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Chapter 20
Naraku clenched the arms of his throne as her heard the crashes and explosions outside.
"They've breached the castle." Kagura said walking into the throne room.
"Rats." Naraku snarled.
"Yes, but they are winning." Kagura said her face expressionless.
"Where are my mages?" he demanded his knuckles turning white and his throne cracking under the pressure of his fists.
"A group of do good witches are keeping them busy." she said.
"And where is Kanna?"
"Outside helping fight."
"And why are you not out there with her?"
Kagura bowed and left without another word.
With no one to see, he snarled allowing his anger to show.
"Rats."
Inuyasha was soaked in blood, his and others.
His main opponents were demons and right then he was fighting a particularly nasty mantis demon who seemed determined to take his head off.
With a careful swipe he took of the legs on his left side and he collapsed squealing in pain.
Quickly, he thrust his blade through his neck.
After he made sure he was dead, he moved onto his next enemy.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Nami, Kia now, he reminded himself, stab some one in his neck with her particularly sharp hair pins. He collapsed chocking on his own blood and she ran off. Utaro, who had found her as soon as he had gotten into the palace, followed after her punching people. The force of which was enough to kill a full grown man.
Inuyasha brought his attention back to himself and the mage that Miuro's group hadn't stopped.
"Oh, I remember you." he growled as the all too familiar mage lifted her glowing red hands and laughed at him in the way that had come to haunt his dreams.
Miroku's new staff was proving it's worth wonderfully. The few humans that had attacked went down easily as his muscles remembered the fighting style he had forgotten. The one mage he had seen had tried to throw some sort of lightning bolt at him but the holy powers in the staff not only stopped it, but reflected it back at the caster. After seeing that the mages found others in which to fight.
He had lost all of his men who had ran in all different direction once the battle started and he found himself facing a pack of demon cats with three glowing green eyes each.
And incredible strength.
His staff was protecting him well though. No matter how strong the hoard of cats was, his staff didn't break, didn't crack.
He reached in his robe and pulled out three sutras which he deftly threw. Each one landed on a different cats forehead, paralyzing them.
Kagome ran down hallways that should have been familiar but weren't. The palace had changed from it's previous glorious self to a dark and foreboding castle and almost nothing was the same.
She turned a corner with her bow drawn and prepared to shoot should she have to but it appeared everyone had been driven outside by the fighting.
Well almost everyone.
A woman with black hair and a large fan walked down the long corridor towards her. Her eyes burned red and her face held only contempt.
Kagome's hold on the drawn arrow tightened but she stopped twenty feet away.
"I am Kagura." she said clearly. "The wind sorceress."
Kagome didn't say anything. She waited wondering if the woman was a friend or a foe.
"I'll make this simple." she continued after is was apparent Kagome wasn't going to respond. "I was ordered to kill you."
Kagome eyes got wide and she aimed carefully.
Kagura observed her for a second then pointed to a hallway to her right. "Down there is the dungoun. He has my heart in a jar covered in spells to prevent me from getting near."
Kagome still didn't speak.
"Free my heart and I will not fight you." Kagura said. "Free my heart and I will even help you."
"How do I know I can trust you?" Kagome said still not lowering her weapon.
"You don't." Kagura said without hesitation. "But I am a slave so long as my heart is not mine. All I am after is my own freedom."
Kagome eyed her for a second longer. Then she lowered her weapon. "Very well. Show me."
Kagura nodded and started running down the hall she indicated.
Sango drew her haraikostu across her body and it flew from her knocking down half the entire army before returning to her hands. She used it's weight for a second to lift her up and kick a particularly large man in the throat.
"Huney!!"
Sango turned at the sound of that much hated voice.
Junichi was smiling down at her from a veranda with his arms crossed and ten archers on either side of him.
"Junichi!" Sango growled.
"Fire." he said simply.
Out of instinct, she placed the haraikostu in front of her and found herself happy that it was larger then her as the sound of twenty arrows bouncing off the surface hit her ears.
Once the sound stopped, she peered from behind her weapon just in time to see Junichi leap from the second story balcony and land smoothly on his feet.
"All well. I perfer it this way." He smiled and drew his sword.
Miroku was running down the hallways of a castle that held shadows of his memories. He knew who he was but it was still strange to find memories that he had forgotten.
He stopped for a second to block a sword blow and slam his staff into the side of a mans head before running on, his robes billowing behind him.
There was only one place that an Emperor like him would be.
The throne room.
The large graceful oak doors he remembered had been replaced with gold plaited stone doors that he had to force open.
At first he throat he had been wrong. The long room seemed empty. There were torches on the wall that was the only source of light casting red shadows on the wall while keeping the rest of the room in half darkness. The walls had been painted black and the white marble on the floor had been covered with dark wood. Even the large crystal chandelier had been replaced with red crystals that gave the room a hell like appearance.
But upon the black and red velvet throne with a large ruby surrounded by rare black diamonds on the back above his head, was the Emperor dressed in black silk and a white fur cape that looked as if it had come from a baboon.
"Ah. The young prince." he smiled and his teeth glowed red with the torches light.
"Naraku." Miroku snarled lifting his weapon.
"Coming to fight me for the honor of your family and the freedom of your people. How touching." he mocked him without ever showing how angry he really was.
Miroku didn't respond except to crouch into a battle position.
"Very well. Enough talk." Naraku stood and swept his cape off of him revealing the large jewel encrusted sword at his sword. He drew it out slowly and pointed it directly at Miroku's heart.
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