Summary: Inuyasha stilled at the sound of a body hitting the ground. His inu roared at the thought of his bitch hurting. Crimson eyes looked up in time to see Kagome take a few struggling breathes, but it wasn't working. She hadn't look at him, but he saw her locked into her thoughts. Next, he watched her rush into the restroom. Inuyasha set his gun down and raced to her. His nose caught the scent of stomach acid before he entered into the confines of the bathroom.
Author's Note: Hello once again all. Glad to say I haven't fallen off the face of the earth. And to make it up to you this chapter if way longer then normal… about thirteen pages. Enough of my yapping. Well, here is the latest installment of Tears of Morning. Enjoy the reading and please review. WARNING: extreme graphic sexual content...
Chapter 12: To Kill A Mocking Bird
'Yes, Doctor Onigumo.' She mimicked snidely. 'Right away, Doctor Onigumo. Whatever you say Doctor Onigumo, and when I'm done I'll lick your ass!' Nurse Abi added with divine hatred as she walked into a secluded private room. Her eyes adjusted to the dark room rapidly, all because of her demon blood. Being a bat youkai and working in a hospital wasn't easy. Abi looked at the liquidy contents of the plastic bag with keen interest in her hands. She was fighting the urge to lick her lips at the sight of the blood. 'Shit!' Abi shook her head trying to dislodge her inner craving to drink the blood out of the bag.
beep… beep…. The heart monitor sounded off relentlessly, in it monotone noise. It brought Nurse Abi back to reality, so to speak… She walked over to the I.V. rack and shut off the drip so that she could change bags. Abi's brown eyes glanced over at the form lying on the hospital bed while she worked. 'Poor bastard,' she grimaced at the face of the patient whose head was bandaged up in yards of gauze. Abi never got a good look that the individual, but she knew a little something about him. Well, from what she read off the medical chart anyways. 'Human male, age twenty-seven, last name is O'ching, and he is healthy as an ox.' The nagging question in the back of Abi's mind was, 'why did he need plastic surgery?'
Her hand went to the chart to check off and sign off on the blood transfusion and antibiotics she had given him. Nurse Abi hand went for the pen in her breast pocket, but with nimble fingers she dropped it to the floor. She cursed her unusual clumsiness and bent over to pick it up.
It was while Abi had her back turned when earthen sable colored eyes snapped open violently. Hojo's vision was clouded over from the drugs induced in his changing body. Disoriented and highly agitated, he sat up slowly. The slow steady beat of the heart monitor now increased its paced rhythm.
Up in the darken corner of the room was a small video camera used for observing patients, or in this case spying on them. It generally goes unnoticed by all in the rooms, and that had been it's purpose. You see, the camera never blinks. Never misses anything.
He felt like he was suffocating and brought one hand up to his face. That small, but somewhat sane portion of his mind registered the fact that his palm did not come in contact with smooth skin. No, in came in contact with something slightly coarse and textured. Hojo began to panic. His clawed hands began to pull madly at the gaze, viciously tearing it away all the while his beast howled with fury.
"Where the hell did that blast pen go to!"
A voice came from the side of his bed drew is attention away from the wrapping on his face. His eyes narrowed slightly while his body tensed. The nerve ending in his body was letting off high amount of adrenaline giving Hojo the fighting fury.
Abi was bent over at the waist, and was totally unaware of the man beside her. She was slightly aware that the heart monitor had picked up, but dismissed it thinking that the antibiotics had kicked in. Her beady purple black eyes swept the length of the floor trying to spot the pen she dropped.
Hojo leaned silently over his narrow bed and took in the figure before him. It was of round buttocks sticking up in the air swaying slightly. His beast noted the stark white uniform of that of a nurse, but with her ass as his view, it signaled something in the cortical recesses of his brain. It was something primitive. Hojo's unstable blood thundered in his veins, while the blood beast within howled viciously making him snap.
Long bluish black hair was tightly wrapped in a bun at the base of her neck with wisp of hair coming out haphazardly. For a brief moment his judgment misinterpreted the womanly form before him. Hojo went to speak the name he cherished, but it came out in a snarl. "KaGoMe."
