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Bitter Memories

Chapter one : Final battle

The dark shadows shifted over the battlefield. Dead demons lay scattered, their arms and legs twisted, their blood mixing together. Corpses littered the ground; the gore was enough to make any sane person ill. In the midst of all the carnage a half-demon, a kitsune pup, a fire-cat demon, and three humans stood against the awesome force of Naraku's armies. They were all exhausted, blood, tears, and sweat dripped from them. It was the final stand and they all knew it. The modern girl stood a little away from the group, her shield of miko power protecting the pup and herself. Naraku stood directly in front of the small group. His white baboon pelt clung to his body, keeping his form shadowed. With a cry of frustration, and anger the Inu-hanyou lunged at Naraku, brandishing his sword. His cry seemed to echo all around the field as the power of his sword gathered.

The whole world seemed to stop. It was holding its breath to see how the hanyou faired. What none of them were expecting was the interference of a single undead miko. Naraku sidestepped the hanyou's attack, just as the miko stepped directly into the path of the Wind Scar. There was nothing he could do, and it was written all over his face. The Wind Scar tore into the dead girl's body. Her whisper was to be forever etched into the mind of all the on lookers.

"InuYasha?" It was a plea, laced with confusion. Naraku had pulled his trunk card and InuYasha had walked right into his trap. The hanyou known as InuYasha fell to his knees. He didn't even have a body to hold of his beloved. Naraku's evil chuckle was almost tangible, while InuYasha's cry of pain and sorrow was indeed felt by the people gathered.

"KIKYOU! NOOOOOOOOOO!" InuYasha sat, glued to the spot were his beloved had fallen. His sword lay forgotten at his side. Warm tears flowed from his face as his companions sought for something to say to comfort their friend. The miko holding the kitsune was the first to notice Naraku's movement, closely followed by the others. They could only watch as Naraku struck at the heartbroken hanyou.

"INUYASHA! LOOK OUT!" The miko's voice seemed to bring InuYasha out of his mourning stupor. He looked up, pale blue eyes full of fear met with vibrant gold ones shimmering in sorrow. Naraku's tentacle lashed out at the unsuspecting InuYasha. The tentacle ripped through the hanyou body with a sickening crack and slurp. InuYasha's eyes never left the miko's as the blood rushed from the wound. Naraku removed his tentacle, leaving a giant whole where the hanyou's heart had been. InuYasha's eyes glazed over, but before slipping into death's embrace he called to the miko that had stolen his heart.

"Kagome?!?" His voice slurred and blood spurted from his mouth. Kagome cried out, her face contorted in pain. She began to sob as InuYasha's lifeless body tumbled to the ground. The other two humans watched as their companion fell. The human girl was in shock, her best friend Kagome was inconsolably sobbing, and Naraku had taken yet another person she cared for. In her shocked state the girl never saw the demon, until it was too late. Kagura, Naraku's minion raced at the taijiya's turned back. Raising her fan, Kagura let lose a strong surge of wind blades. The taijiya turned to the sound of Kagura's voice only to be met by the wind sorceress's blades. Her mouth formed a perfect 'o' in her surprise. The blades tore through the girl's body and her pet's. The force of the impact sent the dying girl to the ground several feet from her previous position. The monk turned when he heard the taijiya's shout of surprise. The girl lay in a pool of her own blood, the ground already greedily lapping it up. Her brown lifeless eyes stared up at the sky, her face frozen in a look of shock.

"SANGO!" The monk felt numb. His body just refused to work. He had over time fallen in love with the tough, and beautiful girl. He took in her limp body, a shell of it's former glory, and nearly threw up. Suddenly, his legs began to move and before he knew it he fell to his knees at Sango's side. Lifting her upper body into his lap he cradled the dead girl's head to his own. His tears fell to her face with tiny plops. His entire being was shaking with a sorrow he had never known. As he looked over her body it only became worse.

