Author's Notes: Well I've been watching the new episodes of Inuyasha, as I'm sure you all have. But somethings have been disturbing, the more I watch the more I see similarity's with my own story!! I just hope that future episodes won't totally ruin my story.
"Where did it all go wrong??"
Sango's hand gingerly reached up to the wound in her abdomen, she firmly pressed her hand hand against the wound to try and stop the bleeding.
"What happened...where did it all change??"
Sango's thought's were filled with bitterness as she recalled the events leading up this point.
Memories flashed before her eyes, memories of happiness, her brother, father, village. Memories of sadness, her village's death, Kohaku's descent into hell. Then, memories of anger, mainly...memories of the despicable Naraku.
She could remember poor Kohaku's face as he was dragged down into the abyss, it was free of hate or anger, free of the evil that possessed his soul. But it was filled with only one thing...fear...
She remembered the day her father and friends had been slain at Naraku's castle...
Was Kohaku filled with evil then?? Did he really intend to kill all of them??
How could his soul be filled with so much evil....
She could feel the life draining out of her as she lay there, covered in dirt and sweat and blood. The only thing keeping her alive was...revenge. She wanted to see Naraku's pitful face as he died, she imagined herself standing over him laughing as he slowly and painfully died.
"Do you see!!" Sango imagined herself saying, "You're nothing but a fool, Naraku!!"
Faintly she could hear the cries of battle as Miroku and Inuyasha wildly charged towards Naraku. She could here the heavy breathing of Kagome as she frantically tried to stop Sango's bleeding.
But Sango would not die....
Her family's death demanded that she stay alive to see Naraku finally defeated...
"Kohaku...Father..." Sango faintly whispered, "Finally...you'll be avenged..."
"Hmph, Looks like we've finally got you Naraku!"
Inuyasha smirked as he tightened his grip on the Tetsusaiga, his palms already sweating. Miroku stood barely 3 feet away, his left hand grasping the prayer beads that inhibited his Wind Tunnel.
This was it...
The moment that had gone throughout their minds for months, the one moment that each of them had anticipated.
They had come from different places and times, all for one common purpose. The death of Naraku. Even though they had very different reasons...
Inuyasha, for the revenge of Kikyo, and the prospect of obtaining the Sacred Jewel.
Miroku, to lift the curse of the Wind Tunnel.
Sango, to avenge her slain family.
Kagome, to stop Naraku's evils from spreading any farther.
Finally the evil who's name was Naraku would be finally removed from the face of the earth. If they could
manage to defeat him...
Naraku squinted his eyes with hatred as he looked upon the four, he quickly bent down and retrived the jewel that had been knocked from his hand.
"Those fools..." Naraku thought spitefully, "Do they really think they can defeat me?"
Inuyasha licked his chapped lips as he gripped his sword even tighter, Naraku stood about 10 feet away. In his hand the Shikon jewel glowed ever so brightly, Naraku's entire body quivered with excitment as he held
it.
"Inuyasha..." Naraku smirked, slipping the jewel into his robe, "After all this time it looks like it's finally the end...and not just for you..."
Inuyasha gritted his teeth as Naraku's voice washed over the surrounding area, he hated the cocky grin splayed across Naraku's ugly mug.
"After all this time I've finally found all the pieces of the legendary Shikon No Tama!" Naraku's eyes grew wide as did his smile, "I can finally become the most powerful demon in the world!!"
Meanwhile Miroku's mind was filled with thoughts and doubts as Naraku malicious voice resounded around the castle. He could feel the ache in his right hand as he grasped the prayer beads sealing his wind tunnel.
The Wind Tunnel...
Flashback
Father...Mother...
"Once upon a time, there lived a great warrior..." A smooth velvetly voice washed over the boy's ears as he rested his head against his mothers's lap.
The boy was barely 4 feet tall, with short black hair and soft features, his mother was the picture of beauty. She wore a light blue kimono and her raven hair fell to her waist, she smiled as she watched her little boy rest contently on her lap.
"One day a demon came and stole a beautiful madien from a nearby village..." The mother lovingly brushed the hair from his eyes and sighed, "The madien happened to be the love of the great warrior..."
"So the warrior traveled long and hard up a tremondous moutain to slay the demon and rescue the madien" the mother softly spoke, "After 5 days and 5 nights he finally sealed the demon in a cave, so then the madien and the warrior were once again reunited..."