Abi froze in that position. A fine sheen of perspiration now coated her body. 'How the hell?' She could here the rustle of sheets being moved and then groans of the bed next to her. Abi shot up straight and turned around to face the faceless patient. She swallowed hard. It was the look in his eyes that sent her on edge. "Mr. O'ching?" Abi choked, "Are you okay?"
Hojo sniffed the air around him. :Tainted. Unclean.: His demonic voice growled. : Our Kagome is pure. Whore! Imposter: He heard her speak his name. 'O'ching.' It was like throwing water on a flame. Finally his vision cleared and he began to see thing a little less distorted. "Where am I?"
"You are at Onigumo's Body Shop Inc."
"I need the bathroom." Hojo processed slowly the information she had given him. Yet, he was trying to remember how the hell he got here. In time it came to him. 'I went to Tsuwamono's.' He knew he made a fatal error with his decision, but with luck he had sent a message to the fucking asshole that he knew… Yeah, bastard are you scared yet?' A hellish smile came to him as Hojo also remembered calling Naraku. That was the only logical reason for him being here. He knew his brash act of violence probably set him back, but the question was how far? No matter, he smiled painfully, 'Kagome, I did this for you.'
Abi though her heart was going to come out of her chest when this unexpected change occurred. She didn't want to aggravated him in farther, so she complied by showing him the restroom. "It's right here." Abi offered a false smile.
Hojo made a sauntered pace to the bathroom.
Ring… Ring…
"Hello," that all too ageless voice answered the phone. "Higurashi Shrine."
"Ohayo, Higurashi-sama."
Mrs. Higuashi smiled at that voice. "What a pleasant surprise. How are you doing Doctor O'ching?"
"I'm doing well Aikyo, and yourself?" Doctor O'ching replied soothingly.
"Well, all is peaceful hear expect for the occasional evil upraising of demons." Aikyo joked.
Doctor O'ching laughed lightly over the line. "Elder Priest Higurashi still battling those evil spirits I take it."
"Yes, I'm afraid so…" Aikyo trailed off temporary. She knew something had to have happen for her long time friend Usokai O'ching to call her. Aikyo could feel it in the fit of her stomach.
Usokai heard Aikyo sigh heavily over the line. He knew she was repairing herself for some bad news, and he hated it. "Aikyo…"
"Just tell me Usokai. I'm not that weak hearted any more."
He coughed a bit before answering her. "Well I could never fool you Aikyo, now could I?" Doctor O'ching said. "I have no better way to say this than just saying it so here it goes. Kagome was in the hospital."
Aikyo felt faint. 'No!'
"She was hospitalized for head trauma to the head and a mild concussion…" Usokai never got to totally finish his sentence.
"What! No, that can't be. Kagome called me about a day ago Usokai, she sounded fine to me!" A ikyo Higurashi rushed out in one long winded breath.
'My, my, my.' Thought the stunted Doctor. 'That is a surprise.' "Are you sure Aikyo?"
"Yes, I know my own daughters voice. However, when Kagome left a message she didn't mention anything about being in the hospital…"
"Listen to me Aikyo," Usokai interrupted her. "Kagome was admitted into the hospital a few days ago but then disappeared. The police are trying to locate her but haven't' been successful so far… Did Kagome say where she was?"
"No, only that she was going…" Aikyo suddenly remembered the desperation in her daughter's voice pleading that she not telling anyone she was coming home. But, Usokai had been their when the whole terrible nightmare had started. 'Oh, Kagome…'
Piercing ice blue eyes watched the scene before him through the glass window in the emergency room. There his new found friend Miroku sat ever vigilantly beside a now sleeping Sango. Detective Ookami shuddered at the sight of an V.I sticking out of Sango's arm and the not so white gauges linen soaked in iodine wrapped like vines around her low body. Even with the door shut he could smell the iodine from here, and if he went in to give solace he would never had made it half way through the room without passing out. No, Kouga could do that.
He felt this gut wrenching pity that this situation was partly his fault. Kouga was a wolf demon and a strong proud on at that. Even his lineage gave him the nobility of a prince, back in ancient times, but now. Well, what the hell good would that do him? 'That sick bastard!' Kouga thought as his eyes flashed red. He knew the psycho had just moved this fuck up game of his to an entirely new level. Kouga clenched his hand into a fist causing his nails to cut into his skin. Drops of blood spatter onto the linoleum floor below.
