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A/N: A fanfic brought to you by some very disturbed minds… yes we realize that there is very little actual plot… but our main goal wasn't to create a literary masterpiece, it was to systematically kill off as many Inuyasha characters as possible within reason… of course, the characters that don't annoy us too badly got to live… because what would be the point of killing everyone off?
Chapter Five: Some Meaningless Filler & Yet Another Character Death
(Once again, edited by our fearless leader the three apples high Smurf!)
Kagura was in a foul state of temper. Those bratty triplets we're going to go too far one day. She loathed her 'little sisters' with a passion. They were too cocky, too manipulative… too damned good! They had killed an entire village, that Kagome wench, and the one-eyed hag, and the dumb mutt hadn't even picked up on their scent.
At first she had blamed it all on beginners luck, but later she had been forced to admit that they were just too fucking efficient. Amaya, who was strongest at night, and used chakra strings and shadows to do her bidding, Shoko, the vocalist who used melodies and chants to coerce and chakra strings to kill. And lastly Kimiko, the fair-haired menace who murdered an entire village in their sleep with her non-corporeal form… Kagura wasn't sure what else the blond demon did when she terminated her prey; she hadn't ever actually seen her work. Still that brat was as infuriating as the other two.
The hell of it was that the three were so… nice… to Naraku's other incarnations (primarily Kana and herself). She hated that about them too. However, she wasn't about to let them ruin her plans for escaping Naraku, as she suspected they would by performing their tasks so well. No. Kagura had a plan. Only this plan included going to ask for help from someone who had refused her once before; the Dog demon from the western lands, Inuyasha's half brother, Lord Sesshoumaru.
Unfortunately he still flat out refused to aid her in her attempts. She swore that he was so blasé about it just to spite her and agitate her already raging temper. Still, she couldn't force his help, not even if she wanted to… not on her own.
She had just wasted an entire night. First she had to deal with that mangy wolf demon, then she had stumbled upon the half-breed mutt and what remaining friends he had left. Needless to say another scuffle had ensued. It was only after all of it that she had found Sesshoumaru, only to be turned down for help.
Was it any wonder she was in such a foul mood?
With angry glare, and a heavy sigh, Kagura of the wind headed back to her master once more.
Kagome's body had begun to smell, so it had been a good thing when the surviving members of the group had returned to the village to recuperate form various wounds inflicted by the wind sorceress Kagura. When Inuyasha had been well enough Kaede had sent him to the bone eaters well with the girls remains. She was well and glad to be rid of the decomposing corpse. It had been depressing as hell to have it around, not to mention the corpses constant assault on her sense of smell had been wreaking havoc with her gag reflexes. Breathing had become easier for the old hag, but it was lonely now that the dog hanyou, the kitsune, the demon slayer, her cat, and the perverted monk were gone. Still, quiet and boring was better than the usual chaos that always seemed to follow the dog-eared lad.
The one eyed old woman let out a sigh as she watched the group retreating. She turned and headed back to her hut, only to be surprised by the form of her sister. Or rather, the body made of ashes and clay, kept alive by the souls of the dead. This time the breathy exclamation that escaped her old wrinkled lips was a gasp. There was something not quite right about Kikyo. Perhaps it was the strange glint in her eyes, or the menacing smirk she wore on her face. But she gave the impression of not being herself… not even in the tiniest of ways.
From a safe distance not too far off, the scent of cherry blossoms hung in the air, and a dark haired incarnation watched as her puppet, the woman made of clay and ash, performed her task. Amaya manipulated the strings with ease, which was disappointing to say the least; after all, she had expected the lady Kikyo to put up more of a fight. She tugged lightly on one of the invisible strings, while inspecting the fingernails on her other hand with a bored expression on her face.
From the hut several yards away Amaya's sensitive ears, caught the sickening scrape of a blade against bone, the gentle gurgle as the old hag choked on her own blood, and finally the soft thud of old lady Kaede's body falling lifeless to the wooden slats which made up the floor of her home. Smirking, an expression that mirrored the menacing look Kikyo had worn only moments before hand, Amaya released the strings, and allowed them to disappear back into nothingness. Then she too disappeared, leaving behind only a confused Kikyo, a dead Kaede, a village filled with soon to be mournful citizens, and the words, "Too fucking easy," which were carried on the breeze along with the scent of blood and blossoms.
End Chapter Five, which wasn't so much a chapter as it was an attempt to waste some time.
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