InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ You Darkness... ❯ Chapter 26 - Another Nightmare Begins! ( Chapter 26 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Vyncent 
He blinked to clear his vision, and adjust to the change of light, and turned to look at his surroundings. That was when he saw.....
Them....
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.06.2005 | Updated On: 01.07.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.5K | Visits: 3.3K | Status: Work In Progress
He blinked to clear his vision, and adjust to the change of light, and turned to look at his surroundings. That was when he saw.....
Them....
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.06.2005 | Updated On: 01.07.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.5K | Visits: 3.3K | Status: Work In Progress
You Darkness
by Vyncent
**This story contains violence, sexual content and rape! Some of the contents of this story are graphic. You are WARNED**
Disclaimer: I do now own Inuyasha, nor any of the associated characters. But it ain't because I don't want or wish to do so.
Chapter 26 - Another Nightmare Begins!
It was the wee morning hours that finally saw a little Miko awaken from her long and much needed healing sleep. It took her a moment to figure out where she was, and even longer to try to figure out why and how. There was some vague images just behind her eyes, but they didn't seem to want to resolve themselves enough to click into place.
A soft moan, had a clawed hand, bringing her a mug of soothing tea to her lips. She greatfully sipped the tea, relief from the dry irritation of her mouth and throat gratefully appreciated. She turned her head to try to see why she felt so warm, safe, and protected, and smiled when a pair of glowing golden orbs met with her deep cerulean blue. Right now, whatever the images in her mind meant, was not of immediate importance. All that matter was being warm, safe, protected, and loved, and she felt all of those things at the moment.
She returned to her original position, facing the hanyou she so loved. Her head resting against his chest, where his heartbeat soothingly called to her. His arms snugged around her a bit more, welcoming her into their tight embrace. The motion spoke volumes, and she enjoyed the message that they spoke to her. She was safe, and nothing could touch her from this haven in his arms.
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Dawn broke....**Shatter**...(A/N...see, dawn broke...*rasp*....LOL!)...bringing with it a promised beautiful day. The moon reluctantly gave up its place, leaving the sky to the glory of her brother sun. Beneath the gnarled roots of old vines that clung to the old matriarch of Inuyasha's Forest, the Goshinbuko, or Sacred Tree of Ages, an odd mix of creatures sat, a group joined in common bond of protecting one of their own.
A familiar figure dressed all in red, long silver locks gently wavering in the morning breeze, seemed nestled among the old roots at the base of the tree. It was like a familiar haven that soothed the soul and welcomed those who needed to think. There was no doubt that the group sitting beside the old matriarch, were those who needed just that. Some place to think, organize their thoughts, and decide what their futures might hold for them in the next page of life.
Being held lovingly, keeping safe and warm, a raven haired beauty continued to sleep. She had awakened again, earlier and had drank some more tea, and had a bowl of broth. She had hardly finished, before she once again drifted to sleep. Kaede had told Inuyasha not to worry about her doing this. Between her ordeal and the sudden power surge that occurred when they were trying to complete the potion, the experience had drained her and sleep was the best medicine for her now.
Just to their right, a figure in black and purple could be seen sitting. The houshi sat comfortably, his shakoju leaning against his shoulder. To the left a young but very strong onna, her great bone weapon, Hiraikotsu resting across her lap. Directly across from the hanyou and the Miko, sat the Great Taiyoukai of the Western Lands. Even in a sitting stance, his very presence suggested power, barely restrained, but nontheless there.
To his left sat the confident figure of the Prince of the Ookami Tribe. HIs pride almost glowing from his figure, as he looked at the group that he felt so much part of, and all because of one simple little onna. No...not simple...never simple...
To the right of the Western Lord, sat two other ookami youkai. Though their pride was not nearly as prominent, their love of their nee-san was. They learned so much, and knew that there was so much more that made her more than special. She truly was a treasure.
In the center of the group, five ookami currently rested along with a small kitsune, and equally tiny fire neko mononoke. All had their attention turned towards the hanyou and the so obviously cherished charge held protectively in his loving embrace.
Inuyasha had not let Kagome go, for more than long enough to tend to personal needs, since their return from their 'hunt' in her era. He felt a number of feelings from their adventure, and they all seemed to want to crowd the inside of his head at once. He was surprised that over all, he didn't mind either.
