Sesshomaru gaped at the demon; he turned his attention away from him and looked at Rin. Her hand outstretched, she tried to talk and then he heard her. It was so soft, so delicate that he felt like even the words could break, "Sesshomaru." And then there was nothing, her once clear, determined eyes were now dark and gaze less. Then after a few seconds her head went limp. And in the distance all he heard was the laugh of a mad man.
"Oh Sesshomaru! I knew I would love it! The way your face express so much pain! I never knew it could! No one has ever seen you this way and I get the honor of seeing it! Oh how I love it!" Jira continued laughing and started to walk away with the girl's dead body.
"Wait…" Sesshomaru got up and started charging at the demon, he knew he didn't have his swords but he didn't care all he wanted was Rin back.
Jira merely chuckled and punched him in the gut with his elbow, "Think you can have her back? No, no…she's mine now." The wind started abruptly circling around him and the girl, and everything seemed to cower away from them. Jira then laughed harder as he just simply disappeared, not able to be found anywhere.
After a few seconds of just crouching on the ground he then looked around everywhere thinking that it could've all been a dream. Everything was the same as he first saw it, the water fall still gleaming in the faint moon light, the grass swaying like the ocean, but the only thing that wasn't there was…Rin.