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I am surprised at the limited amount of hate mail. LoL you guys must really love me : )
OMG... 76 Reviews!!! I love Everyone!!
Anywho, I'm soo sorry for taking such a long time to post Chapter 11... I have AP exams coming up and to make matters worse... I caught a cold... *sniff sniff*... so yea I'm all stuffed up... but I also worked hard on Chapter 11 and its really long...so Enjoy... ; )
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Inuyasha was fed up with walking. He walked and walked and walked but never seemed to get anywhere.
'I swear I passed that tree before..." he thought to himself. But only his stomach growled back at him.
Inuyasha decided it was better to be seen by someone, then walk around blindly. He selected a tall tree and began to climb it
Twigs and leaves slapped him in the face as he climbed through the tree's canopy. He shielded his eyes against the bright sun, as he looked out over the tree line. To his far left there was nothing but the tops of green trees. To his far right, a single lazy hill; this was covered with trees as well.
Inuyasha decided that his objective would be the top of the hill; at least he could see further if he stood on top of it. Inuyasha was worried, perhaps, that he would not make it to the hill. He'd sooner bleed to death, or die of dehydration or famine.
'Might as well try', he thought. He ascended down the trees trunk, and frowned as he began to walk again. He could also feel his human blood growing stronger in his body. Tonight would probably be a new moon. His human body couldn't handle a wound like the one he had, he would certainly not last the night.
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The MerKing slowly opened his eyes. His vision was blurry, and his body felt useless. Silence was all around him, not a shout, cry or wail. Before his vision became fully clear, he began to try and rise. But his armor weighed him down, and pain shot up his back.
"If you move, you'll just die faster." Came a threatening voice above his head.
The King regained his full sight and looked upwards. A masked face stared back down at him.
"You put up quite a fight for a peaceful people." The sinister one spoke again. "I have to admit, your ancient spells surprised me, I thought for maybe a second that you had the upper hand; considering that I was attacking you in your own environment. I have to say, I'm not at all enjoying the underwater feeling."
"...you dare mock me...?" the King spoke weakly.
"I dare." The voice answered confidently.
"Then...DIE!!" the King shouted, as he began to utter a spell. His voice held the last letter and it rang out in the water like a sonic blast.
The masked man grabbed for his ears and bent over with pain. His wail echoed just under the King's voice.
But the King's voice did not hold out long, a lump rose in his throat from the pain he was under. And the note was broken.
Once the masked man regained control again, he threw his hand towards the King's neck. With a violent twist, and the sound of crushing bones, he snapped the King's vocal cords. The rich royal merman blood scented the water; the King was left barely alive, but unable to speak. As he lay dying the masked man hissed words into his ears,
"Your songs are ancient, compared to my powers! You die now, and the secrets of your magic die with you! You are but a fool of a creature, and now I soil my hands on your dirty blood! Your race is nothing but humans with flippers. Let these words be the last you hear before you die, 'This ends the merfolk rein! Let it be known that demons now rule the land and the sea!'"
With wide, teary eyes, the MerKing listened to his words. Then, his body relaxed and with a final look out towards his fallen kingdom, his eyes closed, and he died.
Naraku turned to his insects and called, "Search every inch of the coral palace, find the Shikon No Tama and bring it to me!" Then, he sped away towards the surface; his lungs had long since been burning for oxygen.
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The escaped Merfolk had made it to the end of the underground tunnel. Now, they all swam for their lives. Some traveled to the surface, to search for lost family members. Other's headed towards the south, into the Land of Frozen Waters. The bravest of the group, found the nearest covering and waited for the warriors to return.
Kagome went with his group. After swimming for about a mile, they found a rock formation that provided shelter. Along with the injured, sick, and old she and the other bold swam with hopeful hearts that the King and warriors would return safely. Kagome assisted the other mermaids with dressing wounds and feeding the hungry. Every chance she had, she looked over her shoulder into the deep blue water, hoping for a sign of her father, who would welcome his people back into the coral palace.
As night ascended, Kagome's heart grew heavier and heavier. Her hope, diminishing. Merpeople cried out in fear, cold, and pain. She had no words of comfort for her people. Every family had lost a relative. Kagome listened to story, after story, stories of how the people had died, how the survivors had survived, or how beautiful the coral garden looked in the sunlight.
Food was low, as was medical help. As day broke, over half of the merpeople who had decided to go to the shelter, had died.
Kagome didn't sleep the whole night; no cheer was in the camp. All eyes were hollow and solemn. As daylight hit the camp, a group of survivors, including Kagome, met to decide the fate of the camp.
