*Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, or its characters. I do own, however,
the original character, Makoto. Using my original characters in your own
stories is not permitted, unless with my consent. Thank you.
Chapter 7
Clear Decisions
Inuyasha was in a state of unconsciousness. Reality had faded from his awareness. His new surroundings were now very surreal, although somewhat tranquil. Voices began to speak to him.
"Inuyasha!"
He listened.
"Inuyasha, I want to see you..."
It was Kagome's voice.
"Inuyasha..."
Her voice disappeared.
"No...Kohaku..."
It was Sango's voice he now heard. She appeared to be mourning.
"No..."
Her sobbing voice gave Inuyasha a sharp pain in his head. It echoed sharply and loudly. Inuyasha winced for a second, but then her mourning ceased. A moment of silence followed, with Inuyasha relaxing in the gentle waves of the chimerical dreamlike ocean. Serenity had put Inuyasha under her spell. He couldn't resist; he was very much vulnerable.
Then, there was a sudden shrill cry. It was Shippo's voice.
"Kagome! Kagome!"
It vanished. The voices slowly soaked into Inuyasha's mind, disturbing him. The peace was now gone.
"I cannot return to this world, Inuyasha..."
It was the voice of Kikyo.
"Farewell, Inuyasha..."
Her voice died. He continued to listen and absorb. Abruptly, a rush of a myriad of voices overwhelmed him; screeches, shrieks, sobs, mourning.
"Inuyasha..."
"Ah!"
"I will not be able to destroy Naraku. I will die soon..."
"Farewell..."
"Kohaku!"
His head was now throbbing and ringing. The voices swirled and gave him pain.
"Inuyasha, I will not return to you."
He could rest no longer. An aggressive fire was rekindled within him. Inuyasha was flung out of his state of unconsciousness, and reborn a full demon.
"Makoto..."
Inuyasha now glared a look of eternal vengeance, through the eyes of a true demon. The satanic blood now coursed through his veins, manipulating his mind. He ignored the now normal Tetsusaiga, lying uselessly on the ground. Makoto became aware of Inuyasha's power, and poised himself.
Meanwhile, in a dark part of the forest, Jaken was mulling over the situation. He realized he couldn't defeat Makoto.
"Oh, Lord Sesshomaru, Rin..."
He peered at his own reflection in the silvery pond.
"I am such a coward, but it is futile. I cannot..."
Jaken mused for a moment longer.
"But I must repay Lord Sesshomaru, even though it isn't vengeance, I believe this would make my Lord and his Rin forgive me."
He thrust his staff into the damp ground, and sat with his leg crossed for a while. He meditated, deep in thought and prayer, and decided.
"Yes, I must."
Jaken stood up and faced his staff. He wore a look of determination and decisiveness; no disguise. He spoke to his staff clearly.
"Kill me."
Chapter 7
Clear Decisions
Inuyasha was in a state of unconsciousness. Reality had faded from his awareness. His new surroundings were now very surreal, although somewhat tranquil. Voices began to speak to him.
"Inuyasha!"
He listened.
"Inuyasha, I want to see you..."
It was Kagome's voice.
"Inuyasha..."
Her voice disappeared.
"No...Kohaku..."
It was Sango's voice he now heard. She appeared to be mourning.
"No..."
Her sobbing voice gave Inuyasha a sharp pain in his head. It echoed sharply and loudly. Inuyasha winced for a second, but then her mourning ceased. A moment of silence followed, with Inuyasha relaxing in the gentle waves of the chimerical dreamlike ocean. Serenity had put Inuyasha under her spell. He couldn't resist; he was very much vulnerable.
Then, there was a sudden shrill cry. It was Shippo's voice.
"Kagome! Kagome!"
It vanished. The voices slowly soaked into Inuyasha's mind, disturbing him. The peace was now gone.
"I cannot return to this world, Inuyasha..."
It was the voice of Kikyo.
"Farewell, Inuyasha..."
Her voice died. He continued to listen and absorb. Abruptly, a rush of a myriad of voices overwhelmed him; screeches, shrieks, sobs, mourning.
"Inuyasha..."
"Ah!"
"I will not be able to destroy Naraku. I will die soon..."
"Farewell..."
"Kohaku!"
His head was now throbbing and ringing. The voices swirled and gave him pain.
"Inuyasha, I will not return to you."
He could rest no longer. An aggressive fire was rekindled within him. Inuyasha was flung out of his state of unconsciousness, and reborn a full demon.
"Makoto..."
Inuyasha now glared a look of eternal vengeance, through the eyes of a true demon. The satanic blood now coursed through his veins, manipulating his mind. He ignored the now normal Tetsusaiga, lying uselessly on the ground. Makoto became aware of Inuyasha's power, and poised himself.
Meanwhile, in a dark part of the forest, Jaken was mulling over the situation. He realized he couldn't defeat Makoto.
"Oh, Lord Sesshomaru, Rin..."
He peered at his own reflection in the silvery pond.
"I am such a coward, but it is futile. I cannot..."
Jaken mused for a moment longer.
"But I must repay Lord Sesshomaru, even though it isn't vengeance, I believe this would make my Lord and his Rin forgive me."
He thrust his staff into the damp ground, and sat with his leg crossed for a while. He meditated, deep in thought and prayer, and decided.
"Yes, I must."
Jaken stood up and faced his staff. He wore a look of determination and decisiveness; no disguise. He spoke to his staff clearly.
"Kill me."