She had just turned the corner when her forest green eyes settled on a form she knew all to well. Nurse Ayame let her gaze travel the length of the perfect specimen of male, and that's when she saw the crimson droplets on the floor. "Hey they handsome, we don't need any more blood spilled tonight. We are already overflowing with patients and I would hate to admit you."
That soft luscious voice broke Kouga from his blood rage. He hadn't heard her coming, nor the fact that she was stand right beside him. Kouga looked to his left and saw that flaming red hair piled in a mass of curls in disarray, and those haunting green eyes. He nodded his head at her, but didn't say a word. Kouga continue to stare ahead.
Nurse Ayame let out a deep sigh. "Come on and I'll look at those wounds." She placed a gentle hand on his forearm and smiled at him. Her eyes widen when she saw him flinch and then heard him snarl at her. Ayame with drew her hand quickly and took a step back. It began to settle in with her, 'A wolf demon?' She had wondered why after they had had sex that her athletic frame was covered in bite marks and scratches. Ayame smiled and growled back in a bitchy tone. :Relax! I'm only trying to help.:
:You know the old language? How: Kouga finally turned fully at her.
She shook her head, "Hmm… and here I thought you were smart Detective?" she responded back in Japanese. Ayame walked away from the frustrating demon that refused her help. She made it no more then a few feet before a steel grip forced her around.
Kouga trailed quickly after her and grab her. "Answer my question. I'm not aware of that many people who know the ancient language!"
"Use your nose wolfie." She barked, as she tried to dislodge his hold on her.
Kouga sniffed her lightly and was surprised to find that Ayame was of full demon blood. 'Why didn't notice that before? Hmmm… could it be because you were thinking with the other smaller brain?' his inself mocked. Kouga growled silently as he noticed something else about his nurse. She was in heat to top everything off. 'Merciful kami!' A sheepish grin came to his handsome features and he let her go. "So, how is that possible? I didn't smell it on you early." He bent in closer and sniffed her again, loving the 'eep,' that emitted from her lips.
Ayame blushed at him and retreated back a little ways so that there was some space between them. "I worked that day in the labor room needless to say..." She saw his eyes widen and his skin paled at her words, and she fought off the urge to laugh. "So, Detective, are you in the habit of making babies, but not fathering them?"
Kouga was at a loss for words. This fiery female had spunk and vitality which he found highly entertaining, and left him baffled. 'Maybe there is more to her… I like her spitfire!'
Ayame grew nervous when Kouga didn't say anything, and more so when that look came about his face. "Hey, I crossed the line I'm sorry." She chewed on her lower lip and looked off to the side finally noticing the scene Kouga had been enthralled with earlier. There, a man was sitting dedicated to his loves' side holding her hand and whispering in her ear. Ayame had heard about this new patient. She knew only from other nurses in this ward, who also happen to be talking about a handsome brooding man standing outside this room. So, Ayame went to investigate.
"And are you in the habit of having hot raunching sex with every male that comes in the hospital?" he growled low and seductively. "Or, am I special?" Kouga reached for 'his,' nurse and quickly tugged her flush against him.
She gasped. That was not the answer she had been expecting, or the action upon her person either. Ayame looked memorized into his eyes and unconsciously licked her lips. "Well…" she couldn't hold his gaze any longer and turned her head.
Oh, how the tables had turned and Kouga loved the way she was squirming. He brought one hand up to Ayame's face and traced over her fretting features. "Am I special?" Kouga could smell her arousal intensify with the slightest touch.
Just then Kouga's cell phone sounded off startling the pair causing them to jump back from each other. His hand went to his pocket with amazing speed and retrieved the offending cell phone that shattered his playful banter. "Hello!" Kouga barked.
Inuyasha was impossible to talk to, and it was getting irritating, and very quickly. Kagome had only begun to open her mouth to ask the 'so called,' fated question when harden citrine pools gave her a look that stated very bluntly, 'Don't ask!' She had never seen Inuyasha act that way, but damnit she had every right to ask. So, she did. "Inuyasha what is going on? Who's hurt? Sango?"
