Warning: I'm listening to Bodies by Drowning Pool, so there will be much gore. I'm warning you now.

Also: I figured since you have all been soo patient, you deserved another chapter! So, here it is!

Inuyasha woke suddenly; something was wrong. Something was very wrong.

he stood and raced out into the darkness. Opening the shoji, he stared up into the face of a vicious inu-demon in it's true form. Then he glanced behind it and saw the full moon.

"Sesshomaru!" He yelled to his brother, who was regenerating his lost fore-leg.

The demon roared and turned toward him, glaring with vicious red eyes.

He attacked, growling and snarling. Inuyasha felt the demon blood in his body accelerate, leaving the human blood behind. he transformed into something much like Sesshomaru, only bigger.

Growling, Inuyasha asked what was wrong.

"He's back." Sesshomaru's answer was short, dismissing him. "Go back inside, brother." Sesshomaru growled, turning toward the full moon.

the moon was blacked out by a giant form. Dark and ominous, it flew toward the ground, toward sesshomaru.

"Die!" The beast snarled, diving for Sesshoamru.

Sesshomaru dodged to the side, reverting to his human form. He dodged the attack and slashed the puppet's head off, rendering it useless.

Another demon appeared, slashing at him. He jumped back, barely avoiding the red blade. Blood streaked down his face. A cut down his left cheek from the edge of his eye to the side of his mouth.

"Show yourself." Sesshoamru sliced the demon's body to peices.

The demons attacked again, more this time.

"Are you too frightened to face me?" Sesshomaru offered.

"Only testing your skills, Sesshomaru-sama." A deep voice sqwaked.

A towering demon rose from the blood dust.

"You surprise me, Jaken. I thought you would have died by now." Sesshomaru said, leaping from bloody mess to lumps of falling body parts as he slashed his way through the mass of demons.

"It's time to die, Sesshomaru-sama." Jaken's voice bellowed as he attacked Sesshomaru.

Flashes went through Sesshomaru's mind. OF times before.

Jaken was trailing behind him, yelling at the little human girl that followed him.

Jaken falling on his face, the staff of heads in his tight, green hand.

Jaken and the human, Kagome, fighting.

Then, Jaken had left him. for more power.

Naraku had corrupted him. Had drawn the toad demon with the promise of power greater than his own.

And it was because of this, that the loyal toad demon was now this monster before him.

Somewhere in his mind, Sesshomaru felt sorrow, but for now, he only had to do what was to be done.

he sliced Jaken's arm off as it came toward him. Blood sprayed into the air, invading the lungs, and raining down on the things below, mingling with the other blood that already was staining the earth red.

(I love gore ;P)

Sesshomaru attacked again, slicing the toad demon's head off.

But the body still moved.

The moon was falling, though.

He sliced the body into chunks, each fleshy peice twitched and squirmed like worms on a hook.

Sesshomaru stared up at the blood moon.

A howl broke through the silence. He echoed it, adding his own voice to the chorus that ascended to the sky as the moon touched the horizon.

Four howls echoed him from behind.

He turned slightly, keeping his voice as it was, to find Inuyasha on his haunches, staring up at the moon. Looking like the first time he had seen him in a long time. Crouched like a pup on the wet grass.

Beside him, his daughter. Kaouru. She howled louder than her father and Sesshomaru combined. Her high pitched voice breaking the silence through the surrounding forrest.

echoed in the distance, Ayame's howl breached the silence. Dualed with Kouga's, who was in the forrest.

The last was Rei. Sitting on the roof, he unleased an earth shattering howl, filled with the world's pain and agony.

This scene was watched by the moon as it made it's earthly revolution. England, the Americans, Africa, The arctics. Everywhere the howl rose into the sky and broke the silence.

In the houses around the world, children huddled under blankets and beds. They alone knew what the blood moon was, and then, only by instinct.

Well, guys, what do you think? I liked it. And the swelling's gone down! yay!

Japanadia! -jodie.