"So, they continued live on the moutain and soon the madien bore a son..." The boy meekly opened his eyes and looked up at his mother, "Momma, was that madien you?"
The mother could feel the tears welling up in her eyes but yet refused to let her son see her cry, she shook her head with guilt.
The boy's eyes grew wide with excitment as he learned the truth, "So what happened to the demon, and what was father like and where did he come from and..."
The mother quickly put a finger to her lips to silence the boy, "Come, come now, don't ask so many questions..." She quickly tried to put on a brave face to hide the sadness she felt ripping her soul apart.
The boy stood and smiled at his mother, he wrapped his arms around her neck in a loving hug. The scent of her hair was sweet as buried his face in her flowing locks.
His embrace did little to help the woman's torment, her arms lifted up to hold her son close to herself.
I won't let him leave me...I would die if I lost him as well...
And the woman thought back....
She could remember her husbands strong arms wrap around her affectionatlly, it seemed as if he was trying to protect her from something.
He was was just a normal man, not very muscular or tall so to speak. But he wore around himself the air of a refined and dignified monk, his midnight hair drawn back into thin ponytail
"My dear..." Her husband lovingly stroked her cheek, "I want you to take the boy and go into the woods..."
His wife smiled in confusion, "Honey..." She wrapped her arms around his neck, "What's wrong?"
Now the husband stepped away from her and lifted up his right hand, he could feel the intense pain coursing throughout it. He could also feel a slight tugging of the prayer beads that encircled his hand.
"Honey..." The husband closed his eyes tightly to hold back the tears, "Today is the day we have to say goodbye..."
The woman's eyes grew wide as the grim truth was realized, after all these years, the years she dreaded. After all these years, his curse...his...Wind Tunnel....
"No...NO!!" The woman cried, tears streamed down her face as she embraced him from behind. Loudly she cried, burying her face into the back of his robe.
"My dear, dear wife..." The man turned around and placed his hands on her shoulders, yet still she cried on desperatly holding onto him.
"My dear...you have too..." He himself could feel the tears stinging the corner of his eyes, but refused to let himself come tears.
"Listen..." He bitterly said as he wiped away her tears, "Now I don't want you to cry. I can't have you two around when I'm consumed by the Wind Tunnel..."
Slowly she nodded still shaking with fear and sadness, they both knew this day would come but she still wished they had more time.
And so she took her son by the hand and led him deep into the woods...
"Goodbye...my son..." The father thought as he sat outside to meditate...and...to wait for the end....
"Hey Momma," The boy tried to escape from his mother's firm embrace, "Hey Momma, lets go see daddy!"
Suddenly the mother's body was ravaged as she shook with sadness, tears streamed down her face as she held him even closer. "Momma what's wrong!?" The boy desperatly tried to free himself from her sobbing grip.
"Mommy, why are--" Suddenly their came a resounding roar, a roar that shook the two down to their bones...
A roar of over 1000 demons...
The boy quickly turned around to behold that the sky was black as night, "It can't be nightime already! Can it?"
His eyes grew wide as he realized that it wasn't the absensce of light that caused the darkness....
The sky...it was filled with demons, demons of every size and color. All them blending into one another, each of them emitting a loud cry as they made their way towards...his father.
At the the head of them flew a great black spider, his body was as dark as the night, it's body a black mass of hair and skin. The boy could hear the great roar that eminatted from it throat, a great roar that chilled him to the bone.
"Father!!" The boy cried as he watched the demons descend from the sky, quickly he ran towards the direction of his father in an effort to warn him.
"Miroku!!!" The mother cried as she watched her son run off towards her dying husband, she covered her face with her hands as she cried at her inability to save them.
But as her body shook with tears a pair of yellow eyes watched her from within the bushes. Slowly the being advanced through the bushes while it hungrily licked it
Quickly the mother turned around just as the being emerged from the foliage....
"Father!!" Young Miroku cried as he ran towards his father, his sandals slipped off as he ran through the thick grass.
Thorns and leaves scratched at his arms and face as pushed his way through the thick terrain, he winced as each vine slapped him, tearing away at his skin.
He had to find his father, he didn't know what was happening but he had to warn his father of the approaching demons. Quickly he glanced up as the demon's cries fell over the area, the sky was filled with those hideous monsters.
"Father!! Where are you!!" Miroku quickly ran into the clearing surrounding his home, he quickly glanced around the area...there was the hut...and there was the well from which they drew water...but where was his father!?