Kagome had heard the monk's shout, and quickly looked up in time to see her best friend fall to the ground lifeless. Her tears had stopped, now she just felt empty, lost. She wanted to run to the fallen girl, but her legs had given out with InuYasha's death. She was plastered to the ground, now it was her turn to watch once again as another friend fell to their carelessness. While the monk was absorbed in his pain, Naraku had positioned himself behind his victim. Kagome's throat had closed up; she couldn't even scream a warning to the monk. Instead, the kitsune she had been holding raced from her grasp and ran toward the monk and fallen girl with incredible speed. Kagome's body when stiff with shock, she tried to call to them many times but her mouth only opened and closed with out sound. Just as the kit reached the monk Naraku attacked. Naraku's tentacles struck the monk in the back, and then ripped out of his side. Blood splattered the shocked kit, covering him. The kit's voice was working fine, and he spoke out.

"Miroku!! Sango! NOOOOOO! Please don't leave us! YOU!" The kit turned enraged on the dark hanyou. His tiny form splattered in guts and blood, shook in his pure hatred. As he leapt toward the cause of all their troubles, Kagome found her voice.

"Shippo! NOOO, get away from him!" Her voice was strained and held her motherly concern for the kit. The kit turned slightly at the sound of her voice. His eyes grew large in pain as the evil Naraku's claws ripped through the child's stomach. Kagome watched as her adopted son's life was stolen from him. Naraku was shaking with laughter; his red-glowing eyes watched the play of emotions on the young miko's angelic face. She looked from her son's body to that of her friends. Miroku had been split in two. His upper portion still held Sango. Sango's body was twisted with Miroku's. Her eyes quickly averted their gaze to that of InuYasha. InuYasha lay on the ground, his inert eyes still taking in the miko before him. Something in side the miko snapped. She felt a rage well up in her like none before. 'Naraku was going to pay. No one takes the lives of my friends, my son, and the man I loved without going straight to hell!' Much to the surprise of the dark hanyou, Kagome got up. With deliberated slowness she stalked towards the hanyou that caused all her pain.

Kagura attempted to approach the miko. She had readied her fan, just as she got in striking distance Kagome's hand lifted and previously untapped power rushed from her. Kagura's scream was silenced as the white light enveloped her. Kagome's face was a calm mask. Her emotions lay buried deep within her. Naraku looked to this new twist in interest.

Everyone on, or near the field could feel the miko's strength. It was a humbling experience. Her power radiated from her in waves. Her entire being began to glow with her power. Soon she was completely covered in it. Her blue eyes glowed in an eerie way. Her body was glowing white; her clothes had been purified from her body. She seemed to be an apparition, a ghost of her former self. Naraku took a step back, calling forth a last effort demon army to do his bidding. The grass around the pissed off miko shuttered and moved, trying to avoid her. Dead bodies were flung away, blood and body parts disintegrated. As the armies of Naraku bore down on the miko, she merely brought her hand palm up, level with her eyes. A bright ball of pink purifying light grew in her up turned palm. The demons sent to attack her stopped in their tracks, each wary of the girl and her incredible power. Releasing the ball, Kagome continued toward the hanyou. The ball she released expanded and overtook every single demon. In a flash of pink light they were purified. Nothing of their bodies was left. Now Naraku was frightened. He had never felt such power, and had he not infuriated her so greatly he would have asked her to join him.

Kagome's voice rang out; it seemed to be void of spirit. "Naraku! Today with be your day of reckoning! Beware of your sins! You have committed the worse possible one, you pissed me off!" Naraku was about to flee when Kagome's power latched around his feet, pinning him to his spot. As he struggled against her power she advanced on him. With a deadly calm, she reached out her hand and forced it into his body. His scream of pain was heard for miles around. Pulling her hand out, Kagome clutched the remaining pieces of the Shikon no Tama. Naraku watched as she once again descended upon him. Her tiny hand ripped the baboon pelt from his head, revealing a man. This man was twisted. His body was made up of different demons. His face was badly burned and scared. Two different demon eyes looked at her in fear. Placing her hand on his forehead she concentrated her power. It left her body in waves; they surged and flowed into Naraku's body. He writhed in pain, his voice cracked as screams were torn from his throat. Slowly his body began to purify. His head melted, his body following shortly after. Exhausted, from her losses and her power drainage, Kagome crumpled to the floor. Her mind went blank as she fell into a deep sleep.