Light filtered into my face through a thick canopy, blinking in and out of focus. The ground was moving and thumping, as if the sidewalk was littered with unavoidable rocks. My bell jingled and my head was killing me. I had never been knocked out before and I never wanted to be again. The bike rolled through a beam of light, I put my hands up to avoid the brightness hurting my eyes. Every inch of my body was hurting; it felt as if I had been working out for several hours at a time without rest or nourishment. I tried to sit up but my back was in too much pain.

"OW!" I fell off the back of the bike. Everyone turned around and looked at me, twitching on the ground. "What the hell happened to me? My entire body's killing me." I moaned.

"That's what happens when you're kicked by InuYasha into a rock. The rock ended up cracking and falling apart too so I guess he did more damage to the rock and you." It was Kagome's voice.

I moaned and struggled to a sitting position. Everything hurt, I couldn't get over it, and I ended up vomiting. "Where am I?" I had forgotten where I was, what was going on, and what had just happened. I turned around. "WHA!!" I jumped, clutching my stomach.

"You're in the feudal era, and you were just kicked into a rock by InuYasha." Sango answered.

"The feudal era? InuYasha? Oh ya! I remember now..." I leaned to the side to look around Kagome at InuYasha. He seemed to be blushing slightly and wouldn't look at me. I snarled angrily and rubbed my head. There was blood on it. "Ow! Damn! How hard did he kick me? And It feels like I've broken a few ribs." I winced and clambered to my feet with the help of Kagome. "You're dead dude, Krizpie wrath coming your way... right after I heal." I moaned and clutched my head again. Blood was flowing freely over my face and hand, my head throbbing more and feeling like it was going to split.

A dark curtain of red was pulled over my face, rage taking over and hatred bubbling up inside me. I puked again, but the vomit was black and smoldering. I heard a gasp and my head felt light. Something deep inside me was burning, hatred, anger, fear, fire. It burned, it wouldn't go away, I didn't know how to extinguish it. I was moving, running, it felt like a dream, but everything was bathed in a red light, it was hard to see. My head hurt, terribly, and the burning, it hurt. Everything hurt. I heard a scream and something warm running over my hand and something soft all around it. The burning was less now, the hatred and anger faded. But it was still there, I didn't like it, so my other hand moved, I didn't tell it to, it just did. The same sensation overcame me. Pleasure was now flowing into my body, extinguishing the flames and replacing the hatred and anger. But fear was still there, I was afraid, of what? I didn't know, I wanted to know, my arms were moving again, more of the warmth was pouring over me, but it soon became cold. My stomach was beginning to churn and bubble. It hurt, I wanted to vomit, but something wouldn't let me.

My jaw closed around something and the same warmth flowed into my gaping mouth, it tasted strange, but the pleasure feeling was more intense and I wanted more, for it to always be that way. My head moved, without me telling it too, and a soft piece of the warm came with me. My body seemed to have been acting of its own accord, without my permission. As if it was perusing something.

A sharp pain coursed through my side and into my head. Through the red veil I saw InuYasha, he was different. His scent was different, his eyes were red and he had red markings. He growled, I growled back and we jumped at each other.

I was splattered with warm which quickly turned to cold and was littered with pain. Pleasure and hatred burned throughout my mind. It told me to move but my body did it for me. This dream was weird, I didn't like it, I wanted to wake up, but I couldn't. The red veil lifted some and a dark ball rose from my hand. I heard myself gasp as I looked at it. It was like a black hole of emotion, of hatred, fear, anger, and death. The very center of it was a pure darkness rimming with a spiky layer of dark purple glowing a fierce black. I tried to make it go away, but it wouldn't, it grew, and grew, my fear growing, burning my insides and smoldering my mind. I lookup from the death glow and saw an unconscious InuYasha. The dark veil lifted and I clearly felt my entire body, the pain, the pleasure, the fear. The fear was overwhelming and I figured that I was covered in blood; both of us were splattered in it.

