Tainted
by: Naraku's Dark Soul
Theme: #29, Teacher (for 30deathfics), #63 Masterpiece (for
50darkfics)
Warning: Character Death.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and do not make any profit from this
story.
Miasma rolled over every surface, coating everything in its purple haze. She walked unfazed through Naraku's destructive vapor even as it consumed all else in its path. Her eyes and lungs which had once burned from the toxic exposure were now immune to its effects. In the past, she would have been sickened by it, weakened, but she was different now. i Corrupted. /i Her purity tainted. And she liked it that way.
Once, she had been a pure and beautiful being, the light of her soul shining bright for many. Now she was all alone, her soul blemished, shrouded in darkness.
Oh, it had all started out innocently enough, she being her usual caring self, trying desperately to help someone in need. But he had been waiting for her at the center of his web, drawing her in with his sweet lies; his mysterious eyes distracting her as he wound her heart in silk. Threads the color of night crept slowly into her soul, spreading decay far and wide inside of her. The darkness lurking in her heart, insignificant as it was, aided in her downward spiral. Soon, she was fully immersed in his venom, her innocence gone, her mind irrevocably altered; her soul i twisted /i .
He was her teacher, her creator, and she was his student, his masterpiece, his one perfect creation.
Nothing could stop her then. Even as he killed off her friends one by one, she just sat back and smiled a cold smile. Death could not touch her anymore. She, like the jewel, was now complete, perfect.