Fateful Curse by Heather Christi
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Inuyasha but I do own my own characters I make up and I OWN SESSY (only in my dreams and thoughts). DON'T SUE! Go somewhere else lawyers! SICK THEM OFF QUACKERS! ::sends big yellow duck to quack at the evil lawyers:: HEHE ^_^
Sorry readers and fan of this story. I've been having a writer's block, yes. Plus I've been working on the sequel to Angel Eyes. I'm already on the fourth chapter for that. This story will probably reach around 15 chapters if I can finish it off. I can't finish stories that well.
::thoughts:: ENJOY!
Chapter Seven- Long Conversations
"I knew you'd be here," Otaki-seisui repeated again, softer this time. Her smoky-gray silver eyes flickered with the specks of silver but the glowing faded into a tiny sparkle in her eyes.
Miroku drew Sango close to him and held her tightly. He was sneering at the blue-haired woman while Sango stared at her in awe. She was amazed at this woman's goddess like beauty. Sango felt like she could trust this woman because her silver eyes held such warmth and honesty Sango couldn't help but think of her as her friend. Before Sango could make a reply or comment to the goddess in front, Miroku spoke up.
"What do you want?" he sneered. Sango was surprised by his rudeness. Usually he wasn't this way to such a beautiful woman. ::Maybe she didn't want to bear his child:: That thought caused anger to flow through her so she pushed Miroku away from her.
"Miroku! Don't be so rude to her!" Sango defended the sky blue-haired beauty. She turned away from the shocked Miroku and faced the unknown woman. "Who are you? How did you know we'd be here?"
The woman stepped forward causing her hair to flow out behind her and her dark blue falcon earrings to swing. She stopped when she was standing about three feet away from Sango. She bowed down slightly and then came up looking straight into Sango's chocolate brown eyes with her silver ones. "Excuse me for intruding in this 'moment' of yours but my name is Otaki-seisui but call me Otaki."
::Cascade Pure Water? Weird:: Sango thought. Before she continued her thoughts she was interrupted by the strange woman.
"I'm here because I need your help."
Miroku, who regained his courage and composure, decided to speak up but not to gently either. He walked over to Sango and embraced her as he spoke these words. "Why would we want to help you?" he hissed at 'Otaki'. Sango looked up at him in disbelief, her eyes scolding him like a little puppy that was housebroken.
"Please, I'm in dire need of assistance. I also know Miroku that you and Sango are in trouble with my sister, Okibi-shashu."
Sango was surprised by that comment and how she automatically knew their names. "How'd you know our names?"
Otaki shifted her gaze from Miroku to Sango and she replied. "My little secret." She winked at her which caused Sango to blush for some unknown reason. Otaki turned back to Miroku with feisty silver eyes. "Let me explain to you the whole story. You might want to sit down for this." Otaki grabbed the wooden chair next to the bed and sat near the warm fire. The fire glow illuminated her hair and made her glow. Her silver eyes flickered dark and sky blue seeming to glow. Miroku led Sango over to the bed and they sat down. He protectively kept the uninjured arm around her shoulders. They both paid attention to the mysterious woman who had a tale to tell. Miroku listened reluctantly while Sango was very much interested in the woman's pleas and tale.
"My name as you already know is Otaki-seisui and it means 'cascade pure water'. I come from a family of pure falcon demons along with my half- sister Okibi-shashu, which means 'blazing fire archer'. We travel in the forests and we are considered the highest of our demons. I really have no idea how to explain this but my half-sister hates my guts really." Sango interrupted her.
"Why does she hate you? You seem so nice." Otaki just stared at her dumbly but then smiled warmly at her.
"Thanks but nothing's always what it seems. Anyway, my half-sister and I both have different mothers. My mother's name was Tentou-awai meaning 'heaven light'. My half-sister's mothers name was Kasai-zankou meaning 'fire after-glow'. Both of them are in fact dead." Otaki got a blank look in her eyes like she wasn't even there, almost like she was zoning out, remembering some painful memories of hers.
"My half-sister hates me because she believed my mother had tried to kill her own birth mother. She became revengeful and had the lust for spilled blood. Okibi lusts to kill and she wants to kill me. Slaughter me. Her own half-sister." Otaki clenched her hands into fists and her eyes seemed to flicker with dark blue. They seemed to glow blue.
