Groaning, I try and stretch but the feel of cold chains reminds me of where I am. I have been taken in by Naraku. I had seen my mother the first night I was here, but ever since then she hasn't come back. Three long days have passed, and all I could think of was Shippō. Was he alive? Was everyone okay? Where was InuYasha, had he given up on me?

I grinded my teeth together as I pulled against the restraints again. I had rubbed my wrists raw trying to get out. A low rumble came from my stomach…

"Hungry," I heard come from in front of me. I looked up and a growl escaped between my teeth. A lit candle lay before me, and in front of it sat Naraku, a grin plastered to his face. "Don't be like that," he said coyly.

"Let me go." I growled again, shaking my wrists. He had come a few times before, but never said anything, just looked me over and walked away.

"After all the trouble it took receiving you?" He cocked an eyebrow. Receiving, he said it as if I were some material item, as if I were not a person.

"I don't give a damn about how much trouble you went through," I barked, my lips curling up and quivering. I wanted to attack him and rip him to shreds.

He got up and walked over to me, his cold clammy hand cupped my cheek and I jerked my head away. He quickly took his other hand and grabbed my chin making me look up at him. "You are mine." He grinned down at me, his eyes wandering.

"Don't touch me," I spit at him. He wiped it from his cheek and just chuckled as I struggled in his grip. He loved this more than anything. He loved me fighting him, and then he loved to see me break down.

"You're nothing like your mother," he chuckled again, as if remembering a pleasant memory. I chewed on the inside of my cheek and blood trickled out between my lips. He took his thumb and rubbed it over my lips, wiping off the blood then then bring his thumb to his lips he let his tongue flick out over it.

I grimaced while looking up at him. He was such a sick and twisted individual… He needed to be put in his place… Better yet, someone needed to kill him and I only wish I could get free to do it.

[i]Oh InuYasha…[/i] I thought to myself, things would be so much easier if he were here… If here were here he'd help me.

"You taste much better than her though." Naraku breathed and broke me from my train of thought.

"What do you mean," I asked, puzzled by the comment.

"I will show you soon enough." He cocked his head back and laughed.

"It's rare for you to be in such a good mood, Lord Naraku." My eyes widened as I heard her voice… She walked up to him and linked her arm with his and laid her head against his shoulder.

This is the first time I had got to see my mother in the light… Her hair was now a soft white color, but nothing else had really changed about her. She had more markings, showing how old she was though. What was she doing with him?

"I know, Kiero." Naraku said, a bit of agitation biting at his tongue. He shrugged her off harshly then leaned down towards me, running his cold fingers through my red hair. "I will enjoy you later." A chill shot up my spine.

My mother's nose cringed up as she watched him walk away. I looked up at her, my eyes full of hurt and confusion. "I don't understand…"

"Of course an impudent child, such as yourself, wouldn't understand." She spat at me, she folded her arms under her breasts as her hip poked out. I was taken aback, the mother I knew would never have said anything like that.

"What," I blinked my eyes, trying to make this image go away; this can't be my mother…

"I told him many years ago we should just kill you, but no he likes to toy with his victims. Now you're here and you're going to take him away from me." She growled heatedly, her red eyes burning into me.

"What are you talking about?" my voice cracked a little.

"Damn, you are stupid," she rolled her eyes and switched her weight to her other foot. "Let me spell this out for you, bastard child of mine. Years ago, he had come looking for a sword. Yet you're father, my late mate, would not make one for him… For such a beautiful man," she stared off into the distance. "I snuck off and manufactured one myself, it did at that time and he said he would take me with him… away from that hell hole of a mountain."

"M-Mother, where's papa?" I asked a tear sliding down my cheek as I was piecing together all this information.

"Dead," she cocked her head back and covered her mouth as she let out a crazed laugh. "I enjoyed that sight, you were truly wonderful." She kneeled down and cupped my cheeks in her hands. "Only then did I see you as my true daughter, that little act you put on." There was a spark in her eyes that I had never seen before… "He was much easier to kill after that, I was amazed. But not before Naraku made you kill those villagers with the weapons Koů had made."

"Papa's dead?" That's all the information I could handle, I could feel the very essence of my soul breaking, but she wouldn't stop there.

"Oh yes, what hurt him more than my betrayal was watching his 'baby' kill all those innocent people, it was so hilarious! I had never seen him cry before." She stroked my head and I tried to pull away but she wouldn't let me.

"W-Why can't I control myself?" I looked up at her, tears flooding out of my eyes.

"Oh that was easy," she reached down and grabbed at my necklace that I had. There was a little charm on the end in the shape of a star. She turned it and a yellow jewel shown brilliantly. "You had a habit of making jewelry when you were a child. Some of them would contain a little bit of demonic power. All I did was transferred majority of my energy into this and put it in a necklace that you liked."

I felt funny as she took the jewel out of its incasing. I started to feel weaker, like my energy was being drained. "You see, my energy is fused with it, so it constantly feeds off of yours, so I can control you. It's in your blood stream." My vision started to spin and it became harder to concentrate on what was going on around me. "Oops," she giggled then placed the stone back in my necklace and I started to feel like normal. "You may die without it, never really tested it."

She grinned as she wrapped her fingers around my throat, "W-What are you doing?"

"Just, living out one of my dreams… and I would if Naraku wouldn't be displeased." Her eyes lit up as she looked at me. "But for some reason he wants you," she took her hand away and slinked off in the darkness, blowing out the flame as she walked by, leaving me in complete darkness again.

I hit my head against the back of the wall as I laid back. This is impossible; my mother would never do that… She would never kill papa or make me do things like this, Naraku must have done something.

When I get free… I'll kill him.