Inuyasha didn't respond, he only set to work packing there belongs. "Get dressed Kagome, we are leaving." Once he zipped their luggage closed he retrieved his holster and strapped it on his body. He hadn't told Kagome who Romeo was, and he wasn't quiet sure how he was going to do it. Inuyasha was trying to calm himself down, 'the fucker went to my house! The murderous son of a bitch knew! What would have happened if Kagome had been there?' Golden eyes tinged pink.
Inuyasha felt a twinge of dread build inside him and he hated it. But he'd be damn if he'd let that bastard Hojo get anywhere near Kagome. That fucker had come to her under the guise of friendship and then wreck havoc on her life for way to fucking long. Yet, in his perverse game of cat and mouse Hojo had single handedly affected hundreds of lives. Crippling them forever to live in the horrific past and never to move ahead and look forward to the future. Inuyasha wasn't going to let that happen to Kagome, hell no! And now that he knew who Romeo was the hunt was on. He personally was going to eradicate the chicken shit from the face of this earth. His demonic side was taking over…
Kagome watched Inuyasha pull out another case; one that was reinforced metal casing. Her mouth drop a little when Inuyasha opened the small case and pulled out three clips, only to load one into his Barrette. His lack of responding to her had confirmed her worst nightmare Romeo struck again, and it had been someone she loved. 'I can't live if he… No.' Her already fragile world seemed to be spinning out of control. Kagome felt her knees get shaky and she fell to the ground with a flop. 'He attacked them. He knew where I was…' Her stomach lurched and she had to scramble to the bathroom.
Inuyasha stilled at the sound of a body hitting the ground. His inu roared at the thought of his bitch hurting. Crimson eyes looked up in time to see Kagome take a few struggling breathes, but it wasn't working. She hadn't look at him, but he saw her locked into her thoughts. Next, he watched her rush into the restroom. Inuyasha set his gun down and raced to her. His nose caught the scent of stomach acid before he entered into the confines of the bathroom.
Kagome felt her hair being lifted and then a cold compress on the back of her neck. Next, her ears picked up on a low rumble coming from behind her; it was almost soothing. She stopped heaving only to feel arms engross her and bring her back against a wall of warmth. Kagome knew it was Inuyasha and rested her head back but closed her eyes. "Inuyasha… please." She whimpered. Something nuzzled the juncture of her neck kissing, licking, and a slight sucking fallowing a rumble.
His youkai rejoiced at his bitch's reaction to his administration, but it was her heart felt plea for an answer that made him recede. Citrine pools clarified again. "Kagome, they knew who it is, however; Romeo made an appearance at the house and decided to take his rage out on my house for you not being there. As a result, Sango got hurt, but she is in the hospital with minor burns."
Kagome tried to turn around and look Inuyasha in the face but he held her stead fast. His arms tightened around her.
"Let me finish." He kissed her neck in a comforting after thought. His inu was smiling at the nice sized hickie Kagome would be sporting in the morning. "Sango is fine, and so is everyone else. Kami, Kagome! They almost had him too. Chief Myoga said they lost him, but he's injured so we might find him yet…"
She waited five seconds to make sure he was through talking before she asked him her question. "Who is he?" For a moment, Kagome wasn't sure she wanted to know, but she had already voice it. She hadn't forgotten that Inuyasha conveniently hadn't mentioned the identity of Romeo, and Kagome was positive it wasn't on accident.
Inuyasha hesitated before answering. "O'ching, Hojo."
Miroku held Sango's hand for the sheer fact that he need to. He need to know that she was alive has he gauge the warmth of her flesh. Miroku's thumb gazed back and forth over his fiancée's knuckles. The nurse had given her a sedative to make Sango sleep so that she wouldn't be awake for the inspection and cleaning of the burns and had assured him that it should be wearing off.
Sango felt the haze of sleep lift from her and her eyes flickered open. She tried to moved but realized that her legs felt very heavy, and so she tried to sit up.
"Sango, sweet heart lay still."
"Miroku," her parched voice croaked.
He stood up and leaned over her. Miroku placed a kiss on her forehead before whispering, "I'm going to marry you the moment you walk out of his hospital, which will be in three days. I just propose to you Sango and I'll not be denied the right to marry you, make love to you, impregnate you, and love you for the rest of my life." He finished with a grin as he note the fine blush that cover her pale cheeks..