Kagome didn't speak, she only listened to ideas. She wanted to keep her identity hidden, she didn't want her people to know that she was alive; it might cause the enemy to come after them again.
Few wanted to return, and see if any warriors survived. Others wanted to go to the Dark Waters and meet up with the Shadow Merfolk there.
There were many breeds of merfolk. They mostly got their names by their location. Kagome's people, the Merfolk of the Clear Waters, were perhaps the noblest of them all. Their blood was the strongest, and they held the highest power among the other groups of merfolk.
Other breeds included the Merfolk of the Pearl Canyon, the Shadow Merfolk, and the Merfolk of the Arctic. Each civilization was ruled over by rich, aristocratic families, but all the rich, had to answer to the King.
The Shadow Merfolk was perhaps the most violent breed. They had long since adapted to the dangerous waters, and ruled with an iron fist. They sought the companionship of the water demons, and rode the creatures around with pride and admiration. They lived where the water was deep and gloomy, the Dark Waters. They could offer the greatest amount of protection to the survivors now.
Kagome hoped the group wouldn't vote to go there. The Dark Waters were the home of few water demons, as well as many of Kagome's suitors. Word would probably reach the Shadow Merfolk there, anyway, and they may send a search party to round up survivors.
Suddenly, commotion began rise up in camp. The council dispatched. Word spread like wildfire, a single warrior had returned! He was badly injured and near death.
He was gently led into the center of camp, his wounds were cared for, but his wounds were strange and unknown, a secret substance seemed to be killing them. The enemy had used an oxidized poison in order to kill the warriors.
Kagome couldn't get through the crowd of merpeople to see the warrior. She was pushed away, but she continued to fight her way. Shouts rang out, as the warrior spoke of what he had seen. People asked the young man if he had seen any of their lost family members, if they were alive. But he knew nothing of individuals. He told of the attack on the wall, the breaking of the wall, and the fall of the front line.
Finally, Kagome had to know. She grasped the Sacred Jewel around her neck and spoke at the top of her voice.
"THE KING, WHAT BECAME OF THE KING?!?" she screamed.
The gathered crowd fell silent. They slowly allowed Kagome to slip through them, and she knelt in front of the wounded warrior. Grasping his hand, she comforted him.
Kagome spoke softer now, "Tell me... what became of him?" she asked the merman.
The merman looked into her eyes, which sparkled with hope. He could not bear the feeling of lying to this mermaid. His voice cracked as he spoke to her, "He did not survive..."
Tears fell from Kagome's cheeks; she pulled her head away, and shook with sadness. The warrior looked puzzled at her strong emotion.
"Did...did he...die...with honor?!?" Kagome sobbed.
The merman now knew, "Yes, he faced the enemy, he fought courageously. For love of his people, for all our souls."
Kagome smiled weakly, "Thank you..."
The warrior gazed at her and answered, "You're welcome, Princess."
The surrounding crowd gave a sharp gasp. Kagome dropped the warrior's hand, as he was led off for medical care. She rose and looked out over the crowd. Murmurs passed through out the crowd,
"Princess?"
"Yes, Princess Kagome..."
"Daughter of King Yuu..."
"...no it can't be, she was in the palace when..."
"... it was hit..."
"...she died..."
"...but she is here."
"She survived."
"Impossible..."
"It's a miracle..."
Kagome looked over the faces of her people. They had been through enough. Perhaps this had been all her fault. The demons wanted the Jewel, she had the Jewel. She was now their leader, she had to keep them safe. She had to do what was best for them. Although she didn't want to... she was now obligated to.
"My people, we now know the truth... our warriors have been defeated. My father, your King, is dead. We are a lost race. We have no choice... we must go where it's safe."
Kagome dreaded her next words; she hovered in the center of the survivors, fighting a battle within her own heart. She had to do what was right. Time no longer mattered, only life. She took a deep breath and spoke again, her words rained down like stones on her people.
"The waters of the coral beds have and will always be... our home. But their clear waters have caused us a... a devastating loss. We must, therefore, travel into the Dark Waters.
There is a merman there,... you all know him as Kouga...who as offered me his hand in marriage... I will except is offer... for your safety in return. There, we can start anew and forget this nightmare."
Her heart sunk with the hearts of others, but they knew she was right. With the feeling of dishonor, they would retreat and try and to forget.
