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The Jewel Complete

A cloaked figure rushed through the trees, intent on only one thing.

'Naraku…it is time to pay…'

The figure pushed forward, becoming a black blur that immediately vanished from the group's view.

"Kagome!"

Miroku and Sango grew worried. So much had happened when Kagome had come back. When Inuyasha had chosen, she had…one could say…gone into a state of shock or depression. Her eyes were void of everything, only hatred and grief remained. Grief that Inuyasha had chosen Kikyo. Hatred…for Inuyasha or probably Naraku. Hatred maybe for both. An eerie tune had escaped from the forest, and when it had stopped, she was back. Dressed in a pitch black demon slayer outfit, her eyes had sharpened and her voice had an icy quality to it. She barely registered Inuyasha, let alone Kikyo. No soon had she announced Naraku was in the area, she was gone and running, running alone towards Naraku.

Sango could feel it, the almost ominous swirl around the area. Glancing at Miroku, she could tell that he felt it too. The mark that the real Naraku indeed was here, and was ready to kill. Sango clutched her Hiraikotsu tighter, watching Kagome speed off on foot. Suddenly, she had disappeared and Sango could see trees upon trees being flattened in a straight line headed directly towards the source of the ominous energy. Miroku called out worriedly.

"Wait! Kagome!"

Kagome barely registered the call. In her mind, a mantra chanted endlessly.

Naraku…it is time! You will pay…pay for killing Kikyo…pay for tricking her to pin Inuyasha to a tree…pay…YOU WILL PAY! It is YOU that is the sole cause of me being here…the sole cause of my pain…my betrayal…my life! I will end yours! You took mine…I will take yours! Too many years I have waited…only to be betrayed…only to see the ones I love hurt...to see the ones they love killed…to see their lives, my life ruined…I will hold back no longer!

She sensed a horde of auras coming, coming from all sides. A menacing dark aura flared in the clearing in front of her. She drew to a stop at the side of the clearing. At the far edge of the side facing hers, she felt the dark horde of youkai swarm into life…waiting, waiting for someone. A large amount of youki was flaring to her left and right. Without hesitation, Kagome threw her head back.

Kirara arrived at the edge of the clearing, Inuyasha not far behind. Sango was about to call out, when Kagome suddenly threw her head back and howled into the sky. Answering howls spun off left and right. In the mist of the clearing, the wolf tribe made itself clear at the right edge of the clearing. A massive white dog charged in from the left, making the ground tremble. Kagome stood, cloak billowing away from her body. Her armor glinted. Head raised, Kagome spoke for all to hear.

"Naraku…it is TIME! You will pay for your treachery, your games, you will pay with your life. You will pay for all you have done. I vow, when this battle is over, you won't be alive. I guarantee that."

A dark chuckling filled the clearing.

"Bold words…for a weak miko."

Kagome's eyes glinted sharply and she smirked. It was time to show what she really could do. Without warning, lower youkai swarmed into the clearing and began attacking. Kagome drew out her sword and charged it with her miko powers. Slashing left and right, any youkai that was cut by her sword were thrown up into ashes. In a bright pulse, she let loose a wave of pink purification light, destroying any youkai within 10 yards around her. Kagome growled when Naraku's golems appeared and surrounded the real Naraku. Naraku was careful enough as to not allow Kagome to distinguish between the real and the fake. This was getting her nowhere. She wanted Naraku, not his golems.

Kagome closed her eyes and stood patiently, while everybody threw themselves into the fray. Kagome searched around with her senses.

Miroku hadn't used his Kazaana, as there were poisonous insects in the large army of Naraku. Still, even without his Kazaana, Miroku was swinging his staff hazardously and desecrating bodies left and right.

Sango was standing back to back to him, protecting his back by swinging her katana. A mass suddenly flocked towards her. She swung with Hiraikotsu, destroying at least half that had charged at her and damaging the remaining.

Kirara and Shippou took care of the wounded, sending up to flames with Shippou's kitsune bi and Kirara's claws. Shippou was throwing illusions here and there to throw off the enemy.

Inuyasha was swinging the Tetsusaiga, unleashing wave after wave of attacks. Flesh and blood littered the ground, staining it a deep maroon. Soon, Koga's tribe was in the battle, shredding apart a few of the golems.

Sesshoumaru was also battling golems. The many tentacles were plowing about, trying to pierce the Taiyoukai and Kagome's companions. Ruthlessly, Sesshoumaru destroying every one that he came upon, mindless of the lower youkai that he had crushed with his paw. Miasma spurted everywhere. She would let him distract Naraku for now.

There was something that bothered Kagome.

Kikyo.

The undead miko standing a ways off, shooting any youkai that was headed towards her. Why would Kikyo defend her? She didn't need any help. Without thinking, she turned her back to Kikyo and trained her attention on the battle. Kikyo's eyes brightened with malice. This was it. In a flashing movement, she poured her hatred into the arrow and let loose.

