Morning came, and Rin was hungry yet again. "Jaken, go with Rin to find
food. We will be leaving shortly."
"Of course Sesshomaru sama, Rin, come!" Jaken thoroughly enjoyed
these brief moments of power.
While picking various fruits from the forest, Rin noticed what looked
to be a unique white flower in the distance. "I'll be right back Jaken
sama!" Rin's curiosity got the better of her, as it usually did.
"Wait, wait! RIN!" Jaken being so small, could not catch up with the
quick Rin.
She walked closer to the white shimmer in the forest. As she
approached it, she noticed it didn't seem to be a flower, but more of a
crescent shape. She squinted her eyes as she came closer to the object. She
looked down on it, baffled. She reached out her hand to touch it. Suddenly
the object moved with a great speed, so fast that it was but a spark of
light to Rin's eyes, now filled with pain. The object ripped into her
throat and the side of her face, and flew into the sky. Rin screamed in
what seemed to be her never ending agony. Sesshomaru ran furiously to Rin's
side, he then heard a laughter in the distance. A red-eyed woman appeared
before him, holding her infamous fan.
"Hmm, I didn't think she would survive that." She stood there, smiling at
the sight of the fatally wounded girl, breathing heavily.
"Sessh. . .Sesshomaru. . ." Rin was barely recognizeable, her face was
saturated in her own blood. Her breathing was delayed, and fading. Kagura
looked down upon Rin's helpless body. Her eyes seem to pierce through Rin's
soul. Kagura then looked up at Sesshomaru.
"You wouldn't help me, you didn't care. You knew that you could have
defeated Naraku! Now I will never be free.and your precious child will pay
the price." With one flick of her thin, pale wrist, Kagura was soaring
above the clouds on her feather. There was no time for revenge. Sesshomaru
stood up and looked at Rin in a puzzlement. "She's near death, I shouldn't
let her suffer any more. . .she's beyond any healing." He then raised his
toukijin above Rin. "You're going to be fine, Rin." He brushed his slender
fingers through her bangs and whispered, "It will only hurt for a moment."
He thrusted his toukijin into Rin's chest. Her body gave one last twitch of
the foot, and she was gone. "My tenseiga, yes! That can revive her. . .it
must." Sesshomaru reached for his tenseiga, and the sword that was Rin's
only chance, was gone. "What? Where is it!" Sesshomaru's voice changed into
a vengeful growl. Panicking, as Sesshomaru rarely does, his eyes shifted
towards various directions, then down to Rin's small, lifeless body.
Staring coldly into the sky, he screamed in grief, his eyes grew large and
red. Abandoning his his human form, he yelled, "Jaken! Stay with her, don't
leave her this time." Sesshomaru ran off, his paws pounded against the
earth furiously. His silver fur seemed to be only a streak of light,
incomparable to the dawn's early sun. His grief fueled only fueled his
speed.
food. We will be leaving shortly."
"Of course Sesshomaru sama, Rin, come!" Jaken thoroughly enjoyed
these brief moments of power.
While picking various fruits from the forest, Rin noticed what looked
to be a unique white flower in the distance. "I'll be right back Jaken
sama!" Rin's curiosity got the better of her, as it usually did.
"Wait, wait! RIN!" Jaken being so small, could not catch up with the
quick Rin.
She walked closer to the white shimmer in the forest. As she
approached it, she noticed it didn't seem to be a flower, but more of a
crescent shape. She squinted her eyes as she came closer to the object. She
looked down on it, baffled. She reached out her hand to touch it. Suddenly
the object moved with a great speed, so fast that it was but a spark of
light to Rin's eyes, now filled with pain. The object ripped into her
throat and the side of her face, and flew into the sky. Rin screamed in
what seemed to be her never ending agony. Sesshomaru ran furiously to Rin's
side, he then heard a laughter in the distance. A red-eyed woman appeared
before him, holding her infamous fan.
"Hmm, I didn't think she would survive that." She stood there, smiling at
the sight of the fatally wounded girl, breathing heavily.
"Sessh. . .Sesshomaru. . ." Rin was barely recognizeable, her face was
saturated in her own blood. Her breathing was delayed, and fading. Kagura
looked down upon Rin's helpless body. Her eyes seem to pierce through Rin's
soul. Kagura then looked up at Sesshomaru.
"You wouldn't help me, you didn't care. You knew that you could have
defeated Naraku! Now I will never be free.and your precious child will pay
the price." With one flick of her thin, pale wrist, Kagura was soaring
above the clouds on her feather. There was no time for revenge. Sesshomaru
stood up and looked at Rin in a puzzlement. "She's near death, I shouldn't
let her suffer any more. . .she's beyond any healing." He then raised his
toukijin above Rin. "You're going to be fine, Rin." He brushed his slender
fingers through her bangs and whispered, "It will only hurt for a moment."
He thrusted his toukijin into Rin's chest. Her body gave one last twitch of
the foot, and she was gone. "My tenseiga, yes! That can revive her. . .it
must." Sesshomaru reached for his tenseiga, and the sword that was Rin's
only chance, was gone. "What? Where is it!" Sesshomaru's voice changed into
a vengeful growl. Panicking, as Sesshomaru rarely does, his eyes shifted
towards various directions, then down to Rin's small, lifeless body.
Staring coldly into the sky, he screamed in grief, his eyes grew large and
red. Abandoning his his human form, he yelled, "Jaken! Stay with her, don't
leave her this time." Sesshomaru ran off, his paws pounded against the
earth furiously. His silver fur seemed to be only a streak of light,
incomparable to the dawn's early sun. His grief fueled only fueled his
speed.