Miroku quickly assessed the situation overtop of Sango's head, Sango
turning from the houshi's chest to be confronted with the same scene as the
houshi. The single black figure standing in the middle of the shadows,
hands outstretched. Almost seeming to be controlling the shadows as they
enveloped the couple, and the surrounding area a few feet each direction.
They seemed to be lifted, faded as the figure touched the hood of the
cloak, lifting it to reveal a young woman, perhaps in her mid-twenties with
long raven hair and fiery black eyes.
She withdrew two knives; which seemed to be twin katanas. Both were identical, except for a small stone setting in the handle of each one, one was black. The other was white. The black one currently seemed to be pulsating. The figure grinned.
"Naraku sent me to finish you off!" She called simply, her voice was harsh, more masculine then feminine. Making both of the nigens wince.
"Whoever you are. We're not interested!" Miroku shouted, although he was silenced as the demon raised the left katana, not the shadow one, the white one. Light emitted harshly from it as it was swept down, contrasting with the darkness. The darkness rushed past Sango and Miroku. Making them both fall to their knees in pain as it shot through them.
Lifting his head, Miroku looked up, watching in honest amazement as the blackness surrounded the light energy. Rolling it all into what seemed to be a spiraling ball. "What the hell is this?" He wondered aloud. But something made his heart stop as he looked down at Sango. She was shaking uncontrollably, under his grip where he held her to the ground. Suddenly a white light shot out of her, connecting to the ball itself. Miroku's eyes widened as his lover went limp. "What the hell did you do to her?!" He cried out. But that was when he noticed other energies swirling around them. All of them connecting in the ball that was being controlled by the demon. White energies, black energies, green energies, all from their respective holders. Miko's, youkais, trees, and waters, everything that had energy was dieing around them. Miroku looked down to Sango. Growling as he cast about for his fallen staff. It as quite a ways away he noticed, relinquishing his hold on Sango. He crawled after it.
His hands connected with the smooth round wood as he grunted, pulling himself up with a large grunt, struggling to his feet as energy whipped past him. The good energy did not hurt going through, but Kami did the dark stuff every whip him hard. Miroku gasped as another shot went through him, staggering forward the houshi looked up, seeing the ball get bigger and bigger. Finally it seemed to have reached capacity. Shrinking it morphed into a little black ball. Not much larger then the size of the young houshi's fist. "Prepare to die houshi!" The demon whispered, before lifting the ball up between her hands. The Katana's floating behind her with absolutely nothing touching them to hold them there.
Miroku's eyes widened as the ball floated between the girl's slender fingers, rising up until she looked up, her eyes had taken on an eerie hue, more of a pale glowing white now. It floated above her head, until the woman brought her arms down. The young houshi frowned as it shot towards him, looking to his air rip in his hand; he touched the beads, until a thought dawned on him. Sango's energy was in the ball! If it were destroyed, Sango would be killed. Hissing Miroku ripped out a charm paper, holding it out in front of him as the ball came hurtling towards him. 'Kami I hope this works!" He cried above the winds. The ball hurtled at him, making Miroku cry out as he was hurled backwards. But the ball did not pierce through the charm as Miroku flinched, trying to overpower it he brought out another seal, ducking out of the way as he let go of the seal. It floated in mid air, with the energy ball still trying to burst through it. Miroku hissed, bringing out a seal he slapped it down underneath the ball as barriers shot up. He knew one thing. The woman was controlling it. If he could kill her, not matter how beautiful she was, then they would be safe.
Miroku advanced, staff in hand as he growled. "I'm going to kill you, whoever in kami's name you are!" He shouted before advancing. He growled as he lunged, only to be met in the chest with a large ball of dark energy that shot from the womans hand. Miroku coughed, as he keeled over, landing in the dirt he stared up, trying to get back to his feet. Gasping in pain the houshi stared out as his vision blurred, trying to focus on the woman as he threw out another seal, bringing his staff around, he hit no the woman, but the evil energy surrounding her.
The woman blanched, a terrible scream emitting from her throat as the black katana, where all the evil energy seemed to come from. Rattling the woman cried out, taking the katana in hand she drew it backwards, the evil energy withdrawing from around the three people. The large ball from before, which was still trying dumbly to break through the seal, began to writh, as the dark energy stripped off it, leaving it to glow white for a moment, before all the energy shot off into the darkness. Miroku sighing heavily in relief as Sango received her energies back.
Although her eyes opened, Sango could not immediately get up. She looked up at Miroku, seeing him standing there looking at him. The chest of his robes where covered in blood. And there was a little pool where it was dripping off his robes. "Houshi-sama!" She gasped out, pushing herself to her knees with great effort as she looked at the houshi. Her hirakatsu was still back at the hut. She had been so blinded by the houshi, she had forgotten all about protection. Unwittingly, they had both walked into the dangerous part of the forest. With nothing but the failing young houshi's seals, and his powers.