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Ok that's chapter 11... chapter 12 is coming very soon... like in the next 5 minutes... lol
I am surprised at the limited amount of hate mail. LoL you guys must really love me : )
OMG... 76 Reviews!!! I love Everyone!!
Anywho, I'm soo sorry for taking such a long time to post Chapter 11... I have AP exams coming up and to make matters worse... I caught a cold... *sniff sniff*... so yea I'm all stuffed up... but I also worked hard on Chapter 11 and its really long...so Enjoy... ; )
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Inuyasha was fed up with walking. He walked and walked and walked but never seemed to get anywhere.
'I swear I passed that tree before..." he thought to himself. But only his stomach growled back at him.
Inuyasha decided it was better to be seen by someone, then walk around blindly. He selected a tall tree and began to climb it
Twigs and leaves slapped him in the face as he climbed through the tree's canopy. He shielded his eyes against the bright sun, as he looked out over the tree line. To his far left there was nothing but the tops of green trees. To his far right, a single lazy hill; this was covered with trees as well.
Inuyasha decided that his objective would be the top of the hill; at least he could see further if he stood on top of it. Inuyasha was worried, perhaps, that he would not make it to the hill. He'd sooner bleed to death, or die of dehydration or famine.
'Might as well try', he thought. He ascended down the trees trunk, and frowned as he began to walk again. He could also feel his human blood growing stronger in his body. Tonight would probably be a new moon. His human body couldn't handle a wound like the one he had, he would certainly not last the night.
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The MerKing slowly opened his eyes. His vision was blurry, and his body felt useless. Silence was all around him, not a shout, cry or wail. Before his vision became fully clear, he began to try and rise. But his armor weighed him down, and pain shot up his back.
"If you move, you'll just die faster." Came a threatening voice above his head.
The King regained his full sight and looked upwards. A masked face stared back down at him.
"You put up quite a fight for a peaceful people." The sinister one spoke again. "I have to admit, your ancient spells surprised me, I thought for maybe a second that you had the upper hand; considering that I was attacking you in your own environment. I have to say, I'm not at all enjoying the underwater feeling."
"...you dare mock me...?" the King spoke weakly.
"I dare." The voice answered confidently.
"Then...DIE!!" the King shouted, as he began to utter a spell. His voice held the last letter and it rang out in the water like a sonic blast.
The masked man grabbed for his ears and bent over with pain. His wail echoed just under the King's voice.
But the King's voice did not hold out long, a lump rose in his throat from the pain he was under. And the note was broken.
Once the masked man regained control again, he threw his hand towards the King's neck. With a violent twist, and the sound of crushing bones, he snapped the King's vocal cords. The rich royal merman blood scented the water; the King was left barely alive, but unable to speak. As he lay dying the masked man hissed words into his ears,
"Your songs are ancient, compared to my powers! You die now, and the secrets of your magic die with you! You are but a fool of a creature, and now I soil my hands on your dirty blood! Your race is nothing but humans with flippers. Let these words be the last you hear before you die, 'This ends the merfolk rein! Let it be known that demons now rule the land and the sea!'"
With wide, teary eyes, the MerKing listened to his words. Then, his body relaxed and with a final look out towards his fallen kingdom, his eyes closed, and he died.
Naraku turned to his insects and called, "Search every inch of the coral palace, find the Shikon No Tama and bring it to me!" Then, he sped away towards the surface; his lungs had long since been burning for oxygen.
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The escaped Merfolk had made it to the end of the underground tunnel. Now, they all swam for their lives. Some traveled to the surface, to search for lost family members. Other's headed towards the south, into the Land of Frozen Waters. The bravest of the group, found the nearest covering and waited for the warriors to return.
Kagome went with his group. After swimming for about a mile, they found a rock formation that provided shelter. Along with the injured, sick, and old she and the other bold swam with hopeful hearts that the King and warriors would return safely. Kagome assisted the other mermaids with dressing wounds and feeding the hungry. Every chance she had, she looked over her shoulder into the deep blue water, hoping for a sign of her father, who would welcome his people back into the coral palace.
As night ascended, Kagome's heart grew heavier and heavier. Her hope, diminishing. Merpeople cried out in fear, cold, and pain. She had no words of comfort for her people. Every family had lost a relative. Kagome listened to story, after story, stories of how the people had died, how the survivors had survived, or how beautiful the coral garden looked in the sunlight.
Food was low, as was medical help. As day broke, over half of the merpeople who had decided to go to the shelter, had died.
Kagome didn't sleep the whole night; no cheer was in the camp. All eyes were hollow and solemn. As daylight hit the camp, a group of survivors, including Kagome, met to decide the fate of the camp.
