Disclaimer: I don't own Inu-Yasha or any of its characters.

Author's Note: I revised this fic because my friend said it wasn't bloody enough. Here is a Halloween story but I'm using a bit more of the truth for the Pagan holiday Samhain (pronounced: sow-in) Yeah it's a one-shot. In this story Oct 31 is on Saturday (story not modeled after this year). This is rated R for a reason though I wont tell you why you'll see. Just a warning mass murder, cannibalism, ritual sacrifices, nasty tricks, and sexual activity (no lemons, still rated R not NC-17) are not at all beyond me. Which you people already know.

This is now going to a collection of gory, horror One-shots some holiday related some not I hope you enjoy!

Happy Reading!

-Na

Samhain To Its Extremes

"…And with that the witch flew off in the sky, accompanied by her black cat, and the new born babe; that was born on all hallows eve, to be sacrificed to her lustful master Satin. Bathed in the baby's blood the witch danced under the moon until her master appeared. She would have gone willingly, to feel his evil strength within her. But he beat her to near death, and made her body strong and whole again in his image, through the act of intercourse. As the dawn approached, and the witch's master was driven into the shadows the witch mounted her broomstick and flew off into the sky. Not a trace of her deed was left except a small 'beauty mark' on her inner right thigh. The witch returned to her house and husband, and put on the façade of a good Christian Woman," Said Kagome's teacher. Kagome rolled her eyes it was a Friday, she had just finished a math test in her math hour and now in her western history hour she was learning about some candy company holiday known as Halloween and how it started as 'All Hallows Eve'.

Kagome sighed and dropped her head upon the desk as she counted the seconds until the bell rang. To any onlooker Kagome was asleep and not at all prepared to leave class upon the bell. With the sharp dinging noise Kagome was out the door. She ran down empty hallways that seconds later quickly filled with students. Kagome was out the door and down the street in no time what so ever. She had never been so anxious to return to the feudal era, and after hearing what silliness that people of today have come up with, Kagome welcomed the sanity of youkai.

Call it a premonition, call it what you will (Eri having a Halloween party because the whole Halloween idea sounded good and she was dragging Kagome to the mall after school that Friday to get a costume. A party where her date was Hojo.) Kagome simply dropped her school bag outside the Well Shrine and picked up her yellow traveling bag as she leapt down the stairs like no normal human could, Kagome leapt into the well, and into what safety it held.

Inu-Yasha was particularly sulking in a tree, by the well debating whether or not to retrieve Kagome; she had said that she would return in three more days. But that still didn't take away the pain that he was alone and might loose his only friend forever; of course this was all in his subconscious. Inu-Yasha had no clue why he acted as he did.

Little did Inu-Yasha know but two people were watching him. If Inu-Yasha was concentrating on all smells and sounds instead of those that were irrelevant, such as Kagome, and anything of danger, he might have sensed their presence. These two people were neither, or at least in the sense that Inu-Yasha thought of which was Kagome, or deadly danger. True one was dangerous, very dangerous and within all the rules she broke, murder wasn't one of them.

"He looks so sad brother, I think he could use some love," said a small blonde girl who did not speak an ounce of Japanese. (A/N: If you didn't realize this is the dubbed version, though there is no non-dubbed version.)

"No love spells Catherine. Did you even look at him? He's a daemon out in the open! If there were a daemon left alive back home in England, they would all be in hiding. And yet his aura reads that of both man and beast." Said the equally blonde boy. Both brother and sister wore the garb of simple English peasants of the late fifteenth century (1497 to be exact).

"Samuel, why mustn't we?" asked Catherine.

Samuel sighed and shook his head; his sister had no respect for the Goddess and her dying son and lover, who would be dead on the morn, "Love spells tamper with the fates dear sister, the spell will come back three fold. Also do you want any Witch hunters turned onto us?"

"Three times the luck in love, not a bad thing. Samuel the rules of magick were meant to be bent, and others broken," replied Catherine who watched the silver haired hanyou jump from his tree and walk towards and old dry well. Catherine fiddled with a few of her pre-made potions and dryad herbs of home to create her spell. She paused as a strong sense of magick one that had crossed throughout time assaulted her.

"Have you changed to the Christen rendition of Wicca one of those devil worshiping witches dear sister?" asked Samuel; he too had felt the magick coming from the old dry well.

