Disclaimer: Recently, I entered this contest and won. They said I could pick my prize, 'anything'
I wanted... and I said InuYasha... go figure that 'anything' wasn't on their list of choices... 9_9 so
'no', still don't have him... *sniff* and I was so close...
Notes - Um.. I'm gonna try to make longer chapters from now on... cus this story is already kinda
long, and I really don't want it being like 100 chapters... Well, I'm home sick today, and saw it as
an opportune time to catch up on my writing, and you all get the benefit of another update... Also
I would like to wish XxDarkGoddessxX a happy birthday *smiles*... so in honor of that, I'll
sorta dedicate this chappy to you... n_~
Anyhoo, I'm glad you all are still reading... It definitely helps me a lot to hear your input... so
that's my way of asking ya to continue reviewing... Read on ~Bunny
~* Over the Edge - Chapter 32: A New*~
Seiko looked at the hawk expectantly as it approached. It's graceful wings propelled it through
the storm, and slowed it to land perfectly in the window where she stood, waiting for it. She
gently stroked the combat bird, looking down upon it with gentle eyes, the first time her
expression had changed since she'd returned.
But then her gaze turned cold, peering down at the bird with big eyes. She noticed the pouch that
had been attached to its leg was torn, or ripped away, and no message was enclosed in its mighty
claws. Her hand became shaky as she brought it away from the silky feathers, thoughts rushing
through her head she looked into its sharp eyes.
The fire hawk let out a lucent cry, and her gaze came to her shaking hand, hovering above the
bird... on it was blood... and it was not the hawks.
***
Seiko rushed into the kitchen where everyone else in the group had sat eating lunch at the table.
She hastily snatched her cloak from the stone around the hearth, and pulled it over her head
roughly. A sharp whistle was heard, and the great bird flew to her shoulder.
"Fera-baba," the old woman turned her head from the other side of the room where she had been
grinding dried herbs, "Shana hast reun Oki... garbad enishnu."
Mirkou turned at the sound of Oki's name, and InuYasha along with him, detecting the scent of
human blood.
Fera-baba gasped, bringing a hand to her mouth. "Gondome shma! Orite Miroku fawtu." The
huntress turned to face the rest of the group at the table, as Mikou stood with hearing his name.
"What happened?" The monk's eyes were wide, not liking the tone in the conversation he had
just heard.
Seiko tore her shape gaze from his, looking to the floor. "Something has happened to Oki... we
must leave now."
***
A few hours later, the group was bounding through the storm, almost to the small village at the
base of the mountain. Everyone had gone with her, deciding that it might have to do with a shard
or demon, and thinking it would be safest that way.
Kagome clung to InuYasha's robes as he ran along side Kirara, who was carrying the rest of
them, and Seiko's fire hawk soared above them. With every foot closer they came, it seemed the
more worried the hanyou got. Naraku's scent lingered in the moist air, and that was never a good
sign...
***
Only minutes later, they were stopping abruptly in the muddy waters, in front of the small hut
which was Oki's. The scent of blood was stronger now, and InuYasha began to cough and
sneeze, feeling dizzy from the potency. He agreed to stay outside, while the rest went in, covering
their noses as well.
The huntress's eyes grew wide with fear and anger as she walked in the main room, the others
trailing behind her slowly. She collapsed to the ground at the sight, and tears trailed down her
face, her eyes flickering blue with anger. Seiko took Oki's limp hand in hers, as her brows
lowered as her eyes closed tightly, wishing the image would go away.
The floor was covered in blood and bodies, roughly cut and killed. The midwives had been
slaughtered, and were undistinguishable by the pieces strewn about the room, but Oki's body
remained, though severely cut as well. Her innocent face was scared with slash marks and dried
blood, the rest of her drenched with the crimson fluids of all of those around her, ruining the
white kimono Seiko had made for her only earlier that year.
Seiko ceased crying, and stood, towering over the corpse looking down at her pale face. Her eyes
became darker, returning to their normal state, but the anger only built up, a blank look covering
her face once more.
The others walked in, only to see the scene that was so tragic, the girls gasped, and Miroku fell to
his knees beside the still girl. He brushed some hair from her pale face, as his eyes glossed over
with tears. He could only look down upon Oki's form, undoubtably killed by a yokai in sensing
the evil ora. She was limp, and pale, her cheeks once full and soft, were now sunken and scared.
He lowered his head in a silent prayer over her figure, which had not even began to show of the
child that was his, to be lost in this cruel act.
Seiko placed a hand on his shoulder in comfort, her placid gaze upon his as he turned to her.
