Angel Of Death 'Part Five'
Written by: Night Angel Aluna
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You look down at the now silent body of the child, some time during your song she had stopped crying, only now did you also notice that at some point it had stared to ran...hard... you kneeled there as the rain pounded to the ground making the air think with the smell of humidity. You didn't know why but for some reason you felt the need to shield the child from the hard punches of the rain, so carefully you picked the child up and set her down so that she was completely lying on your lap with you hunched over her trying to make a shield for her as best as you could using your body and wings.
She stared at you as if memorizing your every last detail, "Angel..." you looked down at her letting her know to she had your attention, "I...I'm ssss...sssoo...ccc...cold, Will it bbb...be over...sss...soon?" you nodded silently and slowly in replya faint smile graced her lips, "...good..." was all she said before resuming to her silent memorizing game. You stayed there and watched as the minutes passed and with every minute her eyes grew dimmer and dimmer until...
The rain beat down against your back like a boxer punching a punching bag, your back was numb, but that didn't matter anymore...gently you bent down closer to the dusty eye'd child and spoke your finale words... "Listen closely my child, it's time for you to be reunited with your family...their all waiting for you..." and with that you finished your job, kissing her on the forehead you took her soul and left your mark...a black kiss...the kiss of death...
Sesshoumaru ran through the forest as fast as his legs would allow him which at the moment he thought wasn't fast enough, he had smelt it, blood but his heart stopped for a brief second when he realized who's...Though inside he was in a faint panic, outside he'd die before he'd let anyone catch on to just how much the human child had grown to mean to him... 'Have I become so weak that I have grown to love a child? and a human on that note?...' he got lost in thought as he continued on his way, but when he arrived he was jerked back to reality. The sight before his eye's was like being hit head on by Tetsusaiga
'...Rin...'
he walked over to her and had he'd been anyone one else he'd have looked away and covered his mouth in disbelief...Her body was shredded beyond reason and her life's blood was spilt like paint on the ground around her, and in that instant he knew
'... gone...'
was all he could think as anger took him over...Yes he could and would bring her back! but that wasn't the point... for the second time since he'd first met her, he once again had to stare down at her lifeless body...
With that thought in mind he unsheathed Tenseiga and raised it only to stop at what he saw next...
'A print of black lipstick?...'
...as if Rin had been kissed by someone wearing black lipstick on the forehead...
'...strange...'
then shaking the thought he slash the sword through and kneeled down beside her, cradling her in his arm protectively . Slowly and weakly Rin opened her eye's and was met by two overly familiar golden ones... "Lo...Lord Sesshoumaru?..." her smile broadened when she found she was exactly right "LORD SESSHOUMARU! " she yelled cheerfully throwing her arms around his neck as tears of joy flowed down her tiny cheeks...he stayed completely still not tightening or loosening his grip on her, and though his outside selfstayed cool and proud, inwardly he let out a much needed sigh of relief andthough he hated to admit it, joy.
"Come Rin, We've wasted enough time..."
You had left the child a long while ago and where now far from her. You sat in the tree your back leaning against the truck behind you, you wings at your side and pondered on why you had talked so much even SANG! to the child...perhaps because she was achild was the answer. It always bothered you the slightest when you had to take a child...so young, and rightfully they should have had their whole lives ahead of them...but...you sigh deeply as your thoughts once again drift to your deceased master...
About twenty minutes later your in the same position, thinking the same thoughts, when suddenly your thoughts are interrupted by a small figure in the distance. Squinting your eye's you could make out enough to tell that it was a child, and as the child figure got closer your eye's widened and for the first time in your life you felt emotion! total and complete...shock!...
'...THE CHILD, THE LITTLE GIRL...SH...SHE LIVES?'
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...Oh my...that could be problamatic now couldn't it! MWHAHAHAHAHAHA feel the evilness of THE CLIFF HANGER!