Chapter Twelve: Comfort of a Father
"Daddy, he killed Captain Sparrow," Jacklyn mumbled through sobs. Will let her go from his warm embrace and cupped his hands around her cheek.
"What?" Will asked.
"I had a dream the captain and two others were killed. It felt so real, daddy." Fresh tears raced down her pomegranate-colored cheeks. Will caught them with his thumb and wrapped his arms around her shaking form.
"It was just a dream, honey; he is still alive." I hope.
Out of the shadows, the voice of Naraku filled the room. "You are right about one thing: Jack is still alive, but it was not just a dream. Anything that I say will happen is set up to happen. The same demon that was in your dream did attack Inuyasha and his followers but was killed. The outcome of my plan is rarely what I want to happen, but that will change. I do not know what I have in store for you two, but I assure you that Jack will not be alive to see it."
"Why are you doing this? Don't you have better things to do that hold my daughter and me hostage and try to kill a man that has never done anything to you?" Will let go of Jacklyn and stood up to face Naraku, rage and question building in his heart, mind, body, and soul.
"This is one of the best things that I can think of doing. Jack and Inuyasha are both looking for the Shikon Jewel shards. I want these shards also so that I may become more powerful. The power that is in the shards is enough to make me the supreme power in all of feudal Japan. But to get these fragments, I must lure both of them here. Mr. Sparrow will be more than willing to come to save you, but he is not fully trusted by Inuyasha. Inuyasha will need some persuasion. I must work on that plan. Once they are here, I assure you that I will get the shards and kill any and all who stand in my way."
Will's question turned into anger, complementing the rage that had already been placed in him. Jacklyn looked up at her father and saw the emotion that she had never seen before. She could tell that he was angered and worried.
Naraku continued, "Little girl, it would do you well to dry your eyes now, for you will need to save your tears for when your dream comes true." The same anger that was boiling inside of Will also came into Jacklyn. In an instant, she got up off the ground and rushed at Naraku. From behind Naraku, Kagura opened her fan. Kagura waved her fan in one violent movement, pinning Jacklyn on the wall. Steal chains appeared and held her there by her ankles, wrists, and waist. Will ran forward towards Naraku but was held on the wall by his wrists. Naraku moved a folded piece of his robe aside and pulled out a dagger. Slowly, he smiled and walked toward the squirming child.
Will noticed and cried out, "No, don't hurt her; she's just a little kid!"
"No?" A smirk crossed Naraku's face. "I guess that she can't be touched. She is too valuable, but you, on the other hand, are not. Maybe if you were injured, Jack would get here faster and bring that mangy mutt with him." With that, Naraku turned from Jacklyn and stabbed Will in the side with his dagger and twisted it once. Will's light brown eyes opened wide. Naraku slowly pulled the dagger stained with blood and dropped it on the floor. At once, Naraku vanished, as did the chains that bound Jacklyn. Noticing that she was not held captive, she ran to her father and buried her face in his seemingly lifeless chest.