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Serendipity
Chapter Two: Darkness falls quickly when you're not in the city.
Last time on serendipity…
"It is so quiet," she paused, "I could never sleep here." Her heart raced a million miles a minute.
"I really don't think you in Tokyo anymore Kagome." She whispered
Pushing though the dense foliage; branches tearing at her pure white haori scraping against her pale flesh, tears of blood crying from the wounds. She ventured though, not giving up in her attempt to find that smoke, her attempt to find some life, someone who could answer her questions. So many questions, not enough time, her hands pressing against rough pine wood, the feet determined, she ventured forward.
After what seemed like hours, Kagome peered up at the sky, the sun hanging lazily in the sky to the west signalling it was almost time for bed.
'Shit,' she thought, it was getting late, she would soon be alone in the dark, unarmed and unaware of what surrounded her. This thought alone made the young raven haired woman's heart race in fear. She picked up the pace, moving faster though the thickness of the forests mane, pushing towards the west, she had to make it; she had to. A rustle in the bushes up ahead sent her on high alert, the hair raised on the back of her neck and a callous odour flooded her nostrils, she pulled a displeased face. Pausing, her eyes burning from the fumes around her, she stepped back cautiously.
'Slowly Kagome, slowly.' She thought, 'Oh fucking shit balls!' She screamed inwardly as acidic sludge came flying in her direction, only missing her by a hair. Stumbling backwards, trying to scurry away as fast as she could, her heart racing, her eyes blurring, everything ached.
"The jewel, give me the jewel!" a wild voice howled from though the trees, slowly they parted, a beast emerged, his hands dripping in acid, its eyes red with fury, its mouth lined with ferocious sharp teeth, her chocolate brown orbs widened in shock and fear. Her heart racing faster then she thought possible , she stumbled back trying to escape, trying to crawl to her feet, anything to escape the beast baring its ghastly fangs are her.
"I don't know what you are talking about!" she yelled, her finally bringing herself to her feet, her hands out as if fanning off the monster.
"I am the youkai Rakumi! Give me the jewel Miko!" The best roared his vicious claws swooped out colliding with the girls waste, sending her crashing to the ground. The young miko did not cry or scream as expected, she groaned pushing herself up on her elbows trying to heave herself from the ground. This position all too familiar, her heart beating a million miles an hour, she felt a power arises. Her arms tingled down to the bone, her legs were shaky, and a stunning pink aura illuminated her body, the gentle glow of her light, her purity surrounded her.
That smell, he knew it all too well. Those crimson eyes peered up to the sky, the smell of a battle, the smell of purity, the retched smell of acid and malice flooded his senses. He ran, faster than his legs could carry him, his beast inside snarled, beckoning him to move faster, to break the boundaries of speed and find that scent. A powerful youkai aura encircled the clearing up a head. Distant memories flooding his mind clouded his senses as he ran closer.
"What are you and how did you manage to draw the sword?" He asked, eyeing off the young raven haired women in front of him.
"One step closer and I will cut you" She proclaimed thrusting a rusty blade in front of his face. The rusty blade, the power he so longingly sought after. His eyes trailed along her slender milky arms to strange blue garments which hugged her subtle breast and slender waist. A short green cloth covered her private, little to no modesty this wench held. Giving way to her long milky legs which seemed to never end. Her strength radiating off her, her stubbornness and innocence filled him with a warm radiance. This girl was something different.
Acid dripped though her red hakamas, scarring her milky skin, gasps left her apricot lips and her eyes wide with fear. The youkai looming over her, his breathe heavy on her cheeks, "You will give me the jewel you filthy human," Rakumi breathed, low and hideous.
"I-I don't k-know what y-you are t-talking about!" Kagome let loose a high pitched scream coated slick in pain. Acid dripping on her abdomen, searing though layers; the pain was excruciating. Her body glowing darker with a richer pink power, warmth surrounded her. Her pain slowly lessoning, as the huge acid clad youkai stumbled back, her pink warmth sprawled out along the ground, sheeting it in pure power; reaching out for something, anything for help.
'Dear kami, someone help me!' she screamed in her mind, terror filling her as the youkai in front of her started to advance on her again. An aura, someone strong was approaching, she could feel it; the rumbling of the dark ravenous youki sent a feral shiver up her spine.
Silver flashed past her, the acid soaked demon sent flying into a nearby tree, and a feral scream left its fangs. The tree splintering, sent flying though the air, an acidic mist clouded along the ground as the youkai exerted is gasses from the unexpected attack. Kagome choked, the mist catching in her lungs. Silver hair, rapid claws scratching at the demon, fangs bared, red eyes and jagged magenta strips on either side of his cheeks; his tall figure loomed over the acid youkai Rakumi.
"WOMAN!" The silver haired youkai snapped, turning his attention from the acid youkai to the young miko. A huge clawed hand rose up, swiping the silver haired youkai to the side, the silver haired man went tumbling into the dirt. Red eyes, so angry, so full of pain looked up at Kagome, she shivered, pushing her powers to the surface, pulling herself into a blanket of protection. Feral snarls as the giant acid youkai shoved his huge clawed foot down on the silver haired youkai's back.
"Fight back!" Kagome screamed at the man under the acid demons foot. Her power escalated engulfing her in a warm blanket of pure energy. It burst forth, surging into the youkai known as Rakumi. A blinding light, one filled with so much power consumed her; the smell of burning flesh filled her senses.
The blinding light dimmed down to reveal the carnage of her power, the youkai Rakumi lay in pieces, his head torn from his body, to one side of the clearing, his giant arm dangling from a nearby tree. The silver haired youkai lay motionless in the dirt; blood covered his hoari and soaked his silver mane.
Kagome gasped, her wounds running pain though her body, everywhere ached. 'Kami,' she thought, as she pulled herself to her feet, her hoari torn, the once white cloth now a dirty shade of brown, her red hakamas, torn, only a small slip of cloth covered her private , her boots thankfully survived the magic fallout with a few dirt scuffs. Burn marks laced her abdomen and trailed up her long shapely legs. She made her way to the silver haired man lying face down on the forest floor, pushing him with her boot there was no movement in the youkai. 'Did I kill him?' she thought, her mind searching from a trace of his aura; it was faint but still present.
"I will have to thank Grandpa for teaching me these techniques, if I ever get home," she said aloud, not knowing who she was talking to, just getting it off her chest. Ever since her 15th birthday, her grandfather had been teaching her to hone her powers, always telling her "A priestess of your lineage should have full control over her ability's" or "Kagome you will thank me if you ever encountered a demon or a vengeful sprit." She let out a chuckled at her current predicament. The young miko never really understood why she was gifted with these ability's, but she was thankful for her Grandfathers teachings. He may not have of possessed any magical abilities himself, but he sure did know how to train her to become the powerful miko she was today.
Grabbing the youkai with both hands by the arm, she struggled to roll him over so she could assess his wounds. She gasped. A strange sensation rushed through her as a vision rolled through her mind, smashing her with what seemed to be a memory of a past life, a past time, something that was so far away, yet so close.
Golden eyes peered into hers, piercing into her soul. A curtain of silver hair surrounded her, shutting her away from the world. Raven tresses mixed with silver in the cool afternoon grass. It was only her and him, two souls in a lovers embrace.
"Miko," he whispered, a clawed hand reached up to caress her cheek, and magenta strips graced his wrists, his hand moving to cup her innocent cheeks. His hand hard and calluses from many years of wielding the blade.
"Sesshomaru…"
A/N: Nyu :D Cliff hanger! Weeww J
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