Alrighty, next chapter! Thank you to everyone who was nice enough to review ^_^!
~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@Makai, near Yoko's palace~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@
The trip to get to Yoko's home was more or less uneventful, until the last battle they had, anyways. Along the route, they had been attacked by numerous lesser yokai, seeking the reward for Yoko's death. He had destroyed all of them quickly, cleanly, and mercilessly. However, the last battle before reaching his palace was rather… difficult. A group of approximately 50 middle class yokai had surrounded them in a triple ring, and waited until they had reached a peaceful meadow. Yoko had indeed been aware of the demons, their scent strong and disgusting. He had not expected them to be of a class higher than the rest of the demons, unfortunately. When they had tightened their circle and attacked, he had been very much taken by surprise. He unleashed his Death Tree attack, eliminating over half of the demons, but didn't take them all out. He yelled at Kagome to run, but the demons, upon hearing this, thought that Kagome was someone important to Yoko, and lunged at Kagome instead. She shrieked, fearing for her life, when a dark mist enveloped her. No one, not even Yoko with his superb eyesight, could see in. There was a sudden blast of fierce violet and silver light, and all of the opposing yokai disappeared.
Yoko calmly walked through the rain of demon blood and gore, grimacing as his formerly pristine white robes turned crimson. As he neared the spot where Kagome was last seen, wincing as he looked at her still form. The poor girl was covered in blood, with various organs scattered across her uniform. His eyes roamed over her body, realizing that her already short skirt now appeared miniscule, as did her top. At least five inches of her blood-spattered stomach was showing, when his gaze reached her head. He stared. And stared. Ten minutes or so later, he shook him out of his self-induced trance. Her already pale skin was a few shades lighter, and her hair had gained a very faint silver shimmer. But the thing that shocked him the most was her ears. Her crimson, fuzzy, triangular fox ears. 'She… turned into a kitsune! How?' Yoko's mind was in a blur, trying to think of any feasible reason why. Then, as if he had heard it just yesterday, (which he actually did…) he remembered her story. About her incarnation… the words came back to him clearly, how she (Kikyo) had stolen a small bit of Kagome's soul. He reasoned, quite logically, that when she entered Makai, she had gained the soul of a kitsune, which chose to change her into one of them when she was in great danger.
As he was pondering upon all of this, Kagome began to awaken. With a particularly loud groan of pain, she sat up, and glanced around in confusion. "Uh… Yoko, where'd all the yokai go…?" She asked, looking at him in bewilderment. He glanced at her again, and stated shortly, "I believe it had something to do with your miko abilities." "Oh…" She heard something rustle in a bush about 150 yards away, and stared at the bush. Wondering why Yoko wasn't alarmed, for if her human ears had been able to pick it up… staring as a snow-white rabbit hopped out of the bush, Kagome was utterly astonished to note that she could see it perfectly, no fuzziness blurring the rabbit's details. A scent wafted to her nose, smelling of nature, and fresh meat. Another scent, this one much more gentle, caused her to inhale deeply. Roses, fresh winds, and everything nature gently twisted about her as she continued to sniff. Soft footsteps reached her ears, and she reached up to rub them. They were getting more than a bit sore from all this racked. Touching the spot where her ears… used to be, she gasped. Running her hands up through her hair, she encountered fuzzy triangles that felt a bit like Inuyasha's, just a bit taller, narrower, and softer. Kagome blinked once. Twice. Three times, before staring at her hands. She had a set of claws much like Sesshomaru's, only more deadly looking. "Need a mirror?" A extremely bemused voice questioned lightly from behind her. "Uh… sure, I guess." Yoko handed her a small, circular mirror, and once she looked in, she gasped at her appearance. Covered completely in blood! There goes another school uniform… now Kagome looked closer at her features. Her face had grown a bit narrower, her body a bit thinner, and her eyes were midnight blue. Yawning, she stood up, preparing to travel the rest of the way to Yoko's home. He glanced at her, and murmured, "If you want to rest, we might as well. That was a slightly difficult battle." After tending to his (few) wounds, Kagome settled down for a nice bit of sleep.
