the village. Even from that distance they could tell something was terribly wrong. The forest seemed restless, signaling trouble ahead. Inuyasha halted in his tracks, sniffing the air for hints of foul play. A look of surprise suddenly washed over his face.

“Do you smell that, Inuyasha?” Shippo asked, hopping onto his shoulder.

He too had picked up on the familiar scent.

“Smell what?” Kagome sniffed the air unconsciously trying to ascertain what was afoot. Although she could not catch the scent, her energy began to swell.

“IT'S BLOOD, human blood and lots of it.” Inuyasha kept his nose to the wind. “Demons.”

“Inuyasha . . . Keade.” Kagome could feel the lump rise in her throat as the thought of their friend's welfare plagued her. She tried to swallow.

Not knowing what lay ahead, Inuyasha's first thought was of Kagome's safety. Smoke began to mix with the blood, prompting him to cover her with his Robe of the Fire Rat. Inuyasha took her hand and gently pulled her forward. Kagome blushed at the gesture as she climbed up onto his back. He cupped the fullness of her thighs that wrapped his torso tightly and sped forward.

Shippo, Sango and Miroku took to the skies on a transformed Kirara. From the height above the trees, they could see enormous clouds of gray smoke rising from the direction of the village.

“Miroku, do you see that? The entire village must be on fire!” said Sango.

“Let us pray, my dear Sango,that we reach our friend in time,” replied Miroku.

Shippo shivered at the thought of what could possibly be happening and closed his eyes to give a silent prayer.

The village was completely engulfed in flames. Inuyasha paused just before entering, fearing what he was about to witness. Keade's home was visible from where they stood. It had become a blazing bonfire of bamboo and splintered wood. No home had been left untouched by the destruction. The villagers that survived the demons' wrath had given up trying to put out the fires and began to flee to safety.

Inuyasha dashed into the village in his search for their friend. Kagome clenched her thighs tighter in attempts to hold on at such a painstaking pace.

`Please, oh gods please . . . Keade.' Kagome's tears slid silently down her cheeks. The taste of salt touched Inuyasha, giving him even more momentum to find their friend

They reached the burning hut in little more than a second. Kagome slid from Inuyasha's back and frantically called to Keade. She was overcome with smoke the moment she took her first breath. Inuyasha tore through the larger planks, tossing them in all directions. Flaming embers danced from the boards as he threw them. The thick smoke was suffocating as Kagome fought to find her breath. She began to choke uncontrollably but would not give up. Inuyasha intensified his search as well, fearing now for both friends.

“She's not here.” Inuyasha called over the roar of flames.

A loud cracking sound from behind turned his attention toward Kagome. A look of dread flashed in his eyes as a flaming elm behind her began to fall. Kagome turned to see the tree sway and break at the base of its trunk. Instinctively her arms rose to cover her body from the falling limbs. Inuyasha lunged forward, knocking her to the ground. The snarled branches caught her leg, breaking the tender flesh as it fell.

“Are you okay?” Inuyasha asked.

`He scanned her body for other signs of trauma before ripping the sleeve of his haori, and tying it around her leg. The flesh around the wound was torn and oozed with blood. Kagome did not answer him. He looked into her eyes, burned from the soot and debris floating in the air. Her body rocked violently from fits of coughing, and Kagome stared back at him with a far away look, as if lost in a nightmare. Inuyasha knew shock was starting to set in.

“I have to get her out of here,” thought Inuyasha.

The view before them was surreal. How could the village which brought beauty to the lands be gone? The destruction was incomprehensible. Inuyasha went to help one of the fleeing villagers who almost stumbled into the smoldering tree limb. When he tried to grab the gentleman's arm for stability, he realized all he held was a blood-soaked sleeve. The man's arm had been completely torn off.

“What the hell is going on?” screamed Inuyasha.

A woman carrying a small screaming child ran past him.

“Keade? Have you seen Keade?” He called to her, panicked.

She ignored him and kept running

“Inuyasha,” Kagome pleaded.

