Shaman King Fan Fiction ❯ The Lust For Tamao ❯ Tamao's Brightness and Regard ( Chapter 6 )

 

 

AN: This will not be pretty and it is crazy, but try to remember that ultimately this is just a story and all characters in it are fictional. Most will probably not like the reasoning behind their behavior. Torture, extreme sex.

 

 

 

It was ten-thirty A.M. and the four girls sat in Hao's office, waiting for him. Machi sat there, her eyes puffy, her body still aching, and the hard seat didn't help. The girls had tried to comfort her last night, but she tossed and turned from pain and had finally drifted off to sleep just to be woken up again for the meeting. A little after ten-thirty, Hao finally walked in, wearing a big grin.

 

“Good morning. I trust you all are doing well.” No one answered; they just waited for him to be seated. “Come on, why all the long faces today?”

 

“She knows, Hao-sama. What are we going to do?” Anbu asked.

 

“Anbu, calm down. We wanted her to find out eventually anyway.”

 

“Yes, but after she had submitted and surrendered to our love,” Kanna pointed out. She too had been agitated that Tamao had found out before they had been ready to tell her.

 

“So our plans have changed; we have Machi to thank for that,” Hao said, casting a look to the girl who wouldn't meet his eyes.

 

“It doesn't matter how she knows. What are Mari-tachi going to do?” Mari took up for Machi and put an arm around the shaken girl for comfort.

 

“We will proceed as planned, just with a little teak,” Hao said dismissively as he leaned back in his chair. “For the rest of the day and until I say otherwise, we will all leave her alone. I do not want a repeat of Machi's behavior… I hope I am making myself clear. We will have to get her to submit to us the next time we take her… though now it will be harder since she knows who we are. Right now I suspect that neither she nor Machi are up to any more sessions. So until I say, you will only care for her needs and nothing else. When I say nothing else that is exactly what I mean. No little touches or kisses allowed. We will give her time to heal and time to realize that we're all she has… that we love her and she loves us.”

 

“Do you think we can get her to understand now? Or is it too late?” Anbu asked, not believing that Tamao would understand why they needed her so.

 

“She will if you follow my direction. So that will mean no sneaking off to do as you please.”

 

“I'm sorry,” Machi finally spoke and at last raised her eyes to Hao. “I let her love blind me. It won't happen again. Please tell me you'll let me be a part of her awakening,” Machi begged of Hao. She didn't want him to cut her out.

 

“You're forgiven, Machi. I know Tamao's love can be a powerful thing… it's why we're all here. Of course you can still take part. I know how much you love her.”

 

Machi smiled and it seemed to ease the tension of the other girls. The meeting was demised and they went to go check on Tamao.

 

 

 

Thankfully, Tamao drifted into unconsciousness with little thought hours upon hours. She had no clue how long she had been out, nor did she care. The first thing she remembered when she regained consciousness was a deep cold hand against her left cheek. She jerked with a start and if it weren't for the blasted blindfold her eyes would have opened. Once her mind was turned back on, everything crashed down on her with blinding speed. She remembered it all and before she knew it, tears were escaping her blindfold.

 

“Oh my God, how could you do this to me, why?!” she sobbed in a broken voice. Her vocal cords were damaged from so much screaming and choking.

 

“Sshh, Tamao, you should rest, you're upsetting yourself,” Anbu told her softly. She was applying a cold compress on the bruise Hao had left.

 

“Don't touch me!” Tamao screamed while trying to jerk away. “How could you?! What is wrong with you? Have you all gone insane?!”

 

Anbu grabbed Tamao by the hair and jerked her head and reapplied the cold compress.

 

Tamao had to bite her tongue as memories of what Anbu had done to her in the guise of Mistress T came back to her. “How could you… you're sick. Please stop this, stop it now, just let me go.”

 

“Sorry, Tamamura, we can't do that,” Machi spoke up from where she had stood, watching Anbu.

