"Fuyuka," a voice said from behind him as he watched over the village. "I heard that Yura and the others have deserted us."

"Lord Gyouka," Fuyuka responded as his master's visage appeared from the shadows. "It's true. They didn't want to partake in the fun, so I told them to get lost." He cracked his knuckles. "Is that okay?" His master nodded. "Good. Let's begin, shall we?"

"Destroy the village," Gyouka smiled sadistically, "Kill everyone you see. Think you can handle that?"

Fuyuka howled. "Just don't hog all the fun."

"I won't."

The two of them dashed to the city to begin their assault. However, there was one problem with their plan: Kikyou was not there. In preparation to their battle, the Shichinintai decided it was best to leave Kikyou with Tsuyu in InuYasha's village. There they waited with Hamaya and little Rin for the warriors to return home.

(Shichinintai verses OniMukotsu...)

The pink light dispersed and revealed the newly transformed OniMukotsu. He was no longer human now, but a ghastly demon set out to murder everyone around him. He glanced to his right, over his massive shoulder, at his former teammates, Bankotsu, Renkotsu, Ginkotsu and Kyoukotsu. He could take the lot of them out with one attack. He opened his mouth, revealing a nest of razor-sharp teeth. He made some disgusting nasal sounds, then hawked up some phlegm and spat it at them. An oozing green sludge jetted from his mouth and landed on his comrades, causing them to get stuck like flies on taffy. Then he diverted his gaze to the three in front of him and smiled evilly. "You three look pretty tasty from up here," he growled in a demonic voice, "I've always wondered what humans taste like..."

"Fucking asshole!" Suikotsu yelled out. "How the hell could you betray us to Naraku?" He bared his claws and dashed to his ex-friend. OniMukotsu just chuckled, and sent his clawed hand out. He caught Suikotsu and held him up to his mouth.

"It seems you wish to be the first," he sneered. He was just about to swallow when he felt a sharp pain. The Jakotsutou had severed his hand from his wrist, freeing Suikotsu. "Fucker," he growled. He looked down at Suikotsu who was just trying to stand up. "I'll show you!" And with that, he brought his other clawed hand down on top of Suikotsu, skewering him alive.

"Suikotsu!" Jakotsu cried. He dashed over to his fallen friend and held him in his arms. "Suikotsu! Don't die on me now!"

"Ja...-kotsu," it was his good persona now, "Sorry, but... it looks like... I'm not gonna be there... to see the birth of your kid." He chuckled softly. "I really wanted to be there, too." He looked into his brother's tear-filled eyes and couldn't help but smile. "Tell Kikyou I love her, will ya?" Jakotsu nodded. Suikotsu took his hand in his own and added, "I want you to know..." he gasped, then got control again. "I want you to know, I'm happy for you and Kikyou." His smile did not fade away. "I know you two will be great parents."

"Suikotsu," Jakotsu stuttered, but no other words would come. The sparkle in Suikotsu's eyes faded, and he knew he was gone. Still crying, he rested his head on his fallen brothers, and then regained himself. "Mukotsu," he whispered with vengeance, "I'm going to fucking kill him." He gently put Suikotsu down on the ground and stood back up. He looked OniMukotsu right in the eye and lifted his sword. "You hear that?" he shouted at the top of his lungs, "I'm going to fucking KILL you!"

OniMukotsu just laughed. Then his laugh turned into a yelp as an unexpected surge of power belted him. Sekka had blasted a gigantic wave of ice at him, freezing his entire lower body. "You asshole!" she yelled, "He was really good looking, too!" She turned to Jakotsu. "Slice his fucking head off!"

Jakotsu looked at her for a moment. She was helping him... He wiped the final tears from his eyes and faced OniMukotsu once again, then let fly the Jakotsutou. The blade severed OniMukotsu's head from his body, and it landed on the ground with a dull thud. "Naraku," he whispered, "That bastard." He looked over at Sekka again. "You knew nothing about it, didn't you?" Sekka shook her head. "Fuck," he muttered, balling his hands into fists. "I'm not going to let him get away with this..."

Sekka's eyes lit up in terror. "Oh fuck," she muttered, putting her hands to her head. "Gyouka and Fuyuka are attacking your village as we speak! We gotta go stop 'em!"

Jakotsu smiled. "I'll leave that up to you and my brothers," he said as Kazan strolled up beside him. "I have to go help InuYasha destroy Naraku and KooriKisaki."

Sekka looked at Suikotsu's body. "Don't worry. We will give him a proper burial," she said sweetly. "Go. I'm sure InuYasha needs all the help he can get." Jakotsu mounted Kazan and sped away.

