An autumn rain slanted into a forest path, bringing many leaves
with it. The
sky wasn't dark, unusual for a rainstorm. A few of the rain drops and leaves hit upon the straight staring
face of a hanyou with hollow amber eyes and an expressionless face. He was too far gone to notice, or care.
It didn't matter anymore. Nothing really did. He hadn't eaten, or slept, or stopped wandering for three days
now. He had just kept going.
Sango and Miroku had not been able to stop him. He had just bounded away through the trees before
anything could be said. They barely noticed.
Many demons met thier death that day. Howling with rage and anguish,He massacred every thing that
he saw, taking his own revenge for his loss. Slashing and gouging at trees and bushes he cleared a huge
area of forest. Himself and the forest floor were covered with blood. Entire villages had evacuated upon
hearing that Inuyasha, the feared half-breed was coming, reaking a path of destruction in his anguish.
Fortunately he had not met any humans. He did not know what he would have done if he had.
There was blood all over him. Both youkai's and his own. He had thrashed at himself for not being there,
not protecting her, and not telling her how he felt. He had tortured the poor girl with his constant referral to
her as being 'useless' and 'shard detector' when that could not have been farther from the truth. And
now she was gone. He had punished himself for every time he had lashed out at her and made her feel
unwanted. He repayed in blood what he had cost her in tears. He collapsed shortly after this, taking a
merciful salvation in sleep while his tortured body took the opportunity to heal, but he had woken up to a
barrage of pain once he remembered what had happened. His wounds were gone now, leaving himself
unmarked, but he had not bothered to wash the blood off. He had just walked since then. Alone and
unfeeling, he walked.
sky wasn't dark, unusual for a rainstorm. A few of the rain drops and leaves hit upon the straight staring
face of a hanyou with hollow amber eyes and an expressionless face. He was too far gone to notice, or care.
It didn't matter anymore. Nothing really did. He hadn't eaten, or slept, or stopped wandering for three days
now. He had just kept going.
Sango and Miroku had not been able to stop him. He had just bounded away through the trees before
anything could be said. They barely noticed.
Many demons met thier death that day. Howling with rage and anguish,He massacred every thing that
he saw, taking his own revenge for his loss. Slashing and gouging at trees and bushes he cleared a huge
area of forest. Himself and the forest floor were covered with blood. Entire villages had evacuated upon
hearing that Inuyasha, the feared half-breed was coming, reaking a path of destruction in his anguish.
Fortunately he had not met any humans. He did not know what he would have done if he had.
There was blood all over him. Both youkai's and his own. He had thrashed at himself for not being there,
not protecting her, and not telling her how he felt. He had tortured the poor girl with his constant referral to
her as being 'useless' and 'shard detector' when that could not have been farther from the truth. And
now she was gone. He had punished himself for every time he had lashed out at her and made her feel
unwanted. He repayed in blood what he had cost her in tears. He collapsed shortly after this, taking a
merciful salvation in sleep while his tortured body took the opportunity to heal, but he had woken up to a
barrage of pain once he remembered what had happened. His wounds were gone now, leaving himself
unmarked, but he had not bothered to wash the blood off. He had just walked since then. Alone and
unfeeling, he walked.