I gasped and tried to retract the black hole that was welling in my hand. I couldn't stop it, it wouldn't stop. Pain welled up in my stomach, the fear, overwhelming as my arm acted on its own. The palm was facing towards the unconscious hanyou, the ball releasing and becoming a beam of fear, death, and pain. Tears started to stream down my face as I tried to stop it.

"NO!" I could stop it, but I wouldn't give up, the darkness dissipated and smoldered, releasing the dark grip it had on me. My strength left and I fell to my knees, darkness gripped at the corners of my blurring vision. I blacked out again, not realizing what had happened, why it happened, and what I did.

The floor was hard and the smoke filled room was dark. I was still covered in demon blood and my clothes were tattered, literally falling off my own torn form. Every inch of me hurt, my bones felt as if they were all shattered, my skin felt as if it was torn off, and my muscles felt overworked and ripped. With my head throbbing, I tried to sit up, a thin blanket falling from my torso and tears welling up in my mismatched eyes.

"Oh, god. What happened?" I looked around, the smoke had dissipated and I realized I was in an empty hut with incense burning. The smell burned my nose and caused me to cough, and then vomit on the floor beside me.

"Oh, you're awake." Miroku's voice sounded from the door.

"M-Miroku? What're you doing here?" Then it all came back to me. The fear, the pain, the anger, pleasure, darkness. I gasped and stood up too fast, getting dizzy and leaning against the wall for support. "Where's InuYasha? Is he okay? What about the others? Were they hurt? How much damage did she do?" She do? I echoed in my mind. Yes, she do, it was Karnage, she slept in the darkest part of my heart. I refused to let her out, ever, but the pain was too much and she needed revenge. With my mind weak, she found an opening and took it, hurting the person that hurt her.

"Everyone else is fine, but you and InuYasha got beet up pretty bad." Miroku shook his head.

"Krizpie? You're awake? Good, come on, I want to show you something." Sango had pushed past Miroku to help me.

I was confused and groggy so I leaned on her shoulder as she helped me into the next hut.

It was Kaede's hut in which InuYasha was. He seemed to be in about as much pain as I was. Letting go of Sango, I slid down the wall to sit beside him. "So how's he doing?" I grunted to Kagome.

"He should be fine, you?"

"I'll live. So what's the damage? Are you alright?"

She nodded, "I'm fine."

I looked at InuYasha and winced. He had two arm sized holes through his stomach and a chunk of his lower arm missing. He was splattered in blood, both mine and his, as was I. My eyes started well up with tears and I blinked them away, sitting cross-legged against the wall. The palm of my right hand was sculled and thus wrapped with a fine white bandage. My head was also bandaged a with my lower torso.

"Both o' ye did a lot of damage to each other." Kaede walked in with a bucket of water, Shippo behind her with a smaller one. "It will take some time for both yer wounds to heal."

I nodded, not being able to say anything.

"I was about to re-bandage yer wounds young demon, but ye had already gotten up. How're ye feeling?" Kaede addressed me.

"Painful," I grunted, "and confused, I have no idea what happened. And me name's Krizpie, Kriz to some. How's he doing?"

"He'll be fine with some rest and quiet. Ye really beat him up, and he did a number on yerself there. How're ye doing?"

"I'll live." I sighed. "Got any more clothes I could borrow? Mine kinda got... shredded."

Kaede chuckled, "I do, but yer bandages need changed first, then I'll get ye a kimono."

I groaned. "That's going to be impossible to move it."

"I could make you an Obi, like InuYasha's." Kagome offered.

"That would be better, but how would it take you?"

"I'm not sure, about a week? At least?"

I groaned again. "And until then, what would I do?"

"Wear this kimono." Kaede held up a dark blue kimono.

Sighing I took the kimono. "Fine, change me bandages and I change into the kimono."

The old priestess changed my bloody bandages with clean, and wet, new ones.

