Ok, so this is my first story, so be gentle, plz. I love Sess/Kag. fics and I will try my best to keep them both in character. If you have ideas or comments that could help, let me know, k? thanks
Now! Onward!
Disclaimer: No matter how much I wish it differently, I don't own Inuyasha or anything to do with Inuyasha. sigh
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Chapter 1: Get away
She couldn't stop. She had to run. Don't look behind you, you'll lose two steps.
Run.
No matter how much her legs ached or how her lungs raged for air. No matter how much her wounds screamed or how much her heart cried.
She had watched them all perish. One by one. She fought; she fought as hard as her tiny human body allowed, but it wasn't enough.
Inuyasha's last plea was for her to run, to go home.
Anger flooded her. She wanted revenge, more than that, on that evil hanyou that caused everyone she loved so much pain. It was all his doing.
--Flash back--
She didn't know how he found out about Inuyasha's huma night, but he did. Of course, the damn coward waited until everyone was sleeping to attack. For days, he pounded his minions against them. He never gain them any rest at all. Inuyasha alone hasn't slept in days. By the time the new moon came, he all but passed out in exhaustion. When the fighting started, he was sluggish, not even with the adrenalin pumping through him was he able to be at his best. With their strongest player out for the count, they were slowly and steadily succumbing to exhaustion.
The hoard of youkia was more like a small army. With so many demons and extremely fatigued shard hunters, someone was going to mess up.
Miroku was the first.
He was using his wind tunnel. His eyes blurred for one moment as fatigue set in, but that was all that was needed. Two of Naraku's poison insects inserted themselves into the air void. In an instant the tunnel closed, he clutched his hand to his chest as the venom spread paralyzing pain. He never saw it coming, but he certainly felt it hit him. He cried out in agony as the demons bit into him, taking off chunks of flesh and muscle. He was still alive as they tore off one arm, followed by his leg up to the knee.
Every one tried so hard to get to him. They fought like they never had before. It seemed like if they killed on another twenty or so would take its place.
Sango was second.
In anguish over her mutilated love, she was pulled to far into the cluster of demons. Kagome yelled at her to back away, that she was in too deep. Sango didn't hear her warning. She couldn't hear anything over roar of the demons. She slashed and sliced her way deeper and deeper. She didn't notice that she was in to deep until it was too late. The demons seemed to think that she would be the better meal and quickly turned on her. Biting out chunks much like what they did to the monk.
By that time, Kagome had turned to Shippou and told him that he had to run. She had to help Inuyasha. He had protested and pleaded to stay and help, but she didn't sway on her decision. She loved that kit like her own son. She be damned if she would let anything happen to him. She had watched him go and found it hard to swallow around the lump that appeared in her throat. Tears burned their way to the surface, and she brushed them away and cleared her vision.
Inuyasha was last.
Tetsusaiga wouldn't transform for him in his human state. He was forced to use a standard, regular sword. He was surrounded by a hundred youkai, but he fought his hardest and managed to cut that number in half. Dawn was fast approaching. Only a little more and he would have his demon strength back. He never made it. One of the worm like youkai dove from the sky and nearly bit his arm clean off. He dropped the sword and turned to look at Kagome; he pleaded with his eyes. 'Run! Get to the well!' he had screamed.
She had watched him for all of two seconds before she took off. Tears blurred her vision, and she wiped them away angrily.
She made it to the clearing that contained the mysterious well. Breathing a sigh of relief, she ran up to it. But, instead of immediately jumping in, she made a mistake. Kagome turned one last time to look at her second home; the sight that greeted her nearly made her scream.
The demons were behind her, not more that a breath away.
She was flung aside like a rag-doll. Kagome, poor little miko, watched in horror as Naraku's minions took away her only way home.
The ancient well gave way under the pressure of the youkai attack. Kagome tried; she really did, to defend the well. There is only so much she can do with a bow and arrows. She did, however, take out many. Theirs numbers decreased till only seven remained.
It was still enough to destroy the well.
The miko was forced into running. She couldn't do hand-to-hand combat with a bow. Hell, she couldn't even do it with a sword! She was too weak to fight them all.
So, with her bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, she ran for all she was worth.
--End Flashback--
Kagome stole a glance behind her. A serpent demon, mouth open wide, venom dripping from its fangs, was diving down, going in for the kill. With a frightened cry, she thrust the arrow in her hand into the eye of the serpent. It cried out in pain as Kagome's purifying energy coursed through it. The demon crumbled into glittering, pure dust, and Kagome ran again.
The miko grabbed another arrow and waited to feel one get close enough. She felt rather proud of herself for thinking of this, after all, all demons had different speeds. Guerilla attacks. Hit and run type of thing.
So she was surprised when one jumped in front of her. She dove to the side to evade the onslaught. She missed the brunt of it, but still got hit. Three long claw marks adorned her side.
Pushing back the pain, she strung the bow and fired in less than time than it took the youkai to realize it missed. The blast took out two others.
Three left. She couldn't see them, but her miko senses were telling her that they were there. So she ran away. Ahead she could see a break in the forest.
'Maybe I can better defend myself in the clearing. At least I will be able to see from all sides.' Kagome knew she was far beyond tired, and she needed to do something fast. With the last push, she broke through the web of trees into the small meadow.
She gasped at the carnage of the scene. Countless bodies of demons covered the area like a blanket. The smell was horrid, like the corpses were baking during the daytime. If she wasn't so bone-weary, she would have gagged. She stumbled over the bodies, still going with her original plan. She was about to turn around when a spec of white caught her eye. Upon closer inspection, which involves nearing falling over the carcasses, she discovered a very bloody, unconscious Sesshomaru.
A noise caught her attention, and she turned. The demons were fast approaching. Quickly she glanced down at the passed out demon lord. She felt the oddest need to protect him. He was vulnerable, defenseless. What if the demons decided to eat him instead? He was the easiest meal. She shuddered. No, she couldn't let him die. He was the only one she knew in this era, even if they weren't on such great terms with him hating humans and all. She didn't know where to go or who to turn to. Besides, it simply was not in her nature to let defenceless thing die. 'Maybe…' she thought.
She focused on the approaching demons. She managed to take one out, but the other two were too close for her bow. She dodged the swipe of its claws, tumbling on the corpses. She hastily looked around for a weapon; anything would do. There not two feet from her was a wicked sword.
She grabbed it and turned in time to thrust it in the belly of the beast. Using all her strength, she pushed the sword down then to the side. Suddenly she was drenched in blood and intestines. The demon fell to the side revealing the last demon almost on top of her. She gasped, staring wide-eyed at the lizard demon as it made a downward arch with its claw.
Before she was hit something glowing struck it. And it too fell as its head flopped unnaturally to the side. Tearing her gaze away from the youkai, she looked to where the glowing thing came from. She found her self looking at a very awake demon lord.