Crazy llama: Kashene is unable to be here at the moment, but you may continue reading ^_^
*Kashene walks looking she had just came back from a cat fight* *pant pant* DAMN YOU CRAZY LLAMA!!!!! HOW DARE YOU TIE ME UP AND THROW ME IN A CLOSET AND TAKE OVER FOR ME!!!!!!!!!! *beats Crazy llama into a bloody pulp* Hmp! *smiles at everyone* ok! hope you enjoy this chapter!
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Chapter 11: The Final Battle
"Lord Sesshomaru?" Rin whispered. Her eyes glistened as she stared up at Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru had been filled with intense anger after seeing his mate stabbed with a sword but he began to feel the intensity of the rage slip away. His blood red eyes returned to their brilliant golden amber color as he knelt down beside Rin and Ashaina.
"Rin, go take care of the boy, Kohaku." Sesshomaru quietly ordered. Rin nodded and crawled over to Kohaku, who was lying on the ground moaning while clutching his shoulder.
"Kohaku it's ok, I'm here..." Rin carefully rolled Kohaku onto his back so that she could examine his armless shoulder. Rin winced as she saw blood still squirting out of his shoulder. 'He's so pale...' Rin thought, and he was very pale. His skin was nearly chalk white from shock, and blood-loss. His dark brown hair damp and tangled. His eyes were shut tight and his jaw was set while he bit his tongue, trying to ignore the pain. He bit his tongue hard enough that it began to bleed and blood slowly dripped down the left side of his mouth.
"Oh, Kohaku!" Rin cried. She ripped a piece of her clothing off her right arm so that her long skinny arm shown, and with the cloth she gently wiped away some blood of his mouth. She then started to rap the cloth as tight as she could around his right shoulder, trying to stop the bleeding.
Kohaku winced as she tied the cloth but as soon as she finished, within seconds the entire cloth was soaking wet with fresh blood and was stained red. Kohaku's breathing now started to come in heavy gasps.
Kohaku began to feel light headed with the intense pain in his shoulder and the feeling of loosing more blood. "Kohaku stay with me!" he heard Rin say, "Don't die on me! Please don't!" he heard her voice begin to crack.
Kohaku tried to open his eyes but he had no strength left. But he could still hear Rin's sweet voice echoing through his mind.
He then heard her whisper, "Aishiteru...Kohaku..." he heard her gasp for breath, "Aishiteru...I love you..." she was crying, "Don't leave me!" Kohaku tried to speak, tried to do anything, but he couldn't. He had lost too much blood. Kohaku felt himself slipping away, the cold empty blackness of death surrounded him.
He could no longer hear Rin's voice.
"KOHAKU!!!" Rin yelled with all her might as she felt Kohaku's heart begin to slow down. His breathing became slower...and slower. His heart skipped a beat. He stopped breathing. Rin continued to cry. "Don't leave me..." she whispered.
"You love him very much, don't you?" Rin heard Sesshomaru's calm deep voice . She turned to see him kneeling next her, looking at her with those amber eyes.
Most of the dragon demons had begun to retreat. Their queen had fallen and laid dieing. Miroku, Sango, Rokon, Vijen, and Itarilde had all sat down trying to catch their breath. They may have won this one battle but the war outside somewhere on the battle field was about to begin. The Lords and Ladies would lead their armies and then watch from a cliff high above the battle grounds. Waiting to see who would win.
Rin buried her face into Sesshomaru's chest and hugged him tightly, crying. Sesshomaru rapped his arms around her and he let her cry. Kohaku had died. "I Don't want him to die Lord Sesshomaru!!!! I do love him! I love him so much!!!!!" Rin choked on her tears, "Please don't let him stay like this!!!!! I can't go on without him!!!" Rin's shoulders raised and fell as she began to hick-up while she sobbed.
Sango had come over and saw her brother dead on the blood stained ground. "No...Kohaku..." Sango said. Sesshomaru slowly raised his head while still holding his crying Rin in his arms. "Go retrieve my sword, Tensiega."
Sango fighting back her tears nodded and hurried to find the sword in the mess of weapons on the table that Eldenare had held them all.
Meanwhile, Ashaina had slowly begun to rise feeling blood spill from her woman-hood. 'My child really had died...' Ashaina thought feeling a lump form in her throat. Her cloths were now soaked in blood. Her hair was tangled, her face dirty with blood and dirt. Ashaina looked to see Eldenare covered in blood leaning up against the black walls gasping for breath. Sesshomaru had really wounded her through his rage.
Ashaina, with her right hand, slowly picked up a near by sword that a dragon demon had dropped. With her left hand she lightly pressed it over her stomach wishing she could still feel the life that once grew inside her. She should've considered herself lucky that the sword hadn't hit her in the chest through the heart but she didn't care. Ashaina stood silently in front of Eldenare who glared back up at her. "Heh," Eldenare managed to croak, "You may have defeated me...but my army is strong...and they shall win...besides..." she let out a laugh, "At least your child is dead."
Ashaina smirked, "My child may be dead but I still have Sesshomaru." Eldenare's eyes widened in realization that she hadn't gotten Sesshomaru, "Sesshomaru and I can always have another child," Ashaina raised the sword she held, "And my child will dance upon your grave." And in one clean stroke Ashaina sliced Eldenare's head off.
A few more droplets of blood splattered onto Ashaina's face. Her green eyes began to glow from the intensity of a kill. Oh, how a demon loved to kill, and how they loved the taste of blood...so warm and sweet...