At around 5 A.M., there was a shuffling noise in the bushes were the rabbit had appeared yesterday. A childish face with bright green eyes peered out of the green foliage, staring at Kagome. 'yes… that has to be momma! It's a good thing I got Klaykyo (Clay + Kikyo ^-^) to do that same thing to me that she did to Kagome!' Shippo jumped as he heard a voice slither out from behind him… "What exactly are YOU doing here, kitsune child?"
OOO! Cliffie for the Yoko and Kagome part of the story! Onto the Klaykyo dies part! Yippee! She's gonna be dead in BOTH my stories! Thank you God!
~*~*~*~*~Sengoku Jidai~*~*~*~*~*~
"Inuyasha, would you please… request for your wench not to have those foul soul stealers around her all the time?" "But, Sesshomaru… she needs to keep them near to gather up souls to keep her alive…!" Inuyasha whined to his elder brother. There were a few veins popping out on Sesshomaru's head as he resisted the urge to brutally kill Inuyasha and his whore. The hanyou and the full yokai's heads snapped up, sniffing the air. "Naraku!" Sesshomaru yelled, and ran off before the rest knew what had happened. Finally realizing what Sesshomaru had shouted, Miroku, Sango, Klaykyo and Inuyasha ran after him. "Kukuku… I see you foolish beings have brought what I desire…" Naraku's insidious voice whispered out, freezing the group as effectively as an ice demon's attack. A tendril shot out towards Klaykyo, wrapping her up and dragging the pot closer to him. "Sesshomaru… Miroku, Sango… you all do not mind if I borrow this… thing, do you?" the aforementioned ones shook their heads, giving Naraku their consent to do as he wished. Inuyasha, however, lunged at Naraku, preparing a Kaze no Kuno. Before his attack was completed, Sesshomaru lashed at tetsusaiga with his Dokkasu, halting the attack. He then threw Inuyasha away, slamming him into unconsciousness by using a nice, big, hard tree. Naraku said his thanks to them, shut up the screeching Klaykyo, and flew away in a cloud of miasma.
~*~*~*~*~Naraku's Castle~*~*~*~*~
(Warning! For those of you who are squeamish, I advise you skip this part! Just know that the pot dies! I just intend to make it graphic and painful for her! Mooahahahahahahaha! And if Kelly Johnson is reading DO NOT READ THE UPCOMING KIKYO TORTURE SCENE! YOUR MOTHER WILL KILL ME IF SHE FINDS OUT!!!!)
Naraku had brought Kikyo into a nice, dark, damp cellar, used especially for torture. He had strapped Kikyo's bare body onto a wooden board, and connected chains to her wrists and ankles. Walking up to the filthy whore, he asked her in a charmingly malicious tone, "Well, Kikyo dearest, which do you prefer? The rack or the periwinkles?" "T-the rack!!" She shrieked. The periwinkles would be brutal, and yet when knew he was going to use them no matter what she said. "As you wish, witch…" walking calmly over to a wheel that controlled the chains that imprisoned Kikyo, he wrenched the wheel down, quite hard and fast. Kikyo shrieked in pain. Her joints were very slowly being wrenched apart as the chains yanked her wrists and ankles. The was a loud pop as the first joint came loose. Naraku smiled with a twisted satisfaction, and walked over to Kikyo. Stroking one hand down her tear stained cheek, he asked once again, "Now, the rods or the periwinkles?" "P-periwinkles…" she choked out. Smiling still, he undid her chains, and she collapsed onto the ground, unable to hold herself up. He calmly sat her down on a chair, grabbed her hand, and set it in an odd looking device.