"Okibi was banished from my home and the forest by my mother, Tentou-awai because she had tried to kill my mother and me out of revenge. My mother, sadly, passed away because she couldn't take what Okibi had done to her." Otaki lowered her head for a moment.
After a minute or so, she lifted her head and her eyes had a river of tears running down her flawless face. Her eyes were glowing blue and her features possessed a sad smile. "My half-sister now searches for the Shikon no Tama for revenge on me and so she can gain more power. She'll stop at nothing to find it and now she has. You have the jewel, don't you?" Miroku spoke up.
"We don't have the jewel right now at this moment. But I'm sorry for your loss." Miroku's voice had the tone of pity and sadness. Sango remembered that Miroku had lost his father by the curse in his right hand he never asked for. Sango felt like crying for both of their losses. This then made her think of her brother, Kohaku, who was under Naraku's control. She felt unshed tears sting the back of her eyes but she willed them away. Miroku felt her discomfort and depression so he squeezed her shoulders giving some reassurance. Sango looked up into the purple eyes of the cursed monk. She smiled softly and sadly and he smiled back. The moment was ruined by Otaki's tale.
"As it follows," both Miroku and Sango turned to face Otaki with blushing faces. "I have a birthright. This whip," Otaki pulled out long whip with a dark blue falcon feather attached to the handle grip. "This whip is called Whip of Water. My half-sister has a set of arrows and a bow called Bow of Fire. Both of us are equal so I need your strength to help defeat my blood crazy half-sister. She will kill anyone who gets in her way, including the lives of the innocent. I must prevent this. My sister never used to be this way with her heart tainted with remorse and revenge. She used to be kind and caring and full of life. But now she's so remote and her fire has died ever since she lost her mother, Kasai-zankou. This all happened, these deaths, after we saw this strange demon wearing a white baboon pelt. I will forever think he has something to do with all this."
Miroku and Sango both tensed when she mentioned the demon wearing the white baboon pelt. Both of them hissed out the name of the horrible demon that had trashed their lives and made them go through hell. "NARAKU!" Otaki looked at them in shock. ::So they know.:: Miroku spoke up once again.
"How long has it been since you have seen this demon?"
"A couple months ago in a forest a week walk on foot away from here. It's been a long while so I doubt he's even there anymore. Personally, he seemed more like a coward than a fierce demon," Otaki replied.
Sango spoke up next in a strong stern voice. "We'll help you. We have some things to deal with that coward. He shall not escape!" her eyes were blazing with the thought of her brother Kohaku in the hands of that sinister coward of a demon. "Scum like him deserve to die." Otaki spoke once again.
"First let's handle my half-sister. She shall be her soon. Okibi isn't one to just give up, especially when it has to do with her mother. Are you ready to fight my sister? This battle will be anything but easy."
Miroku remembered his shoulder and Otaki seemed to notice for she got up off of the wooden chair and made her way over to stand in front of his wound. She placed her right hand over the wound lightly and began to chant with her silver eyes shut. Her hair began to glow sky blue and float up into the hair looking like a waterfall.
"Zen'yu. zen'yu. zen'yu. zen'yu. zen'yu..." Miroku felt a tingling in his shoulder and suddenly there was no pain. She stopped and uncovered the wound. There was no sign of the wound but his robes was still torn and damp. Sango stared in awe and amazement.
"How'd you do that?" Sango breathed out while Miroku was still in shock. Otaki looked at her as her light sky blue hair gracefully floated down her back.
"My little secret," she winked again.
BOOM!
A loud boom sounded from outside of the wooden cabin they were inside. Sango looked around cautiously. "What the hell was that?" Otaki had a bored and sad look on her face.
"That would be my half-sister, Okibi. She got here faster than I thought she would. Time to go out and face now. Are you ready?" Both Sango and Miroku exchanged glances before they turned back to her and nodded in agreement. Sango moved away from Miroku and went to pick up her boomerang next to the fire. Miroku picked up his staff and readied his fighting wards. Otaki pulled out her Whip of Water and her eyes turned fierce and determined.
They turned towards the door and stepped out into the darkened world of starry nights. This was going to be one of the toughest fights of their lives.
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I built a plot! I built a plot! I built a plot! ::dances around::
By the way, Zen'yu means 'complete healing'. Sorry about not updating earlier. To make it up for all you fans and readers, I'll be posting a chapter the day after tomorrow or the day after that. But I need some suggestions for this fighting scene. Anyone have questions about my characters or anything just ask and I'll reply.
