Episode 17: It Is A Bad
Idea To Look Into Someone's Eyes (Special Mika POV)
Don't look,
don't look, don't look, don't look--
I couldn't believe
myself that my death was this early.
It hurts, it hurts, it
hurts, it hurts--
I just couldn't. I mean, who would think
that their death would be someone eating your leg?
I'm leaving
and never coming back--
I tried to push him away. But his
claws and teeth were hurting me so much. I could feel the blood
pouring away like a river.
Goodbye Mika--
I couldn't
see anything, yet I persisted in giving up. I slapped him, I kicked
him, I punched his head, but all I hit was air.
What have you
done--
I know if I give up I won't ever get to see that
person. That person that I've been searching for all of these years.
If I gave up, that person would never ever forgive me. I slapped the
daimyo again.
How can you say that to Nagato--
Huh?
Why am I having this nightmare again at this time? I've got to
focus...
The slap was hard and cold on my face. 'I'm so
sorry,' I said...
What--where is this coming from--
'You're an oni! You almost killed Nagato-san! If it weren't
for Omae-sama, Nagato would be burned to death!!!'
"No,
not this again," I murmured blindly, only tormented by the
haunting nightmare.
"I can feel the power flowing through my
veins..." the daimyo said, pausing to feel the souls he was
consuming from me resonating in his body.
I thought I was your
friend...
Don't leave me! You said you would be here for
me!
You didn't lie right?
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Sesshoumaru lingered for a few
seconds, taking in the air. He could smell a great deal of blood that
was mixed in with Rin's scent. And when he held his breath, he could
hear a very, very, very faint scream of terror from Mika. His foot
plunged into the ground and he started to walk back. Jaken watched
him as he brushed pass him.
"We're going back."
"Yes
Sesshoumaru-sama," Jaken
answered.
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I grimaced and screamed and
shrieked and winced at the pain. It was like surgery without the drug
to numb the pain. I bit my lip hard and tried to move but I felt so
dizzy, so helpless. Some of my vision had returned now, but I still
had not the energy to run away.
"Why is your soul so big???
I'm getting full now," the daimyo said.
My leg was bleeding
very badly, but he didn't rip any flesh so far. He did chew on my
ankle though, and I believe it was starting to take its toll on me.
The daimyo had mutated even more now; his muscles were ripping and
bulging. His face was no longer a human face but a face of red
hunger.
"You're scared aren't you priestess," the daimyo
spluttered. "Are you wondering if anyone's going to save you?"
I
didn't reply because I couldn't. I was too tired.
"Heh,"
he said and screeched a horrible cry.
Just then a snake crawling
through the sliding doors bit the daimyo somewhere. The monster
screeched again and fell over somewhere. The snake grew larger until
it was the size of an average child. The snake transformed and there
stood a little girl with white locks.
"Mika, this way!"
Yukuro directed.
"I can't move..."
"Oh my...
this is...here, take my hand!" she offered. She pulled me up and
we exited the dreaded manor.
"Drink some water, your lips are
pale." She handed me some water in a wooden cup.
"Wait,
Rin...is Rin with you?"
"You mean to say that little
girl was with you?"
"They threw her into a dungeon under
the manor..." I drank some of the refreshing liquid. It soothed
my throat and calmed my heart down. I kept drinking it, as if it was
chasing my nightmares away. But no, they were still rerunning all the
time in my head.
"I'll go get her. You stay here and stay
hidden. Those guards are hot on my tail." She looked at her
back. "Not that I have one anyway," she added, trying to
make the situation lighter. It was a bad attempt.
I glanced at
Yukuro as she stood up slowly and turn her back to me. "I'll be
okay," she assured me. Whistling, the snake like creatures
surrounded her until all I saw was blue light in front of me. Then
when I blinked, she was gone.
But of course, the daimyo would not
go down by just a simple bite by a snake. When I drank some more
water from the cup, I heard rustles in the bushes and felt my
shoulder being cut from something.
"I HATE MIKOS LIKE YOU!
DIE!" The daimyo raised his mutated arm that was now like a
blade and flung it violently at me. Then he stopped in midair.
Below
his neck, a sword pierced his chest. Then with great strength, the
sword plunged across the side and cut the daimyo in half. Amounts of
blood was splattered across the man who saved me. But not a single
drop of blood had stained his silver hair and white kimono.
With
just one arm...with just one arm he killed the monster that was
killing me. I was such a fool... its all my fault... if I didn't
bring Rin inside we wouldn't be in this mess. Why didn't I stay put!
But scolding myself didn't make Sesshoumaru any happier.
I took a
glimpse at his face. I could see his same usual cool face, but deep
within his eyes I could see anger and worry for Rin.
"I'm so
sorry... I... its all my fault..." I let my head fall back to
the floor. I didn't want him to see my shame.
But he didn't even
reply. He took a step forward and then I felt a hand hit my face.
The
slap felt cold and hard against my cheek. I wanted to cry and break
into a million pieces.
"Sesshoumaru-sama slapped her..."
Jaken commented all of a sudden.
"I'm sorry... I was a
fool..."
"A fool of fools," he added.
"Mika!"
a voice called. I hesitated before I looked up again. Yukuro was
carrying Rin, who was in no better shape then me. She was full of
cuts and her face was red and her lips pale.
"Rin!" I
cried.
Rin's frown broke into a relieved smile and I caught her as
she flung into my arms.
"I'm so sorry... I'll never put you
in danger ever again. It was my fault..."
"It's okay..."
Rin told me.
"Let's go," Sesshoumaru said, turning on
his heel.
But before he turned completely away, he glanced at me
directly at my eyes. He was worried about me too.
"Are you
sick or what? Your cheeks are cherry red! Get up already!" Jaken
shouted, his voice piercing through my ears.
But I didn't care. My
attention was only on the daiyoukai that had stolen my heart. The
only man that had ever touched my soul that way.