Sango only nodded, for once in her life she would not argue with him on that. She however wanted to know if they caught the bastard that attacked them. Sango could still hear his screaming in her ears. She knew he was injured from the blast. 'Serves that creep right, and I hope he dies!' But somehow Sango knew Romeo hadn't died, and it was fated like in those freakish horror movies where the villain would never seem to die. Her only praise was that Kagome and Inuyasha had left only hours before the attack and that she was not there for the freak to find her.
Miroku let out a yawn that gained Sango's attention and made her notice how tired he seemed. Her handsome playboy fiancée had dark circle under his eyes and looked dead on his feet. His stylish locks were now standing up in every direction and his clothes where wrinkled. Sango came to the conclusion he hadn't left her side then. "How long have I been here?"
"About five hours."
Sango did the math and realized that Miroku had been up for over twenty-four hours straight. "Sleep with me."
Even has he fought to stay awake Miroku still didn't miss a beat. "Sango," he smiled devilishly, "why I'd love too. But, whose feeling frisky now?"
"Hentai!" Sango remarked with a small smile. "That's not what I meant and you know it." She shifted over as best she could to make room on the small twin sized bed for Miroku to lie down.
Before Miroku even moved a muscle, the door flew open to Sango's room revealing a very incensed wolf demon. The pair watched in curious fascination as he stormed in after them. The air around them became very constricted and wearisome with Kouga's presence. Both observed a now crumbled cell phone tightly gripped in the hand of Detective Ookami, who was grumbling rather loudly.
"Is there a problem, Kouga?" Miroku asked.
"You could say that again…" Kouga replied, fighting off his rising youkai that wanted out. "They know who Romeo is."
Sango felt relief like she hadn't felt in years. 'They knew who he is…,' her brain processed the information slowly. The nightmare would finally end after all these years, or so they thought. Yet, that false sense of safety was quickly yanked from her in the next few statements.
Kouga sighed, "It's O'ching."
"WHAT!" Miroku and Sango bellowed.
Kouga simply rose his hand up in the air to silence their questions. "However, he escaped and is on the loose."
"Shit!" Miroku swore as he leaned over the bedrail and took hold, "How could they lose the bastard?" His hands tightening on the rail which caused his knuckles to turn white from the tension.
Blue eyes tinged red as he continued to tell Sango and Miroku his thoughts on that matter. "O'ching had help."
Whatever sort of reaction he had been expecting this sure as hell wasn't it. Kagome's laughter rang in his ear while her tiny body shook in his arms.
"Are you kidding me?" She got out with the occasional snigger in between, "Hojo?"
Inuyasha looked her in the eye with a dead serious look. "I sure as hell wouldn't joke about this shit." He let his arms drop from around her as he pulled away from Kagome to get up.
Kagome quickly realized that her reaction to what Inuyasha had said was very uncouth and went silent by his rejoinder to her. She turned herself around and looked at him in a more gravely. "I'm sorry Inuyasha forgive me."
"Feh," he replied and crossed his arms over his chest. "That wasn't the reaction I was expecting."
"Year after year I've waited for the police to find out who he was, to get some sort of lead. And year after year there was nothing. Now, you're telling me it's O'ching Hojo. He doesn't seem to fit the profile of a murder. That's impossible." Kagome slowly stood up and gradually walked to him.
"And weren't you the one who told me earlier that these sick demented fucks never fit a profile. It's not black and white Kags. Think about it." Inuyasha spouted off hotly.
She rubbed her arms fighting off the chill that suddenly wracked her body. Inuyasha impenetrable gaze made her relive the last ten years. Flashbacks of Hojo suddenly resurface with a vengeance. The oddity of how he always seemed to be everywhere she and her friends were. His unexpected visits and endless gifts of hypothetical friendship for her now made her wonder. Yet, the last forethought gave her total clarity for the most part and doomed Hojo.
Flashback
"He is bad news Kagome!" Hojo yelled at her. This was quite abnormal for the normally reserved and polite boy.