-Heather Christi (=^_^=)
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Inuyasha but I do own my own characters I make up and I OWN SESSY (only in my dreams and thoughts). DON'T SUE! Go somewhere else lawyers! SICK THEM OFF QUACKERS! ::sends big yellow duck to quack at the evil lawyers:: HEHE ^_^
Sorry readers and fan of this story. I've been having a writer's block, yes. Plus I've been working on the sequel to Angel Eyes. I'm already on the fourth chapter for that. This story will probably reach around 15 chapters if I can finish it off. I can't finish stories that well.
::thoughts:: ENJOY!
Chapter Seven- Long Conversations
"I knew you'd be here," Otaki-seisui repeated again, softer this time. Her smoky-gray silver eyes flickered with the specks of silver but the glowing faded into a tiny sparkle in her eyes.
Miroku drew Sango close to him and held her tightly. He was sneering at the blue-haired woman while Sango stared at her in awe. She was amazed at this woman's goddess like beauty. Sango felt like she could trust this woman because her silver eyes held such warmth and honesty Sango couldn't help but think of her as her friend. Before Sango could make a reply or comment to the goddess in front, Miroku spoke up.
"What do you want?" he sneered. Sango was surprised by his rudeness. Usually he wasn't this way to such a beautiful woman. ::Maybe she didn't want to bear his child:: That thought caused anger to flow through her so she pushed Miroku away from her.
"Miroku! Don't be so rude to her!" Sango defended the sky blue-haired beauty. She turned away from the shocked Miroku and faced the unknown woman. "Who are you? How did you know we'd be here?"
The woman stepped forward causing her hair to flow out behind her and her dark blue falcon earrings to swing. She stopped when she was standing about three feet away from Sango. She bowed down slightly and then came up looking straight into Sango's chocolate brown eyes with her silver ones. "Excuse me for intruding in this 'moment' of yours but my name is Otaki-seisui but call me Otaki."
::Cascade Pure Water? Weird:: Sango thought. Before she continued her thoughts she was interrupted by the strange woman.
"I'm here because I need your help."
Miroku, who regained his courage and composure, decided to speak up but not to gently either. He walked over to Sango and embraced her as he spoke these words. "Why would we want to help you?" he hissed at 'Otaki'. Sango looked up at him in disbelief, her eyes scolding him like a little puppy that was housebroken.
"Please, I'm in dire need of assistance. I also know Miroku that you and Sango are in trouble with my sister, Okibi-shashu."
Sango was surprised by that comment and how she automatically knew their names. "How'd you know our names?"
Otaki shifted her gaze from Miroku to Sango and she replied. "My little secret." She winked at her which caused Sango to blush for some unknown reason. Otaki turned back to Miroku with feisty silver eyes. "Let me explain to you the whole story. You might want to sit down for this." Otaki grabbed the wooden chair next to the bed and sat near the warm fire. The fire glow illuminated her hair and made her glow. Her silver eyes flickered dark and sky blue seeming to glow. Miroku led Sango over to the bed and they sat down. He protectively kept the uninjured arm around her shoulders. They both paid attention to the mysterious woman who had a tale to tell. Miroku listened reluctantly while Sango was very much interested in the woman's pleas and tale.
"My name as you already know is Otaki-seisui and it means 'cascade pure water'. I come from a family of pure falcon demons along with my half- sister Okibi-shashu, which means 'blazing fire archer'. We travel in the forests and we are considered the highest of our demons. I really have no idea how to explain this but my half-sister hates my guts really." Sango interrupted her.
"Why does she hate you? You seem so nice." Otaki just stared at her dumbly but then smiled warmly at her.
"Thanks but nothing's always what it seems. Anyway, my half-sister and I both have different mothers. My mother's name was Tentou-awai meaning 'heaven light'. My half-sister's mothers name was Kasai-zankou meaning 'fire after-glow'. Both of them are in fact dead." Otaki got a blank look in her eyes like she wasn't even there, almost like she was zoning out, remembering some painful memories of hers.
"My half-sister hates me because she believed my mother had tried to kill her own birth mother. She became revengeful and had the lust for spilled blood. Okibi lusts to kill and she wants to kill me. Slaughter me. Her own half-sister." Otaki clenched her hands into fists and her eyes seemed to flicker with dark blue. They seemed to glow blue.
"Okibi was banished from my home and the forest by my mother, Tentou-awai because she had tried to kill my mother and me out of revenge. My mother, sadly, passed away because she couldn't take what Okibi had done to her." Otaki lowered her head for a moment.