He was happy that they had been so successful, and relieved that they had free Kagome's time of such horrid beasts as the 'Nightwalkers'. He was amazed at how well all of their friends and her family had gotten along, and worked together in achieving their goals. He was appalled that such being could even exist, although he reminded himself of the vileness of Naraku. Still, it was a horrible thought that there might be more of them out there, especially in Kagome's time.
He felt pride in having accomplished so much in so short a time, and even for working with his older brother, and not fighting him. It felt good to work with 'family', even if only for the one time. Even working with Kouga had been surprisingly satisfying and pleasant. He felt awe as he remembered Higurashi-nisou's words, and wondered what he might say or do to make Kagome want to stay with him.
He felt confused as he recalled his rage at seeing and knowing that Kagome had been hurt so badly. There was horror at the memory of all those joshi, who would spend the rest of their lives trying to forget their own nightmares of the hell those fiends had put them through.
"Inuyasha," spoke Ginta, his best friend Hakkaku ever with him in thought and action. "Arigato to both you and nee-san. We learned so much more about her than we ever imagined possible, and things we could not ever have imagined. We are enriched by knowing her, and proud to call her our nee-san. Onegai, tell her this for us. We can never repay her for all she has given us, just by having met her."
"But we will spend the rest of our days," spoke Hakkaku, "doing our best to find a way. We will come by and visit in a few days, to see how she is fairing. For now, we have an errand to run and must leave. Although we wish that the circumstances had been quite different, we are proud that you thought of us enough to ask our help. We will always be available should you need."
With that said, the two ookami left, taking the ookami with them.
Kouga spoke next, "Inuyasha, we have been rivals for a very long time. At heart, I do not believe that I will ever truly be able to not desire her. Seeing where she comes from, and knowing more of her, only adds to the pain. I have learned so much of her, and am humbled in having the knowledge that you thought to ask my assistance in her time of need, proud to have seen so much of her family and her home, and stunned to know that I know so little where she is concerned."
"I will always be available should she need, and I will seriously hurt you, if you should ever hurt her. But, I am not a fool despite appearances. I can see that there is a bond between you that I can never hope to be a part of. At least not in the way I would most desire," the Ookami Prince stated, unsuccessfully trying to hide the pang of heartache that caused.
"Know that both of you, no...all of you...are family to the Ookami youkai. We will always be there should you ever need, and for anyone that she considers family. But know this, Inuyasha. She has needs, too. She needs a reason to want to be here. Here is a time that offers so little compared to where she comes from. She had given her heart, Inuyasha. Something that she can only do with all she is. She does nothing in part, it is either with her whole being, or not at all," Kouga stated in warning.
"She as placed her life, her trust, her heart, and so much more in you. You do her and yourself a serious injustice by not being more open with her. You fear telling her what you truly feel for her, and by doing so you risk losing something that you never had, or could have had with the dead one. She has risked everything for you, including her life, her freedom, her family, and her world. Do not let her sacrifice be in vain." Kouga stated.
"I also, must leave for now. There is some 'unfinished business', remaining to be done, and your brother has been generous enough to allow my people to assist in participating in this venture. I will be stopping by in a few days to see how she is doing," he said. With that the Ookami Prince rose and in a whirl of dust was off into the forest.
"I, too, will be taking my leave for now, little brother," spoke the Youkai Lord. "I must complete some personal business. While I am doing so, I would like to leave Rin, in your capable hands. She seems to care greatly for the Miko, and worries that she is still not well."
"We would be happy to watch her in your absence Sesshomaru-sama," said Sango. "I know that Kagome will be thrilled to see her when she awakens."
The Taiyoukai nodded his head in thanks and continued, "Inuyasha! I, too, will be returning, upon completion of my affairs. I have some unfinished business with the Miko when she is well."
"In the mean time, a word of advice, Inuyasha. Heed the words of the Ookami Prince. They are more truth than you realize. You have two choices, Inuyasha. To be alone, or not." Sesshomaru then stood and disappeared into the Western skies.
Miroku and Sango, with Shippou in arms, also got up and left the hanyou and the Miko in the company of the Goshinbuko tree. Everything, including the onna who held his heart, or at least longed to do so, that mattered the most in his world, his forest, his time, was all that was left by the old tree.
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Far to the north, in a distant land of mountains terrain, lay a ravine. It could not easily be reached by those on foot, but for those who knew of its existance, and how to get around the many obstacles, it was a place that only a few truly had reason to WANT to visit. There was a very good reason for that, as well.