Naraku slowly brought the top of the mechanism down, watching with a morbid fascination as her bones first fractured, splinter, broke, and were finally crushed. Marrow oozed out of her mangled flesh, as she fought back howls of pain. He gave the same treatment to her other hand, for the sake of symmetry. He stood her up, as she was now incoherent from the pain, and chained her to the wall. He looked once more at her destroyed hands, grinning in satisfaction. The bones were pulverized, sticking out of the flesh in places no bone should ever be. Infection was already setting in, for a yellow green color fluid was dripping, along with blood, onto the ground. Naraku went over to a orange-red light, and yanked out a pair of cherry red tongs. He walked over to Kikyo, viciously slapped her back to reality, and asked, "Where should I burn you first, hm…?" Knowing she would make no response, Naraku decided to go for less damage, much more pain. Opening the red-hot tongs, her viciously closed it on her nipple, inducing screams of torture from his victim. Deciding that she was growing boring, he decided to kill her. He absently sharpened his claws, allowing Kikyo to stir in anticipational horror of what was to come. Bringing his claw up to Kikyo's face, allowing poison to seep from it, he cut a deep gash across her cheek. Then two long gashes from shoulder to a point right above her wrist. The entire length of her leg. Finally, he slashed her midsection viciously, revealing the still pulsing organs underneath her flesh. Satisfied with his work, Naraku calmly walked to his chambers to take a bath, leaving Kikyo… to die.
~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@Kuro Eien's Incoherent Babbling~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@
Ugh… I'm almost disgusted that someone as young as I am could write something so horrible... I almost made myself sick it was so graphic… Please don't hate me too much for killing her so painfully. Oh yeah! I changed my penname and the story titles cause someone that I have a great dislike for was reading it. Thanks to all the people who answered my question in chapter two, and I have decided to make this story to eventually become a Sango/Sesshomaru. And, thank you for whoever (sorry I can't remember who it was .) corrected me on the definition of kitsune… the correction'll be in the glossary. I beg you, please, please, please, onegai, onegai, onegai, onegai don't flame me for tormenting Kikyo! It's just that I really don't like her, and so many people wanted her to die! After all, I need to have some fun with a rated 'r' story… to prevent confusion, when the Kikyo/Kagome soul is free of the pot, it will go on and be reincarnated. Since I don't think Kagome really wants two souls, I'll just keep her with the one. Well, I gotta head to bed, I'll post this'n sometime Friday (tomorrow). Once again, PLEASE don't flame me for butchering Kikyo so graphically! Oh, and for those people who want to read my suggestions, I usually have those fics in my favorite stories area...
Till next time…
@_@Kuro Eien Hayabusa@_@ Ugh... I think I really am gonna be sick…O_O
~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@Makai, near Yoko's palace~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@
The trip to get to Yoko's home was more or less uneventful, until the last battle they had, anyways. Along the route, they had been attacked by numerous lesser yokai, seeking the reward for Yoko's death. He had destroyed all of them quickly, cleanly, and mercilessly. However, the last battle before reaching his palace was rather… difficult. A group of approximately 50 middle class yokai had surrounded them in a triple ring, and waited until they had reached a peaceful meadow. Yoko had indeed been aware of the demons, their scent strong and disgusting. He had not expected them to be of a class higher than the rest of the demons, unfortunately. When they had tightened their circle and attacked, he had been very much taken by surprise. He unleashed his Death Tree attack, eliminating over half of the demons, but didn't take them all out. He yelled at Kagome to run, but the demons, upon hearing this, thought that Kagome was someone important to Yoko, and lunged at Kagome instead. She shrieked, fearing for her life, when a dark mist enveloped her. No one, not even Yoko with his superb eyesight, could see in. There was a sudden blast of fierce violet and silver light, and all of the opposing yokai disappeared.
Yoko calmly walked through the rain of demon blood and gore, grimacing as his formerly pristine white robes turned crimson. As he neared the spot where Kagome was last seen, wincing as he looked at her still form. The poor girl was covered in blood, with various organs scattered across her uniform. His eyes roamed over her body, realizing that her already short skirt now appeared miniscule, as did her top. At least five inches of her blood-spattered stomach was showing, when his gaze reached her head. He stared. And stared. Ten minutes or so later, he shook him out of his self-induced trance. Her already pale skin was a few shades lighter, and her hair had gained a very faint silver shimmer. But the thing that shocked him the most was her ears. Her crimson, fuzzy, triangular fox ears. 'She… turned into a kitsune! How?' Yoko's mind was in a blur, trying to think of any feasible reason why. Then, as if he had heard it just yesterday, (which he actually did…) he remembered her story. About her incarnation… the words came back to him clearly, how she (Kikyo) had stolen a small bit of Kagome's soul. He reasoned, quite logically, that when she entered Makai, she had gained the soul of a kitsune, which chose to change her into one of them when she was in great danger.
