Chapter 40

This one is a little short compared to the rest, but it's more of filler/set-up for what's to come. The final battle is approaching folks! I wonder what Naraku has in store for Sonya and the rest of the pack?

Can I just say, possessive/angry people are fun to write? Granted I didn't like who it was, but it's still fun to write. I'm such an odd duck (Quack)

Anywho, not much else here to say other than hope it works until I can post the next chapter!

Onward!

-I do NOT own Inuyasha or it's characters

-I DO own Sonya and the plot

~TL S0nya

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Curling up against the wall, Sonya rested her head on Kagura's leg, silently enjoying the gentle fingers combing through her now shoulder-length hair. It had been at least a full day since Kagura and Kanna came to visit her, and she wasn't too keen on letting them leave now that she had their comforting presences.

However she should have known it wouldn't last. After all, Karma still had a part to play in her life.

Without warning, the door to her cell swung open to reveal Naraku in all his dark glory, red eyes taking in the scene in front of him with a slight curl of his lip. Kanna kneeling opposite of the other two that were taking comfort in each other. "Leave us." He commanded easily, watching as Kanna obediently stood and shuffled her way through the door.

Turning to look over at Kagura, he felt the first stirrings of anger at the belligerent expression she wore, one hand tightly clutching her fan, the other resting protectively on Sonya's shoulder when the wolf sat up.

"Do not disobey me, Kagura." He hissed dangerously, his eyes flashing with an inner light that would make any demon cringe. Reaching up, Sonya gently clasped Kagura's hand before pulling it away from her shoulder. "Go on. Don't get into any more trouble than you already in." She murmured to his silent amusement.

Casting a final look at the wolf, Kagura stood abruptly and swept from the room, unable to stay any longer least she do anything to further anger Naraku.

Shutting the door securely behind the witch, Naraku turned to study his prey standing proudly in front of him, blue eyes flaring with a fire he desired to extinguish. "Now that I have taken lengths to distract your little companions. We have some time." He said in a silky voice, making Sonya grit her teeth and clench her fists tight enough to draw blood from her palms.

Striding forward quickly, he backed her up against the wall and grabbed a wrist to bring her hand up and study the puncture wounds she inflicted on herself. "Now, why should you damage your own flesh when you know I will do it for you?" He nearly purred, bringing her palm up to his lips and flicking his tongue out to catch the stray droplets of blood that spilled out onto the surface. His red eyes taking in the grimace of disgust his touch caused.

Pausing in the action of savoring her taste, he frowned a miniscule amount at the strange tartness that hadn't been there before. Narrowing his eyes, he cut a deeper slit into her palm and took a larger taste of her blood, ignoring the outraged growl from the female he trapped.

'This taste...' Shooting a look at her face now, he studied her features before dropping his gaze to the juncture of her neck that was hidden under the shirt she wore. Reaching out, he tore away the cloth enough to reveal a small, magenta line covering her pulse point. A courting mark with a color that closely resembled that damnable Inu Lord's crests that rested on his cheekbones.

"What is the meaning of this?" He hissed softly, a claw reaching out to trace the hated line almost delicately, making Sonya flinch out of reflex. "I don't know what you're talking about." She muttered, not caring if he knew she was lying.

With a dangerous growl, he gripped her chin and turned it to face him forcefully, red eyes glaring into blue. "You accepted his mark?" The question laced with venom and promised future pain.

Narrowing her own eyes into an impressive glare, Sonya straightened her spine and tipped her head back as much as his grip would allow her and stated proudly. "Yes."

An outraged roar echoed around the room as he threw her forcefully against the wall behind her then advanced on her hunched form, a hand reaching out to grab the white-gold hair on her head and yanking it painfully up so he could bring her to his eye-level. "You are mine. And I will be damned if that dog takes you away from me." He hissed dangerously, not at all caring for the spiteful laugh she spat out in his face.

"You say you'd be damned if he does? What does that matter if you're already a creature that has been labeled damned? You are not human or demon, you aren't even worthy of being called Hanyou, Naraku. All you are is a cobbled-together creature made of even weaker creatures wrapped around a husk of what a soul used to reside in."

She laughed again, completely ignoring the pain that shot up her back as she tugged at his grip on her hair. "You think you can be equal to me? You aren't even worthy to lick the scum off of my feet, much less try to mark me as a mate."

Hearing this, Naraku snarled viciously, yanking her head back and baring his fangs in promise. "The miasma within my body can easily overpower any courting mark he placed upon you." He growled, watching with a sense of satisfaction when her eyes widened slightly.

"A courting mark that was accepted carries more power than a mating mark that was forced, Naraku. You can never purge the link he created with me." She managed to growl out, finding it difficult with the angle at which he held her head.

"I will take my chances." He smiled coldly before lunging forward to sink his fangs into her throat, reveling in the scream that pierced the air around them. Yes, his bond would prove to be stronger than that dogs. And she will come to terms with that over the years they will spend together.

After he had eliminated the pests that thought could kill him.


A sudden, white-hot burn of pain radiated through Sesshomaru, taking him completely by surprise so that he stumbled, earning surprised looks from the rest of the pack that was accustomed to his easy grace.

"Sesshomaru?" Kagome asked quietly, walking over to where he regained his balance and placed his hand to the spot on his neck that flared with pain, silently trying to figure out just what it was before he realized exactly where he was touching. His pulse point.

It wasn't his pain. It was Sonya's. And there would only be one reason her pulse point hurt while in Naraku's care.

"He's forcing a claim on her." He growled dangerously, completely ignoring the worried glances thrown his way as he struggled to reign in the flash of his power that wanted to burst forth. "This one does not know how long the link forged between himself and the wolf will last."

"Then let's go!" Inuyasha shouted, walking over to grab Kagome and pull her onto his back while the others climbed onto the flying creatures in their pack and took to the air, Sesshomaru taking lead as he flew up as well on his yoki cloud, easily pinpointing the location judging by the outpour of pain she sent him. Instinct drove her to send it to him, to tell him where she was. Even if she didn't know it, but Naraku's forced claim was helping her as much as it was hurting her.

Clenching his jaw tightly, he raced forward, ignoring all else as he aimed for the barren plain known as 'dead land' due to lack of plant life. A battle waged years before during his father's time decimated the area to the point of where even nature refused to encroach upon the ruined grounds.

"Of course he would choose this place." Inuyasha snorted from where he sprinted below the others, his miko clinging tightly to his back, a bow clutched in one hand, the quiver of arrows slung over her shoulder for easy reach.

As they raced forward, the pain in his neck faded slowly, ebbing away like the tide of the ocean leaving the shore. It wouldn't be much longer before it faded completely, leaving him aimless without his compass.

Just as quickly as it arrived, it vanished, the pain snuffing out faster than he liked, leaving him to continue travelling in the same direction in hopes the estate that followed Naraku wherever he went was in a straight line. Of course, he had no reason to believe it wasn't, but he wouldn't put it past the spider to begin preparations to move away now that he finished marking her.

'That is if he hasn't taken it upon himself to complete the binding ritual and take her right now.' His subconscious spoke up, ripping a feral snarl from his throat at the thought, spurring him to go faster and slowly begin leaving the pack members behind with his greater speed.

He desired nothing more than to feel the spider squirm under his thumb as he slowly crushed it into the ground. He wanted to feel each bone break and watch as the innards spilled out onto the same ground he is crushed against.

Torturing the spider wouldn't be enough in his book, he wanted his soul to writhe in pain for what he dared to do.


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