 

“Machi?”

 

“I am Mistress E,” Machi said coldly and made her way to one of the tables around the room.

 

“You don't know that what you're doing is wrong. Please, both of you just let me go!” Tamao's remark was met first with silence and she thought she had gotten through to them. But in the next instance she heard cruel laughter from both of them.

 

“Enough. Your pleas fall on deaf ears. There is nothing wrong with us. If you stop fighting and just give your love to us then none of this will happen,” Machi said as she made her way back to Tamao with an object in her hands. Tamao was confused and fresh tears sprang to her eyes.

 

“Please, Machi, don't do this to me, don't hurt me anymore!”

 

“It's time to put a stop to your whining. I could never stand it.” Machi then began to put a magenta and small ball gag into Tamao's mouth.

 

“Thank you, Machi. As much as I love Tamao I always did think she talked too much,” Anbu said, rising from the bed. Her job was complete. She had the icepack to her jaw for nineteen minutes. Earlier before Tamao had awakened, she had put ointment on the rest of her bruises and marks. They were already healing, after all Tamao, along with the rest of them, had the power to heal faster than regular humans. In no time she would be as good as new. They covered the naked and chained Tamao with a thick sheet and left the chamber without another word.

 

Tamao couldn't believe and for the next half hour she sobbed in despair. After her tears had stopped, she had no idea how long she laid there in her dark hell. She couldn't go back to sleep with the images of what they had done to her dancing in her head. It was worse now because she had faces to go with every crude act that had been done to her.

 

Finally, minutes and minutes later, they came back to feed her and as soon as the ball lowered, she tried to persuade and plead with all four for her release. They would hear none of it and stopped her by literally pouring the fruit down her throat; when they finished, they quickly put the gag back in her and left. Tamao was going crazier by the second. They had barely said a word to her, none had touched her and she was at once both grateful and dismayed. Their behavior was even colder towards her and Tamao didn't even want to think what they would do to her if their supposed love had turned to hate. Tamao used the time to think of a way she could convince them to let her go. Time she had plenty of for they had left her for many minutes. As illogical as it sounded, she knew who was behind this torture; she had more hope.

 

They came back a long time later and let her relieve herself, but this time they did not take off the gag and said nothing to her. However, as they were leading her back to the bed, a voice stopped them all cold.

 

“Tamao, did you miss me?” Hao's voice sent shivers down her spine and she tried to take a step back. “I missed you… I can't wait to be with you again.” She felt his hands swiftly caress up and down her body and tears of disgust and terror ran down her cheeks. Two emotions she had never expected to feel for him. “Oh sweet Tamao, save your tears for the next time we meet. Because when I come back for you, we will make you submit to our love or you may die while we try.” Hao didn't mean it for real. They would never harm Tamao enough for her to be in jeopardy of dying. He used the words to frighten her and hopefully bend her to the will some more. From her shivering body he assumed that his words had words. He leaned in and gave her a kiss on her wide, gagged shaped mouth. “Sweet dreams, Tamao, I'll see you soon.” The girls led her to the bed and quickly re-chained her then they all left the chamber. Indeed Hao's words had worked for her once and for once she was thankful she had on the blindfold. She knew she would have gone insane if she had to look upon Hao's face saying such evil words to her. Tamao's mind was in a frenzy wondering what they had in store for her next and when they would come for her. So it was in a state of perpetual fear that she laid on the bed and waited. A long time must have passed for she woke up from a sleep. She resumed her tense wait, but still no one came. Finally she realized she wasn't in too much pain. Except for the stiffness of the binds that held her. The ointment had helped to speed up her recovery. Before they had never let her rest long enough for her wounds to heal, but this time was different. Why were they letting her recover so completely? Tamao wanted to believe it was a good sign, but deep down she couldn't. Still she waited for minute after minute. Eventually her mind turned to escaping again and how she could get someone to help her do so.

