Authors Note: Thanks to a very nice review on another story, I had the drive to finish this chapter ASAP since it was the next thing to write on my updates schedule before I could update that other story, so here's the next chapter! I actually finished this only 3-4 hours after Chapter 3 in this story, which means more updates for you guys! Hope you like it! Also, I know these chapters are dreadfully short, so I'm sorry, but there will be some longer chapters later so do not fret!
Disclaimer: The credits for Ookami go out to Capcom and Clover Studio, who RIGHTFULLY deserve the credit for the Wii port as well but did not receive *shake fist*
Her Sacrifice
An Ookami Fanfiction
By: Kougetsu_KitsuneHinote_Hakuma
Chapter 4
"Nagi!" Nami cried, trying to stop him from attacking the wolf, partly in fear that he might get injured. The man ignored the cry as he launched himself at the wolf, bringing his sword down to strike it. The wolf easily swung to the side to avoid the attack, energy building into a string of gold beads around its neck.
Nagi spun around and slashed out at the wolf, but a shield that had been hovering over its back shot forward and blocked his intended attack. As the shield returned to its former position, the beads became a long whip connected by a glowing gold beam of light, lashing out at Nagi's legs and knocking them out from under him, the young warrior flopping backwards onto the ground. Nagi groaned slightly, exasperated before he heard the old man, Mr. Grapefruit fuming behind him.
"Get up, you fool! Before we have to deal with saving you!" He barked. Nagi inwardly rolled his eyes as he jumped to his feet but found that the wolf was prancing away triumphantly, almost seeming to mock him, which only served to infuriate him. He went to lunge again but was stopped as Nami grabbed a hold of his arm.
"Nagi, don't. You'll just get yourself hurt." She pleaded. Nagi scoffed and glared daggers at the white wolf as it jumped back onto the boulder, wrapping its tail around it and seeming to look at him with a wolfish smirk. He conceded, mostly for the sake of not worrying Nami, and placed the sword back in the holder on his back.
"Stupid wolf…" He muttered, crossing his arms. Mr. Grapefruit grumbled to himself and shook his head, hunched over his cane again.
"Well, then for now we can assume that it's on the side of THAT demon, which means we should all be very careful when it's around." Mr. Grapefruit said thoughtfully. They stopped in their conversation as a loud, earth-shattering roar ripped through the air that was unmistakable, making them all shiver with fright, even Nagi. The wolf abruptly turned around, ears pricked before it jumped off the rock and started to gallop back toward Shinsho Field, quickly disappearing, only strengthening their suspicion that it was with Orochi.
"Everyone," Mr. Grapefruit began, earning their attention. "I think it was about time that we should all get our rest soon. This has been a very long day." He said as he shook his head wearily. The townspeople began to disperse to their houses, though Nagi stopped as he noticed Nami staring out towards Shinsho Field. He inclined his head slightly and raised a brow.
"What is it, Nami?" He asked curiously.
"Shiranui…" She murmured thoughtfully. Nagi only raised a brow higher.
"What?"
"Shiranui. It's a fitting name for that wolf, don't you think?" She said, looking at Nagi thoughtfully. Nagi gawked at her for a moment before shaking his head and looking at her almost disapprovingly.
"Nami, it's not a pet, it's a minion of that demon! You don't just go around naming stuff like that!" He barked.
"Well we have to call it something." She said, shrugging her shoulders before starting towards her house.
"Why can't we just call it the White Wolf or something then? It doesn't need a name!" He retorted hotly.
"Well then you go ahead and call it the 'White Wolf'. I'm going to continue calling it Shiranui." She shot back before going into her house. Nagi groaned and wiped his hands down his shaggy face.
"Great going, Nagi. You just made the only woman you love angry at you!" He quietly chastised, heading to his house gloomily.
The salty wind brushed past Amaterasu's silky white and red coat, the crimson and blue flames flickering from her main reflector, Solar Flare. Her black eyes gazed thoughtfully at the tall blue shrine gate that led to the Moon Cave, the lake around it glittering faintly with countless stars.
The sun goddess' mind flickered back to previous times through a place long since gone. The scenes of the endless, golden fields and overshadowed forests played through her memories, of her romping through the untouched, beautiful land that she once called home. Water that was clear and fresh trickled across vast, open landscape and tumbled from rocky cliffs of the mountains that once stood tall and proud.
Around the floating paradise billowed great white clouds from the Mortal world below, bringing a cool, refreshing mist, and as the sun set and brought with it a pure, innocent darkness, the night was alive with fluttering fireflies lighting up the great fields that were always in bloom as if spring never ended, the breeze from the God of the Wind tickling through the branches of the three of Flora, existing side by side in complete harmony, just as it should have been.
There, the Rabbit's moon was so close one could almost feel as if they could touch it, the stars and constellations glittering brightly like the fireflies, where everyone lived together without quarrel's or pain, even alongside the golden-haired Immortals of the Moon Tribe.
And then there was that far away stretch of nothing but acrid, seething darkness. No, not of darkness, but of evil. The realm of both the mighty and terrible Lord of Darkness and THAT demon that flew across the sea of stars to bring its deadly plague to the most Holy of places. The memories of the once gorgeous, placid plain was consumed by fire, darkness, and death, and it was almost as if tears sprung to the watchful eyes of the wolf, a jolt of pain traveling through her chest. Soon, THAT demon would fall.
The Chosen One was already among the Mortals.