"Sango...Run!" Miroku gasped, "Go find InuYasha, Kaede, Anyone!" He gasped as he pulled out another seal. "I can hold this thing off..."
The energy had become, not evil, but reeked with the power of the demon female. The 'good' energy was really only good in the youkai's eyes. Both the humans were suffering substantially from the exposure.
"Miroku...I couldn't!" Sango stuttered, looking to her friend and comrade. She could not leave him in battle. She walked to his back, putting her arm around him; she helped him steady himself, so that he could concentrate his energies on summoning enough power from himself.
"You're a fool Sango..." Miroku whispered, but smiled jus the same. Lifting his hands he growled. "I an use my void now, seeing as nobody would be in danger." He whispered to Sango, who nodded, slipping behind the houshi to be out of harms way.
The woman had been warned before about the houshi's hand. Glaring at the young monk she growled, spreading her arms she gathered dark energy from herself. Not the sword which she had sheathed at her side. "Then I shall take one of you with me!" She screamed as Miroku unleashed his wind tunnel. "Houriki!" He cried out over the winds.
The woman's eyes widened, as she let go of the energy, throwing it hard out of the vortex of the winds, directing it not at Miroku, but at Sango.
It only took a moment to devour the woman with his Houriki, but it was Sango's scream that caught Miroku off guard. He only had a moment to watch helplessly, as it connected with the side of his favorite youkai tai-jya. Sango only had a moment to think, and to try and dodge. If she hadn't, it would have hit her in the middle, and killed her instantly. It grazed her side, blood flying out of her wound. It stretched up her entire side as she screamed out in pain. "Kyyaaaaaaaa!"
Miroku cried out, diving to Sango's side, forgetting his own wounds as he looked at his love, sprawled out in a spread eagle position, panting heavily, eyes closed in pain. "Sango-chan?" Miroku whispered into her ear, trying to wake her out of the close to passing out situation. Sango gasped for breath. "Housh...Houshi...sa...maa?" She whispered, her eyes cracking open for a moment.
"I'm so sorry Sango..." Miroku whispered, muttering the words through his own wounds in his chest. He gently keeled over himself. Unable to move because of sheer exhaustion, and the pain shooting through his chest, which could no longer be ignored. Both of the nigens stayed there, in each other's wake. Both alive, barley.
The darkness had lifted, sunlight shining through on them, showing that they were still in the forest, sprawled on the forest floor. Not very far away, were a black cloak, and two katanas. The only evidence that an evil energy youkai had ever existed.
She withdrew two knives; which seemed to be twin katanas. Both were identical, except for a small stone setting in the handle of each one, one was black. The other was white. The black one currently seemed to be pulsating. The figure grinned.
"Naraku sent me to finish you off!" She called simply, her voice was harsh, more masculine then feminine. Making both of the nigens wince.
"Whoever you are. We're not interested!" Miroku shouted, although he was silenced as the demon raised the left katana, not the shadow one, the white one. Light emitted harshly from it as it was swept down, contrasting with the darkness. The darkness rushed past Sango and Miroku. Making them both fall to their knees in pain as it shot through them.
Lifting his head, Miroku looked up, watching in honest amazement as the blackness surrounded the light energy. Rolling it all into what seemed to be a spiraling ball. "What the hell is this?" He wondered aloud. But something made his heart stop as he looked down at Sango. She was shaking uncontrollably, under his grip where he held her to the ground. Suddenly a white light shot out of her, connecting to the ball itself. Miroku's eyes widened as his lover went limp. "What the hell did you do to her?!" He cried out. But that was when he noticed other energies swirling around them. All of them connecting in the ball that was being controlled by the demon. White energies, black energies, green energies, all from their respective holders. Miko's, youkais, trees, and waters, everything that had energy was dieing around them. Miroku looked down to Sango. Growling as he cast about for his fallen staff. It as quite a ways away he noticed, relinquishing his hold on Sango. He crawled after it.
His hands connected with the smooth round wood as he grunted, pulling himself up with a large grunt, struggling to his feet as energy whipped past him. The good energy did not hurt going through, but Kami did the dark stuff every whip him hard. Miroku gasped as another shot went through him, staggering forward the houshi looked up, seeing the ball get bigger and bigger. Finally it seemed to have reached capacity. Shrinking it morphed into a little black ball. Not much larger then the size of the young houshi's fist. "Prepare to die houshi!" The demon whispered, before lifting the ball up between her hands. The Katana's floating behind her with absolutely nothing touching them to hold them there.