 

Now that she knew who had her, it became obvious why they kept her tied at all times even though she was mostly in a locked room. If they kept her immobile they knew she couldn't draw up her powers. Over the years she had grown stronger and all she needed were her hands to invoke her powers, but they needed to be free and at no time they had allowed her to be so. She would have to make her move when they were changing her position or different chains. She also knew that she would only have one shot most likely. Just like her all the other powers had grown as well. With her plan of action in place and her resolve straightened, she lay there and waited. She also prayed that she had the strength to endure whatever they threw at her until she could make her move.

 

 

 

Tamao didn't remember falling asleep again, but she must have as she was jerked away by her chains. She was led to the toilet again then they gently washed her in perfume-scented water. Her hair was painstakingly put back in her pigtails and brushed vigorously. She was then very carefully so she could not escape put into some kind of dress. She just knew it was real clothing and that it itched. Before they led her back to the bed, they put on one of those kinds of underwear with a dildo inside them on her again. So now she lay chained back on the bed with the itchy material beneath her and the invasive and demeaning object inside her. This time she did not have to wait too long and in less than half an hour the door opened and they descended upon her. She was quickly, and without ceremony, dragged to another spot in the room where she was then chained with her arms above her and her feet to the ground, standing up spread eagle.

 

“Excellent, we can begin the ceremony. But wait, someone take off her blindfold. She should be allowed to see on a day like today.” Kanna rushed to go do so. Tamao would have preferred they kept it on, but knew she had no choice. Surprised that there was so much light in the room, her eyes, which had been denied for sight for so long, took a long time in adjusting. In the meantime, Hao continued. “That's better, after all, you should be allowed to see on your wedding day. Today, Tamao will be married to all of us and will seal the bonds between us forever.”

 

Tamao still had the gag in her mouth otherwise she would have yelled at his bizarre words. Finally her eyes were focusing and she could make out the five shapes standing in an arc in front of her. As her vision cleared, Hao's words became clear. But all five were dressed in school gear. The girls each had on simple schoolgirl uniforms with black dress shoes and Hao stood in the middle in a schoolboy uniform. She also noticed the surroundings behind them. As her eyes widened she saw Hao grin and to her it looked like a demented smirk. They were in the basement of his mansion. In the mansion where he took her virginity and now the mansion in which he tortured her.

 

“I see you approve of our uniforms. But your dress is better, you should take a look.” Tamao looked down and saw what had been itching her. They had dressed her in a dazzling Japanese princess dress of red silk and olive leaves. It was the same dress she showed her friends about three months ago in a magazine. She shook her head in denial at the madness that was before her. Why were they doing this to her?!

 

“I guess we should get started. I know you've always dreamed of our wedding day,” Hao said and suddenly became serious. “It's time for the vows. Tamao, I promise to love you, to never let you go, to protect you for all my living days. Your love beats in every part of my body and will never leave me. I am yours for eternity and you are mine.” Tamao listened as if she was watching Tales Of The Crypt. Unbelieving… though once he finished, Machi started her vows. At this point Tamao began to try and yell past the gag, shook her head, pulled on the chains of her feet and arms, all to no avail. They continued as if she wasn't in the room; Mari, then Anbu, and finally Kanna all said their vows to her.

 

“Look everyone, how eager Tamao is to say her vows to us,” Hao pointed out and everyone smiled at her as if she were the one that was crazy. “In a minute, Tamao. Because there are five of us, we didn't think it would be fair to make you to think up individual vows on the spot, so we came up with one for you that will do for all of us. All you have to say is, `I give myself to you five, in never-ending love. I give you my mind, body, and soul. I give you all my heart and forsake all others. My only goal will be to please you in every day. I love you all for eternity.' You think you can say that? Someone take the gag out; I think she's ready for her vows.”

 

Anbu took the gag out and went to stand back in her place. At first Tamao was silent and just stared at them, her chest heaving from her effort to speak and get loose from before.