Many, particularly the ookami, were not comfortable in such a place, and many others only found pain, anquish, and heartache. For this particular ravine had only one reason for having existed. It was the dumping ground for the Gokuraku-chou (Paradise birds), and had become a graveyard for the ookami youkai people that the vile birds had killed.
The depth of the layers upon layers of ookami and youkai bones was both a wonder and a horror. It was a testiment to how long and how many lives had been lost to the vile filth of the Gokuraku-chou.
Scattered all along the shear cliff faces that surrounded this ravine of bones, were the shadows of numerous and varied caves. Some were interconnected, others were not. Some large, some small, some high, and some low. Some even believed that there were more caves than could be seen. Others asked why.
With all the bones that were there, no one had even been able to determine just how deep one would have to go to find the ground underneath. Of course, not very many actually wanted to try either. All that was known for sure, is that it was incredibly deep, and it was indeed very possible that there were many caves hidden by the depths of the debry.
It was chilly in the late night hours, in this region of the mountains. Even during mid summer it could be cold enough to be frosty some years. But luck was with this one, and while chill, it was not overly so. Nevertheless, the male figure could be seen to lie on his side and shiver. Whether from being cold, or being afraid, only those with youkai senses could tell.
Despite having been unconscious, he felt tired. He was, also, confused and disoriented. He knew he was not in familiar surroundings, but being bound, gagged, and blindfolded, he was not sure where he was. Whatever he lay on, was very lumpy. In some places, he could feel something sharp stabbing him where he lay. He wished that he had taken the time to put on his shirt and some shoes, but at the time he had been confident on his own turf to not believe them essential.
It took him a moment, to clear some of the fog from his less that lucid mind, to recall what had happened before he had lost consciousness. He remembered being at home, in his room. His friend was with him, and they both were taking their pleasure with a couple of their current 'toys'. They had been talking about their past...no his past, and his family, or the family he had once had, when that 'voice' came.
It was a soft voice. Barely a whisper actually, but nevertheless one that had filled every corner of the room. Yet no one was there. There was no place to hide in the featureless room, yet that voice was coming seemingly from everywhere and nowhere at once. It had sent chills down his spine, and for the first time in his life, he had been scared. And to add to his shame that voice had known he was.
His fear had only risen when his friend had suddenly, and with no visible excuse, fallen, a slash across his chest, and began to writhe in agony clawing at the wound with his fingers. How had he acquired that injury and what was it that had made so swallow and insignificant a scratch hurt so badly as to have him screaming and trying to dig whatever he felt out of his own chest?
Then he was gone. He had left the room, knife in hand, presumably to confront whoever was behind that oh so horrifying voice. He had heard his footsteps has he had left the room, but then there had been nothing but silence. Silence and then that voice.
It had spoken to him. It had seemed like it understood him, or at least the words had seemed like it. The voice itself had seemed indifferent. Like it could careless one way or the other, non-judgemental of his actions. Was it possible that it had understood him, had known his mind?
He had gotten scared when he realized that his friend was no longer there. Especially when no telltale signs indicated what might have happened. It was the silence that had driven the unfamiliar chill up his spine. In haste he had pulled on his pants, preparing to attack whoever it was that was behind that voice. But then that voice had spoken those words that had fueled both his terror and his anger.
It had spoken of the delights of the dark, and the beauty of darkness itself. It had invited him to join in the pleasures of tasting blood sweetened by fear, but then had told him that he was afraid. Truth was, he was more than just afraid. He had been terrified. But to have it spoken outloud and where others could hear, even if only some insignificant and stupid joshi, was much more than he could bare. He had blindly charged out into the dark, to attempt to kill whoever that voice came from, and had met only a sharp pain in his neck, and then darkness.
Now, he was still in the dark, but it was cold and the noises around him were unfamiliar. Not that there were many of those, but what he could hear was not easily identified. The occasional rustling of something, or someone moving. Breathing, the occasional sigh. Something rattled that surprisingly reminded him of bones being jumbled together. And the smell was the worst. It seemed like old rotting and moldy death.
Unfortunately, he was trussed up like a pig-on-a-spit, and could not even move, except to turn his head just a bit. His mouth was dry, and he could feel the cold brush of a slight breeze every now and again. There was some light, but it flickered, like a light bulb that could not make up its mind whether to stay lit or go out.