Kagome sensed something dark and spun around. Her eyes widened at the arrow and tried to move away, but it was too late.

A shriek tore through the air, gaining the attentions of a few people. Inuyasha spun around, eyes widening. Sango and Miroku were staring in horror.

In pain, Kagome dropped her sword and clutched at the arrow. The arrow had narrowly missed her heart and had impaled her shoulder instead. Kagome's eyes glazed over. Snarling, she yanked out the arrow crudely, splattering blood over the ground. Sesshoumaru growled warningly. Kagome's eyes met briefly with his before turning to face Kikyo. Trying to block out the pain in her shoulder, she lifted up her bow and aimed at Kikyo. Inuyasha paled and rushed forward. In his panic, he forgot about Naraku, intent on only thing.

Kagome shot. In his terror, Inuyasha plowed over Kikyo, pushing her out of harm's way.

The arrow sped harmlessly overhead.

Kagome's eyes narrowed in shock and anger. Why did he just protect that bitch? The pain in her shoulder intensified.

"Wha…."

Naraku seized the opportunity. Everybody was watching distracted as Inuyasha plowed Kikyo over in an attempt to save his precious miko. The dead one. Smirking, Naraku sent his own tentacle towards a now defenseless and hurt miko. The living one.

"I win…" Naraku breathed with malicious glee as the deadly attack neared.

Shippou watched horrorstruck. The clay bitch had just shot and possibly mortally injured Kagome. And what did Inuyasha do? He let the stupid clay whore get away with it! How dare he! Shippou was about to charge forward to knock into Inuyasha when he froze.

Naraku had let out a low chuckle.

"I win…"

Shippou tried to move, to warn Kagome, but his legs wouldn't let him. The lone tentacle snaked towards Kagome, then in a sudden movement, it struck with blinding force.

"OKAASAN!"

In Shippou's vision, he watched as a spurt of blood and miasma burst from her chest, directly below her heart. Kagome wrenched her head up and screamed soundlessly.

Sesshoumaru clutched his ears painfully. It was so terrible, so agony filled that nothing could describe it. Kagome's scream. Suddenly, above the rest of the blood, he smelt it. Kagome's blood. Thick and heavy in the air. Laced with it….death. Eyes widening, he spun around.

"Kuso…"

Kagome staggered to her knees. Blood streaming down in torrents from both wounds. There was a gaping whole in her shoulder, so deep in fact, that he would see clear through it. The other one? It was worse. Naraku's miasma tentacle had impaled the living miko through her chest, right under her beating heart. She clutched at the writhing tentacle, screeching in agony with every movement it made. Miasma leaked from the scratches she inflicted on it, only for it to sizzle angrily when it made contact with her blood.

She would never survive.

Sesshoumaru cursed. He had let his guard down and Naraku had seized the opportunity. The opportunity to end this war.

And darkness being the victor.

Kagome alone was the only one who could bring down the wretched hanyou, and the dead bitch had tried to kill her. Whose side was she on anyways? He watched Inuyasha panic further. Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed. He was supporting the clay bitch and at the same time, was waving his father's fang about wanting to destroy Naraku.

Sesshoumaru growled.

Didn't he know that Kagome was the only one who could destroy Naraku? It was long written in the books, stored for centuries in his library. Inuyasha and his fucking clay bitch ruined it. They ruined the chance of winning, the chance of clearing his land and all other territories of the scheming bastard. Kagome was so weak now. He was surprised to see she was still alive.

Recalling the event, Sesshoumaru was never so surprised in his life at what had unfolded. He was sure to never underestimate her again….

The pupils in Kagome's eyes dilated, the whites suddenly disappeared to glow a dark, crimson red. She made a wheezing sound before her body shuddered violently. A coil of purification power slithered from the miko's hands. It glowed pink before it was encased with multicolored streaks of energy, The coil of purification energy suddenly widened into an unbelievable mass of writhing power, still streaming from the dying miko.

In her unconscious state, Kagome had reached into her reserves. Mental hands grasped at the writhing energies to bind them together. That was what Midoriko said.

Use this energy to defeat Naraku…

Kagome concentrated, using the combination of her hatred for Naraku with her love and worry for her friends to force the whole reservoir of power out of her body through her hands. Everything was clear now. Where the shards were, Naraku's real body… She aimed towards his heart, right where the uncompleted Shikon no tama lay.

Everybody watched transfixed as Kagome made a howling roar. The pores from her body seeped power. Miroku couldn't figure it out. The power was both the holy power of purification and the signature of youki. How was that possible?