 

“Go ahead, Tamao; you make speak,” Hao said kindly.

 

“I… let me go. Please, let me go! Please, why are you doing this?!” Tamao hadn't meant to scream, but when she started to speak, it had just poured out.

 

“Tamao, those are not the vows. Do you need Hao-sama to repeat them…?” Machi asked as if she was speaking to a small child.

 

“Just let me go, I forgive you all, but please just let me go, please!”

 

“Hao-sama! She's ruining the wedding; make her stop,” Mari said on a pout, totally ignoring Tamao.

 

“Stop this, let me go, this is sick! Let me go.” Tamao was losing it quickly as they all looked at her as if she truly was a wedding crasher. They were on the verge of driving her insane with their extreme folly. Finally Hao shook his head, stepped forward, and have her a hard slap across the face, which took her breath away and stopped her pleading.

 

“See, I was afraid of this. I was hoping that you would submit peacefully. After all, we went through a lot to give you a nice wedding and you had to ruin it. Now we'll have to do it the hard way. Damn it, Tamao, why couldn't you just say the vows?!” he yelled at her before stepping back. When Tamao looked at them again they were all undressing. Through the tears from Hao's slap in her eyes, she saw that Machi and Anbu were wearing skirts short enough that their privates were exposed and Mari had on an adorable over-sized T-shirt. Kanna and Hao just ended up pulling their skirt, pants and underwear down.

 

“Please, whatever you're thinking, don't do it. I'm sorry I ruined the wedding, I'll be good, I promise,” Tamao said shakily, trying to hold them off. She knew that whatever they had in mind would not be pleasant.

 

“Too late Tamao, you've made your bed and now you have to lie in it,” Hao said before they all advanced on her. With her screams ringing in their ears, they tore the wedding dress from her body with their bare hands until all she stood in was the leather panties that held the dildo inside her.

 

“Are you happy now, Tamao? Now you must be punished by Mistress E,” Machi said before going to a table and picking up a whip.

 

“Yes, I think it's time you were taught a lesson by Mistress T as well,” Anbu said as she picked up an old school paddle from the table. Kanna and Hao armed themselves with nothing, but Mari went to pick up a long orange feather and a cup from the table and brought it back to where the four women stood in a tighter circle around her.

 

“Please, I'm sorry, Mistresses, give me another chance,” Tamao begged, playing along with them, frightened to her core as the oddly dressed quartet of women approached her.

 

“No, Tamao… school is in,” Anbu said before hitting her with the paddle against her bare buttocks. Tamao let out a cry for Anbu. Soon after, she felt the sting of the whip against her back, followed by Kanna roughly slapping the front of her thighs with her hands. Mari took the feather and ran it across her nipples, which amazingly reacted and tingled even though she was in pain. From there they had at her. Anbu spanking her hard with the paddle, sometimes once, sometimes two or three times in a row. Machi lashed her with the whip all over her and at the same time as the others; mostly she lashed her at the back, but not above her thighs and arms and on several occasions the bushy whip traveled under her arms to the sides of her breasts. Kanna used her bare hands to torture Tamao, pinching and twisting her nipples to hitting her breasts and other parts of her body with heavy open handed slaps, many times to her face also. And Mari… Mari may have been the worst of them all. Playing her role as Mistress X, she used the feather in devious ways. The more the others hit her, the more sensitive her flesh became, making every brush of the feather pleasure tinged with pain. And her wicked ways didn't stop there. Tamao learned that there was ice in the cup and Mari used it on her nipples and other parts of her body. She would wait until Kanna pinched her nipples and then use ice on them, bringing relief and sharp pain. She did the same thing to the lashes Machi caused around her body. But still her unpleasantness didn't end. At some time Mistress X pulled out a remote control and the next thing Tamao knew, the dildo inside her started to pulse. Mari would turn it on low or high, depending on her whim. To add insult to injury, she placed an ice cube in the purple panty against Tamao's clit and let it stay there until it melted. Because of Mari's administrations, sounds of Tamao's pain and pleasure filled the basement torture chamber. A groan of pleasure was just as likely to escape her mouth as a groan of pain.