He suddenly felt a presence. In fact, he felt a number of them. Moments later, he clearly heard sniffing and the brush of warm breaths on various parts of his body. He felt a sharp pick to the skin of his arm, and could feel a small trickle of blood as it wield up from the apparent injury and ran down his skin. The abrupt feeling of a hot tongue licking at the blood, caused him to shiver in his fear, and he almost whimpered in fright.
Was something planning to eat him? What or who was here with him? What did they have planned? Why were they doing this? This and so many more questions clamoured for attention in his mind, the rush of them almost overwhelming in his fear. Fear that was fueled more by the unknown than he really knew.
After a few moments of the strange breaths, and the stroking of what was obviously a number of tongues licking at his blood, it all stopped. He could still feel the presence that he had before, but they had apparently stepped back, having satisfied whatever curiousity they had seemingly had.
He gave a sudden sharp intake of air, when a strong hand grabbed him under the arm, and yanked him up to a sitting position. It was soon followed by the sound of ripping cloth and the blindfold restricting his vision was suddenly gone. He blinked to clear his vision, and adjust to the change of light, and turned to look at his surroundings. That was when he saw.....
Them....
Dictionary
Baka - Idiot
Chikushou - Damn
Daitoku - Priest
Fukurou - Owl
Gokuraku-chou - Paradise birds
Hanyou - Half Demon
Higurashi-daitoku - Roughly: Priest Higurashi...I have chosen to use this instead of a name, as no name is ever cited in either the anime or the manga. Kagome's grandfather, and name used by those not of the family.
Higurashi-nisou - Roughly: Priestess Higurashi...I have chosen to use this instead of a name, as no name is ever cited in either the anime or the manga. Kagome's mother, and name used by those not of the family.
Hinba - Mare
Houshi - Monk
Inu - Dog
Joshi - Women
Kinmouno shishi - Golden-haired Lion
Kitsune - Fox Demon
Kobura - Cobra
Koruto - Colt
Miko - Shrine Maiden
Neko - Cat
Nisou - Priestess
Ojii-san - Grandfather
Ojika - Stag
Okaa-san - Mother
Onna - Woman
Ookami - Wolf
Osuuma - Stallion
Oushi - Bull
Red Dragon - Ru-doragon
Sama - Lady or Lord - respectively
Shika - Deer
Shikon no Kakera - Shikon Shards
Shikon no Tama - Jewel of Four Souls
Shishi - Lion
Taijiya - Demon Exterminator
Taiyoukai - Demon Lord
Youkai - Demon
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by Vyncent
**This story contains violence, sexual content and rape! Some of the contents of this story are graphic. You are WARNED**
Disclaimer: I do now own Inuyasha, nor any of the associated characters. But it ain't because I don't want or wish to do so.
Chapter 26 - Another Nightmare Begins!
It was the wee morning hours that finally saw a little Miko awaken from her long and much needed healing sleep. It took her a moment to figure out where she was, and even longer to try to figure out why and how. There was some vague images just behind her eyes, but they didn't seem to want to resolve themselves enough to click into place.
A soft moan, had a clawed hand, bringing her a mug of soothing tea to her lips. She greatfully sipped the tea, relief from the dry irritation of her mouth and throat gratefully appreciated. She turned her head to try to see why she felt so warm, safe, and protected, and smiled when a pair of glowing golden orbs met with her deep cerulean blue. Right now, whatever the images in her mind meant, was not of immediate importance. All that matter was being warm, safe, protected, and loved, and she felt all of those things at the moment.
She returned to her original position, facing the hanyou she so loved. Her head resting against his chest, where his heartbeat soothingly called to her. His arms snugged around her a bit more, welcoming her into their tight embrace. The motion spoke volumes, and she enjoyed the message that they spoke to her. She was safe, and nothing could touch her from this haven in his arms.
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Dawn broke....**Shatter**...(A/N...see, dawn broke...*rasp*....LOL!)...bringing with it a promised beautiful day. The moon reluctantly gave up its place, leaving the sky to the glory of her brother sun. Beneath the gnarled roots of old vines that clung to the old matriarch of Inuyasha's Forest, the Goshinbuko, or Sacred Tree of Ages, an odd mix of creatures sat, a group joined in common bond of protecting one of their own.
