Lost
By Usako Hashiba
Note
Here's the promised 2nd chapter.
Disclaimer
Inu-yasha and its characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi. I only own the characters that I created in this story.
Chapter Five - Revelations of the New Moon
Shori curled up on the futon Kagome set out for her, looking forward to a good night sleep. The aforementioned Miko was seeing if Inu-yasha wanted a brush after she helped Shori untangle her thigh length mane of currently black hair. The silken nightgown she was borrowing for the night was cool, perfect for the warm evening. It nevertheless made the hanyou a little uncomfortable. Having a v-neck opening and ending at her mid-thigh, it showed more skin than she was comfortable showing to anyone. She had been teased enough by females of both human and youkai background when she was pup. Inu-yasha had a similar problem. That was the reason they both wore concealing clothes, besides the armor-like properties of clothes made of fire rat fur.
Shori didn't fall asleep until after Kagome was deep asleep and she adjusted to her presence. By necessarily, she and Inu-yasha were light sleepers and Shori was conditioned to only having Inu-yasha's scent nearby. At last, she lapsed into sleep, dreaming almost immediately . . . .
* * * * * * * * * * *
The stillness of the night was shattered by Father's warning cry before their home was surged by youkai. Mother, looking scared, gathered Inu-yasha and Shori to her just as Father was pushed into the room, badly wounded.
"Get them out of here!" he ordered their mother, struggling to his feet. Doing as she was bide, Mother picked up the five-year-old twins rushing for the exits. Inu-yasha, looking over Mother's shoulder suddenly cried out, "Father!" There was then a dull thud and Shori snuck a peek before they were out of sight. Her father's head was gone from his shoulders, causing the girl to gasp. "Don't look," Mother ordered as she got them to the outer door. Relived to see a clear but knowing that the youkai would follow their path, put down the twins and shoved them in the direction of safety. "Go, run to the special place!" she ordered them just as a tall white- haired inu youkai appeared behind her. They started to run as she said. Shori took a glance over her shoulder and saw the white-haired youkai impale her mother on his claws. Only her brother's tugging hand prevented her from freezing and only shock prevented her from screaming. Following footpaths they knew well, the twins soon arrived at special place. A cave that was hidden from all but them and Mother. She said that people intending them harm couldn't enter so if they ever felt scared to go there. It was only after they collapsed in the cave did the reality of what they had seen caught up and they let out howls of despair.
-
A seven-year-olds face peeked out from behind a couple of bushes, cautiously sniffing the air for people before slipping out and hopping into the water. She didn't mind that it was cold. She only wanted to wash herself.
She was almost done when suddenly three girls from the nearby village appeared, apparently having the same idea Shori did. They were perhaps a few years older than her. identical looks of contempt and disgust marked their features when they noticed the little hanyou, frozen at being caught.
"Well, we can't bathe here. That disgusting hanyou ruined the water!" one announced.
"Hey, probably not good to drink anymore either," her friend agreed as they surrounded the exposed girl. Insults and taunts about her filthiness and body in general filled her ears. The girls were joined by others their age, only laughing cruelly at her tears.
A flare of anger under her pain took hold and she lashed out, slicing the closest girl to the bone with her claws. With a hole in their circle, the hanyou made her escape, her arms covering her head as her friends picked up rocks and threw them at her. a few of the village boys made chase after her until she finally elude them, securing a haven in a tall tree. It was then the girl was finally able to dress herself. Sniffing, she tearfully promised herself that it would never happen again. She would never cry in front anyone again. Especially cruel people who enjoyed her pain.
-
The thirteen-year-old cursed as she missed her prey, a fluffy rabbit. It was her turn to hunt for their dinner and now she'd have to start over!
A scent interrupted her concentration on locating food hovering. The fool stench of oni. She assumed a defensive position, trusting her senses to warn her of their impending attack.
Two jumped out of the bushes and made a grab with the hanyou but she maneuvered out of their way. One, moving quicker than what she'd expect from such a lumbering oaf, grabbed her by her long mane and pulled her against him. His friend roughly kissed as she struggled. His breathe was as foul as his body odor. She dug her claws into the arms of one holding her as his partner felt her sensitive breasts. The oni holding her cursed outloud in pain as the claws cut straight into the bone. His friend stopped his actions to punch her just as the restraining oni released her arms. The added force almost forced her to the ground but the hanyou was used to fighting, even with painful wounds and managed to steady herself.
She lashed out with her sharp claws, removing the previously uninjured oni's left arm. She kneed the other in the groin, earning herself a pained cry. Enraged the one-armed one swung at her but missed. The other attempted to tackle her, trying to use his greater bulk to pin her but she dodged and dug her claws into his belly, tearing it open.