"He must be in the front!!" Miroku cried to himself as he made his way towards the front, the demons where still advancing towards their home and if he didn't find his father soon....
Miroku shook his head in a effort to rid himself of the notation that his father was gone, his father would always be there to protect him and his mother...always...
He ran quickly to the front, breathing heavily as he ran out of breath, he stopped and held his side as it writhed with pain.
Weakly he held up his head as he winced with pain, still grasping his side he smiled as he saw his father kneeling before their home.
The demons cries grew in intensity as the moved even closer to their home or to be more specific...his father. It was obvious from the demons screams that their target was not the home but the head of the home...his father...
It seemed as if each and every demon was screaming the monk's name, and it was obvious that they intended to kill him.
Miroku's eyes widened with fear as his father didn't even flinch as the demons slowly descended from the sky, he still kneeled his eyes closed with concentration as he chanted a Buddhist prayer.
"Father!!! Watch out!!" Miroku yelled as much as his worn out lungs would allow, yet despite his warning his father still kneeled before the oncoming assault.
"MONK!!!" The spider demon at the head of the swarn bellowed loudly, it eyes glowed a menacing red as it glared at the kneeling monk.
"MONK!! AFTER ALL THESE YEARS I'VE FINALLY BROKEN THAT RETCHED SEAL!! I SHALL HAVE MY REVENGE!!" It screamed as it watched the pitiful human, it laughed to itself at the memory of breaking out of that damned cave.
Slowly Miroku's father opened his eyes and stood before oncoming horde of demons, he grasped the beads the encircled his hand and held back....the Wind Tunnel...
He could feel the hole in his left hand, the hole that had sentenced hundreds of demons to an eternal doom. For years it grew ever so larger, he knew that the moment the hole out grew his hand...he himself would be sucked into that horrible void.
The spider demon's laughter grew even more in intensity as he saw the monk grab hold of the beads, "FOOL!! YOU WOULDN'T DARE RELEASE YOUR WIND TUNNEL, LEST YOU QUICKEN IT'S SPREADING!!"
But despite this statement the monk still keep a firm grip on the beads, he lifted his head to stare directly at the demon and his allies, his expression set with firm resolve.
"You...I should have killed you all those years ago..." His father firmly said, "I care not when I die, but I know that I will not let you slay my family!! Today...today you will die!!!"
The demon's laughter was quickly interrupted at the father's proud statement, "NAY FOOLISH MONK!!! IT IS YOU WHO WILL DIE!!!"
Suddenly their arose a great cry that came from the demons as they hastily charged the monk, the spider demon at the head of the assault opened it's gaping mouth to swallow the monk.
"Father!!! NO!!!!" Miroku despartly cried as the demon's attacked, he ran towards his father in the futile hope that he could save him.
His father ripped the beads from his arm, the beads scattered across the ground as the result of being torn off.
Now there would be nothing to restrain the Wind Tunnel, since there wouldn't be a need to restrain it after this...
After this...he would never see his wife or son again....
"WIND TUNNEL!!" His father screamed as he unleashed the swirling vortex that was the Wind Tunnel, almost at once the demons were caught in a swirling current of wind.
The spider demon at the front struggled wildly against the pull of the vortex, it screamed in confusion at the foolish monk's reckless abandonment.
"FOOL!! YOU'LL BE SUCKED IN AS WELL!!!" The spider demon screamed as it was being absorbed into the wind tunnel.
Miroku's father could feel the spreading of the hole in his hand as the demons were consumed, the pain was intense as he witnessed the hole spreading closer and closer to the edges of his hand.
"Father!! Please, don't leave us!!" Miroku screamed as he saw his father draw in the hundreds of demons that seemingly blocked out the sky.
"Miroku! Don't come any closer!!" His father yelled over his shoulder as he drew in even more demons, the pain in his hand was excrutiating as the hole continued to spread.
He could feel the hole edging closer and closer...and then....
Turning back to his hand his eyes grew large as he witnessed the hand being consumed by the Wind Tunnel, first his fingers were sucked into the vortex, then his right arm and then...
The noise was tremendous...it was the sound of bone crushing and melding together, it was the cry of a thousands demons being reduced to nothing.
But most of all...it was the screaming of his father as he was devoured into the hideousness of his own hand.
Miroku screamed in despair as he saw his father being sucked up in a flash of white light, the wind whipped around around the area violently and for a moment Miroku was lifted from his feet.