A familiar figure dressed all in red, long silver locks gently wavering in the morning breeze, seemed nestled among the old roots at the base of the tree. It was like a familiar haven that soothed the soul and welcomed those who needed to think. There was no doubt that the group sitting beside the old matriarch, were those who needed just that. Some place to think, organize their thoughts, and decide what their futures might hold for them in the next page of life.
Being held lovingly, keeping safe and warm, a raven haired beauty continued to sleep. She had awakened again, earlier and had drank some more tea, and had a bowl of broth. She had hardly finished, before she once again drifted to sleep. Kaede had told Inuyasha not to worry about her doing this. Between her ordeal and the sudden power surge that occurred when they were trying to complete the potion, the experience had drained her and sleep was the best medicine for her now.
Just to their right, a figure in black and purple could be seen sitting. The houshi sat comfortably, his shakoju leaning against his shoulder. To the left a young but very strong onna, her great bone weapon, Hiraikotsu resting across her lap. Directly across from the hanyou and the Miko, sat the Great Taiyoukai of the Western Lands. Even in a sitting stance, his very presence suggested power, barely restrained, but nontheless there.
To his left sat the confident figure of the Prince of the Ookami Tribe. HIs pride almost glowing from his figure, as he looked at the group that he felt so much part of, and all because of one simple little onna. No...not simple...never simple...
To the right of the Western Lord, sat two other ookami youkai. Though their pride was not nearly as prominent, their love of their nee-san was. They learned so much, and knew that there was so much more that made her more than special. She truly was a treasure.
In the center of the group, five ookami currently rested along with a small kitsune, and equally tiny fire neko mononoke. All had their attention turned towards the hanyou and the so obviously cherished charge held protectively in his loving embrace.
Inuyasha had not let Kagome go, for more than long enough to tend to personal needs, since their return from their 'hunt' in her era. He felt a number of feelings from their adventure, and they all seemed to want to crowd the inside of his head at once. He was surprised that over all, he didn't mind either.
He was happy that they had been so successful, and relieved that they had free Kagome's time of such horrid beasts as the 'Nightwalkers'. He was amazed at how well all of their friends and her family had gotten along, and worked together in achieving their goals. He was appalled that such being could even exist, although he reminded himself of the vileness of Naraku. Still, it was a horrible thought that there might be more of them out there, especially in Kagome's time.
He felt pride in having accomplished so much in so short a time, and even for working with his older brother, and not fighting him. It felt good to work with 'family', even if only for the one time. Even working with Kouga had been surprisingly satisfying and pleasant. He felt awe as he remembered Higurashi-nisou's words, and wondered what he might say or do to make Kagome want to stay with him.
He felt confused as he recalled his rage at seeing and knowing that Kagome had been hurt so badly. There was horror at the memory of all those joshi, who would spend the rest of their lives trying to forget their own nightmares of the hell those fiends had put them through.
"Inuyasha," spoke Ginta, his best friend Hakkaku ever with him in thought and action. "Arigato to both you and nee-san. We learned so much more about her than we ever imagined possible, and things we could not ever have imagined. We are enriched by knowing her, and proud to call her our nee-san. Onegai, tell her this for us. We can never repay her for all she has given us, just by having met her."
"But we will spend the rest of our days," spoke Hakkaku, "doing our best to find a way. We will come by and visit in a few days, to see how she is fairing. For now, we have an errand to run and must leave. Although we wish that the circumstances had been quite different, we are proud that you thought of us enough to ask our help. We will always be available should you need."
With that said, the two ookami left, taking the ookami with them.
Kouga spoke next, "Inuyasha, we have been rivals for a very long time. At heart, I do not believe that I will ever truly be able to not desire her. Seeing where she comes from, and knowing more of her, only adds to the pain. I have learned so much of her, and am humbled in having the knowledge that you thought to ask my assistance in her time of need, proud to have seen so much of her family and her home, and stunned to know that I know so little where she is concerned."
"I will always be available should she need, and I will seriously hurt you, if you should ever hurt her. But, I am not a fool despite appearances. I can see that there is a bond between you that I can never hope to be a part of. At least not in the way I would most desire," the Ookami Prince stated, unsuccessfully trying to hide the pang of heartache that caused.
"Know that both of you, no...all of you...are family to the Ookami youkai. We will always be there should you ever need, and for anyone that she considers family. But know this, Inuyasha. She has needs, too. She needs a reason to want to be here. Here is a time that offers so little compared to where she comes from. She had given her heart, Inuyasha. Something that she can only do with all she is. She does nothing in part, it is either with her whole being, or not at all," Kouga stated in warning.
