The God of the Demons
The Great Demon Inuyasha: Part 4
By B.C.
A Shade of Mantis
Near the forests edge, a sound echoed among the trees. It was a child's laughter that could be heard. Rin, wearing her small Yukata, chased fire-flies in the low dusk light. The sun slowly began to set over the western horizon, and the tops of the trees were given an amber glow. Near a young thin tree, Jaken paced back and fourth as he waited impatiently for Sesshoumaru's return. Jaken looked up and noticed the beautiful pink and amber waves of the sky, and mumbled to himself "Early to be getting dark."
Rin, on the other hand, took that time to enjoy her surroundings. Rin enjoyed those stops. To her the constant moving from one location to the next is exhausting. But she didn't think of that Then. Instead she reached out her hands and delighted in the capture of a small bug of fire. Her laughter echoed off the trees, and was once again heard by all the forest's creatures. However, more than just the animals' ears caught that sound. Something else heard her noise. There was a quick rustling in the bushes near Rin, and Jaken, with the staff of heads, sprung into guard duty.
"Rin, stand back!" he shouted. Rin ran behind him and crouched. She had to crouch because she was so much taller than him. Jaken stood firm and pointed the staff towards the noise. Then the bushes began to part and Sesshoumaru emerged.
"Oh, Sesshoumaru-sama you're back." said Jaken, as he ran up to him. "I assume you journey was successful." There was a moment of silence. Sesshooumaru seemed to stare into nothing. "Sesshoumaru-sama?" Jaken asked in a concerned voice.
"Jaken."
"Yes Sesshoumaru-sama!"
"Take Rin. Go as far as you can. Do not stop moving until I return." Sesshoumaru then turned around and headed back into the woods.
"Sesshoumaru-sama." Jaken said under his breath in confusion.
"Sesshoumaru-sama." Rin called to Sesshoumaru, and ran to him. His words and tone of voice startled her. Sesshoumaru has asked her to stay behind and wait before, but never to run and hide. That by its self was terrifying to her.
"Rin," Sesshoumaru said calmly as he looked down at her. "please, do it for me. You will be safe with Jaken, and I will be back soon." He turned back towards woods and continued walking. Rin stood still, and although she wanted to run to him and ask him not to go, she obeyed his wishes and turned to leave with Jaken.
"Do not worry about Sesshoumaru-sama. He's the most powerful Youkai in the world. Even the gods fear him." Jaken's words were appreciated, but Rin couldn't stop her fear, and she prayed for Sesshoumaru's safe return.
Back in the shack that Kagome, Shippo, Miroku, Sango, Kirara, Myoga, and Inuyasha has been occupying as of late, Kagome was very concerned. Inuyasha hadn't returned since Kagome went inside to blow off some steam. Once inside Miroku, Sango, and Shippo all told Kagome of the conversation, which they sneakily eavesdropped in on, that Inuyasha and Myoga had in the woods, and how Inuyasha went running off, angry as hell, afterwards. Who is this Azumanera?, thought Kagome. "Why wouldn't Myoga-jiji tell Inuyasha?" she then asked.
"I do not know. None of us have seen Myoga since. He probably ran away." Miroku answered.
"That means there's danger ahead." said Shippo, and they all nodded, with sweat drops, in agreement.
"One thing is for sure; more happened that night after Kagome passed out than Inuyasha has told us, which means that there is only one place Inuyasha could have gone." said Sango.
"The field." Kagome whispered.
"Damn that Inuyasha. I told him not to go see the Tennyo without me." SMACK! (you know who did it)
"Let's go find him!" Kagome yelled. Once she walked out the door she noticed it was starting to get dark. "Wait…it's only five thirty. It shouldn't be getting dark."
"Somethings going on" said Shippo. And there was suddenly a gust of wind.
"We shouldn't waste time. Let's get to the field!" Miroku said as he blocked his face from the wind. They boarded Kirara and headed out.
At the field there was an even stronger wind, and the sky was dark as night, and clouds were rolling in. Inuyasha walked slowly as he approaching the field. The air was cold and bitter as usual. In the center of the field stood the ancient hut, despite the incredible winds. It's a wonder the wind hasn't blow it down already, thought Inuyasha. Suddenly Inuyasha could hear something. It was the crying again. How terrible this crying. The moment Inuyasha heard it, he felt his throat tightening they way one's does in preparation for tears. This time he fought the feelings, and bravely headed towards the hut.
And there the boy was; laying in the hut, naked and curled. Inuyasha stopped. He wanted a good look this time. The boy looked young, but not as young a he assumed before, perhaps ten years old. His pale blue skinned back was covered in scars, which wasn't surprising considering the tale of his death. His entire body was in fact a very pale blue. The color of the dead, thought Inuyasha. Now the weeping became stronger, as though the cries were to lure one near. As though in a trance, Inuyasha walked closer to the boy, but he stopped once he felt he had come within the boy's reaching distance. Inuyasha now noticed blood all over the dirt floor, the wood walls, and on the few logs that would be a ceiling. What happened in this hut?
The boy very slowly began to stand. He turned to face Inuyasha. Inuyasha's blood began to curdle, and yet he couldn't move; frozen in horror. The boy had fully turned, and his terrible face was now in Inuyasha's view. If the boy had eyes, one could say he was staring at Inuyasha, but he didn't have eyes. Inuyasha thought he might scream, that is, if he wasn't scared stiff. The boy's face was rotted. His lips had long ago become and outline for his exposed teeth. His nose was sunken and crooked. Where his eyes would be were now nothing but holes; holes that allowed one to see clear through his head, and they were pouring puss as tears. The boy reached out his hands, that were covered in rotting intestine (his mind you), to Inuyasha. Inuyasha still couldn't move. The boy reached closer, and touched Inuyasha's cheeks. Inuyasha could feel the cold stiff moist flesh of the corpse. The boy's corpse leaned in closer to Inuyasha's face. Inuyasha could feel himself losing his cool. The boy placed his decrepit chin on Inuyasha's shoulder, and feebly whispered "Brother."
Inuyasha screamed and ran out. It was too much. Inuyasha thought he might run to the ends of the earth, but before he could run from the field, came her voice.
"Inuyasha, you came back. Early I might add." The glowing mound had risen and turned into a mass of light, and as before the hut sat atop it. All was glowing brightly and the cave spewed its rivers of light and color once again. Inuyasha felt relieved at this, and quickly his nerves started to return. The lights gathered as before and she appeared before him once again. How beautiful, Inuyasha thought.
"So? What have you decided, Inuyasha?"
To be continued…
Authors Notes: I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far, and I hope the graphic description of Nerumon isn't too much of a turn off (I try to balance seriousness with humor, but I'm not very good at humor). Like always, you criticism is welcome and appreciated whether it be positive or negative. Thank you very much for reading my story.