Catherine giggled as she continued to conjure forbidden spells, "Yes and I flew on my broomstick here, didn't you?" Samuel didn't miss her sarcasm, "Oh look he already has a love!"

"Don't do it Catherine," warned Samuel. He had seen the tense way that both the silver haired hanyou and the maiden dripping Japanese magick. Had approached one another. They may have loved one another, but it was only a whispering thought, nothing of the physical or conscious level as of yet. Samuel groaned it was too late as he heard his sister's faint words and the fluttering of rose petals in the wind.

A sweet scent assaulted Inu-Yasha's nose and it was another different from Kagome's. He had no time to think as he stood in front of Kagome, he was demanding what had happened to return her early but his heart raced and he stepped towards Kagome in a swift movement she was held tightly against his chest.

Kagome did not struggle she didn't even stiffen in shock she simply latched onto Inu-Yasha, gripping his haori as she nuzzled her face deeper within his chest. The heat and closeness had become too much for either. Inu-Yasha's hold tightened as he lifted Kagome off the ground. Kagome wrapped her legs around Inu-Yasha rubbing seductively, dangerously close to his futomara (big penis).

They looked in each others eyes false lust and desire burned but deep down true love could be seen, a love that was a basis of the spell that had escalated it to such high accords. Kagome licked her lips, Inu-Yasha broke the intense staring contest, which had seemed to begin, he peered at her lips as his face drew near to hers but he stopped he wanted to savor this, tease her. The smell of uncanny wanting radiated off of her as Kagome grew impatient her torso wiggled as an act to arouse Inu-Yasha more, her legs tightened around his waist.

Teasing turned to wanting as Inu-Yasha hungrily pressed his lips to Kagome's. There was no slow 'how are you?' stage of the kiss, and it never grew steadily more passionate and demanding, their was no asking, or taking. It was all given freely. The second Inu-Yasha's mouth touched her own, Kagome opened her mouth and let Inu-Yasha's tongue dance with her own. Kagome never felt Inu-Yasha walking or her back pressed roughly against a tree.

Catherine giggled in pure delight at her newest theater, if she let it go on much longer, she knew she would be watching the conception of some quarterling. Samuel shifted uncomfortably beside her. Catherine new her brother was a good boy, totally devoted to the goddess that the magick and power they knew, should only be used in times of dire need, that he took the 'whatever you cast out, returns three fold' rule seriously.

Maybe she should.

Catherine watched as Inu-Yasha shifted Kagome to one hand as the newly free hand snaked up to Kagome's chest. Inu-Yasha began to kiss and nibble Kagome's neck. Kagome had tilted her head so he could get at her neck easier. Kagome's left hand fondled Inu-Yasha's ear and the right frantically trying to untie his haori (Japanese formal coat).

Inu-Yasha sunk his teeth into Kagome's skin drawing out blood; it was accidental but was usually a sign that said that Kagome was his forever, in the act to arouse her and make any future mating more pleasurable. Inu-Yasha licked the wound clean, Kagome just moaned in pleasure. Inu-Yasha fell backwards bring Kagome with him. Inu-Yasha fell hard to the ground, but that didn't matter at that moment now did it? Kagome was now straddling Inu-Yasha as he licked his lips trying to savor the sweet metallic taste of Kagome's blood, she leaned down and kissed Inu-Yasha getting a taste for her own blood. The blood didn't appeal to her as much as it had Inu-Yasha. Kagome sat straight once more and in a teasing manor slowly began to take off her shirt.

Catherine laughed at her own evilness Kagome's shirt was off and her strange binding material was almost off, "That's enough," stated Catherine simply. Samuel looked at her hopefully; he wasn't exactly sure why she stopped them. He was hoping because the little show had gone on all night and it was almost Samhain, the magick in the world grew heavy, or was it simply the veil between worlds was growing thin, and that which had once belonged, belonged again?

Strange foreign words reached Inu-Yasha's ears he starred at the half naked Kagome sitting on him. He was frozen in shock and so was she, it wasn't till a light autumn breeze racked the secret lovers reminding Kagome her shirt was a few meters away, and Inu-Yasha's Haori had some how became a bed.

Kagome quickly got off of Inu-Yasha and scrambled to her shirt, in all the same Inu-Yasha was to his feet picking up his shirt. He sniffed the air, a lingering scent of roses and humans filled his nose, and his ears could pick up a low giggle and the annoyed breathing of the second human a male. Inu-Yasha growled.