"She as placed her life, her trust, her heart, and so much more in you. You do her and yourself a serious injustice by not being more open with her. You fear telling her what you truly feel for her, and by doing so you risk losing something that you never had, or could have had with the dead one. She has risked everything for you, including her life, her freedom, her family, and her world. Do not let her sacrifice be in vain." Kouga stated.
"I also, must leave for now. There is some 'unfinished business', remaining to be done, and your brother has been generous enough to allow my people to assist in participating in this venture. I will be stopping by in a few days to see how she is doing," he said. With that the Ookami Prince rose and in a whirl of dust was off into the forest.
"I, too, will be taking my leave for now, little brother," spoke the Youkai Lord. "I must complete some personal business. While I am doing so, I would like to leave Rin, in your capable hands. She seems to care greatly for the Miko, and worries that she is still not well."
"We would be happy to watch her in your absence Sesshomaru-sama," said Sango. "I know that Kagome will be thrilled to see her when she awakens."
The Taiyoukai nodded his head in thanks and continued, "Inuyasha! I, too, will be returning, upon completion of my affairs. I have some unfinished business with the Miko when she is well."
"In the mean time, a word of advice, Inuyasha. Heed the words of the Ookami Prince. They are more truth than you realize. You have two choices, Inuyasha. To be alone, or not." Sesshomaru then stood and disappeared into the Western skies.
Miroku and Sango, with Shippou in arms, also got up and left the hanyou and the Miko in the company of the Goshinbuko tree. Everything, including the onna who held his heart, or at least longed to do so, that mattered the most in his world, his forest, his time, was all that was left by the old tree.
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Far to the north, in a distant land of mountains terrain, lay a ravine. It could not easily be reached by those on foot, but for those who knew of its existance, and how to get around the many obstacles, it was a place that only a few truly had reason to WANT to visit. There was a very good reason for that, as well.
Many, particularly the ookami, were not comfortable in such a place, and many others only found pain, anquish, and heartache. For this particular ravine had only one reason for having existed. It was the dumping ground for the Gokuraku-chou (Paradise birds), and had become a graveyard for the ookami youkai people that the vile birds had killed.
The depth of the layers upon layers of ookami and youkai bones was both a wonder and a horror. It was a testiment to how long and how many lives had been lost to the vile filth of the Gokuraku-chou.
Scattered all along the shear cliff faces that surrounded this ravine of bones, were the shadows of numerous and varied caves. Some were interconnected, others were not. Some large, some small, some high, and some low. Some even believed that there were more caves than could be seen. Others asked why.
With all the bones that were there, no one had even been able to determine just how deep one would have to go to find the ground underneath. Of course, not very many actually wanted to try either. All that was known for sure, is that it was incredibly deep, and it was indeed very possible that there were many caves hidden by the depths of the debry.
It was chilly in the late night hours, in this region of the mountains. Even during mid summer it could be cold enough to be frosty some years. But luck was with this one, and while chill, it was not overly so. Nevertheless, the male figure could be seen to lie on his side and shiver. Whether from being cold, or being afraid, only those with youkai senses could tell.
Despite having been unconscious, he felt tired. He was, also, confused and disoriented. He knew he was not in familiar surroundings, but being bound, gagged, and blindfolded, he was not sure where he was. Whatever he lay on, was very lumpy. In some places, he could feel something sharp stabbing him where he lay. He wished that he had taken the time to put on his shirt and some shoes, but at the time he had been confident on his own turf to not believe them essential.
It took him a moment, to clear some of the fog from his less that lucid mind, to recall what had happened before he had lost consciousness. He remembered being at home, in his room. His friend was with him, and they both were taking their pleasure with a couple of their current 'toys'. They had been talking about their past...no his past, and his family, or the family he had once had, when that 'voice' came.
It was a soft voice. Barely a whisper actually, but nevertheless one that had filled every corner of the room. Yet no one was there. There was no place to hide in the featureless room, yet that voice was coming seemingly from everywhere and nowhere at once. It had sent chills down his spine, and for the first time in his life, he had been scared. And to add to his shame that voice had known he was.
His fear had only risen when his friend had suddenly, and with no visible excuse, fallen, a slash across his chest, and began to writhe in agony clawing at the wound with his fingers. How had he acquired that injury and what was it that had made so swallow and insignificant a scratch hurt so badly as to have him screaming and trying to dig whatever he felt out of his own chest?