He shut his eyes tight and covered his ear in the attempt to shut it all out, he didn't want to see his father die in such a horrible manner.
He didn't want any of it to happen...
Then.....it stopped...the noise...the light...everything...it all just stopped.
Miroku uncovered his eyes at the sudden silence, he blinked his eyes severel times to clear away the spots.
He blindly felt around in an attempt to find his father, "Father...where are you?" He meekly cried.
Soon the spots were cleared and he could see clearly once again, but what he saw both astonished and sickened him.
Where his father once stood there was only left a large crater, he had successfully saved their home from onslaught of the horrible spider demon.
But the cost was high...
He had sacrificed his own life to save the life of his family, he had been consumed by the horrible void of the Wind Tunnel.
A fate worse than death...
Miroku fell to his knees as he beheld the gigantic crater, all around their lay bits and pieces of demons. His father had truly succeded in slaying them all, but to Miroku...this meant nothing.
"F-Father..." Miroku cried, curling his hands into fists. The newly formed crater steamed as bits and pieces of unconsumed demons lay twitching in the pit.
Miroku could feel tears sliding down his cheeks as he lifted his head whistfully towards the sky. His heart pounded in his chest as the the tears streamed down his face.
Suddenly a scream came from the woods behind Miroku, a scream that sounded like his mother, Miroku turned around and gasped as he realized he had left his mother behind.
"No!! MOTHER!!" Miroku stood and quickly made his way towards the sound of his mother's scream, his breath came out quick and labored as he pushed the thick foliage out his way.
He could feel the heat of the sun pounding down on him as he pushed his way through the thickness of the woods.
His brow was damp with sweat as he advanced through the thick bushes and plants, his hands and feet were raw from the thorns and rocks that covered his path.
Suddenly he bursted into the clearing from the the woods surrounding it, he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand a glanced around quickly.
His right hand pained him as he wiped away his sweat, the foliage had already caused more than enough damage to his body.
His side stung with pain as he applied pressure to it so as to stop the pain, his lungs seemed like they were ready to collapse from the lack of air.
"M-Mother, W-where are you??" He glanced around the clearing, eyes heavy with exhaustion. His heart skipped a beat as he spied a puddle of blood right where his mother once sat.
In fact several puddles of blood lay there in the clearing, each one making up part of a trail. The blood led somewhere deep into the brush.
Miroku forced himself to follow the trail of blood, his heart filled with dread. His right hand pained him even more as he pushed the vines of his face.
His breath became even more labored and difficult as his fear heightened, his eyes were wide and unblinking as he follow the scarlet trail.
He could here his mother now, her cries weak and faint, the cries came from a collection of bushes only a few feet away.
"MOTHER!!" Miroku screamed as he crashed through the bushes, his mother lay in the tall grass, grasping her bleeding side she desperatly tried to hold herself up.
"Miroku...p-please...don't come any closer..." His mother faintly cried, her face was contorted with pain as the wound her side blead uncontrolbly.
Suddenly a large hissing sound filled the air above the two, from within the canopy descended a snake-like demon. It possessed on it a pair of scythe like claws, it opened it's mouth to reveal a pair of fangs, each
fangs dripping with poison.
"Hisssssssss," The snake demon hissed, "Your father may have ssssslain my companions but he isssss gone now..."
Miroku's mother face was streamed with tears as she tried to crawl away from the hideous demon, she coughed up blood as her lungs desperatly tried to keep up with her.
The demon turned towards the wounded mother and watched her with evil intent, "It'sssss now usssse," It hissed, "Theirssssss no esssscape..."
Miroku watched helplessly as the wretched demon slithered across the ground, mouth open to reveal it's gleansing fangs.
"M-Mother..." Miroku's legs where frozen with fear as the demon reared up menancingly before his crippled mother, his hand hurting more and more...
Miroku could feel the terror rising up in his throat as the demon licked it's dripping fangs, he let out a tremendous scream of fear and terror as the demon lunged forward.
His mother screamed out as the demon struck the left side of her face, blood spurted everywhere as the demon's fangs pierced her skin.
Soon the mother's cries, the demon's hissing, and Miroku's own scream became a mixed sound. It was all happening so fast, his father's death, and now....his mother's...
His right hand began to hurt even more.....
"Mother!!!!" Miroku screamed as his mother's cries grew in frequency, the demon still eating away her fragile body.
The noise of it was terrible....his own screams, the demon's laughter between gulps of skin and blood, and his own mother's cries of pain and death.