"What happened? What's wrong, who is there? Miroku?" asked a very nervous and red Kagome. The truth of the matter was neither was sure what had happened, only the end product.

"No, not Miroku. It's humans though, two of them. The girl is giggling I think she is the cause of this, whatever this was!" replied Inu-Yasha, he began to stalk towards Catherine and Samuel, who had no clue what was going on, thanks to the language barrier, all they knew was that their was a very angry half daemon stalking towards them. With a simple invisibility spell, the two fled rather silently.

The sent waned and Inu-Yasha grew frustrated he could see a few tree branches sway in the opposite direction from the way the wind blew against him bringing the foreign scent to his nose. Inu-Yasha was confused things moved and smelled but weren't there. As the wind changed a new scent attacked Inu-Yasha's nose, tears.

Kagome was crying she didn't know why, could it have been that Inu-Yasha was happy with whatever intimacy happened between them under the waning crescent moon. Or that she almost went too far for comfort, whatever the reason was, she cried.

Inu-Yasha turned to a frozen Kagome, most likely because in her aroused state… Inu-Yasha lost that train of thought and was surprised to smell that she still wanted him, he looked at her red cheeks and blue lips, at the way her hair flew around her head in the wind. She was cold because her body had been feeding off the heat of Inu-Yasha's. Inu-Yasha sighed no use in trying to catch and invisible foe; he looked up at the moon it was now the next day only minutes past midnight. Whatever they had been doing they were doing for more then six hours, and they had been still clothed he hated/wondered how long actually mating with Kagome would be.

Inu-Yasha walked towards Kagome, taking off his haori. Kagome visibly stiffened, with a wiry smile Inu-Yasha wiped away Kagome's tears and wrapped his haori around Kagome's frozen body. "Please don't cry Kagome I hate it when you cry… look I'm sorry, I don't know what happened."

Kagome sniffed and whispered a lone word, "Osuwari." Before she head off sprinting towards the village. She hadn't gotten far before she cursed herself for not going home. The soft laughter of children reached Kagome's ears and than the laughing turned sour to a soft muffled cry. Kagome stopped her running and looked around till off to the side she saw two small children of iridescent proportions Kagome even swore that the children were see-through. But Kagome blamed it on her teary eyes and the glow of the sliver of moon. The child, who was not crying, was stoning the young girl who was on the forest floor.

"Hey stop that!" yelled Kagome stepping towards the children, the girl looked at Kagome with hopeful teary eyes, the boy that was throwing rocks paid no heed, "Hey! Stop That! You're hurting her! What are you two doing out so late anyways?"

Kagome suddenly felt a hand on her arm; she looked over her shoulder to see a shocked Inu-Yasha. Inu-Yasha looked at the children, they were familiar to him he had tried to save their lives at Kikyou's request 51 years ago when a demon attacked. The boy didn't live the youkai killed him, upon inspecting the bodies it was apparent that the human child had been adopted by the raccoon demon, and the boy had stoned her to death because of it.

"Inu-Yasha?" Kagome question concern filled her voice.

Inu-Yasha slowly returned to reality, "I know them…"

"Good you can help me," said Kagome as she walked towards the children. Inu-Yasha put a hand on her shoulder to stop her, "Inu-Yasha? He is going to kill her!"

"Too late…" replied Inu-Yasha.

Kagome turned to completely look at him; her voice was a bit shaky, "What do you mean too late? She is still crying."

"They're Konpaku, Kagome they died 51 years ago," replied Inu-Yasha who still watched the children in disbelief. Kagome too starred in disbelief until a bat flew low and through the boy's head in an attempt to catch a bug for dinner.

Kagome screamed and ran off once more towards the village. Inu-Yasha caught Kagome between the ghosts and the village; neither could be seen. Inu-Yasha pulled Kagome into a fierce hug to quell her fears and screams before she could rouse the entire village.

She had begun to calm down when a giggling girl broke through the foliage. Her laugh was like bells, she was rather tall and lithe, her hair long and dark, her skin pale and soft. She wore a flowing white dress, and walked with grace. The wind seemed to not rustle her long flowing hair. Kagome seemed entranced by her voice it was like music, "Calm ye self child, no need to fret over such spirits."

Kagome buried her head deeper into Inu-Yasha's shoulder and cried, "Inu-Yasha look another one look!" Inu-Yasha let go of Kagome putting her protectively behind his back. He looked where she had, there was nothing a shadow of a tall human figure that belonged to no body but that was all.