Inuyasha knelt down to her. Her skin had become a clammy gray, and her face and clothing were covered in carbon black ash.

“Hang on, Kagome.” He spoke as he lifted her into his arms and sprinted toward the forest.

Sango, Shippo, and Miroku continued to help the wounded out of the village. They had placed the ones unable to walk onto Kirara's back as a mode of emergency transport. As Sango peered into the forest, she noticed the familiar form of Inuyasha holding Kagome's limp body in his arms.

“Miroku, look.” Sango pointed in the direction of their friends who traveled further into the forest.

Miroku looked at the carnage before them. Bodies of men, women and children were sprawled out on the ground below, afflicted by all forms of mutilation. The injuries ranged from tearing bite wounds and burns to missing limbs. Wails of agony were coming from all directions. Panic-stricken mothers searched frantically, calling for their missing children. Bodies of those who had perished were strewn all around. The nauseating stench of burning flesh filled the air around them. He was overwhelmed by the grotesque scene and unsure as what to do. His gaze returned to the hills, where his friends had entered the forest. Nothing followed their current path. “Should we follow them?” Sango broke the silence.

“Inuyasha must be taking Kagome to safety.” Miroku replied. “He neglects the fact that we are only human. We shall join them as soon as the rest of the villagers are safe.”

Miroku placed a calming hand on Sango's shoulder and she nodded. She knew Inuyasha harbored deep feelings for her friend and he would not allow harm to come to her. The scene around them called for their immediate attention.

Turning to Shippo and Kirara, she called out, “Miroku and I will finish getting the villagers to safety. I want you to go and check on Kagome.”

Shippo didn't need to be told twice. He quickly helped Sango move the injured from Kirara's back. He then leapt onto Kirara and they were airborne and sped toward the forest. He looked down to the charred remains of the village they all cherished. Silent tears fell on furry cheeks.

Inuyasha made it to the clearing of the Bone Eaters Well within seconds. The forest remained free from fire but the acrid smell of smoke was still thick. He rested Kagome against the soft, aged wood of the old well. She once again began to cough violently trying to expel the soot she had inhaled. Inuyasha looked her over again more closely. He removed his torn sleeve from her leg. The wound was not fatal but deep and blistered. His body flooded with concern for his beloved.

“Inuyasha.” Kagome's voice cracked from the strain of use. “Water, please.”

Inuyasha looked around frantically.

`Damn! We left her bag at the entrance to the village.' He thought to himself.

“Inuyasha.” a familiar voice called down to him.

`Oh thank the heavens,' He thought.

Relief washed over him at the sight of Shippo and Kirara as they landed. Shippo bounded off Kirara's back, landing inches from Kagome.

“Inuyasha, what happened?” Shippo asked.

Inuyasha ignored the question. It was not the time for explanations.

“Shippo, I need you to go find Kagome's bag.” Inuyasha barked.

“Here.” Shippo replied reaching into the sleeve of his jacket.

Removing the water bottle he had been using to aid the injured children he handed it to Inuyasha. It was still half full of cool water. Inuyasha snatched the bottle and removed the lid. He knelt down to Kagome and gently lifted her chin with his clawed hand. Kagome parted her lips instinctively as the liquid was offered. She choked at first as the fluid was poured, and Inuyasha removed the bottle and used the remaining sleeve to gently wipe away the drops that escaped.

`Why did I bring her into that inferno?' He tried to hide the shame he felt as he looked to the ground.

The feather light touch of a hand to his cheek raised his head. Kagome smiled at him and nodded to let him know she was going to be fine. He regained his composure and turned to Shippo.

“Hurry, go get Kagome's bag,” he ordered.

Shippo leaned forward and placed a small kiss on Kagome's hand. He looked into her half-opened eyes and smiled.

“Don't worry, Kagome, I'll be right back.” He leapt onto Kirara and once again they took to the skies.

Inuyasha followed their flight until they were out of view. He returned to care for his love, Kagome.

“Inuyasha, we need to find Keade.” She managed to say.

“I have seen the priestess,” said a voice from behind.