"Mother!! NO!!!" He reached out his hand to try and help his dying mother....
Suddenly he felt as if a large knife had been plunged into his very hand, the pain was immense as his hand writhed with pain.
Miroku's eyes widened with fear as a small hole appeared in his right hand, there was bright flash of light and a blast of sound as the hole quickly widened.
Miroku could feel the area before him being pulled towards the hole in his hand, his screams was drowned out by the roar of sound coming from his hand.
The demon stopped attacking and turned around just as the hole appeared, it stared in confusion as the area around him seemed to be pulling towards the strange boy.
Then the grim realization of it dawned on him...
"Impossible!!" The demon thought, "Only the father had the power of the Wind Tunnel!!"
No words could describe the horrible void of the Wind Tunnel, nothing could escape from it's grasp...
It seemed as if sound, light, even time itself was being absorbed inside the swirling wind of the Wind
Tunnel.
The demon watched as stray leaves and rocks were quickly gulped up inside the hole, it slowly began to feel itself being pulled upwards into the void.
The demon despertaly tried to escape from the Tunnel, it slithered across the ground away from the Wind Tunnel, but to no avail.
It felt as if the demon's skin was ready to peel right off it's body as it tried to escape from the boy. The sound was deafining as the roar of the Wind Tunnel drowned out the frantic cries of Miroku's.
"No!!!!" The demon thought, "How did the boy get this power!!!"
All the demons effort could even escape the powerful pull of the Wind Tunnel, it could slowly feel itself being lifted from the ground and being pulled down inside the vortex.
It was absorbed almost at once in flash of light and a loud scream eminnated around the area as it dissapperd.
At last all the demons had been slain...
But despite successfully slaying the last demon, Miroku's newly formed Wind Tunnel had a fatal flaw. Even though the demon had been killed...his mother was in the direct path of his Tunnel.
His mother screamed in terror as she felt the pull of the Wind Tunnel, she desperatly gripped the tall blades of grass in the attempt to hold herself back.
"Mother!!" Miroku yelled, but his desperate cry was completly drowned out by the roar of the Wind Tunnel. His mother was drawing closer and closer towards him and the mysterious force within his right
hand...
Her hair blew forward as she was dragged ever so close towards the Wind Tunnel, she could feel the wind being sucked up all around her....sucked up into her son's very hand...
Miroku couldn't stop it....no matter what he did...the force in his hand still refused to stop himself from killing his own mother...
Suddenly, his mother's grip on the grass around her was lost as the wind swept her upwards. Her scream was silenced quickly as she was twisted around and around towards the Wind Tunnel, almost instantly she was sucked up and disappered into her own son's hand.
"MOTHER!!" Miroku weakly screamed as he sucked up his own mother, he was quickly growing weak as he was unable to stop his Wind Tunnel.
The Wind Tunnel was out of control now, nothing was safe as Miroku sucked up everything around him.
Miroku's eyes grew weak, the power of the Wind Tunnel slowly drained the strength out of him. His knees gave out under him as he hit the ground hard, his Wind Tunnel still sucking up everything...
The last thought that passed through his mind as he passed out was that of his poor mother...her face contorted with pain as she was devoured by his hand.
Mother...Father....
They had died....
His entire family...they had all fallen prey to the curse of the Wind Tunnel....
His power...his curse...the bane of his exsistence...
Today...he would finally erase that terrible curse from his bloodline...
Quickly Miroku stepped forward and tugged slightly at the beads on his arm, "Naraku!!" Miroku yelled aloud, "I'll destroy you with the very curse you gave my family!!"
Naraku only stood there silently, draped his white baboon robes. His evil aura eminatted around the castle, his power nearly choking the group to death.
Yet despite Miroku's declaration of victory, Naraku still stood there, stern and unwavering.
"Come now Miroku..." Naraku finally spoke, "How can you defeat that which gave you your greatest strength??"
And Naraku's laughter resounded throught out the castle, shaking the warrior's to there bones...
Author's Notes: Well what did you think? I know, I know, the whole fic was pratically a flashback!! Well I'm doing that for all the first few chapters.
You know I want to dedicate 1 chapter for each character, (Except for Shippo, who really cares about him??) Next Chapter will be dealing with Naraku and Inuyasha's past and how they are tied together...you wanna know what that means?? TOO BAD!!"
Also, exscuse me if my spelling it a little off, or if some words are missing. My computer doesn't have Spell Check and so...well...see ya...
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