"Only humans can see me child. Do not fret I mean no harm; let me explain. I am Roa I am one of the Sidhe (pronounced: Shee), on the first of May and the 31st of October are moving days when we switch houses. We can only fully materialize in front of humans, that is why your betrothed cannot see me, he must either a four-leaf clover in his hat or believe, for believing is seeing," said the figure that currently only Kagome could hear and see.

"Why are you telling me this?" asked Kagome, Inu-Yasha shot her a questioning look.

"Yes I suppose you are right I could just mess with your head but the Wiccans already did that. Now tis only the girl with no respect for her religion, she abuses her power. Her brother is solely good; blame them not. Now child go to nod, you lack efficient sleep, it is already of the light hours," replied Roa, she gave Kagome a smile and then walked off into the woods. Kagome looked at Inu-Yasha he looked tired as well. While on their short walk into the village Kagome told Inu-Yasha what Roa had said. Upon entering the hut both Inu-Yasha and Kagome were out like a light.

Little did either of them know, that beside the point; that rouge witches, ghosts, and faeries were the least of their problems. They had awakened both Miroku and Sango. With unspoken words through the shadows they decided that upon a later hour that both Kagome and Inu-Yasha would be aloud to sleep.

A blood curdling scream, broke the still arousing any late risers, if only late by five minutes, seconds later the whole village was screaming death, and the blood smell assaulted Inu-Yasha bringing him to consciousness faster then the screams had.

Both Kagome and Inu-Yasha flew to their tired feet, receiving not nearly enough sleep. Rushing out the hut and into the village the first and foremost was that every hut was adorned with blood. Smeared on the path, and on doorframes, someone was rather busy the night before Inu-Yasha could smell blood hours old, some that had just chilled and even some that was newly spilled. He cursed the ghost and the Sidhe for making him forget to check the area for safety.

Cautiously Inu-Yasha and Kagome entered the closest hut to the left, this hut already had its new decoration dried. Dried blood or not the sight was sickening, the sounds heart wrenching.

The daughter of the family had obviously not neared her mother once upon awakening; it was a parent the way her father held her back. The only non-blood stain part of either relative of the deceased was where the tears had washed away in lines of pink. The hut didn't fair much better, though there was an artistic touch to it, the blood splatters seamed to have been random and yet deliberate. Hand prints, and blood streaks made by fingers roamed all over. Blood at one time even dripped from the ceiling.

The deceased was a mangled mess, her right leg missing. There was gnaw marks by her hip showing how it was severed. The sign of an animal? Oh no! The death of the poor lady was from the many knife stabs to her upper body. She was decapitated and her arms were removed, one in more then one piece. Her heart had been removed and the blood left in its chambers sucked dry.

Kagome jumped in fright as in her path was a glassy eyeball, she almost heaved and in an act to stop such an action she looked up seeing the flies had already begun to swarm the corpse. Gagging, but not quite to its extent Kagome turned to the fear, shock frozen family, the father smoothing out the blood encrusted hair of his daughter's. Tears welled in Kagome's eyes she whisper, "I'm so sorry, I'll send Miroku right away."

With those barely audible words Kagome flood the massacre. Upon exiting the hut Kagome tripped and fell over the marred and bloody torso that had lain there forgotten. Her head smacked into the pool of warm sticky blood that covered a very hard rough rock. It took Kagome a second for her newly found pounding headache to lessen and for her mind to register that she was indeed lying in fresh blood. Lifting her upper body off the ground Kagome looked back to see the source of her disgusting and rather painful fall.

Inu-Yasha ran out of the hut at the sound of the bile turning scream. To be met with the sight of Kagome attempting to crawl away from the hut while kicking away the mangled body part. She screamed until her hand came in contact with something cold and round. That was when she turned her attention back to where she was going. There under her hand lay an arm only from wrist to elbow, most of the skin and muscles had been eaten off just a centimeter above her finger. The whole arm was covered thickly in insects as they began to attach themselves to Kagome and bite at her warm flesh.

Kagome screamed once again, this time in pain, while Inu-Yasha stood frozen in shock. Kagome frantically brushed off the bugs that continued to bite, while trying to fight the bile that rose in her throat. But to no avail, from the lack of breakfast stomach acid poured from her mouth and onto the severed gnawed limb. Strangely it help dislodge the insects.

