Well the reviews for chapter 1 were *sigh* less than impressive, but life
goes on!
Disclaimer: see previous chapter
Chapter 2: Karashun, the black wing of darkness
"So." said Karashun, who was watching from a nearby bush "When Tetsuiga is taken, Inu-Yasha's demon side is unleashed."
Karashun was perhaps the only being on earth who come close to matching the age, combat skill, and courage of Tashimo. Sadly, he greatly lacked wisdom and purity. He was not evil, mearly mislead. He hated Naraku for his evil ways, but he dealt with it in a less than peaceful manor.
But most of all, he hated the shikon jewel. He felt it was leading all to a horrible fate, with all the demons searching for it. This often lead to him bewitching demons, as he would be doing tonight to inu-yasha. He was a lost soul. He had forgotten his purpose, forgotten what he was trying to do.
"He may be physically stronger," he continued "But his conciouse weakens, his mind will be easier to bewitch."
"What do you propose we do?" asked Terasi, his ever faithful servant.
"Well," said Karashun "It's simple." he held up a spiked collar.
"Oh." Terashi immeadiatly understood.
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*
"Hey Tashimo," Shippo began to ask. The two of them were sitting by the fire while Kagome was asleep in a treehouse nearby. Miroku and Songo were out scouting somewhere. Inu-Yasha had gone to ponder his thoughts.
"Yes, my child?"
"Well, I was just thinking," pryed Shippo "You were good today fighting Inu-Yasha. You probably could've'killed him!"
Tashimo nodded.
"If you wanted to you could gather the fragments of the jewel, defeat Naraku, and take over the world!"
Tashimo nodded again.
"Well," said Shippo "Why don't you?"
Tashimo smiled "My dear little fox boy." he ruffled Shippo's hair "Just because you can fight doesn't mean you should. Fighting only leads to more fighting and nothing ever gets resolved. The only thing gained from fighting is anger and hatred. Did you want me to kill Inu- Yasha?"
Shippo shook his head.
"Excactly." said Tashimo "There is good in all beings."
"Not Naraku." argued Shippo.
"It is true," said Tashimo "That killing Naraku is the right thing to do, though it saddens me. I remember when Naraku was a thief. A mischevious thief, but not evil. Of course then he was called 'Onigumo'. Power destroys us all. Fortunatly I was able to rid myself of the desire for it, as few can. As I told all of you, I sensed that you had all lost something."
Shippo nodded "My father."
"And when he was lost," continued Tashimo "How did you feel?"
"Powerless." replied Shippo "Like a log in the river, unable to go my own way, I just had to go where the current took me."
"Exactly." exclaimed Tashimo "That is how Naraku felt, he could not control his feelings for the priestess Kikyo. His anger consumed him. Now you and you're friends must make him pay."
"But why?" asked Shippo "Why can't you destroy him?"
He smiled again "That is not my task. I fight only to protect."
* * * *
* * *
Sango drew her sword. She could hear someone around the corner.
"Ahhhh!" Sango jumped around the corner only to be knocked over the head by the staff of-
"Miroku!" she exclaimed while rubbing his head "What are you doing here?"
"What do you mean?" he asked "Tashimo sent me to scout around."
"He sent ME out to scout!"
They both shrugged .
"Well," said Sango "Now that we're both out here we might as well watch eachothers backs."
As they turned their backs, there was quite an ockward silence.
"So," said Sango, breaking the silence "What do you plan to do once we gather all the jewel fragments?"
Miroku thought for a moment, he hadn't really considered this "I'll probably return to my duties."
Sango turned around and stood next to him "That's it? With all these girls you've asked to bear your child, you're not gonna marry one of them?"
Miroku blushed sheepishly "I've got my eye on a certain one."
To Miroku's surprise, Sango layed her head on his shoulder "It's cold."
Miroku blushed again "Sango?"
Sango looked up "Yes?"
He hesitated "Oh.......it's nothing."
"No." insisted Sango "Tell me."
"Well...it's just that....I've been trying to tell you...ever since I first met you...I don't think I could live with myself if I never told you..."
Sango smiled "This is the first time you've ever held me without violating me."