Naraku's gleeful expression was suddenly replaced with another. Was it fear? No, it couldn't be. But Naraku was scared. Scared of the power that suddenly flowed…no…suddenly exploded from the dying miko. It was reaching out, slithering over his extended tentacle towards him. His real body. Not the golems he created, but his living body. How did she know where he really was? There was no more thought as Naraku panicked. His mind screamed for him to turn to flee, but he couldn't move. His eyes lay transfixed by the nearing wave of purification power, the attack that would end his life. Like a doe staring at a blaring car light in the middle of a highway, he was petrified in terror.

A coil extended from the mass of power and plunged through his heart to latch at the incomplete Shikon.

There was a battle of supremacy. Naraku gasped for breath, clutching at the purification tentacle that had pieced his flesh like his did the miko's. He battled to contain the shard, battled to keep the shard from purifying. He snarled when his hands started to singe and melt away.

The jewel pulsed. A spark of light appeared among the darkness, and it was growing.

Naraku struggled as the pain in his chest started to grow. His vision flickered and became dim. He was losing! Suddenly, he was afraid, very afraid. This was the end, the end of his life. Where did he go wrong? Kikyo had shot Kagome and Inuyasha had unwillingly provided a distraction for him to complete his plans.

Then…then what?

The living miko was his only barricade from success. All others could be taken care of easily. And she was dying from the attack inflicted by him that left a gaping hole right under her heart. Then…that mass of power. It was purification power yet more. Other powers swirled around it. It was directed towards him and the shikon jewel. Right after that, he was here. Caught in a struggle to contain the taint of darkness in the jewel. But he was losing. Losing to a mortally wounded woman-child that had trapped him in a position where he couldn't flee. He was going to die.

He focused his eyes on the miko that would send him to the deepest and darkest layers of hell.

The wave of power coming from Kagome pulsed in time with the coil latched around the shikon. It was beating, beating with the rhythm of her heart. Another coil latched around the bottle of shards around her neck. With a squeeze, the bottle shattered and the shards were floating in front of Kagome's unseeing eyes.

A wail pierced the air. Naraku clawed at his chest, desperate to remove the pain. Eyes all around widened. The other half of the shards were glowing a bright white. The dark hanyou's face contorted with fear and agony as the hands pulling at the coil of purification power disintegrated. Another coil bound Naraku together, and another and another. Soon, Naraku was encased in a glowing, writhing sphere of Kagome's powers.

The shards were wretched out of the hanyou's chest and transported in front of Kagome's crimson eyes. Everybody watched as Kagome's hands came up to cup the fragmented shards.

Her blood spattered skin twitched as another image lay beneath surfaced. The miko's once midnight colored hair suddenly streaked with gold and her bangs darkened to the color of dying embers. Now, everybody was shocked as it seemed a pair of large feathered wings burst from between Kagome shoulder blades and a large furry tail lay limp at the base of Kagome's feet. What was happening?

Then, the image faded and a normal looking Kagome stood there. Everybody looked shocked and confused. Did they just imagine a youkai-looking Kagome standing there?

Kagome's crimson eyes blinked. She removed her hands from the fully formed Shikon no tama and spoke in an ethereal voice.

"Midoriko…it's done."

"Congradulations…my reincarnation. Well done, and I thank you."

With that, everybody present was blinded by light brighter than the sun. Two screams could be heard going on and on before suddenly being cut off.

Shippou was the first to be able to see. His eyes widened at the sight. There was nothing. No vast army of Naraku, no golems, no blood. Not even the bodies remained. Miroku and Sango were still standing, rubbing their eyes to remove the sunspots. Inuyasha was still protecting Kikyo, the traitor. Even Sesshoumaru and Kouga's tribe were still there, trying like all the others to see after being blinded.

"No…NO!" Shippou broke down in a wail. "You can't leave me! Not again!"

Miroku and Sango were next to see, hoping to find what was wrong with Shippou.

"Shippou? What's happened?

For those who still couldn't see, Shippou's hopeless whisper confirmed the worst.

"Naraku's gone. The enemy's dead. But that's not it. I don't care about that, not now. She. Kagome. She…she's gone."

And so she was. The battlefield was transformed from a gory grave to a beautiful grassy meadow. Flowers sprund everywhere and the clouds had given way to brilliant sunshine, as if celebrating the destruction of evil.

But there were two places of notice.

In one spot, grass didn't grow and flowers didn't decorate. A slight smell of burning flesh could still be distinguished, marring the sweet scent of flowers. This was indescribably the spot where Naraku was put to rest.

The other? It was the only place where flowers the color of blood bloomed. Strange gold vines entwined around them with black thorns and dark blue leaves. The scent was tinged with a strange power. A single golden feather lay on the oddly magical flower bed.

Shippou picked it up and stroked the golden plumage. He stared up sadly at the clear, baby blue sky.

Kagome…where are you?

Soooooooo….where do you think Kagome went? Did she die? Was she brought back to her home in the future? Or something else? I'll let you people guess. Hope this chapter was okay.

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