The second the bugs where off her and she stopped retching Kagome was up and running into the next hut, Inu-Yasha who finally snapped out of his trance, was fast on her heels. Only to find that within each hut it was the same only the time of death was different, in some homes the blood that dripped from the ceiling was cold, others hot, and in some it could drip no more. Each victim had also one missing body part rather leg or arm, and all were chewed off. The victim always seemed female, or child. The only males found dead were young boys. In houses where infants were slaughtered, a second older family member had also lost their life.

Sango had gone for an early walk shortly after the arrival of Kagome and Inu-Yasha. While in the woods she had heard the blood curdling screams and hurried hesitantly back. On her way back to the village she was surprised to hear many alarmed screams from the women in the rice fields. A scream of a woman who had been groped, and with that scream came a deep laugh, "I'm a titty-toucher!" Sango turned towards the fields expecting to see a certain lecherous monk. Sango was shocked beyond compare to see that not a male was in sight.

Sango's face grew red hot as she felt her own chest being squeezed and hearing the same lecherous remark. Sango looked down angrily, to see no one. Sango looked into her kimono and saw nothing out of the ordinary but a small piece of red string. (A/N: It's a Barabao, which originally live in Venice Italy, but it serves my purpose; to freak out Sango, before she sees the carnage.) Sango quickened her pace only to find blood and a very busy Miroku and Kaede. Before reaching the village she was shocked to see an estrange villager covered in blood quickly making way to the fields.

From behind Sango came a crying man. He had awakened to find his daughter and infant son massacred and covered in blood himself. He was shocked to find the blood hot and sticky. Believing perhaps his wife, who had left moment before he had stirred from his slumber, knew of anything. Upon reaching where his wife should have been, he saw the newly made blood red rice, fertilized with newly hacked human flesh.

In the muck and mud of the rice field laid the hacked bodies of all fifteen of the women workers. The mud a usual dark brown almost black color that lay under the semi-clear water, only broken by the rice stocks and the feet of harvesters, had a reddish hue. The water was a deep wine red as if the blood was never diluted.

Much as the houses the death and placement of the bodies was deliberate, but unlike the houses there was not doubt that this was deliberate. Heart's only moistened by red mud lay all in a pile, one or two had been taken, possibly to be feasted on later. All left arms and right legs were nowhere to be found. Although toes, fingers, noses, eyes, and ears littered the walking path between the fields. At each crossing was a pile of blood soaked robes.

A husband of one of the newly found victims stood under a nearby tree at the edge of the line of severed fingers and such. In his shocked and horrified state he took a step forward and under his foot squished the optic nerve of a poor woman's eye. With a scream the arch of his foot fell on the eyeball and before it could completely loose the spherical shape under his foot it rolled.

The man fell back on the blood soaked bark of the tree and seconds later something large and wet hit his head and rolled to the side of him. Before looking at the offending object he felt liquid slowly run down his forehead and catch at his brow for a second. Looking cross-eyed upwards the man still could not see the offending liquid till a drop of red fell in front of his eye. He looked quickly down at the feeling of the drop splattering on the back of his hand. Blood. Cold blood, so whatever had hit his head did not cause him to bleed.

Looking to the side, he saw the unidentifiable eyeless, nose less, earless, as well as jawless and tongue less blood red head. In his shock he looked back at the site of the massacre to make note that the naked female torsos were arranged in the center in a circle and the remaining arms and legs in the center. But nowhere were the heads, or the severed jaws, and tongues.

Shacking slightly the frightened man took no heed to the head beside him or the eyes and fingers in his lap from the fall, and looked up at the tree. In the thick foliage tied to bloodied branches by hair were the now fourteen heads. The man screamed bloody murder, literally.

Only described as a giggle a deep throaty male giggle reached the ears of the petrified man, "You know male blood is not so sweet and the meat a lot tougher. Oh well beggars can't be choosey, but than again I'm not begging I'm taking! To sacrifice a man, in slow torture, to ensure that all maidens blood is sweet and at least one out there can satisfy not just my bloodlust," the maniacal laugh was heard once more striking fear in the heart of the devil himself.

Just the evil laugh of the invisible foe and the sheer carnage that surrounded the area, the man pissed his pants and as the laughter grew in volume, an invisible knife played across his skin. Cutting his clothes and lightly scratching the skin, the cuts that although not deep sting.