 

She had started out by trying to talk and plead to them through her pain and tears, but all she could do was cry out and once she stopped pleading, Kanna slapped her less in the face. She had no idea how long they did these cruel things to her, but it had to have been at least half an hour. Her pain soon overrode any sick pleasure as they continued to hit her in already tender and abused spots. Their hardness and quickness of the punishment increased, causing her head to sag even as screams tore at her throat. The whole time they talked insanely to her, telling her she must submit, to stop fighting, to be theirs. And the whole time Hao stood back watching, eyes cold and blank. She desperately wished for her blindfold again.

 

She tried to shut her eyes, but the pain invariably opened them time and time again. Her strength was failing her and she wanted to die again. How could they look her in the eye and do this… how? She began to sob again. Near the end of this horrible “punishment” it got particularly ugly. Kanna put her head in-between her legs and shoved the vibrating dildo further into Tamao then latched onto her left breast and began sucking and biting at the nipple roughly. Mari came, pressed her body on the other side, took the right nipple in her mouth and did the same. She felt the paddle and whip pound into the back of her body and felt the skin break on both her ass and back. As she stood there helplessly, arms spread above her head, chained to the ceiling, and cries of anguish coming out of her throat, she watched with blood-shot eyes as Hao walked towards her and her open mouth even as she screamed. She didn't know how long they held her like that. The three bodies pressed against her in the front and the other two were beating her in the back, but all of a sudden they let her go. As she gasped for air, they all came to stand in front of her and through her blurry vision she looked at them before she passed out.

 

 

 

She couldn't have been out for so long when she came to; they were still in front of her exactly as she'd last seen them.

 

“Now, Tamao, are you ready to give us your wedding vows… or will another lesson be necessary?” Hao asked her. She looked into each of their eyes and saw not an ounce of regret. She really had one choice.

 

“Yes…” she croaked out, her voice almost gone.

 

“Yes what? You're ready for your vows or another lesson?”

 

“Yes, Master, I am ready to give my vows to you all,” she got out as silent tears ran down her face. She had lowered her head so she wouldn't see the smiles of triumph on the others' faces. Leaving her exactly where she was, Hao repeated the vow and Tamao said it.

 

“That's not good enough, I want her to look at us now and I want her to say it to each of us,” Machi shouted.

 

“I agree. Tamao, do as Mistress E says and repeat it to us while looking at us.” Tamao wanted to disappear, to cease to exist; instead she somehow raised her head and looking at each of them in turn, repeated the vow. Every time she stared at a shaman and repeated the demonic words, she died a little inside. By the time she had said it the fifth time, she wanted to die so badly that if they had freed her she would have stabbed her own chest.

 

“Now that Mari-tachi are married, it is time for Mari-tachi to kiss the bride,” Mari said happily and one by one they went up and kissed the chained, hanging, bruised, and bleeding Tamao on the mouth. Tamao didn't notice her vision was swimming and by the time the last mouth left her, she was passing out again. When she came to this time, she found that her legs were free but her arms were chained together with a five and a half inch chain in-between them and she was laying on the bed.

 

“Good, you're up, it's time for the honeymoon,” Hao said and approached the vacant-eyed Tamao. He was hard and ready and Machi walked behind him. She was naked except for the strap-on cock around her waist and a jar of oil in her hand.

 

“This is no fair, why do they get to go first?” Mari complained as she, Anbu, and Kanna remained over by the tables in which they had given Tamao her lesson. They had a good view of the bed, but had to wait for their turn.

 

“Be quiet, Mari, we'll all get a turn,” Anbu soothed her and got ready to watch the show. Hao and Machi had reached the bed, but not she stopped him by laying a hand on his arm.

