AN: Bonjour, mes amis. And before you start hurling random food at
me, let me acknowledge the fact that there was absolutely no
connection between the prologue and chapter 1. Don't worry, I know.
And, I promise it will have a tie-in at the end. I also realize I
say this a lot but......... bare with me?
~hEyKyRa13
Review responses:
IceSpikeXBlackRose: *glares* No! It was not Jay! It was me!......... and the disturbing book called Metamorphosis......... so keep Jay out of it!......... now Jim on the otherhand.........
Nehokia Nazaumi: Well, Inuyasha did sorta do something, but I promise you'll find out at the end......... which I have already officially written, so instead of weeks between each chapter (there ended up being seven in all) it'll hopefully only be a few days!
An Unrelished Fate
Chapter 2
A Need for Justice
I mustn't stop.
With his hands tucked into his sleeves, Inuyasha trudged on, blind to all the life swirling around him. His eyes narrowed. The sights, the sounds, the people- all so full of life and exuberance- all taunting him with their false promises of happiness and peace. They hovered around him, laughing and jeering at him, lingering just out of his reach. He sighed.
Life is for the living.
So why did he stay? Even Kikyo was curious about his endeavors, those of which he spoke to no one about. His fate was one dealt to him as a direct result of his own choices, and so shall the consequences.
He did not expect to receive mercy for his decision. The idea of righting his unjustifiable wrong with his path of suffering never breached the hanyou's mind. Instead, he only sought to experience the pain he knew he deserved- the pain he himself delivered......... to her.
Inuyasha smirked. Who would have guessed the once feared half-demon could be so just a person?
He could not restore all that he had done. To ask for forgiveness was unthinkable. Instead, he did nothing more than abide by his own philosophy- to those who deliver pain, pain must be delivered. In a place where all residents were beyond physical pain, Inuyasha probed into the depths of himself, and his shattered heart, and discovered the means by which to satisfy his need for retribution.
He thought of Kikyo.
I've broken enough hearts. Now it's my turn.
The hanyou looked around him, for the first time conscious of his surroundings, and almost smiled.
And what better way to do it than here?
With a sigh, Inuyasha lifted his bare feet and made his way up the steps.
He was beyond caring. Beyond pity. Beyond hatred. Beyond worry, and self-concern, and vengeance. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not rid himself of the guilt. It watched over him, guarding his heart from any compassion that might try to enter. Like with the loss of the life-giving oxygen that flowed through his heart, bringing forth the solid beat, reaffirming his existence, so he gave up love. Such a thing is meant for those who deserve it. Not for him.
Which is exactly why I'm here.
Squeezing his eyes shut, he pushed himself forward, ignoring the small pleas within him to turn back. Somewhere inside him, a voice said to turn back. It told him that he didn't need to go through with this. That he had done enough.
No.
Casting the lone thoughts aside, Inuyasha continued on, pressing onward. For all the suffering he had caused, he was finally fulfilling the consequences he deserved.
The voice was wrong. He had done too much. He needed to suffer.
I mustn't stop.
AN: Well? How am I doing? Sorry for the wait......... the chapters aren't that difficult to write......... it's just the opening and closing sentences that are hard to think of......... cause they kind of are the theme for the chapter, you know? Anyway, please review, and I'll get to the 3rd chapter......... as soon as I think of another sentence......... hee.........
Review responses:
IceSpikeXBlackRose: *glares* No! It was not Jay! It was me!......... and the disturbing book called Metamorphosis......... so keep Jay out of it!......... now Jim on the otherhand.........
Nehokia Nazaumi: Well, Inuyasha did sorta do something, but I promise you'll find out at the end......... which I have already officially written, so instead of weeks between each chapter (there ended up being seven in all) it'll hopefully only be a few days!
An Unrelished Fate
Chapter 2
A Need for Justice
I mustn't stop.
With his hands tucked into his sleeves, Inuyasha trudged on, blind to all the life swirling around him. His eyes narrowed. The sights, the sounds, the people- all so full of life and exuberance- all taunting him with their false promises of happiness and peace. They hovered around him, laughing and jeering at him, lingering just out of his reach. He sighed.
Life is for the living.
So why did he stay? Even Kikyo was curious about his endeavors, those of which he spoke to no one about. His fate was one dealt to him as a direct result of his own choices, and so shall the consequences.
He did not expect to receive mercy for his decision. The idea of righting his unjustifiable wrong with his path of suffering never breached the hanyou's mind. Instead, he only sought to experience the pain he knew he deserved- the pain he himself delivered......... to her.
Inuyasha smirked. Who would have guessed the once feared half-demon could be so just a person?
He could not restore all that he had done. To ask for forgiveness was unthinkable. Instead, he did nothing more than abide by his own philosophy- to those who deliver pain, pain must be delivered. In a place where all residents were beyond physical pain, Inuyasha probed into the depths of himself, and his shattered heart, and discovered the means by which to satisfy his need for retribution.
He thought of Kikyo.
I've broken enough hearts. Now it's my turn.
The hanyou looked around him, for the first time conscious of his surroundings, and almost smiled.
And what better way to do it than here?
With a sigh, Inuyasha lifted his bare feet and made his way up the steps.
He was beyond caring. Beyond pity. Beyond hatred. Beyond worry, and self-concern, and vengeance. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not rid himself of the guilt. It watched over him, guarding his heart from any compassion that might try to enter. Like with the loss of the life-giving oxygen that flowed through his heart, bringing forth the solid beat, reaffirming his existence, so he gave up love. Such a thing is meant for those who deserve it. Not for him.
Which is exactly why I'm here.
Squeezing his eyes shut, he pushed himself forward, ignoring the small pleas within him to turn back. Somewhere inside him, a voice said to turn back. It told him that he didn't need to go through with this. That he had done enough.
No.
Casting the lone thoughts aside, Inuyasha continued on, pressing onward. For all the suffering he had caused, he was finally fulfilling the consequences he deserved.
The voice was wrong. He had done too much. He needed to suffer.
I mustn't stop.
AN: Well? How am I doing? Sorry for the wait......... the chapters aren't that difficult to write......... it's just the opening and closing sentences that are hard to think of......... cause they kind of are the theme for the chapter, you know? Anyway, please review, and I'll get to the 3rd chapter......... as soon as I think of another sentence......... hee.........