This is probably the shortest chapter that I have written for this story. I had a bit of a writers block for it but I got this out as well as an idea for the next chapter which will be pretty long. I'm not too happy with this one but it will do for now, I just wanted to get something posted for you guys! I'm working on the next chapter as I type and something pretty serious is going to happen to Sesshomaru, I can't wait!
Happy reading!
~MidEvilLight
Eavan sat quietly upon a large boulder, fingers folded in her lap as she gazed upon her demon. Sesshomaru was hunting, sniffing out any demon he could find and battling them with Tenseiga's new technique. Every time he called upon the technique, a pulling sensation was felt in her chest followed by a chill as the Meido opened and pulled the demons into the underworld. She wasn't even doing anything but she grew more exhausted with every swing of the sword.
Quickly standing to her feet, she stretched her stiff limbs behind her and sighed as Sesshomaru leapt away after the last of the demons in the area were killed. With tired eyes, she watched Sesshomaru disappear over the tree tops; his silver hair billowing away until she could no longer see a single strand.
"Don't overdue yourself, love." She whispered with a low chuckle and was about to follow after him until a cold chill ran over her spine, a chill that was not pleasant but not sinister. Turning around slowly, green eyes scanned the tree lines and found nothing there.
Eavan continued to scan the trees hoping to see what caused her spine to tingle but yet, she saw nothing. Humming to herself she went to walk away, turning her back on the trees she went to follow after her demon but then she heard it. A low and soft hissing noise erupted in her ears and upon spinning around toward the trees, an eyebrow raised once she caught sight of a few silver snake like demons weaving around the tree trunks.
"What are those?" She whispered and like the snake demons heard her soft speaking, they set their black eyes upon her and slithered in her direction.
Eavan froze and her heart pounded as the demons slithered and swirled around her, their little pincer like arms grabbing at something that wasn't seen. They slithered and grabbed at her, wanting to take something from her but she didn't know what they wanted and it frightened the red haired spirit.
"You may cease, her soul cannot be collected." A low and sultry voice was heard from the tree line and upon their speaking; the soul collectors slithered away and began circling around a form that was limping out of the forest.
Eavan stiffened as she watched what appeared to be a priestess limping out of the forest using her long bow as a crutch. The woman crept closer with her eyes locked upon Eavan and the spirit could only stare as she got closer. She can see me? She thought when the woman's deep brown eyes scanned over her form, eyebrows knitting but her frozen expression never changed.
"You are a spirit are not?" The woman asked as her brown eyes searched Eavan's eyes.
"Who are you?" This woman was a human but not one of the living. Green eyes grazed over the woman's body and saw that cracks were appearing in her skin and she was breathing heavily. Eavan backed away from the woman with an air of weariness around her.
The woman smiled and let a small chuckle ring through. "I am called Kikyo and you do not need to fear me. My soul collectors could not take your soul for me, why is that?"
Of course, those snakes were circling around her and grasping at her in order to capture her soul. So this woman was neither dead nor alive and survived off of souls in order to move. No, she was not like Eavan.
"I do not leave until I am ready." She spoke with confidence and stared at the woman who stood straighter and smiled with a soft hum.
"I see, it's because of Sesshomaru. You do not need to look so surprised; I've you before upon him and his pack. I just now have finally had the chance to see for myself what exactly you were." Her voice held no room for interrupting and with thoughts swirling through her mind, she eyed Eavan once more.
"You have a purpose here, a very important purpose and you are grounded to this world until that purpose is fulfilled." Kikyo chuckled softly and let a knowing yet sad smile creep upon her features. "I see."
Eavan locked the woman's gaze with her own. "I can see that you have an important purpose to fulfill as well. I can feel you already possess a very strong presence but I can see that you are in pain."
"Aye I am but I cannot stop now. Once I had finally gotten closer to you and was able to fully sense your spirit, I felt that your soul was powerful and obtaining it would be useful for my own purpose."
Eavan furred her eyebrows and let a scowl rip into her features upon hearing what Kikyo spoke. "You were going to steal my soul in order to benefit yourself?"
Kikyo let a mirthful laugh fall from her lips that was followed by a hiss. "As I said, your soul is powerful and is already bound to this world. Neither I nor anyone else could collect it, keep that in mind."
Before Eavan could spout an insult toward the dead priestess, Kikyo turned with a small nod and began to depart back for the trees before turning around once more to send a gaze toward Eavan.
"What is your name, if I may ask?"
There was something about this woman that was just so sad and Eavan could feel it creep into her being like the icy fingers of winter, she felt pity for the woman.
"My name is Eavan."
"Well Eavan, I pray you find closure and can be happy once more." A sad smile appeared as well one single glittering tear to fall down her pal flesh. "We both share that same desire." With that being said, Kikyo disappeared into the dark woods, her form merging with the darkness until Eavan could see her no more.
She watched the priestess disappear and let out a sigh that she forgot she was holding. What a strange encounter. Eavan knitted her hands together and turned to walk away but turned around once more, locking her gaze on the forest entry. Why would Kikyo want to take her soul? Eavan could see that she used the souls in order to remain among the living but how was she here?
Yes, Eavan has encountered wandering spirits throughout her travels, even helped most leave for good and find peace but that woman; Kikyo held the body of a living human but yet she was not a true human. What an enigma.
Before a migraine could take form behind her eyes, Eavan began to make her way back to her demon before another feeling washed over her. Again? What is this? She thought as her heart constricted in a mild pain and her breath became labored. Something was wrong, something very wrong.
Her spine began to tingle and soon she was leaping through the brush at such a speed that the wind actually chilled her skin. Huffing a deep breath she hiked her skirt up to pass over a fallen log, her pale feet barely skimming the ground in her haste.
Tell me what's wrong! What is this terrible feeling? Her heart leapt into her throat when she turned a sharp right and barreled through the forest, following the path that Sesshomaru had taken some time ago. Yes, it was Sesshomaru; something wasn't right. She could feel in her breast the shiver of panic upon thinking the worst of outcomes.
Was he hurt? Did he do something brash? What the hell was happening?
With dread settling into her belly, Eavan continued to sprint toward Sesshomaru, throwing a prayer to the heavens that everything was okay; that her demon was okay.
