Chapter 16-Annialation

In an instant her senses clicked, and her instincts were now calling her many ignorant names. Kagome had really done it this time...she hadn't been smart enough to wait until they were at least alone in the limo. Now she had three angry people that could break her back in an instant. Mortal people, but angry people nonetheless.

A clawed hand dug into her shoulder and she grimaced, trying her hardest not to react to the pain. Naraku suddenly looked a lot more dangerous, and a lot less neat. "You will regret that move to the pit of your soul, Miko."

Kagome snorted as she was being hauled off his lap to be pressed tightly into the seat. It didn't matter if they were hundreds of pounds bigger than she was; she was not going to be tortured in that seat. She could take them without her hands.

Kagome glanced at one and turned, throwing her arms at his face so that the metal hit his forehead. It worked on him and knocked him out cold, but the other men were now onto her. While Naraku was trying to find a way to stop the glow he was shouting various orders of getting her under control and the other man would not be deterred.

Kagome rolled her eyes. This man looked dumber than the one she had knocked out, it wouldn't take much to get him under control. The one she was worried about was still trying to find a way to stop himself from turning mortal again. He was way too preoccupied to capture Kagome, and why would he need to stop what he's doing if he had mindless zombies to do the work for him?

Yea, she'd like to see them try. She wasn't going down without a fight.

The man attempted to capture her with his hands, but Kagome found that her legs had very easy access to his head. She lay on her back and quickly kicked him square in the nose in the same manner that she had Naraku. Seeing that he wasn't immortal like Naraku had been, the man cried out and held it while it bled between his fingers. She smirked at him. If he wants something to cry about then I'll give him something to cry about.

On his belt loop was a ring of keys, and one of them had to be the one to let her off. With another blow to the face with her hands, she managed to grab the keys and started struggling with them to get the handcuffs off. It wasn't working as well as she had hoped. DAMNIT! How could she do this? She didn't have a way unless she could find something to ruin the metal or have someone else help her. She didn't really have time for either.

Her shoulder already started to bleed, and even though he could have done much worse with those claws of his, it still would slow her down.

She almost gasped but kept it to herself. If she couldn't get off of these, then she would die. Naraku would kill her before she got the chance to use her powers on him. But what in the world could she do?

The second man passed out and dropped on top of the first. Before Kagome could rub it in his face Naraku shoved her hard onto the seat with a thud. He looked a little more peaceful again as he partly stood in front of her, but there was a heaviness to his eyes that scared the living daylights outta her.

Her Miko instincts told her immediately what it was that she was seeing. His mortality was back; he was no longer the cold, heartless demon that didn't show emotion. Now…now he could die with a simple stab to the back.

But she was running out of options. He was fuming; she could see it in his aura like a cloud of fog surrounding just him. She had just figured out how to kill him; of course he would be irked. But Kagome couldn't do anything at the moment, and she prayed that he wouldn't notice that.

"I can't believe the nerve of you, woman. Do you know what you have done?"

"Yea, I just made your ass mortal again. Cry about it." She would have slapped a hand on her mouth, but the widening of the eyes did the trick.

Oh great, now he was FURIOUS.

Kagome smirked. If he's mortal, then now he will feel pain again. As he walked closer to her, she aimed high for his chin and kicked, only to feel his hands dart out and catch her foot, holding it tightly. Hmph…

She used her other foot and nailed his testicles, and this time she could see him wretch in pain. He wanted to crumble to the floor, but he was just too egotistical to show any kind of weakness, especially in front of a woman. Kagome again smirked. He's nothing but a weak demon that hid behind immortality.

A hand went through her stomach, tearing and ripping at the insides and whatever it could get a hold of. She screamed with as much force as her now damaged lungs would let her as she saw white and the demon above her just smirked. "This will teach you." He stated blandly.

Kagome, now with blood leaking down her chin, brought her hands up to her chest and mustered up a devilish smirk. Naraku frowned at his attempt to find out what was so funny. "You will learn one thing from this experience, Naraku, and that is simply that you should NEVER mess with Inuyasha or me." Before he could react, she shoved the knife from her chest up into his and carved with all her remaining strength, having made a light slash in her chest from ripping the knife out of the sheathe.