"There's a stream nearby if ye want to clean up, InuYasha should be up in a few minutes." Kaede told me.

I shrugged and stood up with some difficulty, wolfish tail flicking irritably. I stumbled out of the hut and towards the stream. Before I washed the demonic blood from my tattered body, I had to remove the shreds of clothes still clinging to me. So with a sharp tug, a wince, and the irritating sound of ripping material, the shreds were gone.

I stepped into the water, my feline instincts telling me that it wasn't good, but the other two thirds of me said 'go for it'. It was cold causing my fur to stand on end, my already bushy tail becoming hysterically fluffy. I shivered, wishing there was a hot spring nearby that I could just jump into. But there wasn't so I had to stick with the chilled water. Pff, forget that, I retracted my foot and adjusted my bandages to cover some places. And before I could react, I moved them back and shuddered. Wow, he did do a number on me, with huge gashes on me, I just left them as they were and put on the clean kimono which was soiled with blood. But I didn't care; I hated cold water and would rather put on clean clothes on a dirty body than face that crap.

"I thought ye were going to clean up." Kaede greeted me.

"That water was too cold." I shivered and saw that InuYasha was awake and sitting up. A big stupid smiled crossed my face. "How ya doin' dog boy?"

He growled, "I'll live."

"Good." I countered and sat against the opposing wall and yawned.

He glared at me, when I looked back at him and turned his head away with a 'humph'. He was wearing his obi, which was somewhat torn but clean. My outfit was already becoming drenched with my blood. The others had stepped outside to let us two get some rest, which wasn't going to be likely.

"How're yer wounds doin'?" I asked.

"Fine." He huffed.

"I saw you turned into your full demon form, but I didn't see the Tetsiega anywhere."

"That's right, it was still sheathed. What about you? Did you turn into a full demon?" He was irritated.

"No, as far as I know, I'm already a full demon. That was Karnage, my darker side." My voice was low and dark, shamed of my evil counterpart. "You hurt her, and me, and I couldn't hold her back, my mind was too weak. So seizing the opportunity, she took over, I had no control." I turned my head, revealing a deep scratch mark on the side of my face inflicted by the hanyou.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him wince. I shifted, wincing myself, and settled into a more comfortable position on my stomach. Arms crossed catlike in front of me and my head resting on them. There was a hole in the back of my kimono where my tail would fit, and so it did, bushy tassel flicking from side to side.

"How badly did she hurt you?"

"Eh, nothing I haven't dealt with."

"I'm sorry about it, I really am, but it was kinda your fault... kicking me an' all."

"My fault? You were the one bouncing around me like an idiot! I had to get you out of my way somehow!"

"Well you didn't have to kick me!"

"You didn't have to be an idiot!"

We went back and forth like that for a while before I got up. Arching my back and growling, I hissed and darted out of the hut on all fours, hands and feet. I was fast for being so vastly injured. I ran to the outskirts of the small town and scurried up a large tree, setting on a thick branch.

"Whoa! Hey!" I heard a startled voice as I shot past the group that was standing outside the hut. Miroku and Sango came after me while Kagome and Kaede stormed into the hut.

I was too fast for them and had gotten to the tree before they could react. There, by myself in the tree, I broke down, tears streaming down my face and into my kimono sleeves. My wounds broke open again and gushed blood, causing my head to lighten and my vision to blur.

In the distance I heard someone yelling. They were yelling my name, they sounded worried. But no one would be worried about me, no one would care. My thoughts faded and my head was thick with fog. Then I was falling, it felt good, my worries were gone, emotions had lifted leaving me in complete bliss. I was happy, then I landed in something soft, a quick catch it was, but a nice one. My vision was gone and my head light, I felt happy, blissful; I never wanted to leave this state of near death.

I heard voices, names, yelling, my name. I growled and coughed, it was hard to breath but I didn't care, I was happy, I heard my name again.