(White Angels versus Black Angels...)

InuYasha, Miroku, Sango, Kagome, Shippou, Kirara, Juuroumaru, Kageroumaru, Sesshoumaru, Jaken, Nobunaga, Ginta, Hakkaku, Kanna, Kohaku, Hakudoushi, Shirakiyo, Akizuki and the white robed angels... Kuronigori, Waruyoku and the black robed angels...

Mountains of ice surrounded the rectangular-shaped battlefield. In one corner stood a dark citadel, the home of the black angels. Shirakiyo had explained that Kuronigori hid at the top of the tower and could see the entire battle from there. He had failed to mention one important fact about her, however. "Kuronigori," he said as they approached the battlefield, "is my little sister."

Kagome looked up at the top of the citadel. There was a large window... a room overlooking the entire field. It must be Kuronigori's chamber, she thought. Her gaze went a little bit more north and that's when she saw it: a murder of black winged angels jetted up from the top of the tower and swooped down upon her and her friends. The battle had begun at last. She readied her bow and shot an arrow at one of the oncoming angels. It struck it and purified it.

Sango griped the Hiraikotsu and hurled it at one of the many black angels that were coming to her. The boomerang chopped the angel in half, and as it returned to her, it got a few more too. However, what she failed to realize was that a few were coming from behind, too. One was within arms reach of her when Kirara leapt up and tore it to shreds. "Thanks, Kirara," Sango smiled. Kirara growled a 'you're welcome' then continued to tear into the enemy.

Within minutes the battlefield had already become stained with the blood of good and wicked angels. Each side was putting up a good fight. Kuronigori watched this from the top of her tower. Her room was almost pitch black, except for the light pouring in from the window. To her right was the remains of the priestess Midoriko, resonating with the evil power of the black angels. She smiled wickedly as the fight below her raged on. Waruyoku had just taken his place on the field and was heading straight in the direction of Juuroumaru and Akizuki.

A small group of four angels made its way over to the four kids, Kanna, Kohaku, Hakudoushi and Shippou. One lashed out its clawed hand at them, and struck Kanna's mirror. It was sent back and managed to slice one of its own up into pieces. "Not too bright, these angels," Hakudoushi smirked. He raised his staff and twirled it around in the air. A wave of dark energy formed around him and he focused it to the three other angels. They all disintegrated right before their eyes. "Or strong," he added with another smirk.

"They may not be bright," Kohaku said, fighting off another one with his sickle, "Or strong, but they definitely have one thing going for them... They have huge numbers!" He was right. It seemed that for every one black angel that was taken down, two or three took its place.

Miroku had noticed this too. But he had a secret weapon that would get rid of a lot of them in one fell swoop. He griped his cursed hand and prepared to unleash his air hole, but something stopped him in his tracks. A swarm of Saimyoushou suddenly came out of nowhere, rendering his air hole useless. "Shit," he muttered under his breath. "What are they doing here?"

Sesshoumaru and Jaken were now surrounded by a group of black angels. But both of them had wide grins on their faces. Sesshoumaru, wielding the Toukijin, and Jaken, wielding his staff, attacked the enemy head on and brought them all to the ground in seconds. "This certainly is easy, Lord Sesshoumaru," Jaken beamed.

"Don't get too cocky," his master replied. A second wave of black angels dive-bombed them from above, bringing Jaken to the ground. Sesshoumaru scoffed, but then another angel came from behind and landed a hit. Sesshoumaru fell down too, but he griped his sword and unleashed a wave of energy. It was about this time he realized that the angel that had attacked him had already been taken down by one Kageroumaru.

"For once," the little snake demon smirked, "the toad is right. This IS easy!"

Nobunaga, Ginta and Hakkaku were also having next to no trouble in dealing with their enemy. Granted it was because most of the white angels were helping them out... but still. However, Juuroumaru and Akizuki were having a little trouble with Waruyoku. "What's wrong," he chuckled, "Is that all you've got?"

Akizuki gritted her teeth. "You know something, Waruyoku?" She cracked her knuckles. "I've really had enough of your shit." She leapt at him, plucked a feather from her wing, and threw it at him. The pointy end struck him and sent him flying a few feet backwards.

"Damn," Juuroumaru smiled. "What the hell do you have in those wings?" Akizuki laughed.

Kuronigori continued to watch the battle from the safety of her citadel. Then something caught her eye: InuYasha and Shirakiyo had made it past all the black angels and were right in front of the front door. "He's already led him this far," she whispered. "I wonder how father is doing right now..." She turned her gaze to Midoriko's body. Her eyes were starting to open...