Miroku's eyes widened as the ball floated between the girl's slender fingers, rising up until she looked up, her eyes had taken on an eerie hue, more of a pale glowing white now. It floated above her head, until the woman brought her arms down. The young houshi frowned as it shot towards him, looking to his air rip in his hand; he touched the beads, until a thought dawned on him. Sango's energy was in the ball! If it were destroyed, Sango would be killed. Hissing Miroku ripped out a charm paper, holding it out in front of him as the ball came hurtling towards him. 'Kami I hope this works!" He cried above the winds. The ball hurtled at him, making Miroku cry out as he was hurled backwards. But the ball did not pierce through the charm as Miroku flinched, trying to overpower it he brought out another seal, ducking out of the way as he let go of the seal. It floated in mid air, with the energy ball still trying to burst through it. Miroku hissed, bringing out a seal he slapped it down underneath the ball as barriers shot up. He knew one thing. The woman was controlling it. If he could kill her, not matter how beautiful she was, then they would be safe.
Miroku advanced, staff in hand as he growled. "I'm going to kill you, whoever in kami's name you are!" He shouted before advancing. He growled as he lunged, only to be met in the chest with a large ball of dark energy that shot from the womans hand. Miroku coughed, as he keeled over, landing in the dirt he stared up, trying to get back to his feet. Gasping in pain the houshi stared out as his vision blurred, trying to focus on the woman as he threw out another seal, bringing his staff around, he hit no the woman, but the evil energy surrounding her.
The woman blanched, a terrible scream emitting from her throat as the black katana, where all the evil energy seemed to come from. Rattling the woman cried out, taking the katana in hand she drew it backwards, the evil energy withdrawing from around the three people. The large ball from before, which was still trying dumbly to break through the seal, began to writh, as the dark energy stripped off it, leaving it to glow white for a moment, before all the energy shot off into the darkness. Miroku sighing heavily in relief as Sango received her energies back.
Although her eyes opened, Sango could not immediately get up. She looked up at Miroku, seeing him standing there looking at him. The chest of his robes where covered in blood. And there was a little pool where it was dripping off his robes. "Houshi-sama!" She gasped out, pushing herself to her knees with great effort as she looked at the houshi. Her hirakatsu was still back at the hut. She had been so blinded by the houshi, she had forgotten all about protection. Unwittingly, they had both walked into the dangerous part of the forest. With nothing but the failing young houshi's seals, and his powers.
"Sango...Run!" Miroku gasped, "Go find InuYasha, Kaede, Anyone!" He gasped as he pulled out another seal. "I can hold this thing off..."
The energy had become, not evil, but reeked with the power of the demon female. The 'good' energy was really only good in the youkai's eyes. Both the humans were suffering substantially from the exposure.
"Miroku...I couldn't!" Sango stuttered, looking to her friend and comrade. She could not leave him in battle. She walked to his back, putting her arm around him; she helped him steady himself, so that he could concentrate his energies on summoning enough power from himself.
"You're a fool Sango..." Miroku whispered, but smiled jus the same. Lifting his hands he growled. "I an use my void now, seeing as nobody would be in danger." He whispered to Sango, who nodded, slipping behind the houshi to be out of harms way.
The woman had been warned before about the houshi's hand. Glaring at the young monk she growled, spreading her arms she gathered dark energy from herself. Not the sword which she had sheathed at her side. "Then I shall take one of you with me!" She screamed as Miroku unleashed his wind tunnel. "Houriki!" He cried out over the winds.
The woman's eyes widened, as she let go of the energy, throwing it hard out of the vortex of the winds, directing it not at Miroku, but at Sango.
It only took a moment to devour the woman with his Houriki, but it was Sango's scream that caught Miroku off guard. He only had a moment to watch helplessly, as it connected with the side of his favorite youkai tai-jya. Sango only had a moment to think, and to try and dodge. If she hadn't, it would have hit her in the middle, and killed her instantly. It grazed her side, blood flying out of her wound. It stretched up her entire side as she screamed out in pain. "Kyyaaaaaaaa!"
Miroku cried out, diving to Sango's side, forgetting his own wounds as he looked at his love, sprawled out in a spread eagle position, panting heavily, eyes closed in pain. "Sango-chan?" Miroku whispered into her ear, trying to wake her out of the close to passing out situation. Sango gasped for breath. "Housh...Houshi...sa...maa?" She whispered, her eyes cracking open for a moment.
"I'm so sorry Sango..." Miroku whispered, muttering the words through his own wounds in his chest. He gently keeled over himself. Unable to move because of sheer exhaustion, and the pain shooting through his chest, which could no longer be ignored. Both of the nigens stayed there, in each other's wake. Both alive, barley.
The darkness had lifted, sunlight shining through on them, showing that they were still in the forest, sprawled on the forest floor. Not very far away, were a black cloak, and two katanas. The only evidence that an evil energy youkai had ever existed.