Kagome didn't speak, she only listened to ideas. She wanted to keep her identity hidden, she didn't want her people to know that she was alive; it might cause the enemy to come after them again.
Few wanted to return, and see if any warriors survived. Others wanted to go to the Dark Waters and meet up with the Shadow Merfolk there.
There were many breeds of merfolk. They mostly got their names by their location. Kagome's people, the Merfolk of the Clear Waters, were perhaps the noblest of them all. Their blood was the strongest, and they held the highest power among the other groups of merfolk.
Other breeds included the Merfolk of the Pearl Canyon, the Shadow Merfolk, and the Merfolk of the Arctic. Each civilization was ruled over by rich, aristocratic families, but all the rich, had to answer to the King.
The Shadow Merfolk was perhaps the most violent breed. They had long since adapted to the dangerous waters, and ruled with an iron fist. They sought the companionship of the water demons, and rode the creatures around with pride and admiration. They lived where the water was deep and gloomy, the Dark Waters. They could offer the greatest amount of protection to the survivors now.
Kagome hoped the group wouldn't vote to go there. The Dark Waters were the home of few water demons, as well as many of Kagome's suitors. Word would probably reach the Shadow Merfolk there, anyway, and they may send a search party to round up survivors.
Suddenly, commotion began rise up in camp. The council dispatched. Word spread like wildfire, a single warrior had returned! He was badly injured and near death.
He was gently led into the center of camp, his wounds were cared for, but his wounds were strange and unknown, a secret substance seemed to be killing them. The enemy had used an oxidized poison in order to kill the warriors.
Kagome couldn't get through the crowd of merpeople to see the warrior. She was pushed away, but she continued to fight her way. Shouts rang out, as the warrior spoke of what he had seen. People asked the young man if he had seen any of their lost family members, if they were alive. But he knew nothing of individuals. He told of the attack on the wall, the breaking of the wall, and the fall of the front line.
Finally, Kagome had to know. She grasped the Sacred Jewel around her neck and spoke at the top of her voice.
"THE KING, WHAT BECAME OF THE KING?!?" she screamed.
The gathered crowd fell silent. They slowly allowed Kagome to slip through them, and she knelt in front of the wounded warrior. Grasping his hand, she comforted him.
Kagome spoke softer now, "Tell me... what became of him?" she asked the merman.
The merman looked into her eyes, which sparkled with hope. He could not bear the feeling of lying to this mermaid. His voice cracked as he spoke to her, "He did not survive..."
Tears fell from Kagome's cheeks; she pulled her head away, and shook with sadness. The warrior looked puzzled at her strong emotion.
"Did...did he...die...with honor?!?" Kagome sobbed.
The merman now knew, "Yes, he faced the enemy, he fought courageously. For love of his people, for all our souls."
Kagome smiled weakly, "Thank you..."
The warrior gazed at her and answered, "You're welcome, Princess."
The surrounding crowd gave a sharp gasp. Kagome dropped the warrior's hand, as he was led off for medical care. She rose and looked out over the crowd. Murmurs passed through out the crowd,
"Princess?"
"Yes, Princess Kagome..."
"Daughter of King Yuu..."
"...no it can't be, she was in the palace when..."
"... it was hit..."
"...she died..."
"...but she is here."
"She survived."
"Impossible..."
"It's a miracle..."
Kagome looked over the faces of her people. They had been through enough. Perhaps this had been all her fault. The demons wanted the Jewel, she had the Jewel. She was now their leader, she had to keep them safe. She had to do what was best for them. Although she didn't want to... she was now obligated to.
"My people, we now know the truth... our warriors have been defeated. My father, your King, is dead. We are a lost race. We have no choice... we must go where it's safe."
Kagome dreaded her next words; she hovered in the center of the survivors, fighting a battle within her own heart. She had to do what was right. Time no longer mattered, only life. She took a deep breath and spoke again, her words rained down like stones on her people.
"The waters of the coral beds have and will always be... our home. But their clear waters have caused us a... a devastating loss. We must, therefore, travel into the Dark Waters.
There is a merman there,... you all know him as Kouga...who as offered me his hand in marriage... I will except is offer... for your safety in return. There, we can start anew and forget this nightmare."
Her heart sunk with the hearts of others, but they knew she was right. With the feeling of dishonor, they would retreat and try and to forget.
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Ok that's chapter 11... chapter 12 is coming very soon... like in the next 5 minutes... lol