A third oni had now joined the fray, brother to the one she had just killed. Using the power of his rage, he managed to pin the smaller girl to the ground. Shori dug in her claws but they seemed to have little effect. They covered her mouth, preventing her from calling her brother. She bit at the hand, easily and quickly drawing more blood. But the oni was still trying to remove her clothes and had succeeded in ripping her jacket and the yukata underneath it. Shori was now panicking, blinding attacking the oni with all of her strength, ignoring the repeated blows to her body in an attempt to cease her struggles.
She was barely conscious when the oni was forcibly pushed away with an enraged snarl from Inu-yasha. The other was already dead, killed by Inu- yasha's Sankon Tetsusou.
Inu-yasha had carried her back to their camp. She was badly injured; bleeding from several cuts, her left arm broken, and ribs cracked in addition to the bruises that covered her body.
-
Shori was so angry as she stormed off through the woods. How dare he take Kikyou's side! After all they had been through together! Watching their parents die, defending each other against youkai and humans, each other's grip on sanely and only source of love. And he didn't believe her when she said Kikyou tried to force her to leave. Her! His own flesh and blood. Her anger blazed around her as she cut through the underbrush. She prayed she'd never lay eyes on that brat ever again.
-
Shori felt the darkness seep into her mind like a drug, slowing her movements. She was sluggish and her senses were dimming. She tried to fight the sense of nothingness, screamed against the appositive darkness but finally lost her battle, sinking into the darkness. The vague sense of betrayal was her last coherent thought.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Shori awake with a strangled cry to find Kagome leaning over her, shaking her shoulder. Inu-yasha's scent was also in the room as he knelt nearby.
"You screamed in your sleep," Kagome remarked, concern showing in her eyes. "What happened?"
Slowly, Shori recounted her dreams. Her brother confirmed all but the last two as actual events. So engross they were, they didn't notice the rising sun and the twins shift back to hanyou.
Unwilling to attempt more sleep, Shori only grabbed her clothes and dressed quickly. She went outside, jumping up into the tall tree to sort through her confusing memories, desperately trying to recall more details of time between her anger in the forest and slipping into the oblivion on her coma. By breakfast time, her attempts were futitle and she left, more determined than ever to recover her memories. The sense of being betrayed and feeling of missing something continued to plague her through.
Coming Next
Chapter Six - Eyes of Another
By Usako Hashiba
Note
Here's the promised 2nd chapter.
Disclaimer
Inu-yasha and its characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi. I only own the characters that I created in this story.
Chapter Five - Revelations of the New Moon
Shori curled up on the futon Kagome set out for her, looking forward to a good night sleep. The aforementioned Miko was seeing if Inu-yasha wanted a brush after she helped Shori untangle her thigh length mane of currently black hair. The silken nightgown she was borrowing for the night was cool, perfect for the warm evening. It nevertheless made the hanyou a little uncomfortable. Having a v-neck opening and ending at her mid-thigh, it showed more skin than she was comfortable showing to anyone. She had been teased enough by females of both human and youkai background when she was pup. Inu-yasha had a similar problem. That was the reason they both wore concealing clothes, besides the armor-like properties of clothes made of fire rat fur.
Shori didn't fall asleep until after Kagome was deep asleep and she adjusted to her presence. By necessarily, she and Inu-yasha were light sleepers and Shori was conditioned to only having Inu-yasha's scent nearby. At last, she lapsed into sleep, dreaming almost immediately . . . .
* * * * * * * * * * *
The stillness of the night was shattered by Father's warning cry before their home was surged by youkai. Mother, looking scared, gathered Inu-yasha and Shori to her just as Father was pushed into the room, badly wounded.
"Get them out of here!" he ordered their mother, struggling to his feet. Doing as she was bide, Mother picked up the five-year-old twins rushing for the exits. Inu-yasha, looking over Mother's shoulder suddenly cried out, "Father!" There was then a dull thud and Shori snuck a peek before they were out of sight. Her father's head was gone from his shoulders, causing the girl to gasp. "Don't look," Mother ordered as she got them to the outer door. Relived to see a clear but knowing that the youkai would follow their path, put down the twins and shoved them in the direction of safety. "Go, run to the special place!" she ordered them just as a tall white- haired inu youkai appeared behind her. They started to run as she said. Shori took a glance over her shoulder and saw the white-haired youkai impale her mother on his claws. Only her brother's tugging hand prevented her from freezing and only shock prevented her from screaming. Following footpaths they knew well, the twins soon arrived at special place. A cave that was hidden from all but them and Mother. She said that people intending them harm couldn't enter so if they ever felt scared to go there. It was only after they collapsed in the cave did the reality of what they had seen caught up and they let out howls of despair.