Sango returned to Sesshomaru and Rin with the Tensiega. "Here." Sango said as she held out the sword. Sesshomaru let go of Rin and stood to take the sword. Rin watched Sesshomaru as he stood with Tensiega above Kohaku. He stood tall and still, almost like a statue. His silver hair flowed down his back and moved gracefully, like an angel's feathered wings that beat the air as they flew throughout the sky. His face was charismatic with it's features and those golden eyes forever remained cold and emotionless.
Sesshomaru felt Tensiega begin to pulse with the need to save a life. It glowed with it's spiritual intensity. Sesshomaru raised Tensiega high and then brought it down in one swipe, slicing through Kohaku. But the sword did not cut Kohaku. Instead it healed the body and the soul and Kohaku's heart began to beat again. Though, since his arm was lost he still had no right arm. But thanks to Tensiega, that wound had healed and the bleeding stopped.
Rin sat on her knees next to Kohaku and waited for him to awake. Sango sat on the other side of Kohaku and waited just as patiently. Sesshomaru had retrieved his two swords and had left to go comfort Ashaina. Who had begun to crouch on the floor crying for the loss of her baby.
Itarilde was just starting to take in that both of her sisters were dead. She was all alone now. Rokon had remained silent with an icy cold expression on his face. Vijen had told him what had happened to his little sister. Kikente and Vijen themselves leaned up against the black walls in silence. Miroku had come over to Sango to sit by her side.
Kohaku slowly opened his eyes to see Rin looking at him. His eyes were unfocused for a moment but then they cleared. He saw Rin smile, she looked more beautiful then he had ever seen. Kohaku tried to sit up using his right arm but then he realized he had no right arm.
Instead Kohaku used his left arm to sit himself up and Rin hugged him. "I'm so glad you're ok!" Kohaku felt a small smile form on his face, "I'm glad you're ok too."
Ashaina had slowly dried her tears away and stood up rather stiffly. "We should get Rin and Kohaku home so that we can watch our armies destroy those dragon demons." "No." Sesshomaru said quietly, "You will not come to the war. You need rest." "It doesn't matter." Ashaina said coolly but she had no more strength left to argue. It was getting dark out and she felt herself begin to change, for it was a full moon out. And during every night that had a full moon, she would turn into her dog demon state. Her eyes turned a golden color. Her hair became the color of silver and her slightly pointed demon ears disappeared and doggy ears formed on her head.
Rin and Kohaku rode on Ah-Un back to the castle. Sango Miroku and Ashaina rode on Kilara. Sesshomaru and the remainder of the lord's and ladies' protectors went to the battle. Sesshomaru watched from a high cliff with the other lords and ladies as the battle began.
Dragons flew all around, breathing fire upon the armies. The dragon demons attacked with their swords and the demon soldiers from Jinten's army and other armies from the four great demonic kingdoms fought their hardest. War cries were heard and the painful screams from dying soldiers mingled together creating a sound you'd think would have come from the deepest parts of Hell. The dragons roared as more blood was spilled. Heads flew off from bodies, limbs were severed off cleanly. The once green grass filled ground became stained the color red with demon blood.
Rokon fought with all his might. His anger for the loss of his dear sister drove him on. Making him go wild with the urge to kill every last dragon demon. Head upon head he sliced off, both dragon and dragon demon's heads. He thrust his heavy sword through everyone that dared attack him. He felt his victims' blood poor all over him. He became dirty with the mixture of blood and mud.
Vijen and Kikente fought side-by-side. Watching each other's back as they killed each dragon and dragon demon they saw. Their faces covered with blood, and their hands battered and dirty. Vijen felt a sword slice his upper arm open, leaving a big wound which blood began to poor put of. He ignored the pain and fought his attacker. The dragon demon blocked his attacks but then his eyes grew wide and Vijen noticed a sword sticking out of his gut.
"Arigato Kikente." He quickly said to his brother as he continued to fight. Itarilde was also fighting her hardest. She was the only woman that was fighting against the dragon demons. But she was one of the toughest in all the four kingdoms' armies. The death of both her sisters was enough to make her go nearly mad with rage and giving her instinct to kill more power. Her sword glowed green as she sliced through all her opponents.
But as she whirled around she saw something that she would never have wanted to ever see. Itarilde saw the dragon demon thrust his sword through Rokon's chest and then left him to go kill another soldier. "Rokon!!!" Vijen and Kikente heard Itarilde scream that name. They turned to see Itarilde run towards a fallen Rokon with a sword sticking out of his chest.
He lay on his back, his red eyes glistened in the full moon. Itarilde kneeled by him, "No, Rokon..." she pleaded, "Please don't die, live on for your sister..." Rokon let a smile play on his face as he let tears form in his eyes. "I've fought my hardest, lady Itarilde. It's my time to go...and I leave this world with no regrets..."
His eyes became still as his breathing stopped and his skin went pale. Itarilde nodded her head as she removed the sword from his chest then took his own sword and laid it on his body with the handle over his chest. She moved his hands over the handle so that the sword stayed in place. Itarilde stood slowly and then continued to fight, letting her tears fall freely from her dark green eyes.
The war battle continued throughout the moon-lit night. As it continued the dragon demons began to fall one by one. And as the sun began to rise in the west over the battle ground, the four kingdom's armies realized they had won.
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WHOOOOOHOOOOOOO!!!!!!! The final chapter! OH BUT WAIT!!! You still have to read the Epilogue which is what raps it all up. ;)