 

“Hao-sama, thank you for letting me share Tamao with you; I know I don't deserve it after the other day,” Machi said humbly.

 

“It's okay.” They both smiled and with that settled, Machi lifted the unresponsive Tamao while Hao lay on the bed and got comfy. Together they propped her above him and helped slide his dick into her semi-dry walls. Tamao didn't make a sound; only her eyes widened. Her mind was gone. Her consciousness had drifted to a place where physical pain did not exist. Hao moaned in pleasure and leaned her forward so that her ass was propped up. Machi oiled her strap-on and poured oil in-between Tamao's ass. They would share the first coupling of Tamao in every way… they would take her together. Machi eased the small fake penis into Tamao's rectum until it was all the way in. The only reaction they got from the girl in-between them was a course moan. Hao caressed Tamao's face and pushed the hair out of her eyes.

 

“Now that's a good girl, Tamao, no more whining and protesting. You're ours forever.” She looked at him with vacant eyes and he nodded, satisfied, then nodded to Machi over her head. They both began to move and within moments, they were both fucking the girl that they loved.

 

Tamao was aware of all this somewhere in her mind. She knew her body was being stretched inhumanly, that blood ran down her back and her thighs, that her heart beat wildly and that her lungs strung for air. Somewhere in her mind she knew that Machi was slapping her ass and that Hao was sucking on an aching breast. Somewhere in her broken mind she even heard the girls in the back cheering them on. She knew all this, but she didn't care… she had no hope.

 

Hao had never enjoyed himself more as he shared Tamao's willing body with Machi. The small sounds of pleasure from her let him know that she was enjoying what they were doing, though her face didn't change and neither did her eyes. He knew that she was in a catatonic state and that was okay. That meant that she had submitted to them, that she was theirs. However, because of her lax state and the chains on her arms, he had to support her from falling completely.

 

“Mari, get over here and take these chains from her wrists,” he ordered. She hesitated for a millisecond then went to do his bidding. “Hurry up, Mari, she's no threat to us now, she'd given herself to us.” Hao was right; Tamao made no move to get away and showed no sign that she was free of all chains. However, she was still limp. “Tamao, listen to me, support your own weight, do it or you'll make me unhappy.” Before the order was completely out of his mouth, she was complying. The whole room smiled at each other; Tamao was truly theirs. And now Hao ran his hands freely over her body as he pumped himself inside her. It was not a quick taking… and the whole time Tamao submitted, her only sign of effort was her deep breaths, and occasionally moans. Hao gave out the first spilling of his evil seed deep inside her. He closed his eyes and laid there in contentment, happy and peaceful as Tamao's blank eyes stared down on him. Soon after, Machi finally completed her orgasm from the back of the dildo rubbing her clit. She cried out and slumped on the back of Tamao, forcing her down on Hao. Machi lay there, her eyes closed in bliss.

 

Tamao just stared down, not moving. She stared at the face that had abused her and for some reason it looked different. Maybe because with his eyes closed and his mouth smiling, the malice wasn't there. Tamao continued to look and seemed to notice for the first time her hands lying on either side of his head.

 

“All right, come on, your turn is over,” Kanna threw across the room.

 

Machi began to stir on top of Tamao and somewhere in her mind she knew she only had one chance. In one motion, and with strength from an unknown place, she bucked Machi off and rolled Hao in the same motion. The two lying in their afterglow were slow to react and so were the three on the other side of the room. None had been expecting her revolt. Quickly, Tamao kept rolling away from the vile bed until she was in a corner where she could see them all. She stood up and raised her hands high above her head, her wrists meeting in the middle, the energy already gathering.

 

Hao was finally up and so was Machi; they took a step slowly towards her.

 

“Tamao, you don't want to do that; it won't make any difference,” Hao said calmly.