-
A seven-year-olds face peeked out from behind a couple of bushes, cautiously sniffing the air for people before slipping out and hopping into the water. She didn't mind that it was cold. She only wanted to wash herself.
She was almost done when suddenly three girls from the nearby village appeared, apparently having the same idea Shori did. They were perhaps a few years older than her. identical looks of contempt and disgust marked their features when they noticed the little hanyou, frozen at being caught.
"Well, we can't bathe here. That disgusting hanyou ruined the water!" one announced.
"Hey, probably not good to drink anymore either," her friend agreed as they surrounded the exposed girl. Insults and taunts about her filthiness and body in general filled her ears. The girls were joined by others their age, only laughing cruelly at her tears.
A flare of anger under her pain took hold and she lashed out, slicing the closest girl to the bone with her claws. With a hole in their circle, the hanyou made her escape, her arms covering her head as her friends picked up rocks and threw them at her. a few of the village boys made chase after her until she finally elude them, securing a haven in a tall tree. It was then the girl was finally able to dress herself. Sniffing, she tearfully promised herself that it would never happen again. She would never cry in front anyone again. Especially cruel people who enjoyed her pain.
-
The thirteen-year-old cursed as she missed her prey, a fluffy rabbit. It was her turn to hunt for their dinner and now she'd have to start over!
A scent interrupted her concentration on locating food hovering. The fool stench of oni. She assumed a defensive position, trusting her senses to warn her of their impending attack.
Two jumped out of the bushes and made a grab with the hanyou but she maneuvered out of their way. One, moving quicker than what she'd expect from such a lumbering oaf, grabbed her by her long mane and pulled her against him. His friend roughly kissed as she struggled. His breathe was as foul as his body odor. She dug her claws into the arms of one holding her as his partner felt her sensitive breasts. The oni holding her cursed outloud in pain as the claws cut straight into the bone. His friend stopped his actions to punch her just as the restraining oni released her arms. The added force almost forced her to the ground but the hanyou was used to fighting, even with painful wounds and managed to steady herself.
She lashed out with her sharp claws, removing the previously uninjured oni's left arm. She kneed the other in the groin, earning herself a pained cry. Enraged the one-armed one swung at her but missed. The other attempted to tackle her, trying to use his greater bulk to pin her but she dodged and dug her claws into his belly, tearing it open.
A third oni had now joined the fray, brother to the one she had just killed. Using the power of his rage, he managed to pin the smaller girl to the ground. Shori dug in her claws but they seemed to have little effect. They covered her mouth, preventing her from calling her brother. She bit at the hand, easily and quickly drawing more blood. But the oni was still trying to remove her clothes and had succeeded in ripping her jacket and the yukata underneath it. Shori was now panicking, blinding attacking the oni with all of her strength, ignoring the repeated blows to her body in an attempt to cease her struggles.
She was barely conscious when the oni was forcibly pushed away with an enraged snarl from Inu-yasha. The other was already dead, killed by Inu- yasha's Sankon Tetsusou.
Inu-yasha had carried her back to their camp. She was badly injured; bleeding from several cuts, her left arm broken, and ribs cracked in addition to the bruises that covered her body.
-
Shori was so angry as she stormed off through the woods. How dare he take Kikyou's side! After all they had been through together! Watching their parents die, defending each other against youkai and humans, each other's grip on sanely and only source of love. And he didn't believe her when she said Kikyou tried to force her to leave. Her! His own flesh and blood. Her anger blazed around her as she cut through the underbrush. She prayed she'd never lay eyes on that brat ever again.
-
Shori felt the darkness seep into her mind like a drug, slowing her movements. She was sluggish and her senses were dimming. She tried to fight the sense of nothingness, screamed against the appositive darkness but finally lost her battle, sinking into the darkness. The vague sense of betrayal was her last coherent thought.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Shori awake with a strangled cry to find Kagome leaning over her, shaking her shoulder. Inu-yasha's scent was also in the room as he knelt nearby.
"You screamed in your sleep," Kagome remarked, concern showing in her eyes. "What happened?"
Slowly, Shori recounted her dreams. Her brother confirmed all but the last two as actual events. So engross they were, they didn't notice the rising sun and the twins shift back to hanyou.
Unwilling to attempt more sleep, Shori only grabbed her clothes and dressed quickly. She went outside, jumping up into the tall tree to sort through her confusing memories, desperately trying to recall more details of time between her anger in the forest and slipping into the oblivion on her coma. By breakfast time, her attempts were futitle and she left, more determined than ever to recover her memories. The sense of being betrayed and feeling of missing something continued to plague her through.
Coming Next
Chapter Six - Eyes of Another