A/N: Sorry for the long wait. But school and homework have kind of bogged me down. Either way, enjoy the next chapter and please review.
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Chapter 12
"Interesting sword, wouldn't you agree?"
Inuyasha turned around to find Miroku holding the sword he had stolen earlier from Techbu during their first encounter. "So, what's your point?"
He began swinging it around as if testing it. "This sword obviously must have some sort of powers if it didn't break under the force of the Tetsusaiga, though it shows no signs of it. Strange…"
"Are you here to prove something, or to just bore me to death?" Inuyasha never really enjoyed making small talk or dancing around the subject.
"I'm just saying that this sword might possibly come in use."
"Aren't you forgetting something?" He tapped on the sword he already had.
Miroku just shook his head slightly, "You may not always have that sword Inuyasha, and you saw for yourself that sometime between the two times you lost control of it."
"Yeah, probably when I died, you know I never did quite plan on living for another five hundred years." He replied dryly.
"One would think that you'd pass it down to your kids after your death. But from what I've heard and seen, it appears you'll probably never have any."
"Are you trying to make me feel bad?" Even though he already knew the answer to his question, Miroku never tried to anger him; he only tried to give him some wise advice or counsel once in a while.
"Just hold onto this thing when we move in, I have a feeling you're going to need it." With that, he handed Inuyasha the sword and turned around walking away with the intentions to do some more 'catching up' with Sango.
He examined the sword he had just been handed back, looking at the markings engraved into it. Green snakes on both sides ran down the length of the entire blade, their eyes lit up the same color as if they were on fire. He began to wonder what great powers lay dormant within the blade, and if he should ever get the chance to witness them.
Eventually he broke 'eye contact' with the blade and sheathed it, remembering that there was a task at hand to be done. Inuyasha even began to wonder what life would be like if he failed. Would he even want to live anymore? He figured it was best not to dwell on the future and instead start living here in the present.
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Deus and Techbu could be seen walking the halls discussing the matter at hand. "So, it begins tomorrow night then?" The young servant asked.
"Indeed, and I need you to secure the girl, while preparing the ritual grounds for me."
Deus cleared his throat, "Do you have any idea how long that takes, can't you just send in some of your guards to do the job instead? They are just standing around out there."
"They have a much more important job to do; I cannot let anyone interfere with this. You and you alone must do it. Now get to work slacker, I'm not paying you to argue."
"You don't pay me at all!"
"Not with that attitude I won't." And with a wave of his hand, the end of the conversation had been reached. Deus immediately retreated from the room grudgingly and set out to do his masters bidding.
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Half a day had already been wasted and still Deus was nowhere even close to completing his task. The Sacrificial Chamber had not been used in centuries and now it was his sole duty to clean it.
It was once used as Techbu's old teleportation room, but ever since he had learned how to shift in between different time periods with his mind, he had had no use for it. So the bulky circular scrap of metal sat there, rusting away. He vaguely wondered if the strange thing even worked anymore.
If only he himself could use it to escape this tortuous prison, though he knew Techbu would eventually find him no matter where he went. Deus remembered reading an old book with instructions for operating the damned thing not too long ago. Perhaps he should 'take it for a test drive.'
Punching in a few numbers on the pad key signifying when and where he wished to go, along with how long the portal should stay open he pulled the red lever next to it. A bubbly blue liquid engulfed the center of it and he cautiously stepped through.
He came out the other end and surveyed his surroundings, noticing that he was submerged by nothing but cold, darkness, and trees. It seemed he was in some kind of a forest at night nearing late fall.
His mind told him to get out of there, but he felt strangely compelled to stay as if waiting for someone or something. A few minutes slipped by and he was about to head back when the air itself suddenly began to heat up. Turning around he came face to face with a pair of sinister looking blood red eyes. Flames seemed to spout from the very retinas of them. He could not see his face, yet he felt an odd sense of familiarity with this being.
"What brings you to my domain against your own masters will?" Deus stood there in silence, too stricken with fear to be able to move or speak. "Stop gawking at me, it's not like I'm going to kill you. There would be absolutely no point in that."
"W-What do you mean, no point?"
That shadowy figure began to laugh, "Because I don't wish to not only kill myself, but to affect the possible timeline of events that are about to occur."
It took a few moments for him to register the information that he had just received before it truly sunk in. And that's when he stepped into the ray of light that slightly illuminated the dark forest. It was himself, only as what he figured a demon, though his image seemed a little distorted. But how did this happen?
"Now listen carefully, you may have noticed my fuzzy appearance, it's due to the fact that I do not really exist yet. Thanks to that half-breeds 'free will' the future itself has written many different courses and outcomes. That strange cloud that is forming above your castle is the combination of all the different timelines attempting to become dominant over the others creating a massive paradox, one that could easily destroy the universe if tampered with incorrectly. It is your duty to make sure that ours comes out on top without killing us."
Deus stood there shocked, "But how do I do that, and why do I become a demon?"
"You shall find out in due time, but for now I shall only reveal to you my plan, which you better not screw up!"
Deus carefully listened to everything while his emotions ranged from sadistically happy to absolutely horrified. When his future self was done, he slipped back into the darkness from whence he came. Leaving Deus to return to his duties before the portal closed.
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The group readied their belongings preparing for the short journey to the castle grounds. Miroku approached Inuyasha wanting to ask a question that had been nagging him for a while now. "Inuyasha, when you were explaining the whole temporal displacement thing, how did you even know what it was in the first place?"
He shrugged, "A long time ago during one of my visits to Kagome's time I was surfing through all the different channels on her TV, some show on the Discovery Channel was talking about it."
He just nodded; still not really knowing what he was talking about, but chose to just let it go for the time being. The rest of the walk was in total silence as they each dwelled on their own thoughts, preparing for the 'end game.'
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A/N: I'd write more, but I'm not really in the mood right now. A wave of depression just hit me…so…yeah…Anyway, the next chapter will be the last for this story, and I can tell you that it will be about two to three times as long as the rest of my chapters, so say goodbye to the short ones forever. I promise it will be good with a lot of action, and it should take me anywhere from one to two weeks to post it, so be patient. If you didn't know what the portal looked like, think Star-Gate. Have a great week, and I will see you next time I update.
