Sorry. Forgot the disclaimer the first time around.
The idea is mine, the characters aren't although I have changed Usagi as I saw fit to help the progression of my plot.
The Words Finally Heard
A Tragic End
She struggled to her feet, blood pouring from the numerous wounds on her body. Across the battlefield she saw that her other half was suffering the same fate, wounded grievously and wrestling with the urge to give up. She would not give up. She had too much to fight for. If they failed in this task, her loved ones would reap the disastrous consequences that would most certainly arise. For them she would continue to fight.
' Keiryu, can you keep on fighting?'
'What do you think ane-chan? We have no choice but to fight to our death. He must be stopped.'
'I am so sorry that we did not get a chance for you to experience more. I got to fall in love and you remained in darkness.'
'Oh, ane-chan. Don't ever think you failed me or that you don't deserve love. I am happy for you. If you must know, given half the chance I would have probably fallen for him as well. I saw through your eyes and experienced everything you did. I can only hope that you get a chance to go back and, this time, embrace him.'
"Are you ladies up for more? I never would have thought you enjoyed receiving pain so much but I'm just the youkai to give it to you." crowed Naraku, his monstrous form disgusting to behold.
"Don't you mean hanyou?" taunted Keiryu.
"Teme! I will make you regret your words!" Naraku roared.
"Aren't we the sensitive one," mocked Seirou before coughing up some blood.
Naraku did not bother responding this time, although she could see by the tightening of his facial features that she had gotten to him. His attack came suddenly, a punch to the face that broke the arm she used in her attempt to block. Instead she was thrown back into the trunk of the sacred cherry blossom behind her, a huge tree that contained the essence of power, of life.
"Seirou!" screamed Keiryu.
She launched her own attack at the thing that had been a dark haired young man. In revealing his true hanyou form, Naraku had shown how monstrous the transformation from human to hanyou had made him; a medley of different youkai all trapped within his misshapen body, their evil adding to his until all that was felt, all his essence was darkness and malignance.
Attacking viciously, she tried to land punches and kicks to his soft, bulbous form but his speed and powers blocked her every attempt. What little energy she had left was rapidly dwindling to the point of defencelessness. There was no other choice left. It had to be done. While it might not be enough to take him down, it would be enough to weaken him and make it easier for the approaching group to take him out.
Chanting the words beneath her breath, she opened her link to Seirou and with words of love and apology to her motionless twin, she completed the ritual that would allow her to join with Seirou.
'I am sorry that it had to come to this. I will miss you as much as you will miss me.' Seirou responded, going through her own part of the ritual. Her chanting done with heavy breathing as she managed the pain of a shattered arm and countless bruising and fractures.
'It doesn't matter. I always lived through you but it is time we became as we were meant to be.'
Ritual complete, the words of joining spoken, the two halfs of the Balance, the ying and yang of Chikyuu, became one in a flash of light.
Momentarily blinded, Naraku regained his vision to see ithat nstead of one fallen warrior under his poisoned claws, no one before him. Looking around he was startled by the sight of a beautiful woman, her hair silver and black, her eyes black with the merest circle of white to represent her iris and detachment in the very way she held herself. Not that she was unharmed. There were wounds all over her body and her right arm hung limply at her side. These visible signs of weakness relaxed him. Confident that he could take her out, Shugoshin or not, he laughed evilly and launched his most deadly attack.
Waiting for him to come closer, she readied her own attack, the ultimate and final attack as she had little energy to do more. After that all will rely on the reincarnated priestess and her hanyou beau. There was no true death for her, just the endless duty of ensuring the balance is not tipped to far off the scale.
'I am sorry Sesshoumaru-sama.'
With those last words she rushed forward to meet Naraku with her final attack blazing before her, the dragons of light and darkness ready to devour him.
Far away from the scarred battlefield a recovering youkai woke from a healing sleep upon hearing whispered words of apology and dread filled his heart. His beloved would never hear his words of love if she left this mortal coil. That was most unacceptable.
Well minna, that was the first of the three chapter finale of the Words Trilogy. I finally got my groove back and will be doing my best to complete what stories I can. Expect the next chapter next week and the final week after. I also want to say thanks to all of you who reviewed and added the story to favourites or put it or me on alerts. I appreciate all the support.
Hope y'all had a Merry Christmas and I'm wishing you all the best for the coming New Year!!!