Then she tuned, and left the room, leaving the monk to his prayer.
***
Sango looked about the room in horror, remembering her own town, and how her people had
been slaughtered. The blood left an overwhelming scent, and Kirara had fled the room. All she
could do was stare at the corpses, memories flashing through her head of when she'd nearly died.
But then one thought entered, as if foreign, but standing out from all the others through the
swarm in her head.
'...so now he is mine...'
***
InuYasha removed his hand from his sensitive nose as everything seemed to adjust, and the
potency did not seem so bad. But as he felt his ears move down from the top of his head, he
mentally cursed himself for forgetting about the New Moon.
His silver locks of hair turned black as he saw Seiko exit the hut, each staring at the other. She
paused at the top of the stairs, seeing him transform into the human which was now before her.
No fangs, no claws, no amber eyes... she could only stand in aw at the scene.
But there was something different about her as well. Even with his yokai senses fading, he could
tell she was in rage. The rain poured down upon her a she looked down upon him, and he noticed
what it was. She was stuck in her human form as well...
***
Sesshomarou paced back and forth, looking intently at the stone floor in his heavy thought. It was
hard for him to be away from her. His instincts told him to go after his mate, but he knew he
couldn't. So he fought his opposing emotions, walking back and forth in the long hallway of his
castle.
But after a while his mind was made up, and he stormed out of the door just as Jaken was coming
up to it with news of the surrounding lands. He walked right past the toad demon, determined to
find her through the storm.
"Lord Shesshomarou?..." The toad turned to him, questioning his actions.
"Not now Jaken." The he picked the toad up by his knobby head and threw him further into the
storm, letting out his frustration. Then Sesshomarou sighed, continuing on his way... the storm
would be an obstacle indeed...
*
*
*
Okay, so it wasn't exactly longer this chapter... maybe even shorter than some... but I'm still
trying, and I hope yous liked it n_n'
On another note, I would like to recommend Nankinmai's story 'Happy Birthday!'... it's very
good, and humorous as well (would be a nice contrast to all the drama of mine n_n')
Of course there are others I would like to recommend, but I don't think I'd have enough space for
all of them... but if for some odd reason you REALLY value my opinion, then just check out my
bio page, and my list of favorite stories...
Please click the little blue button and review. Til next chappy. Ja
()()
(n_n) ~Bunny
I wanted... and I said InuYasha... go figure that 'anything' wasn't on their list of choices... 9_9 so
'no', still don't have him... *sniff* and I was so close...
Notes - Um.. I'm gonna try to make longer chapters from now on... cus this story is already kinda
long, and I really don't want it being like 100 chapters... Well, I'm home sick today, and saw it as
an opportune time to catch up on my writing, and you all get the benefit of another update... Also
I would like to wish XxDarkGoddessxX a happy birthday *smiles*... so in honor of that, I'll
sorta dedicate this chappy to you... n_~
Anyhoo, I'm glad you all are still reading... It definitely helps me a lot to hear your input... so
that's my way of asking ya to continue reviewing... Read on ~Bunny
~* Over the Edge - Chapter 32: A New*~
Seiko looked at the hawk expectantly as it approached. It's graceful wings propelled it through
the storm, and slowed it to land perfectly in the window where she stood, waiting for it. She
gently stroked the combat bird, looking down upon it with gentle eyes, the first time her
expression had changed since she'd returned.
But then her gaze turned cold, peering down at the bird with big eyes. She noticed the pouch that
had been attached to its leg was torn, or ripped away, and no message was enclosed in its mighty
claws. Her hand became shaky as she brought it away from the silky feathers, thoughts rushing
through her head she looked into its sharp eyes.
The fire hawk let out a lucent cry, and her gaze came to her shaking hand, hovering above the
bird... on it was blood... and it was not the hawks.
***
Seiko rushed into the kitchen where everyone else in the group had sat eating lunch at the table.
She hastily snatched her cloak from the stone around the hearth, and pulled it over her head
roughly. A sharp whistle was heard, and the great bird flew to her shoulder.
"Fera-baba," the old woman turned her head from the other side of the room where she had been
grinding dried herbs, "Shana hast reun Oki... garbad enishnu."
Mirkou turned at the sound of Oki's name, and InuYasha along with him, detecting the scent of
human blood.
Fera-baba gasped, bringing a hand to her mouth. "Gondome shma! Orite Miroku fawtu." The
huntress turned to face the rest of the group at the table, as Mikou stood with hearing his name.
"What happened?" The monk's eyes were wide, not liking the tone in the conversation he had
just heard.
