"Inu-Yasha!"
He looked at the young woman in shock, and felt anger cloud his heart. He lifted his hand to touch the arrow briefly, and his eyes clouded over. "Damn you, Kikyo," he muttered to himself, as his eyes closed.
The priestess lowered her bow and arrow, her features collapsing. "Inu- Yasha..." She dropped to her knees, and tried to ignore her grief as her sister and the villagers crowded around her. Her fingers touched her side, drawing away blood. She hesitated for a moment before drawing out the Shikon no Tama. "So much grief... All for this one thing..." she whispered to herself, blinking back tears.
Kikyo straightened slightly, wincing at the pain as she did so. "Kaede, please." She held out the jewel towards her little sister. "Burn this with my remains."
Tearfully, the young girl tried to deny her sister's coming demise. But as the villagers attempted to bear her back to the village, the priestess Kikyo died.
***
His ear twitched, and groggily, he swatted at a fly that had landed on it. Annoyed with himself, Inu-Yasha forced his mind to clear. He felt a slight pain in his shoulder, and as he glanced at his shoulder, he saw the arrow.
His mind cleared instantly, and he remembered what had happened. With a growl, he yanked the arrow from the tree. For once in her life, Kikyo's aim had been off; the arrow had only nicked him as it hit the tree. The arrow shimmered and disappeared as he pulled it away. The last of his sleepiness wore off as the arrow disappeared.
"Damn you, Kikyo!" He repeated his last words before his sleep, this time as a yell. They'd had an understanding... He hadn't thought she'd betray him like this. A hard look settled over Inu-Yasha's face, and he cracked his knuckles. She'd pay for that betrayal.
***
He hadn't thought he'd find the village in mourning, and Kikyo's body on a funeral pyre. The dog-demon watched from a tree as respects were paid, and prayers were said for the dead priestess. His expression softened slightly for a few moments as he watched.
The Shikon no Tama lay in her hands. The pyre had yet to be lit; the elders were approaching with the torches now. Inu-Yasha glared down at the dead woman, all of his anger returning at the sight of the jewel. Even if she hadn't honored her end of the agreement, he would take the jewel. He jumped down before the pyre, and snatched the jewel from Kikyo's cold hands.
It was easy enough to avoid the villagers' arrows and attacks; none of them were skilled in the art of fighting demons, as Kikyo had been. Clutching his prize, Inu-Yasha left civilization behind in the darkness of the forest.
He looked at the young woman in shock, and felt anger cloud his heart. He lifted his hand to touch the arrow briefly, and his eyes clouded over. "Damn you, Kikyo," he muttered to himself, as his eyes closed.
The priestess lowered her bow and arrow, her features collapsing. "Inu- Yasha..." She dropped to her knees, and tried to ignore her grief as her sister and the villagers crowded around her. Her fingers touched her side, drawing away blood. She hesitated for a moment before drawing out the Shikon no Tama. "So much grief... All for this one thing..." she whispered to herself, blinking back tears.
Kikyo straightened slightly, wincing at the pain as she did so. "Kaede, please." She held out the jewel towards her little sister. "Burn this with my remains."
Tearfully, the young girl tried to deny her sister's coming demise. But as the villagers attempted to bear her back to the village, the priestess Kikyo died.
***
His ear twitched, and groggily, he swatted at a fly that had landed on it. Annoyed with himself, Inu-Yasha forced his mind to clear. He felt a slight pain in his shoulder, and as he glanced at his shoulder, he saw the arrow.
His mind cleared instantly, and he remembered what had happened. With a growl, he yanked the arrow from the tree. For once in her life, Kikyo's aim had been off; the arrow had only nicked him as it hit the tree. The arrow shimmered and disappeared as he pulled it away. The last of his sleepiness wore off as the arrow disappeared.
"Damn you, Kikyo!" He repeated his last words before his sleep, this time as a yell. They'd had an understanding... He hadn't thought she'd betray him like this. A hard look settled over Inu-Yasha's face, and he cracked his knuckles. She'd pay for that betrayal.
***
He hadn't thought he'd find the village in mourning, and Kikyo's body on a funeral pyre. The dog-demon watched from a tree as respects were paid, and prayers were said for the dead priestess. His expression softened slightly for a few moments as he watched.
The Shikon no Tama lay in her hands. The pyre had yet to be lit; the elders were approaching with the torches now. Inu-Yasha glared down at the dead woman, all of his anger returning at the sight of the jewel. Even if she hadn't honored her end of the agreement, he would take the jewel. He jumped down before the pyre, and snatched the jewel from Kikyo's cold hands.
It was easy enough to avoid the villagers' arrows and attacks; none of them were skilled in the art of fighting demons, as Kikyo had been. Clutching his prize, Inu-Yasha left civilization behind in the darkness of the forest.
