Finally Free
Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha
The first thing that returned to him was his hearing. He heard songbirds chirping, far off in the distance. He heard a soft breeze ruffle the tree leaves in the courtyard and the flow of running water. He tried to move, but it was useless. For the moment he was paralyzed, blind, but thankfully not deaf anymore.
Where was he? Who was he?
He lay there for along time thinking, trying the recall anything. And slowly it came back to him. His home, his family, his betrayal. It all came back to him in a painful onslaught of memories. He wanted to cry. Oh god what had happened to him?
He heard a scream echo across the area. It drowned out the beautiful song of the birds, the tree leaves and the water. It kept on, the sound driving him nuts. It took a while for him to realize who was screaming.
He was.
Then he could smell. It was revolting, rotting flesh, dried blood, and smoke. He gagged but kept it in. He tried to move again, but again it was fruitless. He lay there, god knows where and wept. He felt the cold tear cascade down his cheeks. Slowly the realization hit him.
Now he knew what had to be done. Now he was free, he could make things right again. He remembered everything and was no longer a confused little boy, but a man with a mission. The smell of the area told him that his memories were true, that a battle had taken place and he was left here. Most likely he was believed to have been killed.
"When I am able, I will move! I'll find you, girl, and everything will be ok!" he shouted to the sky.
Suddenly he could see. He was lying on the hard wooden floor of a mansion. The mansion itself, though, was completely and utterly destroyed. There was blood everywhere, rotting bodies of dead youkai. The flies swarmed about, making thick black clouds with their bodies
There was a flock of crow birds sitting on a tree branch a ways away. They looked fat and lazy, full from their meal of dead flesh. He could see it through a crack in the crumbling wall. He knew were he was. He lay in the remnants of Naraku's castle. The castle where Naraku had met his death.
Her side had one. The girls' side had won the battle and defeated Naraku. He was overjoyed that she had won; he knew that she had survived the battle to, as did most of her friends. Naraku was dead. The man thought hard. Did he care that Naraku was dead? After all, that bastard had been the single cause of the death of his family, yet that same 'man' had also spared his life.
As far as the boy was now concerned Naraku had paid his debt by dying. Now that Naraku was dead, he could finally live.
Finally he could move, and slowly he got up. He put one step in front of the other and shakily walked out into the open courtyard. He was alive. He was free! The man looked at the sky, the sun was high overhead, not a cloud in the dauntless blue sky. What day was it? How long had he been knocked out on the floor?
His clothes were ripped and torn, and his hair was matted, but that didn't matter. He would get new clothes, he would clean his hair. After a few moments of searching he found his blade, sticking up out of a tree, tall and proud. The blade was covered in dark crimson blood. He smiled when he took hold of it and pulled it from the tree.
He faced east, towards the long road. He faced east; away from the past that he wished he could forget. He faced east, towards an uncertain future. He whispered to himself, promise of what he was going to do. "I'll find you, I'll find you and we can be family again."
He jumped in the air and whooped. He was over-excited with joy. He was FREE! His life could finally begin.
But…would she forgive him for he had been forced to do?
A/N: Yes I know I have short chapters. They might be longer in the future, depending on how creative I get.
Please read and review. I'll try and get chapter 5 up sometime this week, but I have to finish it first.
Thanks to the two people who have review (and liked) my fic so far!