"No, he is not Hojo." She defended vehemently, "You don't even know him, so how can you judge Inuyasha." Kagome replied back in a huff as she eyed him warily. She wasn't, even to this day, sure why he had confronted her in the library on campus. For all she knew it had started out as an innocent conversation turned bad.
"I don't see why you have taken it upon yourself to help the cocky arrogant…" Hojo's eyes dimmed a dark inhuman shade of black. "He doesn't deserve you! He isn't worthy of your concern…"
Kagome was slightly aware the change in Hojo's eyes and she step back in fright. To her, it seemed that this person that she was conversing with was no longer human but inhuman, a beast. Kagome knew she had to leave this situation. "Stop it Hojo," Kagome yelled as she turned on heel to leave. But soon she felt a hand dig into her arm cruelly and fling her back. Kagome collided hard with the wall that Hojo was on towering over her. She was stunned beyond words, even more so, when Hojo leaned in closer to her face and could feel his humid breath roll in waves onto her skin.
"Why can't you see he's using you for his own gain? He'll use you then leave you like all the rest of his whores! Then you'll be like the rest, a slut!"
"Take you hands off me!" Kagome snapped, she brought up a hand and reared back to smacked him hard. "Enough, I don't know what your talking about Hojo, but all I'm doing is tutoring Inuyasha so that he can graduate. And since when does that warrant you calling me whore? I'd do it for any of my friends, even you, if you needed help!" Kagome pushed Hojo way and ran out of the library.
(Change of scene)
Later that day…
All she remembered was how heavy her backpack was as she walked home praying that she wouldn't have a hunch in her back by the time she graduated. Kagome sighed as she looked up at the sky. It held on ominous promise above her, threatening if she didn't get home soon the heaven would let loose on her. Deciding not to press her luck, Kagome ran.
She was no more than four blocks from the shrine when the skies left open their flood gates. The humidity and rain causing her clothes to stick to her like a second skin. Her white top for school seemingly had become transparent showing off her assets. Kagome become embarrassed as her nipples became hard from the chaffing of her bra against her skin. Kagome knew across her arms of her ample bosom it a show of attempted modesty, but she silently cursed the individual who had picked out her uniform.
Kagome knew of a short cut that would allow her to get home faster, but it went through an uninhabited small forest that was part of the shrine grounds. Even as a child, Kagome refrained from entering that seclude area and now that she was somewhat older she still stayed away. But, due to the situation she was in she would face her little fear to get home quicker and maybe a little dryer.
While walking in the darkened wooded area Kagome tried to reign in her wild imagination. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end at the feeling that someone was watching her. Closing in on her.
"Kagome…." The air whispered her name hushed eerily, and as if to mock her, the leaves in the canopy of tree above her rustled their foreboding knowledge.
'There are no such things as ghost. There are no such things as…' she chanted until she heard an unnatural voice behind her thought change. 'It's the wind,' Kagome told herself as she felt a light gust of wind blow past her causing her skin to chill. Her legs began to pick up the pace and jogged. Kagome was straining her hearing trying to gain a better understanding if she was delusion, or, if, in fact, her scrambling for her life was warranted. She stopped once again in which she will her heart to slow down so that it wasn't the only thing she could hear. Snap!
Kagome whirled around and stuttered, "Who's there?" she squeaked.
Then out of nowhere, from behind the multitude of dense foliage within the property of the shrine, immerged the last person she wanted to see. "Hojo." rushed out a ghost of a disbelieving whisper. Even from the distance that separated them she could still make out those evil eyes that held a promise of something….
'Menacing… Evil… Run!' And she did, Kagome ran like the wind.
End of Flashback
That one memory recharacterized that innocent and all around good boy persona. That false image caused a betrayal of all she had known. Tears formed in her eyes. Yet, in the last frame of her memory she could pull out a distinct feature that she hadn't really thought much about before. Kagome closed her eyes and concentrated, there within the green forest something was sticking out like sore thumb. It was white. She tried to focus harder, zooming in on the image. Kagome gasped deeply.
Inuyasha stared in blanketed fascination at Kagome while she had the distant look in her that reminded him of a soulless person. Hell, he didn't like that look one bit. Inuyasha stormed back toward Kagome intent on shaking her out of it, it being whatever she was lingering on.