"There is a reason for that." He replied "The women I always ask to bear my child are always a beauty, but I never thought I would meet someone so beautiful I couldn't ask that of them."
Sango frowned "Why wouldn't you be able to?"
"As a monk," Miroku explained "I must protect that which is pure. When I saw you, I realized that I was unpure, I could not ask you to bear my child, to depurify you." he looked into her eyes "You changed my life Sango."
Sango gasped "Miroku, I love you."
And then she kissed him.
* *
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*
As was mentioned before, Inu-Yasha was going for a walk, pondering his thoughts.
Why was life so complicated? Why couldn't he be pure, but strong at the same time? Why must he choose one or the other? Why did he have to be in love? Why with Kagome? Or was it Kikyo?
No, it was Kagome, he thought. He was protecting her, and only her. Kikyo had no right to live, she was dead to him.
Just then, Inu-Yasha heard a rustling in the bushes.
He drew Tetsuiga, but then of course, remembered that since he was alone, with no mortals around, it was nearly useless.
"Who's there?" he cried out.
"Surrender your sword!" came the returning voice.
"What do you want with this measly thing?" he wondered, hoping the voice did not know what the sword was capable of.
"I want," continued the voice "To feel your fear!"
A servant santched tetsuiga from his hands.
Inu-Yasha became enraged "You don't wanna go there!" he threatened .
"You do not need this sword!" exclaimed the voice "You are a demon at heart! I know it is in you!"
Inu-Yasha"s eyes flashed red "Show yourself!"
A tall man, long and slender, with long blonde hair and a buster sword with a curved handle stepped out. (A/n: Try to picture Sessomaru mixed with a demon cloud and demon Legolas)
"Fear me!" said the man "I am Karashun!" he raised his hands to the sky "I summon the demon within you!"
Inu-Yasha transformed, but not in his usual manner. Streaks of yellow stained his hair and his eys rolled over white. His claws were like knifes. Inu-Yasha's head tilted in pain.
"Master!" protested Terashi "You're overloading him!"
"I – DON'T – CARE!!!" exclaimed Karashun. He threw a spiked collar around Inu-Yasha's neck "You are a slave to my will!!"
Disclaimer: see previous chapter
Chapter 2: Karashun, the black wing of darkness
"So." said Karashun, who was watching from a nearby bush "When Tetsuiga is taken, Inu-Yasha's demon side is unleashed."
Karashun was perhaps the only being on earth who come close to matching the age, combat skill, and courage of Tashimo. Sadly, he greatly lacked wisdom and purity. He was not evil, mearly mislead. He hated Naraku for his evil ways, but he dealt with it in a less than peaceful manor.
But most of all, he hated the shikon jewel. He felt it was leading all to a horrible fate, with all the demons searching for it. This often lead to him bewitching demons, as he would be doing tonight to inu-yasha. He was a lost soul. He had forgotten his purpose, forgotten what he was trying to do.
"He may be physically stronger," he continued "But his conciouse weakens, his mind will be easier to bewitch."
"What do you propose we do?" asked Terasi, his ever faithful servant.
"Well," said Karashun "It's simple." he held up a spiked collar.
"Oh." Terashi immeadiatly understood.
* *
*
"Hey Tashimo," Shippo began to ask. The two of them were sitting by the fire while Kagome was asleep in a treehouse nearby. Miroku and Songo were out scouting somewhere. Inu-Yasha had gone to ponder his thoughts.
"Yes, my child?"
"Well, I was just thinking," pryed Shippo "You were good today fighting Inu-Yasha. You probably could've'killed him!"
Tashimo nodded.
"If you wanted to you could gather the fragments of the jewel, defeat Naraku, and take over the world!"
Tashimo nodded again.
"Well," said Shippo "Why don't you?"
Tashimo smiled "My dear little fox boy." he ruffled Shippo's hair "Just because you can fight doesn't mean you should. Fighting only leads to more fighting and nothing ever gets resolved. The only thing gained from fighting is anger and hatred. Did you want me to kill Inu- Yasha?"
Shippo shook his head.
"Excactly." said Tashimo "There is good in all beings."
"Not Naraku." argued Shippo.