Then he was gone. He had left the room, knife in hand, presumably to confront whoever was behind that oh so horrifying voice. He had heard his footsteps has he had left the room, but then there had been nothing but silence. Silence and then that voice.
It had spoken to him. It had seemed like it understood him, or at least the words had seemed like it. The voice itself had seemed indifferent. Like it could careless one way or the other, non-judgemental of his actions. Was it possible that it had understood him, had known his mind?
He had gotten scared when he realized that his friend was no longer there. Especially when no telltale signs indicated what might have happened. It was the silence that had driven the unfamiliar chill up his spine. In haste he had pulled on his pants, preparing to attack whoever it was that was behind that voice. But then that voice had spoken those words that had fueled both his terror and his anger.
It had spoken of the delights of the dark, and the beauty of darkness itself. It had invited him to join in the pleasures of tasting blood sweetened by fear, but then had told him that he was afraid. Truth was, he was more than just afraid. He had been terrified. But to have it spoken outloud and where others could hear, even if only some insignificant and stupid joshi, was much more than he could bare. He had blindly charged out into the dark, to attempt to kill whoever that voice came from, and had met only a sharp pain in his neck, and then darkness.
Now, he was still in the dark, but it was cold and the noises around him were unfamiliar. Not that there were many of those, but what he could hear was not easily identified. The occasional rustling of something, or someone moving. Breathing, the occasional sigh. Something rattled that surprisingly reminded him of bones being jumbled together. And the smell was the worst. It seemed like old rotting and moldy death.
Unfortunately, he was trussed up like a pig-on-a-spit, and could not even move, except to turn his head just a bit. His mouth was dry, and he could feel the cold brush of a slight breeze every now and again. There was some light, but it flickered, like a light bulb that could not make up its mind whether to stay lit or go out.
He suddenly felt a presence. In fact, he felt a number of them. Moments later, he clearly heard sniffing and the brush of warm breaths on various parts of his body. He felt a sharp pick to the skin of his arm, and could feel a small trickle of blood as it wield up from the apparent injury and ran down his skin. The abrupt feeling of a hot tongue licking at the blood, caused him to shiver in his fear, and he almost whimpered in fright.
Was something planning to eat him? What or who was here with him? What did they have planned? Why were they doing this? This and so many more questions clamoured for attention in his mind, the rush of them almost overwhelming in his fear. Fear that was fueled more by the unknown than he really knew.
After a few moments of the strange breaths, and the stroking of what was obviously a number of tongues licking at his blood, it all stopped. He could still feel the presence that he had before, but they had apparently stepped back, having satisfied whatever curiousity they had seemingly had.
He gave a sudden sharp intake of air, when a strong hand grabbed him under the arm, and yanked him up to a sitting position. It was soon followed by the sound of ripping cloth and the blindfold restricting his vision was suddenly gone. He blinked to clear his vision, and adjust to the change of light, and turned to look at his surroundings. That was when he saw.....
Them....
Dictionary
Baka - Idiot
Chikushou - Damn
Daitoku - Priest
Fukurou - Owl
Gokuraku-chou - Paradise birds
Hanyou - Half Demon
Higurashi-daitoku - Roughly: Priest Higurashi...I have chosen to use this instead of a name, as no name is ever cited in either the anime or the manga. Kagome's grandfather, and name used by those not of the family.
Higurashi-nisou - Roughly: Priestess Higurashi...I have chosen to use this instead of a name, as no name is ever cited in either the anime or the manga. Kagome's mother, and name used by those not of the family.
Hinba - Mare
Houshi - Monk
Inu - Dog
Joshi - Women
Kinmouno shishi - Golden-haired Lion
Kitsune - Fox Demon
Kobura - Cobra
Koruto - Colt
Miko - Shrine Maiden
Neko - Cat
Nisou - Priestess
Ojii-san - Grandfather
Ojika - Stag
Okaa-san - Mother
Onna - Woman
Ookami - Wolf
Osuuma - Stallion
Oushi - Bull
Red Dragon - Ru-doragon
Sama - Lady or Lord - respectively
Shika - Deer
Shikon no Kakera - Shikon Shards
Shikon no Tama - Jewel of Four Souls
Shishi - Lion
Taijiya - Demon Exterminator
Taiyoukai - Demon Lord
Youkai - Demon
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