Inuyasha spun around quickly. His hand gripped Hilt of Tetsusaiga tightly. The young man stumbled toward them. His clothing was tattered and his face covered in ash. He appeared to be one of the villagers.

“You have?” Inuyasha said demandingly “Where?”

“When I had last seen her, she was tending to her herb garden.” The stranger replied.

The man began coughing so violently it caused him to double over. He fell hard to the ground and Kagome let out a small gasp.

“Inuyasha,” her voice was still weak. “Help him.”

Inuyasha did not want to leave her side but abided her wishes.. He walked over with a grunt and helped the man up, not noticeing the sly smirk of victory that graced the stranger's face.

“Thank you.” He coughed once more as Inuyasha helped him to sit at the well opposite Kagome.

“Here,” Kagome handed the villager the bottled water.

Inuyasha was reluctant to offer him anything, especially the last of Kagome's water, and he could not suppress the low growl that vibrated from his chest. The stranger stared at him with a half smile. He lifted the bottle to his lips, not taking his eyes off Inuyasha. He finished the contents, letting out a satisfied sigh. Inuyasha's ears twitched as his body temperature rose with rage.

“What the hell happened to the village?” Inuyasha half growled, half barked out.

“I had been speaking with lady Keade when demons flooded the entire area. It was a magnificent sight.” The man seemed to laugh.

Kagome turned to the man with a puzzled look at hearing the odd choice of words. She felt a strange burning sensation growing in the pit of her stomach.

“Magnificent?” she croaked.

Inuyasha removed Tetsusaiga from its sheath. It hissed, streaming forth a brilliant glow of intense power. This transformation meant only one thing. The being that stood before him was no man.

“Kagome! Move, get away from him!” Inuyasha yelled.

Kagome flinched from the urgency in Inuyasha's voice. She tried to move but was stopped as the man reached around the corner of the well and grasped her wrist. With little effort he had her in his arms pinning her between his legs. The stranger chuckled to himself behind his thick lashes. It's vibration against her back was eerily familiar. She recognized the laugh immediately and the realization paralyzed her with terrorizing fear. Her reaction caused greater amusement for her captor. His smile became more arrogant.

“Inuyasha. You truly are a fool,” the man hissed.

The stranger rose with Kagome pinned by the firm grip of his left arm. He outstretched his right hand. It was then that Kagome noticed the glimmer of a golden ring. The moment he touched the band, her body began to writhe from the inside. Whomever or whatever this man was stirred something deep within her. She felt the urgent need to purify him. He seemed to be able to read her thoughts.

“You are no match for me little girl.” His hot breath spoke softly into her ear. “When I am done with your half-breed, you will beg for my mercy.”

He swiftly removed the ring from his right hand. The illuminating release of power sent Kagome's world spinning uncontrollably as his demonic aura swept over, leaving her blind.

“Naraku! KAGOME!” She could hear Inuyasha's cries of torment.

Searing pain overtook her as greased tentacles fastened tightly around her wrists and ankles cutting off her blood flow. Her already wounded thigh pulsated from the pressure of the living tourniquet. Fresh blood began to spill once again. She unconsciously screamed out in excruciating anguish. The outcry echoed through the clearing as Naraku lifted her into the air. Another tentacle wrapped around her waist expelling her breath. Breathing became impossible as the limb tightened, crushing her chest. She could feel his hot breath on the back of her neck as he brought her once again close to his chest.

“How sweet the sound of your torture is to me.” Naraku hissed. “For too long you have been a thorn in my side, but no longer.”

All rational thought left her. There was nothing but pain. Slime-covered tentacles traveled up her body. One began tracing the swell of her breasts slowly before entering into her shirt. It slid over her chest and looped under the necklace that housed the sacred jewel shards. A sharp yank ripped the jewelry from her. The swiftness and strength in its movement caused the necklace to slice through her skin as a thin gold razorblade. Blood trickled from the wound soaking into her blouse.

“Finally, the remaining shards,” Naraku proclaimed.

“KAGOME!” growled Inuyasha.

