"Kyo?" Kagome asked, softly knocking on his door. There was no answer. She sighed and then walked back down the hallway where the rest of her group was. "He still won't come out."
"He's just so devastated by it." Sango replied.
"I know, but we have to have faith that Megan will be able to fight through this." Miroku added on. "This is her own battle."
"I just wish that we could help her out in any way." Kagome said.
"There is no way." Hitomi said, walking into the room. She looked raw, angry, depressed, all at the same time. She sat down and pulled out a scroll from her kimono sleeve. She then dropped it in the middle of the group.
"What's that?" Inuyasha asked.
"It's a scroll from Megumi." Hitomi replied. "She'll be here in a few days."
Everyone stared at the scroll, no one wanting to reach it. Finally, Inuyasha reached for it. There was a ribbon tied around it. He pulled at it and watched as it fell from the scroll on the ground. He unraveled the scroll, and read it.
"Dear Inuyasha, I'm coming for you. Prepare for a massive battle in which you will ultimately lose!"
At the end, it looked like a crude drawing of Inuyasha with a sword stabbed through his chest, and blood all around him. And on top of him is a crude drawing of Megumi, laughing maniacally, holding the sword in his chest.
"That's lovely." He said, crumbling up the scroll and throwing it on the ground.
"Inuyasha, you need to prepare for this battle. If you don't prepare, you will lose against her." Hitomi warned.
"I don't need to prepare anything." Inuyasha retorted.
"If you're okay with facing a half-demon that's ten times more powerful than you are." Hitomi asked, frowning at him. "Do you think your sword can stand up to her sword?"
Inuyasha frowned at her, and bared his teeth. "I don't need you telling me what to do!"
Hitomi stood up. "Megumi has taken down the most powerful demons in her day. Ones that you would have been to scared to take on!"
"I doubt that. I'm not scared of anything!" Inuyasha shouted back at her.
Hitomi's demonic aura started to rise as her anger rose. She flexed her fingers, electricity crackling at her fingertips.
Kagome looked between the two, scared. She closed her eyes and said the magic word. "Sit boy!"
The necklace around his neck gave way and he fell to the ground face first.
"Please you two, calm down. We don't need this right now with the current situation." Miroku pleaded.
Hitomi closed her eyes and took deep breaths. She sat back down, the electricity gone and her aura falling. "I'm deeply sorry for my behavior."
Inuyasha sat up and rubbed his face. It was red from the impact and there was a dent in the floor where he fell.
The door then opened and Kyo walked in. "Let me face off with Megumi."
"Are you crazy? You'll get yourself killed." Sango replied.
"I don't care. If there is any way that I can help Megumi, I will do it."
No one said a word and all was silent. Finally Inuyasha spoke up. "No, I will stop Megumi, and no one else. I don't need any special training, I don't need any help. Everyone else will just be in the way. When she comes, just leave and stay out of it."
"Alright, sounds fair to me." Hitomi replied, not wanting to argue anymore.
"Megan's strong, she'll get out of this." Kagome said to reassure Kyo, but it wasn't helping at all.
"If she passes that test." Hitomi replied.
"Can you tell us about the test?" Miroku asked.
"No, I can't. It's one of the rules that Pandora had set up. if I tell you the details of the test, then it will be harder for her to pass it. she has to discover how to beat it on her own."
"Well, that helps." Inuyasha grunted.
"Well, you defeated Anger. Now you need to defeat the next one." Futa said, and looked back at the brand new mirror then back at me. "Are you ready? Do you want to wait a little bit?"
No, I'm as ready as I'll ever be. Lets get it over with.
Futa nodded and looked back at the mirror. "Gloomy."
As the second me walked up, slowly if I might add, I looked all depressed. My body was hunched all over and I was holding myself. My face was gray with as blue tint to it, making it look like I was dead, or something. My skin was all saggy, and I had this far off looking eyes that just seemed to stare down into my soul. As she was coming up, there was this heavy fog that started to appear all around the mirror.
I took a few steps forward and just felt my energy being drained from me. I walked slower to the mirror, practically dragging my feet to the mirror, then collapsed at the edge of the mirror. it took every ounce of my body not to fall victim to the drowsiness that wanted to over take me.
"You..." gloomy said, pointing a shaky finger at me.
This one is going to be hard, I can feel it. I looked up at Gloomy, feeling so bad for myself that I have something like this inside of me. why did I ever want to keep all this away from everyone?
"Gloomy..." I said with a croaked voice. I was straining to talk and then I coughed because it hurt.
"What...is...it...?" she asked.
"You...shouldn't...have to be this way." I said. I could feel my voice coming back slowly as I talked, but my throat was straining not to. It scratched my throat.
"It's...your...fault...I'm this way..." Gloomy accused.
"I know...I'm sorry..." I hate talking like this, but it's seems normal because of the fog and the fact I have no energy left in me. "I'll try...to make it...better..."
"You...can't." Gloomy said, and I felt something inside of me die a little. It made my heart ache for myself, and for her.
"I..want to help...you." I replied. I gave her a smile, the best I could do with the situation. I slowly reached a hand out to the mirror and placed it there, where her hand was. My hand went right through the mirror and I touched her on her shoulder. I used her as leverage for me to stand up, and then I pulled her through and just wrapped my arms around her, giving her a hug.
I felt her stiffen against me and then relax and slowly hug me back. Then after that, I felt her fade away into the smoke and the smoke faded away, leaving only me there. The mirror cracked again and shattered all around me, the shards cutting into my skin, but I didn't care. I was closer to getting out of here.
"No one should have to live like this." I whispered as the glass shards fell out of my skin and the cuts healed. I continued to sit there as Futa walked up to me. She placed a hand on my shoulder and smiled, showing her sharp teeth.
"You're almost there." She showed me her hand which held my voice. It was shaking like crazy, trying to escape. It was glowing really bright that it almost blinded me and lit up the darkness all around.
I smiled and stood up. I could feel my voice, a little bit of it inside of me. I was happy that I am able to speak, even for just a little bit. "I'm ready."