"White roses." Kagome said at the same time her eyes opened startled a little at Inuyasha being scant inches from her face.
Inuyasha noticed her eyes an unnatural shade of silver with blue rimming them. He was confused as all get out by the phrase she muttered. Granted, Inuyasha knew that the white rose was Romeo's, aka Hojo's, calling card but what was making Kagome mention this know. His triangular tipped ears swiveled at a light whisper.
"Hojo was going to kill me…"
It made him all the angrier. 'I'll behead that fucking sick-o and then tear off his dic---' Inuyasha vowed.
That accursed pen ended up being the death of her, and if she had known that she would have never bothered to pick the damn thing up in the first place. Her ears were still ringing from the unearth howling that was emitted from the patient's bathroom. Nurse Abi could vaguely remember the sound off what would later be confirmed at the mirror to the medicine cabinet being scattered into hundreds of tiny fragments. And even as she lied there, she wasn't quite sure how she ended up on the bastard's medical bed pinned down. The scent of tainted human blood filled her nostrils as she struggled for air, but the pair of clawed un-human hands only clamped down tighter. Abi was acutely aware of something wet trickling down her skin, it wasn't until he moved that she knew he'd cut himself. "I hope you bleed to death you fucking crack pot of a…." Her hands digging into his already bleeding hands.
Her homicide would take a while for the police to uncover and make the association to her murder, though Abi wouldn't know that. Hojo's modus operandi changed, along with his DNA.
"B-i-t-c-h." the demented male above snarled like a rabid animal. Hojo no longer had a hold on his sanity, but when did he ever. He brought on hand down to smack her, and violently slashed in down the front of her white uniform causing it to be shredded into tatters at her waist. His beast rejoiced at the domination of another, one that deserved to be eliminated from this earth. Hojo's body reacted, his blood boiling exciting him to an all time high. His demented bloodlust blurred his ability to see things clearly, for as he looked at the nurse pinned below him he could only see an imitation of Kagome.
Abi wanted to scream but kami help her she had not breathe to do so. She could fill her skin ripping open and her blood flowed through the wounds. Soon her vision was beginning to become fuzzy and all Abi could do is feel, feel his hand move to her thigh. However a chilling realization came to her when she felt something hard pressing against her. 'Shit,' she thought disgusted with herself for even noticing, 'he is huge!' Even in her last minutes of life Abi could help but find herself being affected by this insane patient.
"Dirty, whoring bitch." Hojo growled in her face as he pressed down harder onto her trachea and carotid artery. His sharpened nails clawing at Abi's nylon covered thighs ripping them away. He's hand gripped the hem of her uniform and savagely yanked it to her waist. Next, Hojo pulled his dressing grown up to his hips. His penis was engorge and already small rivets of pre-cum
Her near lifeless eyes gaze at the earth brown eyes that had a pinkish tint to them. They were cold to her. She was almost hypnotized by the silvery stands of hair that had formed a curtain around her, a deadly one. Abi lost consciousness due to asphyxia, or so the lead forensic medical examiner would say in her autopsy report which was the ultimate cause of death. She was partial aware of something scratching firm across her breast then a hot moist sensation enveloped her raw sensitive peaks just moments before sharp teeth bit down on her nipples which broke skin. 'Damn,' Abi thought slowly, 'why do I have to like that kinky S & M shit?' Her core leaked her juices down her scraped thighs.
Hojo rammed his dick inside the bitch beneath him. The first thing he noticed that she was wet, very wet. Any of the other girl he'd rape and kill had been bone dry, but not this one. Hojo growled in disgust of her, she was getting off on this. He felt her body spasm and clench around him, almost as if the whorish nurse wanted to milk him dry. Hojo felt his ball sack slap against the wet cut of the soon to be dead witch. He laughed at her when her convulsion made her breast jerk and bounce, tempting him to bit them.
: Not pure… Dirty… Vile… Unworthy… Not Kagome : Hojo's beast screamed. He demanded that he purge her from this earth. Hojo was in agreement, this sick slut didn't belong on the same planet as 'his,' Kagome.
: Kagome… sooth… beast… MINE: He roared his release as his shot is wad into the cooling body below.
The little red light in the corner of Hojo's room indicated that the camera caught the entire plight on video.