He charged at the beast, engulfed with rage. His demon released on instinct to protect what was his. All rational thought had been replaced with a primal need.

`KILL!' was the word that resounded in his mind.

“Perfect, come to me now. Come and join my flesh.” Naraku's whisper was like a poison.

“No!” Kagome exclaimed, realizing Naraku's ultimate goal.

Inuyasha bared his elongated claws. Each stride of the muscular legs brought him closer to his target.

“No, Inuyasha!”Kagome uttered. Her body began to glow brightly as she feared for the life of her dearest love.

Naraku's body began to shift, preparing to envelop the approaching demon. His body released hundreds of new tentacles, ensnaring his prey with swift grace. Inuyasha struggled helplessly, scratching and gnawing at his binds.

“NO!” Kagome's body jolted, releasing a blinding surge of pure energy.

Naraku roared in agony as Kagome's energy burned through him.

She was thrown to the ground both by the force of her own energy and Naraku's need to escape her. Kagome looked behind and gasped as the vile beast's wounds began to expel a scorching miasma. She was unable to move. Her wounded leg had become numb from the attack and resulting loss of blood. Kagome summoned all her will and pulled herself up on one knee. She clawed the charred ground, trying hopelessly to escape the threatening venom. The deadly poison closed in, burning her eyes and filling her lungs. She fell forward, clutching her chest as tears began to fall, streaking her ash-stained cheeks.

Darkness began to obscure her field of vision. Thoughts of friends and family rushed through her. These were signals that her body was giving up its feeble attempt to escape the impending death sentence.

“Mom, Grandpa, Sota.” She called.

Images of birthdays and afternoon picnics in the park flashed in her mind. Her short life played out in sweet reverence. The last vision was her first love.

“Inuyasha.”

The shadows were taking her over.

A furious howl of rage broke through the violet mist of the miasma. It was the battle cry of a steadfast warrior. Kagome could hear it, feel its ferocity. She honed in on the sounds of breaking twigs through the blackened air, searching for its direction.

The fog swirled for a moment as a fully transformed Inuyasha burst forth from its poisonous grasp. He did not slow his stride but arched his back reaching low to the ground. Kagome could not reach for her deliverer despite all her attempts. His arms came in contact with his prize, swiftly switching her position bringing her to his chest. The force of his speed pinned her close to him. Kagome slid her arms around his neck and held him with the little strength that remained in her abused body.

His racing heartbeat was a calming force. The wind whistled at his speed. The miasma began to lose its grasp on her flesh as Inuyasha strove to reach safety. His new form was unaffected by the harsh conditions but he still kept up his stride.

Kagome inhaled deeply, allowing the cool air to relieve the painful tightness in her chest. She lifted her head slowly. Her vision was still blurred from the attack but she could make out the familiar scenery and she realized that Inuyasha had brought her once again to the solace of the well.

Kagome was immediately relieved as he placed her against the soft wood of the well. Inuyasha's presence gave her a sense of security. He leaned close to her porcelain skin to feel for her exhalation. He wanted to make sure she was truly alive and not a dream and Kagome smiled at his concern.

“Inuyasha?” Her voice was but a whisper.

He raised his head and looked deep into her eyes. Kagome lifted her hand to trace the jagged markings that graced his cheeks and he closed his eyes and nuzzled into her endearing touch. The markings of his inner-beast began to diminish as his pulse slowed.

“Inuyasha, I . . .” she stuttered.

“Kagome” The softness in his voice as he whispered her name sent her skin aflame.

He cupped her hand and gently pulled it toward his lips. The brief seconds felt like an eternity for his hand to reach its terminus. His heated breath connected with her abused palm, its lustful undertone a sweet torture. She was lost in the moment. The simple touch of his passion kept her from the harsh reality of her true pain. His eyes opened slowly, allowing her to take in the expression of the pure pleasure he was receiving. He pulled her into his arms. The force of his embrace stole the air from her.

“Kagome, I. . . .” Inuyasha began to speak.