After a minute or so, she lifted her head and her eyes had a river of tears running down her flawless face. Her eyes were glowing blue and her features possessed a sad smile. "My half-sister now searches for the Shikon no Tama for revenge on me and so she can gain more power. She'll stop at nothing to find it and now she has. You have the jewel, don't you?" Miroku spoke up.
"We don't have the jewel right now at this moment. But I'm sorry for your loss." Miroku's voice had the tone of pity and sadness. Sango remembered that Miroku had lost his father by the curse in his right hand he never asked for. Sango felt like crying for both of their losses. This then made her think of her brother, Kohaku, who was under Naraku's control. She felt unshed tears sting the back of her eyes but she willed them away. Miroku felt her discomfort and depression so he squeezed her shoulders giving some reassurance. Sango looked up into the purple eyes of the cursed monk. She smiled softly and sadly and he smiled back. The moment was ruined by Otaki's tale.
"As it follows," both Miroku and Sango turned to face Otaki with blushing faces. "I have a birthright. This whip," Otaki pulled out long whip with a dark blue falcon feather attached to the handle grip. "This whip is called Whip of Water. My half-sister has a set of arrows and a bow called Bow of Fire. Both of us are equal so I need your strength to help defeat my blood crazy half-sister. She will kill anyone who gets in her way, including the lives of the innocent. I must prevent this. My sister never used to be this way with her heart tainted with remorse and revenge. She used to be kind and caring and full of life. But now she's so remote and her fire has died ever since she lost her mother, Kasai-zankou. This all happened, these deaths, after we saw this strange demon wearing a white baboon pelt. I will forever think he has something to do with all this."
Miroku and Sango both tensed when she mentioned the demon wearing the white baboon pelt. Both of them hissed out the name of the horrible demon that had trashed their lives and made them go through hell. "NARAKU!" Otaki looked at them in shock. ::So they know.:: Miroku spoke up once again.
"How long has it been since you have seen this demon?"
"A couple months ago in a forest a week walk on foot away from here. It's been a long while so I doubt he's even there anymore. Personally, he seemed more like a coward than a fierce demon," Otaki replied.
Sango spoke up next in a strong stern voice. "We'll help you. We have some things to deal with that coward. He shall not escape!" her eyes were blazing with the thought of her brother Kohaku in the hands of that sinister coward of a demon. "Scum like him deserve to die." Otaki spoke once again.
"First let's handle my half-sister. She shall be her soon. Okibi isn't one to just give up, especially when it has to do with her mother. Are you ready to fight my sister? This battle will be anything but easy."
Miroku remembered his shoulder and Otaki seemed to notice for she got up off of the wooden chair and made her way over to stand in front of his wound. She placed her right hand over the wound lightly and began to chant with her silver eyes shut. Her hair began to glow sky blue and float up into the hair looking like a waterfall.
"Zen'yu. zen'yu. zen'yu. zen'yu. zen'yu..." Miroku felt a tingling in his shoulder and suddenly there was no pain. She stopped and uncovered the wound. There was no sign of the wound but his robes was still torn and damp. Sango stared in awe and amazement.
"How'd you do that?" Sango breathed out while Miroku was still in shock. Otaki looked at her as her light sky blue hair gracefully floated down her back.
"My little secret," she winked again.
BOOM!
A loud boom sounded from outside of the wooden cabin they were inside. Sango looked around cautiously. "What the hell was that?" Otaki had a bored and sad look on her face.
"That would be my half-sister, Okibi. She got here faster than I thought she would. Time to go out and face now. Are you ready?" Both Sango and Miroku exchanged glances before they turned back to her and nodded in agreement. Sango moved away from Miroku and went to pick up her boomerang next to the fire. Miroku picked up his staff and readied his fighting wards. Otaki pulled out her Whip of Water and her eyes turned fierce and determined.
They turned towards the door and stepped out into the darkened world of starry nights. This was going to be one of the toughest fights of their lives.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I built a plot! I built a plot! I built a plot! ::dances around::
By the way, Zen'yu means 'complete healing'. Sorry about not updating earlier. To make it up for all you fans and readers, I'll be posting a chapter the day after tomorrow or the day after that. But I need some suggestions for this fighting scene. Anyone have questions about my characters or anything just ask and I'll reply.
-Heather Christi (=^_^=)