AN: Shippo's chapter. This does differ from the anime's conclusion of events slightly, but hey, Inuyasha's busy. (You'll see what I mean when it comes up). Shippo's agony's are coming to their conclusion. Yes. Sorry, in advance, to all Thunder brother fans.
Chapter 9: Sorrow
"Huh?" I muttered as the door to my room slid open and two figures ran in. Once I was out of my half-asleep state I could hear gunfire in the background and that brought me back to reality quickly. I was still a little groggy and confused, but at least I could comprehend the basic ideas that people were telling me.
"Mr. Kitsune?" One of the figures, that head nurse woman, asked.
"Shippo." I corrected her.
"Fine, Shippo. Look, there's a bit of trouble and we need you to get out of bed so I can take off your jacket."
"What going on?" I asked as Sango and the man, the one who had the hallucinations ('damn, I forgot his name already'), hurried to pull off my straight jacket.
"There are…...... some people here and they want to hurt us." Sango replied vaguely.
'People? Could it be them? OH SHIT! They found me! Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, ho…......'
"Shippo?" The man asked. "Are you okay? You're hyperventilating."
"I'm fine."
"Are you sure?" Sango asked.
"He said he's fine, Koharu. Let him be." The man sighed.
'Wait, did he call Sango Koharu? What's going on here? Did I miss something? I know that Sango's name is Sango. Oh, never mind. Sango looks a bit angry. Must be some stupid nickname.'
"Whatever. Come on. We need to get out of here." Sango sighed and hurried the man and me out the door. Sango led us down a long hall and I glanced back when I heard the sound of rapid gunfire followed by a loud thunder roll. But there was no lightening with it.
'They are here.'
I used the next flash of lightening to look around and I found a long corridor that branched off from the main hall.
"Shippo? What's wrong?" The man called.
"Keep running." I called back as I started off down the hall.
"Shippo! Wait!" Sango shouted.
"Come on, Koharu! We have to go! It's not safe!"
"Shippo!"
"I'll be fine." I shouted back. "Just keep running."
I turned back around and started running down the smaller hall. I turned to look out a window just as a flash of lightening lit up the sky. And there he was. The tall one, the one who had raped my mother. I gasped in horror as he turned to look at me and laughed. He was laughing at me! I could see blood stains on his clothes and I couldn't seem to wrench my eyes away. All I could do was watch as he pointed his trident at the window and he released a bolt of lightening. Scrambling out of the way, I looked back to see the two murderers fly though the window and turned to look at me. They were so close I could smell the death that was interwoven with the fabric of their clothes. I could smell the fresh blood, the old blood, my parents blood all intermingled with the stench of old and new sweat. The short fat one lowered his hand and patted the fur belt that he wore around his waist. It was my father's tail! Letting out a small howl of terror, I ran down the hall, knowing that the two were close on my trail. I jumped into a large examining room and kicked the door closed as I pass. I lay on the floor panting.
It's amazing. I can remember all those times I considered suicide, and even attempted it once, but when it came time for someone else to kill me, I didn't want to die. I didn't want to become like my parents.
"We know you're there, Shippo." The short one snickered. "Come play with us. Play with us like your parents did."
I yelped and crawled away from the door, before standing up and running across the room as the door exploded in a flash of light and sound. I heard a scream and I placed a hand over my own mouth to make sure I wasn't the one screaming. I looked up as the smoke cleared and I saw that the short ones mouth was glowing with a strange light. I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out a small top I had managed to hide from the staff. Throwing it at the short one, I watched as it hit him in the head and grew until it was smashing his head into the ground. Blood spurted out of his head, coating the walls and ceiling, and the taller one kicked the top over. The top reverted to its normal size, but the damage was done. Backing away, I reached behind me, groping for a weapon as the taller one bent down by his comrade and touched him.
"He's dead." The assassin whispered, turning my blood to ice. "YOU KILLED HIM, YOU LITTLE ASSHOLE! YOU MURDERING SHIT, I'LL RIP OUT YOUR GUTS!"
"S-stay away." I whispered weakly held up the piece of cold metal what I had managed to grab. "NO!"
I clenched my eyes closed as he pulled his trident back to strike me and sliced at his upper body with the piece of metal I had managed to grab. I could hear the sickening sound of flesh being sliced open and then the sound of blood gushing from a wound. I opened my eyes and watched as my attacker stumbled backwards holding his throat and neck. Blood is not only spraying everywhere but it was running down his fingers and arms. It poured off his elbows in little rivers, falling onto the floor like raindrops. I unconsciously listened, but the splatters couldn't be heard over the downpour outside. I looked at my bloody hands and saw that I had managed to grab a doctor's knife. It was covered in Youkai blood and so were my hands. The blood from both assassins was everywhere. It was on the walls, the floor, the ceiling, my face, my clothes; even my hair was drenched in the thick red liquid.
"Fuck." The tall assassin gurgled as he fell to his knees. I backed away until I hit the examining table. I slipped to the side until I was standing behind a desk. I tried to wipe my hands on my clothes but that only spread the blood everywhere. I heard the sound of a body hitting the floor and knew that both the assassins were dead. The room was beginning to sway and the edges of my vision were turning black. I slipped to the floor and placed my head between my legs. I took a few deep breaths but that didn't seem to help.
"Oh…...... God." I muttered as a tear rolled down my check, leaving a wet, clean trail through the blood. "I killed them. I killed them."
Another tear washed down my face and then another and another. I was sobbing loudly but I couldn't stop. Part of me wished that no one would ever hear and I could be alone forever, but another part of me wished that someone would come. I almost wanted someone to come into the room and find me, covered in blood, with two dead bodies lying nearby.
"I want my mommy." I sobbed, as my breath became more ragged, my head lighter and my vision blacker. I took another deep breath in an effort to calm down and turned my head slightly up in time to see the feet of someone. The Youkai (I could smell it on her) was only wearing a pair of flimsy sandals, but they didn't seem to be too worried about the blood they were stepping in. I felt a hand on my shoulder and a woman's voice talked to me.
"It's okay. Rest." The woman told me. And I did.