Disclaimer: I'm back, and fresh with a clear mind. This mind is telling me that I don't own Inuyasha, or the Haunting. Wow, my mind sucks.
Guess who's back
back again.
Usagi's back
tell a friend.
HAHA!
Sorry I would of posted this yesterday when I got home, but I was too excited, and I couldn't get off the phone. See, this what happens, when you're out of civilization for 2 months. Anyway, wow, I wanted more reviews, but maybe this might attract more people. Thanks for the people who reviewed.
Anyway, on with the story, I don't want to babble for hours and hours about stuff that's useless. Most of you just want the story.
So here is the next chapter.
The Haunting of Youkai Castle
by Usagi Kurari
Chapter 18
This cannot be happening.
This can't be real.
As the pillow flew toward Sango's head, many thoughts ran through her head at once. There was this girl, at the foot of her bed, holding a mirror, and -according to Sango- was trying to kill her with a pillow (the fact that you can't be killed by a pillow didn't get to Sango yet).
At the last minute, Sango snapped back into reality, and took in her surroundings. Just as it was about to hit her head, she dodged the pillow, and rushed out of the room, to find Kagome and Miroku.
The den was nice and warm by the fire. After all, it was a cold night, (and being in an old castle didn't provide much heat).
Behind Kagome, Miroku was dozing off on the couch. All the excitement had worn him out. Kagome turned around to look at him, and couldn't help but smile. Sango's so lucky to have a guy like him to look out for her, she thought to herself.
Suddenly, she heard a pitter patter coming from the hall. Kagome cautiously got up, and looked outside the room.
There was Sango, clad in sweats, and no shoes running like she had just seen a ghost.
Oh wait...
That's probably the reason.
Sango must have seen Kagome because she started to change her course, and run towards Kagome, calling her name.
"What is it Sango?" Kagome asked.
A dazed Miroku, awoke from his sleep, and looked around confused, before his eyes laid on Sango. His half opened eyes shot open, and he rushed to Sango, and pulled her into an embrace. "Oh my god Sango, are you alright, you look terrified."
She looked up to him, to meet his eyes. "I AM terrified."
"What happened?" Kagome asked.
"It's that dumbass mirror from before. It followed me to my room, and suddenly a little girl appeared and used it as a weapon to send a pillow flying at my head."
Kagome gave Sango a look of pure amusement. "A pillow? You were afraid of a pillow?"
"That's not the point Kag," Sango snapped at her. "It's the point that that mirror has an owner, and it's got it back."
Kagome muttered something under her breath.
"What was that Kagome?" Sango asked, glaring at her friend
"I told you something was going on, and you didn't believe me. Now do you?"
The clock on her night stand read 3:35. It was that early in the morning, and she just couldn't sleep. Kagome just had this whole thing about solved, but there was just one, extremely haunting question that still plagued her mind.
Where were the souls kept?
She knew where some of the bodies were, in the graveyard, and in the fireplace. She shuddered at the memories of how she had discovered them. But where were the souls? She leaned back on her pillow, but quickly fell asleep.
Shippo wouldn't stop screaming. Kikyo tried to hush him, but he just kept crying.
After they had escaped from Naraku, Kikyo and her son had ran all over the castle, not really going anywhere, just running. Kikyo had soon bumped into one of the servants. The servant held the crying woman, and asked what was the matter. Kikyo didn't say anything at first, but then told her everything. The only thing the servant could do was take the two to her quarters, and hide them there.
That was where they were now.
The servant had taken them to the quarters that she shared with a few others, and had hidden them in the closet. It had been a few hours since she had stuffed them in the small space they called a closet, and Shippo was getting scared.
Really scared.
Suddenly, Kikyo heard loud noises coming from outside the door.
"I know you have them in here," said a deep, cold voice.
Naraku.
"My lord, I don't know what you're talking about," the servant replied, her voice becoming shaky.
"Don't play dumb with me. I can see it in your eyes, and hear it in your voice. Hand over Kikyo and her child to me. I know you're hiding them in here somewhere."
"I already told you my lord, they are not here!"
That was the last thing the servant said before she let out a blood- hurdling scream, so loud, and so spine tingling, that it could of made Stephen King shiver at his typewriter. Kikyo peeked through the wood, and saw the servant lying unconscious next to the closet door, her eyes showing no emotion.
Just blank, dark eyes.
Suddenly, the door swung open, and there stood Naraku, only it wasn't her husband. Her husband loved her, and her children. This man was a monster.
She couldn't let him live. Spying a knife on the floor, (AN: boy, how did that get there?) she picked it up, and threw it at the man in the doorway. It didn't strike him, nor did it hurt him. He just simply caught it in his hand, as if it was a rubber ball. Kikyo sat there in shock, and fear. Almost as if Naraku sensed her fear, an evil smile spread across his face, making Kikyo freeze. He then reached down and took Shippo by the neck. Shippo tried to cry out, but Naraku's hands fit easily around his throat, making it impossible for the baby to breathe. A few seconds later, it seemed like he spotted something, and he stopped struggling. That was when a small orb of light appeared from his body.
That's his soul!
All that Kikyo could do was stare. She tried to make her legs move, but it felt like 5 sandbags were tied to each leg. She tried to move her arms, but they were pinned at her sides. All she was able to do was watch as her baby's soul was dragged out of his body. As the soul exited the body, Shippo's eyes changed expressions. Before they were scared, but now they were blank and emotionless, but filled with terror all at the same time. It was one of the most frightening things Kikyo had ever seen.
Finally, the soul was out of Shippo's body, and Naraku dropped him on the floor. Kikyo was then finally able to move, and she ran over to her now soulless baby boy.
"Why did you... How did you..."
That was when Kanna stepped out from the shadows, holding a small mirror. Reflected in the glass, was Shippo's image. That was where his soul was! Kikyo grabbed Shippo, and ran out the door.
Kagome snapped awake.
The mirror.
That was how Naraku stole Shippo's soul. So that means...
That is where the souls are!
Surprised at her own enthusiasm, she practically flew out of the room, and back towards where she thought the mirror's room was.
After what seemed like an hour aimlessly running, letting her instincts lead the way, she finally found the room. Is was just the way they left it before, even the mirror was on the stand.
What luck.
She walked over to the stand, and picked up the mirror.
"Okay mirror," she said to the mirror. "Release the souls!"
Nothing happened. It just remained an ordinary old mirror.
She turned over the mirror, and banged on it a few times.
"Come on, I know what you can do. Work!"
Nothing happened.
Again.
This is bullshit!
Kagome put the mirror down, and looked around the plain room for something that might help her. The walls were bare, there was nothing on the night table, and nothing hidden under the mattress. The last place she looked was in the small bureau that the mirror had been standing on at first.
She was once again on her winning streak because the drawers were filled with various odds and ends. She rummaged through them until she found a small spear, just big enough to pierce the skin, but it would have to do.
Kagome once again picked up the mirror, took a deep breath, with knife in hand, and stabbed the mirror. It pierced through it, and to her surprise
it went through the mirror.
The little spear looked like it was being absorbed by the mirror.
Kagome placed it down on the bureau, and waited for something to happen, but keeping her eye on the mirror at all times. As the last of the spear disappeared through the mirror, she noticed the glass started to crack.
Slowly but surely, the mirror started cracking, until it eventually broke. Pieces of glass flew everywhere, along with small orbs of light. Kagome looked up to the flying orbs in awe.
The souls.
The souls are free.
What a nice ending to a nice chapter. Wait for the next one though. Oh yeah. C ya soon
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