 

“I have to. Oh, God, please let it work for your very souls, please let it work!” Tamao knew that she was wasting precious time talking and attacked. “Shaman Healing Kiss Attack!” she yelled with the last of her voice. She pointed her hands at the two who approached her and immense orange waves of energy engrossed them and enveloped the whole room. Tamao's hair bellowed up from the force of power. She gave it everything she had. She knew that the power might even kill them. She had two powers: a power to heal and one to destroy. To date she had never used her destroying power, only her healing power; it had always been enough. Besides, she couldn't imagine killing anyone. Her healing power worked by cleansing the evil from a person or a demon, but if ever the evil were too great, the power would have no choice but to destroy. She heard their groans, which were mercifully brief, and within nineteen seconds, the glow faded and Tamao squinted through the haze, terrified of what she would find.

 

She found all five of them on their knees, hands on their heads, but they began to move and get up… they were alive! It was like they were coming out of a sleep as they shook themselves and looked around. Tamao was trembling… it was all over… they were all right. She took a hesitant step towards Hao.

 

“Hao… are you all right now?” He looked up confused then he smiled at her and reached out a hand. She took a step closer, and another, happy beyond measure until she looked into his eyes… then she froze.

 

“Hao… I don't… I don't understand!” She saw the same malice as before and his eyes seemed to be laughing at her. The others in the room started to take a couple steps towards her and she quickly stepped back, raising her hands for another attack. “It should have worked! Or you should be dead! I got rid of the evil!”

 

“My dear Tamao. I kept trying to tell you nothing is wrong with us. There is no evil force that has taken us over. Your power of healing was useless against us because there is nothing to heal. We are perfectly fine,” Hao said calmly and took another two steps towards her.

 

“No, no, no! Stay back!” she yelled at the three approaching her from the left.

 

“Tamao, we have always been insane. We're not evil at all. We didn't want to hurt you, we just wanted you to love us as much as we love you,” Machi said tenderly, advancing towards the steadily backing up Tamao.

 

“No, I don't believe it! Stay away from me!” Tamao screamed hysterically; they should be dead or healed, her mind kept telling her. This couldn't be happening. It just wasn't possible.

 

“Tamao, Mari-tachi told you from the start, Mari-tachi just wanted your love. Why do you persist in resisting Mari-tachi? Just be Mari-tachi's, that's all Mari-tachi want,” Mari said, holding out a hand to Tamao, who shrank back from it, though the other girl was still far away.

 

“No, what you did to me was not love; it was sick and evil; get away from me!”

 

“We're sorry that you feel that way. But Tamao, if you truly think that then the only way to get away from us is to kill us. If you hate us, you might as well kill us anyway; we couldn't stand living with your hate,” Anbu said softly.

 

“Then I'll have to kill you because I hate you for what you did to me,” Tamao said and started gathering energy in her hands, though this time it was magenta energy.

 

“Tamao, can you really kill us?” Hao asked, coming even closer.

 

“Stay back!” Tamao knew this would kill them, whether human or some demon she had never heard of… she had no choice. “Let me leave here right now or I'll use it.”

 

“We can't let you go, Tamao… we made a vow… you'll just have to kill us,” Kanna spoke up.

 

“I'll do it; you all stay away from me!”

 

“Go ahead… we'd rather be dead than be without you. We know you'll do what's best… you always do,” Hao said and they all stopped walking. Tamao looked around at the faces of the demented shamans and prepared to take their lives. Even more power gathered in her hand. They were all smiling at her, real smiles. She had never taken a life, never… in all her years of fighting. … she didn't have a choice.

 

“See, Tamao, you love us too,” Hao said and the group closed in on her.

 

“No, stay away from me! Damn it, I'll do it!” Tamao's arms were shaking and her legs gave out as she fell to the ground in the corner of the basement. Slowly the light in her hands gave out as the five figures towered over her.

 

 

 

AN: Well, there you go. Thought of the wedding thing at the last moment… but I like it. Thought it was a nice sick twist. No happy ending. Sorry it took so long.