As he was pondering upon all of this, Kagome began to awaken. With a particularly loud groan of pain, she sat up, and glanced around in confusion. "Uh… Yoko, where'd all the yokai go…?" She asked, looking at him in bewilderment. He glanced at her again, and stated shortly, "I believe it had something to do with your miko abilities." "Oh…" She heard something rustle in a bush about 150 yards away, and stared at the bush. Wondering why Yoko wasn't alarmed, for if her human ears had been able to pick it up… staring as a snow-white rabbit hopped out of the bush, Kagome was utterly astonished to note that she could see it perfectly, no fuzziness blurring the rabbit's details. A scent wafted to her nose, smelling of nature, and fresh meat. Another scent, this one much more gentle, caused her to inhale deeply. Roses, fresh winds, and everything nature gently twisted about her as she continued to sniff. Soft footsteps reached her ears, and she reached up to rub them. They were getting more than a bit sore from all this racked. Touching the spot where her ears… used to be, she gasped. Running her hands up through her hair, she encountered fuzzy triangles that felt a bit like Inuyasha's, just a bit taller, narrower, and softer. Kagome blinked once. Twice. Three times, before staring at her hands. She had a set of claws much like Sesshomaru's, only more deadly looking. "Need a mirror?" A extremely bemused voice questioned lightly from behind her. "Uh… sure, I guess." Yoko handed her a small, circular mirror, and once she looked in, she gasped at her appearance. Covered completely in blood! There goes another school uniform… now Kagome looked closer at her features. Her face had grown a bit narrower, her body a bit thinner, and her eyes were midnight blue. Yawning, she stood up, preparing to travel the rest of the way to Yoko's home. He glanced at her, and murmured, "If you want to rest, we might as well. That was a slightly difficult battle." After tending to his (few) wounds, Kagome settled down for a nice bit of sleep.
At around 5 A.M., there was a shuffling noise in the bushes were the rabbit had appeared yesterday. A childish face with bright green eyes peered out of the green foliage, staring at Kagome. 'yes… that has to be momma! It's a good thing I got Klaykyo (Clay + Kikyo ^-^) to do that same thing to me that she did to Kagome!' Shippo jumped as he heard a voice slither out from behind him… "What exactly are YOU doing here, kitsune child?"
OOO! Cliffie for the Yoko and Kagome part of the story! Onto the Klaykyo dies part! Yippee! She's gonna be dead in BOTH my stories! Thank you God!
~*~*~*~*~Sengoku Jidai~*~*~*~*~*~
"Inuyasha, would you please… request for your wench not to have those foul soul stealers around her all the time?" "But, Sesshomaru… she needs to keep them near to gather up souls to keep her alive…!" Inuyasha whined to his elder brother. There were a few veins popping out on Sesshomaru's head as he resisted the urge to brutally kill Inuyasha and his whore. The hanyou and the full yokai's heads snapped up, sniffing the air. "Naraku!" Sesshomaru yelled, and ran off before the rest knew what had happened. Finally realizing what Sesshomaru had shouted, Miroku, Sango, Klaykyo and Inuyasha ran after him. "Kukuku… I see you foolish beings have brought what I desire…" Naraku's insidious voice whispered out, freezing the group as effectively as an ice demon's attack. A tendril shot out towards Klaykyo, wrapping her up and dragging the pot closer to him. "Sesshomaru… Miroku, Sango… you all do not mind if I borrow this… thing, do you?" the aforementioned ones shook their heads, giving Naraku their consent to do as he wished. Inuyasha, however, lunged at Naraku, preparing a Kaze no Kuno. Before his attack was completed, Sesshomaru lashed at tetsusaiga with his Dokkasu, halting the attack. He then threw Inuyasha away, slamming him into unconsciousness by using a nice, big, hard tree. Naraku said his thanks to them, shut up the screeching Klaykyo, and flew away in a cloud of miasma.