Seiko tore her shape gaze from his, looking to the floor. "Something has happened to Oki... we
must leave now."
***
A few hours later, the group was bounding through the storm, almost to the small village at the
base of the mountain. Everyone had gone with her, deciding that it might have to do with a shard
or demon, and thinking it would be safest that way.
Kagome clung to InuYasha's robes as he ran along side Kirara, who was carrying the rest of
them, and Seiko's fire hawk soared above them. With every foot closer they came, it seemed the
more worried the hanyou got. Naraku's scent lingered in the moist air, and that was never a good
sign...
***
Only minutes later, they were stopping abruptly in the muddy waters, in front of the small hut
which was Oki's. The scent of blood was stronger now, and InuYasha began to cough and
sneeze, feeling dizzy from the potency. He agreed to stay outside, while the rest went in, covering
their noses as well.
The huntress's eyes grew wide with fear and anger as she walked in the main room, the others
trailing behind her slowly. She collapsed to the ground at the sight, and tears trailed down her
face, her eyes flickering blue with anger. Seiko took Oki's limp hand in hers, as her brows
lowered as her eyes closed tightly, wishing the image would go away.
The floor was covered in blood and bodies, roughly cut and killed. The midwives had been
slaughtered, and were undistinguishable by the pieces strewn about the room, but Oki's body
remained, though severely cut as well. Her innocent face was scared with slash marks and dried
blood, the rest of her drenched with the crimson fluids of all of those around her, ruining the
white kimono Seiko had made for her only earlier that year.
Seiko ceased crying, and stood, towering over the corpse looking down at her pale face. Her eyes
became darker, returning to their normal state, but the anger only built up, a blank look covering
her face once more.
The others walked in, only to see the scene that was so tragic, the girls gasped, and Miroku fell to
his knees beside the still girl. He brushed some hair from her pale face, as his eyes glossed over
with tears. He could only look down upon Oki's form, undoubtably killed by a yokai in sensing
the evil ora. She was limp, and pale, her cheeks once full and soft, were now sunken and scared.
He lowered his head in a silent prayer over her figure, which had not even began to show of the
child that was his, to be lost in this cruel act.
Seiko placed a hand on his shoulder in comfort, her placid gaze upon his as he turned to her.
Then she tuned, and left the room, leaving the monk to his prayer.
***
Sango looked about the room in horror, remembering her own town, and how her people had
been slaughtered. The blood left an overwhelming scent, and Kirara had fled the room. All she
could do was stare at the corpses, memories flashing through her head of when she'd nearly died.
But then one thought entered, as if foreign, but standing out from all the others through the
swarm in her head.
'...so now he is mine...'
***
InuYasha removed his hand from his sensitive nose as everything seemed to adjust, and the
potency did not seem so bad. But as he felt his ears move down from the top of his head, he
mentally cursed himself for forgetting about the New Moon.
His silver locks of hair turned black as he saw Seiko exit the hut, each staring at the other. She
paused at the top of the stairs, seeing him transform into the human which was now before her.
No fangs, no claws, no amber eyes... she could only stand in aw at the scene.
But there was something different about her as well. Even with his yokai senses fading, he could
tell she was in rage. The rain poured down upon her a she looked down upon him, and he noticed
what it was. She was stuck in her human form as well...
***
Sesshomarou paced back and forth, looking intently at the stone floor in his heavy thought. It was
hard for him to be away from her. His instincts told him to go after his mate, but he knew he
couldn't. So he fought his opposing emotions, walking back and forth in the long hallway of his
castle.
But after a while his mind was made up, and he stormed out of the door just as Jaken was coming
up to it with news of the surrounding lands. He walked right past the toad demon, determined to
find her through the storm.
"Lord Shesshomarou?..." The toad turned to him, questioning his actions.
"Not now Jaken." The he picked the toad up by his knobby head and threw him further into the
storm, letting out his frustration. Then Sesshomarou sighed, continuing on his way... the storm
would be an obstacle indeed...
*
*
*
Okay, so it wasn't exactly longer this chapter... maybe even shorter than some... but I'm still
trying, and I hope yous liked it n_n'
On another note, I would like to recommend Nankinmai's story 'Happy Birthday!'... it's very
good, and humorous as well (would be a nice contrast to all the drama of mine n_n')
Of course there are others I would like to recommend, but I don't think I'd have enough space for
all of them... but if for some odd reason you REALLY value my opinion, then just check out my
bio page, and my list of favorite stories...
Please click the little blue button and review. Til next chappy. Ja
()()
(n_n) ~Bunny