His features suddenly changed and he pushed her away from him. Her body jerked violently backwards against the well. She had to grab the edge so as not to fall in the pit.

“Inuyasha . . . why?” Her voice caught in her throat as Inuyasha lifted his head to the sky and howled.

His outcry became muted. A rush of thick crimson liquid from his mouth splashed Kagome. She flinched as the fluid hit against her. The pungent smell of iron gagged her.

`Blood.' The realization horrified her.

Inuyasha clawed ferociously at his chest in an attempt to tear away the remains of his shirt. Kagome's terrified scream resonated throughout the clearing. Inuyasha's chest heaved. His body thrashed violently as the unnatural swell burst, revealing one of Naraku's razor-sharp tentacles. It pierced his taught skin.

“Inuyasha . . . NO!” She cried reaching for him.

Naraku retracted his spear viciously from Inuyasha's chest, leaving a gaping wound. His limp body fell into Kagome's outstretched arms. She stumbled under his weight and with a strength she did not know she possessed, she gently positioned his maimed body against the well. He raised his bloodied face to hers and peered deep into her eyes.

“I love you.” The whisper of his breath heated the tears falling from her cheeks. He gently stroked her face. Then thrust her from him.

“INUYASHA, NO!” she called. The lip of the well caught the back of her injured legs. Unable to escape the force, she fell into its dark depths.

The last thing she witnessed before the swell of blue took her was his body being ripped savagely from the edge of the well.

“No! No! Stop! Please! No Inuyasha!” she called out.

She clawed at the light surrounding her from the time portal trying desperately to remain in the past.

“PLEASE!” She yelled. Her pleading was of no use. Time was a cruel reality.

Tears began to slip from her wearied eyes as she waited for the future to take her.

`Oh god his face,' she thought. The image played over and over. She shook her head, trying to erase the horrifying image.

“Please take me back to him,” she begged.

Her body slowed and stiffened in the luminescence of time. The tranquil blue aura surrounding her began once again to swirl. For a brief moment, Kagome thought her prayers had been answered and she would be returned to his time.

The whirls became more aggressive. The calm blue began to darken to a deep violet. The winds became more violent. A flaming crimson haze now engulfed her. It seemed as though she was caught in a wild cyclone tossing her head over heels. She could feel herself pulled into the abyss of time's new course. Her screams of anguish were muted by whirring of the pure energy as hundreds of years passed by,dragging her in its wake.

She was thrown from its power, crashing into the wall of her familiar well. Her body fell hard to the dirt ground.

`What was that?' She asked herself.

The strange turn in the well had left Kagome unsure of where or, more precisely, when she was. All she could focus on was the urgent need to get back to her beloved friend. She could barely lift herself on all fours. She ignored the excruciating pain, fixed on returning to the past. She prepared herself for the punishment she was about to again endure. She closed her eyes and prayed for strength as well as the safety of Inuyasha.

The well remained silent. The portal was closed in her present time. Kagome clenched the cold earth below in her fists and screamed. She thrashed in all directions begging for entry. Her hot tears spilled onto its unyielding blackness.

“WHY? WHY? I DON'T DESERVE THIS!” Her voice vibrated off the aged wood.

Kagome pounded the ground one last time before sinking down in exhaustion.

“Mistress Kagome?” a strange male voice called to her from the entrance of the well.

She raised her head and turned in the direction of the voice. Her eyes widened in fear. The figure above her came slowly into focus. Its long, gray, bristled arms were reaching into the well trying to get hold of her.

“NO!” She screamed.

From the outside of the well, in her time, was the horrific form of a Spider demon.

Kagome fainted.

Oh thank god it's over! I was getting really aggravated toward the end of this chapter. That is all I have to say.

All I have to say is THANK GOD THAT JENN “THE HOTT ONE” walked (emailed) into my life!!!!

I WUV YOU!!!!! MUAH!!!!!!

This chapter is dedicated to my sister Annette. Without her none of this would be possible. I

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Warm Thanks to cute-Kirara16 and Megan my very first reviewers

Sessy in chap 2.

I am going to go drown myself now.

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