The Pain of Memories : The Evil Plot The Pain of Memories The Evil Plot

"Thats the last one for today. We should take these back to Master Naraku." stated Kauri, the newest incarnatrion of Naraku.

Kagura grunted in reply. She hated her new "sibling" but worst of all she hated having to subdue herself into obeying that monstrous being's orders. She was the wind for goodness sake! And the wind is free, no one controls the wind. Or so she thought.

Already, Naraku's devious plan was set in motion, so there was nothing she could do even if she wanted to. After previous betrayals, Naraku had been keeping a close eye on her so now even the slightest slip up would cost her dearly. In only just four days, herself and Kauri had managed to collect over thirty different preists and priestess's, ranging from those just starting to learn and the most experianced. Naraku had sought and found those that would pose a possible threat in the near future and would be of great importance to the side of good. His plan was to return them to their infant stage so he could raise them into a new life while warping and manipulating their minds, from the once pure into dark, menevolent creatures that would serve his every whim. Of course, the help of fake shikon shards used now and then would make his plan run just that little more smoothly and also speeding up the time it took for them to grow back to adults. For once his plan seemed foolproof. With his army of evil servants he would be invinsible! The hunt for the remaining Shikon shards would be brought to a hault as his minions would find them for him. Then, with the complete jewel in his possesion, tainted beautifully with evil, he would be ruler of all.

"Kagura. We must return to Master Naraku." said Kauri.

"Hmph. I shall return, yes, but in my own sweet time. Go. Your precence is annoying me. Return to that sickening beast if you will but i shall return when i am good and ready!" replied Kagura, bitterly.

Kauri, the newest addition to Naraku's clan, was astounded. Her elder "sibling" not only reframed from using honerifics when talking about their master but she insulted him too! But what amazed her more was the flash of hatred and discust in Kagura's eyes when she either saw or so much as heard his name.

"How could she not want to serve him? He had ben so kind as to give us life! She is nothing more than ungreatful. Master Naraku must have complete control to not have killed her by now..." she thought.

"Kauri! Leave now before the children awake!"

She was broken from her thoughts with quite force. The sudden gust of wind from Kagura's departure and her calls as she left made sure of it. With a devilish smile she formed a barrier around herself and those she had collected for the day. Within seconds she was gone.

Back at the castle, that was shrouded with an overpowering stench of death from its old inhabitants, the sudden wave of complete and utter misery and the thick clouds of miasma, in a room at the centre of the hidden hideout a dark figure sat, cross legged, on a mat by a decaying wall. He wore a dark, but formal, kimono with baboon fur drapped across his shoulders. Long, black, wavy hair that stopped halfway down his back, framed his unusually hansome face. Of course this was to be expected from one that stole the apearance of a young lord. With his dark hair falling somewhat neatly on either sides of his face, it made his pale complextion and blood red eyes stand out. To complete his look he almost always wore a menevolent smirk that proved he was up to something and that no matter what it was the out come was always bad, in one way or another. Naraku had been watching todays colection through his first creation's mirror. A wicked and deep chuckle escaped from the evil being.

"Soon i shall have al the power i have dreamt of getting. Nothing can go wrong!"

"Excuse me, Master Naraku." began Kauri, bowing low in respect (not that he deserved any!) "I have placed the children in the chamber, as ordered to."

"Very good, Kauri." he replied, in a deep husky voice.

"Thank you, Master Naraku. Your praises mean much to me." she said, once again bowing low "Is there anything else i can do for you, my Lord?"

Naraku smiled inwardly. If only he had managed to create Kauri almost two years ago. Then maybe all that power that was wasted on his previous creations after Kanna, would still remain with him, not that he needed it as he was still yet to have been defeated. Then again, all of the damage they had cause, that of physical and mental, satisfied him greatly.

"No. You may leave me now, but you are not to leave the castle. Understood?" he said, as calmy as he could muster but Kauri could sence the hidden threat within his words.

Once again she bowed and then left. Naraku was besotted with himself. Kauri only wished to serve him and obey his every command. Her powers where rather strange but so was his plan. Like his other incarnations, Kauri was brought to life by an object. Kanna's was her mirror. Kaugura's her feather. Kauri's was completely obsurd though. She was created from a childs toy thing. Her powers where that of returning anything and anyone to their infant stage. On first thought, her powers were usless and stupid, but on further thought it was utterly brilliant! Returning them to infancy, only allowed them to recall memories up to the age they were returned to. Along with the memory loss, they also lost the powers that they had gained in life, leaving them completely defencless. Their minds would become fragile and easy to warp and change. It was perfect!

"Kanna, show me the infants." he ordered.

Kanna's mirror swirled with mist and when it cleared it revealed all the newly turned children in small room at the other end of the castle. Eyes blank and lifeless, they looked to be nothing more than rag dolls. By the entrance of the chamber a young boy, of about thirteen or fourteen (he cared not about his age), sat staring blankly at his weapen. Naraku had gained Kohaku just under two years ago. He seemed as lifeless as the rest of the brats that he guarded. With only a jewel shard as his lifeline, that Naraku had complete control over, the boy had no chance of escaping. Kohaku was one of the remaining two yokai taijiya. The other being his older sister, Sango. Somehow she had managed to escape his control and had joined Inuyasha's pack. Inuyasha. That half-breed that had been a thorn in his side for over fifty years. It was because of him and his little group that Naraku's plans failed. But this one would not. Striking at the right moment, Naraku planned on using Kauri to return that stupid mutt to infancy. Having no control of his powers or strength, let alone Tetsusaiga, he would be easily defeated.

"Show me Inuyasha." he commanded.

The mirror swirled and swirled with mist but this time it did not clear. An angry snarl was heard but Kanna gave no reaction. Again Naraku ordered to see Inuyasha and again the miror did not clear.

"I can not seem to locate him." said Kanna, her voice void of any emotions.

Naraku was furious. Why was it every now and then he could never find that damn Hanyou, or his little Miko? Letting his anger get the better of him he destroyed the wall beside him with his tenticals. But it wasn't enough. It was never enough. He wanted the wall so badly to be Inuyasha's face but he would have to wait untill that dream became reality.

"Kanna, find Kagura and bring her to me."

The small girl gave no reply and disappeared into the shadows. Kanna was a strange creature. Neither was she one of the living, nor of the dead. She had ghostly white skin and midnight black eyes, that lacked the light of emotions in every way. Clad in clothing of only white her only decoration was a small white lilly that was hanging delecatly in her locks of shiney white. With her at all times was her mirror. Kanna showed nor felt no emotions. She was nothing more then a void of emptyness. Like the reflection in a mirror...

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