~*~*~*~*~Naraku's Castle~*~*~*~*~
(Warning! For those of you who are squeamish, I advise you skip this part! Just know that the pot dies! I just intend to make it graphic and painful for her! Mooahahahahahahaha! And if Kelly Johnson is reading DO NOT READ THE UPCOMING KIKYO TORTURE SCENE! YOUR MOTHER WILL KILL ME IF SHE FINDS OUT!!!!)
Naraku had brought Kikyo into a nice, dark, damp cellar, used especially for torture. He had strapped Kikyo's bare body onto a wooden board, and connected chains to her wrists and ankles. Walking up to the filthy whore, he asked her in a charmingly malicious tone, "Well, Kikyo dearest, which do you prefer? The rack or the periwinkles?" "T-the rack!!" She shrieked. The periwinkles would be brutal, and yet when knew he was going to use them no matter what she said. "As you wish, witch…" walking calmly over to a wheel that controlled the chains that imprisoned Kikyo, he wrenched the wheel down, quite hard and fast. Kikyo shrieked in pain. Her joints were very slowly being wrenched apart as the chains yanked her wrists and ankles. The was a loud pop as the first joint came loose. Naraku smiled with a twisted satisfaction, and walked over to Kikyo. Stroking one hand down her tear stained cheek, he asked once again, "Now, the rods or the periwinkles?" "P-periwinkles…" she choked out. Smiling still, he undid her chains, and she collapsed onto the ground, unable to hold herself up. He calmly sat her down on a chair, grabbed her hand, and set it in an odd looking device.
Naraku slowly brought the top of the mechanism down, watching with a morbid fascination as her bones first fractured, splinter, broke, and were finally crushed. Marrow oozed out of her mangled flesh, as she fought back howls of pain. He gave the same treatment to her other hand, for the sake of symmetry. He stood her up, as she was now incoherent from the pain, and chained her to the wall. He looked once more at her destroyed hands, grinning in satisfaction. The bones were pulverized, sticking out of the flesh in places no bone should ever be. Infection was already setting in, for a yellow green color fluid was dripping, along with blood, onto the ground. Naraku went over to a orange-red light, and yanked out a pair of cherry red tongs. He walked over to Kikyo, viciously slapped her back to reality, and asked, "Where should I burn you first, hm…?" Knowing she would make no response, Naraku decided to go for less damage, much more pain. Opening the red-hot tongs, her viciously closed it on her nipple, inducing screams of torture from his victim. Deciding that she was growing boring, he decided to kill her. He absently sharpened his claws, allowing Kikyo to stir in anticipational horror of what was to come. Bringing his claw up to Kikyo's face, allowing poison to seep from it, he cut a deep gash across her cheek. Then two long gashes from shoulder to a point right above her wrist. The entire length of her leg. Finally, he slashed her midsection viciously, revealing the still pulsing organs underneath her flesh. Satisfied with his work, Naraku calmly walked to his chambers to take a bath, leaving Kikyo… to die.
~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@Kuro Eien's Incoherent Babbling~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@~;@
Ugh… I'm almost disgusted that someone as young as I am could write something so horrible... I almost made myself sick it was so graphic… Please don't hate me too much for killing her so painfully. Oh yeah! I changed my penname and the story titles cause someone that I have a great dislike for was reading it. Thanks to all the people who answered my question in chapter two, and I have decided to make this story to eventually become a Sango/Sesshomaru. And, thank you for whoever (sorry I can't remember who it was .) corrected me on the definition of kitsune… the correction'll be in the glossary. I beg you, please, please, please, onegai, onegai, onegai, onegai don't flame me for tormenting Kikyo! It's just that I really don't like her, and so many people wanted her to die! After all, I need to have some fun with a rated 'r' story… to prevent confusion, when the Kikyo/Kagome soul is free of the pot, it will go on and be reincarnated. Since I don't think Kagome really wants two souls, I'll just keep her with the one. Well, I gotta head to bed, I'll post this'n sometime Friday (tomorrow). Once again, PLEASE don't flame me for butchering Kikyo so graphically! Oh, and for those people who want to read my suggestions, I usually have those fics in my favorite stories area...
Till next time…
@_@Kuro Eien Hayabusa@_@ Ugh... I think I really am gonna be sick…O_O