"It is true," said Tashimo "That killing Naraku is the right thing to do, though it saddens me. I remember when Naraku was a thief. A mischevious thief, but not evil. Of course then he was called 'Onigumo'. Power destroys us all. Fortunatly I was able to rid myself of the desire for it, as few can. As I told all of you, I sensed that you had all lost something."
Shippo nodded "My father."
"And when he was lost," continued Tashimo "How did you feel?"
"Powerless." replied Shippo "Like a log in the river, unable to go my own way, I just had to go where the current took me."
"Exactly." exclaimed Tashimo "That is how Naraku felt, he could not control his feelings for the priestess Kikyo. His anger consumed him. Now you and you're friends must make him pay."
"But why?" asked Shippo "Why can't you destroy him?"
He smiled again "That is not my task. I fight only to protect."
* * * *
* * *
Sango drew her sword. She could hear someone around the corner.
"Ahhhh!" Sango jumped around the corner only to be knocked over the head by the staff of-
"Miroku!" she exclaimed while rubbing his head "What are you doing here?"
"What do you mean?" he asked "Tashimo sent me to scout around."
"He sent ME out to scout!"
They both shrugged .
"Well," said Sango "Now that we're both out here we might as well watch eachothers backs."
As they turned their backs, there was quite an ockward silence.
"So," said Sango, breaking the silence "What do you plan to do once we gather all the jewel fragments?"
Miroku thought for a moment, he hadn't really considered this "I'll probably return to my duties."
Sango turned around and stood next to him "That's it? With all these girls you've asked to bear your child, you're not gonna marry one of them?"
Miroku blushed sheepishly "I've got my eye on a certain one."
To Miroku's surprise, Sango layed her head on his shoulder "It's cold."
Miroku blushed again "Sango?"
Sango looked up "Yes?"
He hesitated "Oh.......it's nothing."
"No." insisted Sango "Tell me."
"Well...it's just that....I've been trying to tell you...ever since I first met you...I don't think I could live with myself if I never told you..."
Sango smiled "This is the first time you've ever held me without violating me."
"There is a reason for that." He replied "The women I always ask to bear my child are always a beauty, but I never thought I would meet someone so beautiful I couldn't ask that of them."
Sango frowned "Why wouldn't you be able to?"
"As a monk," Miroku explained "I must protect that which is pure. When I saw you, I realized that I was unpure, I could not ask you to bear my child, to depurify you." he looked into her eyes "You changed my life Sango."
Sango gasped "Miroku, I love you."
And then she kissed him.
* *
* *
*
As was mentioned before, Inu-Yasha was going for a walk, pondering his thoughts.
Why was life so complicated? Why couldn't he be pure, but strong at the same time? Why must he choose one or the other? Why did he have to be in love? Why with Kagome? Or was it Kikyo?
No, it was Kagome, he thought. He was protecting her, and only her. Kikyo had no right to live, she was dead to him.
Just then, Inu-Yasha heard a rustling in the bushes.
He drew Tetsuiga, but then of course, remembered that since he was alone, with no mortals around, it was nearly useless.
"Who's there?" he cried out.
"Surrender your sword!" came the returning voice.
"What do you want with this measly thing?" he wondered, hoping the voice did not know what the sword was capable of.
"I want," continued the voice "To feel your fear!"
A servant santched tetsuiga from his hands.
Inu-Yasha became enraged "You don't wanna go there!" he threatened .
"You do not need this sword!" exclaimed the voice "You are a demon at heart! I know it is in you!"
Inu-Yasha"s eyes flashed red "Show yourself!"
A tall man, long and slender, with long blonde hair and a buster sword with a curved handle stepped out. (A/n: Try to picture Sessomaru mixed with a demon cloud and demon Legolas)
"Fear me!" said the man "I am Karashun!" he raised his hands to the sky "I summon the demon within you!"
Inu-Yasha transformed, but not in his usual manner. Streaks of yellow stained his hair and his eys rolled over white. His claws were like knifes. Inu-Yasha's head tilted in pain.
"Master!" protested Terashi "You're overloading him!"
"I – DON'T – CARE!!!" exclaimed Karashun. He threw a spiked collar around Inu-Yasha's neck "You are a slave to my will!!"