The man screamed, and screamed in volumes un-mastered by mortals, his hair growing white in fright, as claws joined the knife. Suddenly everything was silent, deathly silent. The poor villager coughed and sputtered blood as it dripped slowly down his chin, what was left of his already torn shirt was soaked in the thick hot red liquid that poured shamelessly from the marred skin and jugulars. The man slowly lifted a shacking hand to his throat. And if he could he would scream, for hanging from his throat by a thread was his own larynx and with it his voice box.

He was still alive after all that, the man lay slump against the tree wishing he could scream in pain, wishing for death as the invisible demon broke off each finger and toe. Tears streamed from his eyes, down his face, until he had no more eyes to cry from. With what consciousness he had left the man felt a weight on his legs, and than a knife stab just barely missing his heart and the knife was slowly pulled out only to be slowly and shakily plunged back into the man's beaten flesh right above the first stab wound and this torture, continued well after the man lost consciousness and life. When it was no longer torture but pleasure and a game to the insane homicidal maniac.

In the chaos, the villagers that were left alive, sadly agreed to leave their dead until the knowledge that the murder was gone, had reached their ears. Woman and children being its target were hustled out of the village and into the woods under protective cover of men.

Inu-Yasha firmly grabbed Kagome's wrist, and gave one last fleeting look at Miroku and Sango, which told them where Inu-Yasha and Kagome were going. In a swift moment Kagome found herself on Inu-Yasha's back and seconds later she was falling down the well while on Inu-Yasha's back.

They landed safely in Kagome's time but to her own and Inu-Yasha's horror severed body parts rained down upon them. Upon the unwilling inspection each leg or arm was partially eaten, "Well, now we know where the murderer was keeping the leftovers," said Kagome with a dry humor. Inu-Yasha just smirked and leapt out of the well. They hurriedly entered the house upon which both wished to bathe. Kagome was slightly saddened to find that her family was away most likely at the supermarket.

"Feh, wench go take a bath, and hurry,' said Inu-Yasha pushing Kagome towards the bathroom.

"No, no your nose is stronger, the blood stench on you must be killing you. Go take a bath," Kagome politely replied.

"I can smell it on you too, besides ladies first," replied Inu-Yasha.

"…Oh no, I... We… left our friend there, to die!" exclaimed Kagome finally given the chance to think over Inu-Yasha's actions.

"Keh! They'll live! Don't worry will go back soon, it's just… I… don't… I don't want you… to… to die," chocked out Inu-Yasha. Kagome silently nodded and proceeded to take a shower.

While Inu-Yasha was in the shower, Kagome heard a knock on the door; with her wet hair still in a towel Kagome answered the door to spy none other than Roa. Kagome gasped and stepped back into the house, the door remained ajar.

"Calm ye self, I am not here to harm you," said Roa in a calm music like voice.

"But how did you get through the well?" asked Kagome the Roa before her wasn't a day older from the previous time they had met.

"Its moving day, child. I love Japan so much this is where I winter. I went through no well, only the ages. Sidhe age much slower, than humans," answered Roa.

Kagome nodded, "What are you here for?"

"Perceptive you are, know that I should be stealing Saki, car keys, and playing tricks on humans, not helping ye. But ye must heed my words, return to the past. The villagers blame Sidhe as well as the Wiccans, who only speak English. I speak English, but the villagers will not hear a stranger. The darkness grows on this night of Samhain, and soon fellow man is pitched against each other. You must see that it is neither fault of Sidhe, man, nor Wiccan, the killings are. A daemon from another world called an As Sas'sin. Usually such creatures don't leave their world, but this one was forced because of a Wiccan rule. The Wiccan rule of three, what you cast out for evil or good returns to thee source three fold. Combined with the rule that says no caster can cast spells that manipulate free will such as love spells. The female Wiccan, she ignored the rules and cast a love spell on you and your betrothed. Since ye already loved each other the spell morphed to lust. Lust of shy lovers, one fold after is: Lust of friend, two fold after is: Lust of strangers, three fold after is: Lust of strangers till death. Roughly and theoretically speaking of course. The Wiccan will die it is her fate, but the As Sas'sin must die as well…" said Roa.

Kagome stared at the Sidhe in awe as she slowly digested all that was said and decoded it in her head. Kagome slowly nodded, "And who, and how is this As Sas'sin to be killed?"

"You and Inu-Yasha, how you Shinto shrine maiden, rid your world of daemons," With that Roa turned and left. Seconds later a clean Inu-Yasha appeared behind her. Kagome quickly explained everything to Inu-Yasha, and with an umbrella in hand they set off to the well.