He couldn't breathe and he stared down at her with disbelief as blood began to leak out of his own mouth. This little woman (injured and on the brink of death) had managed to have the last laugh. A female, a HUMAN female had figured out his secret, and then managed to use it against him. And now he was crumbling to the floor beside her, turning on his back with all his might to try and pull the knife out.

But for this evil demon, it was too late. The blade had done its damage and there was no going back.

Naraku died on the floor, and Kagome managed to pull herself over to the phone with her elbows on the floor, dragging her wound against the carpet of the limo. She was the last one alive besides the driver. And if she let him continue driving, he was going to take her to Naraku's club, where the members will surely finish her off for destroying their gang leader.

She changed her course of dragging on the floor and had enough strength left to pull herself over to the guard that had been knocked out first. She 'borrowed' the gun that rested on his belt and removed it, aiming it at the driver's head through the very tinted window.

Instead of shooting his head, she just barely missed and he screamed in surprise. She pulled herself forward. "THE NEXT ONE GOES THROUGH YOUR HEAD! PULL THIS FUCKER OVER!"

The man nodded nervously and did as he was told, parking in an abandoned lot. When Kagome managed to get close enough to the window, she pointed the gun at the man's head from only inches away. "Now I want…your cell phone…and any devices that you have that men could trace you with. And I will shoot you right now if you don't because I'm a Miko, and I can tell when you're lying." She was amazed at her calmness. If she opened her shirt at the moment and stared at her wound she wouldn't be surprised if she just saw the remains of organs. In fact, she could almost guarantee that the only reason she was still breathing was because of Inuyasha.

The man didn't doubt that she'd lie and he handed her two cells phones, a wire and a button, much like the ones she had. She took the phones and smashed them with the butt of her gun, then brought it back up and glared at the man. "Now start walking…in that direction. And if you tell on me then I will hunt you down and kill you. Remember my powers." She would have said more to the effect of 'drop me off at Inuyasha's club', but he would find a way to avoid her. She used both arms and pointed in the opposite way they came and he was quick to comply. He was out of that limo and running fast down the street, hoping to not get caught.

Kagome dropped the gun and moaned as the pain started washing over her. She sighed. I might…not make it…she took the knife out of Naraku and held it tightly in the palm of her hand while the pain continued to come. She held it close to her heart, both elbows bent, the only thing left of the club, so that in case she did die, she died with honor.

The darkness crept closer and closer. She rested her bruised face on her damaged shoulder, but ignored the slight pain that she felt. There were worse things than the pain of a wound…

…like Inuyasha's reaction when he found her…

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It had been the most frightening thing he had ever felt. He had lost all connections to her when he told her not to do anything, and suddenly after a very strange combination of emotions, Kagome's feelings died. They just stopped, almost like a switch had been turned off. And he knew that wasn't supposed to happen.

He panicked. He didn't know what else to do. The sky roof of Miroku's limo was now completely shattered as he worked his way out of it, jumping inhumanly on top of the limo. Despite the calls of his companions, Inuyasha jumped from one car to the next and continued until he was near some buildings that he could jump up on. Then he was up and jumping as fast as his demon would let him from one building to the next.

It was harder than he thought, but all he could do was scan the area for black limousines. His keen eyesight ensured that anything black would be spotted. He just hoped that what he found in it wasn't as bad as he feared.

Then it hit him like a ton of bricks. Blood, and lots of it were in the area, some of it the familiar scent of Kagome's.

He stopped on top of a building's edge to grasp onto his chest. "Shit, Kagome…" His heart was beating so hard that he feared that he couldn't continue. At that moment he didn't want to continue…he didn't want to see what he probably would see. It was a picture that would forever haunt his dreams. But for her sake, he had to find her. And judging by the amount of blood, he had to find her fast.

Taking a few harsh breaths, he scanned the area for anything that resembled a limo. In what appeared to be an abandoned lot, a limousine parked like it was visiting a nearby show. But the little man that was running from the limo a couple of blocks away told him otherwise.

Inuyasha stared down at it, feeling the brink of tears coming to his eyes. He picked up his cell phone and informed Miroku of his location. "I won't look at it until you get here."

"Are you alright, Inuyasha?"

"If what my goddamn nose tells me is correct, then you'll never see alright again. Now hurry up." He slammed the phone shut and let one tear fall. He was terrified; he didn't want to relive his mother all over again. She died because he didn't stop her even though if he had worked harder he could have. His mind couldn't possible stay stable if he was forced to see Kagome's death.

The other limo pulled up along side it, and Inuyasha cleared his face of any tears before jumping down.

Miroku tapped lightly on the door while Sango pulled out some rubber gloves for the two of them to wear. There was blood on the ground by the door, and they figured that they wouldn't like what they would see or what they would have to investigate.

Miroku shrugged when no one answered. "I'll go first." He opened the door to the limo and stepped inside, but before anyone else could do anything he could be heard muttering. "Holy Mary, mother of Jesus." He stated in disbelief. He wasn't even Christian and those were the first words out of his mouth.

Sango stepped in next and put a hand over her mouth. "Oh Kami…God, is she alright?"

Miroku bent down near her and began the automatic process of checking for a pulse. By then Inuyasha had worked up the courage to enter the limo himself, a leather sleeve over his nose because of the intensity of the scents. He just gaped…he was utterly speechless. She had done it; she had killed Naraku on her own, but still managed to be badly injured. He figured it was more or less a great concept, which she refused to die unless Naraku died with her. And despite her pain she had managed to do it. But was she really dead?
Miroku sighed. "There's a pulse, but it's very faint. Come on, Sango, help me." They grabbed her shoulders and flipped her over, seeing the handcuffs. "Inuyasha, we need that laser thing you keep with you."

Inuyasha quickly pulled it out and handed it to the monk, watching him as he carefully cut her bounds off with the beam. When he took it off, her wrists were a dark purple from where it had held her. From the automatic loosening she dropped the knife on the floor as her hands gave in to the relaxation.

Miroku and Sango assessed where the blood was coming from, and carefully they removed her shirt to get to it. Both could only gape; there were three total wounds, on her stomach, chest and ugly claw marks on her shoulder. But they had no idea how they were going to help her with her stomach. The monk shook his head. "Tell me, Inuyasha, with a wound like that…how is she able to live?"

He sighed deeply and groaned into his hands. "It's our bond, what else?" Thank you Kami she's still alive. He bent down next to her and carefully touched her pale skin. "I have to heal her. Wrap this carefully in a light cover bandage and we'll get her back as soon as possible."

"Be wary of her other wounds, they would normally need stitches."

"I'm wary, monk, I'm wary. Now wrap, and don't make me ask again."

"Of course, Inuyasha."

After carefully wrapping her up, Inuyasha lifted her up and had her lying on his lap the whole way back. He couldn't heal her quite yet, and he'd prefer to do it in the safety of his own room. He felt so much better now that he held her again, but the next few days for him would be hell.

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After careful investigation, Sesshomaru's nose had become clear on one thing; there were multiple people bleeding somewhere in the city. Him being the overly curious demon that he was, he wanted to know what that scent was and why it stroke him as familiar.

He set the club straight for a while, as he took to the air in his super fast traveling speed. In a matter of seconds he was in front of the source of the scent; a black limousine. He smirked. "I wonder what's inside." He stated childishly.

Sesshomaru entered the limo and scrunched up his nose at the stench of blood. He was surprised to find that Naraku was among the dead, and that the scent of that Kagome woman still lingered strongly here.

After the observation, he picked up the knife on the floor and sniffed it. "That woman…" he stated quietly, putting the knife away in his white robes. He bent down and took the pulse of his enemy. "She killed a demon without her powers. She did this with her own bare hands." He made a mental note to be cautious.

He to say in the least was amused. Naraku was known for being cautious, and yet a HUMAN female annihilated him without using her supernatural abilities. "I do not fear you, Kagome Higurashi, but I will not fall into the same trap that Naraku had fallen." Then by simply removing Naraku's cell phone and wallet, he left the limo without so much as a second glance back.

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(A/N-sorry I had to end it there, but give me some credit, I gave you two other chapters. This would be my shortest chapter yet, with only four total pages. WHEW! Anyway, thank you for reading and please review!)