Umbrella open Kagome and Inu-Yasha jumped into the well together the blue light engulfed them and seconds later the umbrella was being bombarded by body parts. Once clear of the falling maggot filled carnage, Inu-Yasha leapt out of the well with Kagome. Both were shocked to see the entire village huddled on the ground, the woman and children surrounded by men.

Due to the few newly spilled sobs, it was apparent that now people were simply disappearing from within the 'protective' circle, and in their place was either an old tongue or teeth. Kagome and Inu-Yasha looked around there was many knew faces, to Inu-Yasha only two, two blondes.

The blondes spoke in a feverish foreign language, which Kagome recognized as English. While the villagers were blaming the death upon them. For hours as the numbers dwindled Kagome tried to quell all suspicions of Sidhe and Wiccan acting as translator as much as possible.

Inu-Yasha sat on the ground back to the forest, although one ear was cocked in the trees general direction. Kagome was nestled in his lap he refused to loose her, how was she to kill it if she disappeared? Every time a new girl disappeared he could not smell any new scents that irritated him immensely. Though when blood was spilled he pointed to the direction it was, and gave a estimate of how far.

In the beginning men would leave in search of the girl, but none ever returned. If they had looked up to the color changing foliage, the soft yellow and browns, and a few red. They would have seen more eaves turn red from unnatural cause, from fresh blood. Soon the searchers didn't leave the huddle.

Catherine finally earned her turn to disappear. Samuel shook his head he knew this was her punishment. He him self had apologized to Inu-Yasha and Kagome more than need be, for his sister.

Inu-Yasha's keen ears picked up the far off sounds of a lustful rough sex, then the expected death's scream. The lecherous sound's never ceased, until all was completely still. This time the there was no smell of blood, in the air, but Inu-Yasha knew Catherine lay dead, with a broken neck. Upon Catherine's death it was nearing an hour before midnight, when most of the horrors would end.

Inu-Yasha decided to ignore the out side world for a second and concentrate on the feeling of Kagome in his lap. It felt so warm and right, and in his heart Inu-Yasha knew he loved her. He loved her scent and the feel of her back against his… and than it was gone!

Inu-Yasha looked around frantically, the girl that was in Inu-Yasha's lap had simple disappeared. He sniffed the air and ground and caught her scent she wasn't far and alive. Inu-Yasha smiled this time there was a familiar scent to follow, and he would follow it and end it here. He looked for Kaede and sadly saw that she had been taken while Inu-Yasha and Kagome were in Kagome's time.

His ears flattened to his head and than he saw the carelessly discarded bow and quiver. Inu-Yasha scooped them up and raced off towards Kagome.

It was a wonder no one ever found this As Sas'sin, there was a trail of blood and body parts leading strait to as larger pile that was owned by Kagome's kidnapper.

As midnight approached Inu-Yasha met face to face with the As' Sas'sin. The As Sas'sin looked like a blood red hairless human that smelled of blood. He wore tattered garb; a belt hung low revealing his mainly licked-clean knives. His fingernails were sharp almost claw like, and his canines were fangs. Inu-Yasha wished her could see the demons face but it was covered in crusted and cold blood.

With a swipe of Tetsusaiga the As Sas'sin's hand retracted letting go of his grip on Kagome. In a blink of an eye, Kagome was standing behind the protection of Inu-Yasha, who handed her the bow and quiver.

Kagome dropped the quiver only one arrow in hand. She notched it and took a deep breath gathering all her miko energy. She pulled back and the arrow was engulfed in her miko energy the pinkish light.

The As Sas'sin stared at her in a gapping wonder. Kagome let the arrow fly. As the arrow flew towards the heart of the other worldly daemon, it bowed. The As Sas'sin bowed as if acknowledging that it was his time to die. If they were in London Big Ben would have struck twelve, seconds after Kagome's arrow hit its mark. The body of the As Sas'sin disappeared and Kagome passed out from exhaustion.

Kagome awoke with the sun low in the sky preparing for night there was a cloth on her head and a hanyou hand in hers. She had been asleep for three days everyone was properly buried, and the blood was washed clean. Everything was back to normal, as much as it ever could.

Author's Note: I hope you liked it. I made up the As Sas'sin I know not of a daemon by that name. I would greatly like to hear what everyone thought of the updated version.

-Na