YUM! Taco bell is the best! I havent eaten all day, and my mom took me to taco bell after i finished marching the parade, yum...carmel apple empanadas...chicken casadillas...crunchwrap surprise...sierra mist. I'm so full, but it was soooo good...ok onto the story oh yeh to cubankittenkagome I was never ever mad! I totally agree with you. I was saying that I was sorry that I didn't live up to my expectations and was apologizing! I'm not mad! I like it when people tell things they think are bad so I can work on them, and try to make my story better! To continue...
Inuyasha's not mine...
Chp 17
Encounters Between the Rival Sisters
Inuyasha turned away from the case, while Mioshika gingerly touched the glass. Her eyes glazed over with tears, Inuyasha bit his lip.
"She's...poor Kikyo..."
No one had the heart to describe it. Kikyo's mangled torn up body. Totally nude, blood staining between her legs, bruises darted up and down her body, various cuts and gashes decorated her flesh. Her beautiful long black hair tangles and ripped out in someplaces. In her abdomen, a long deep gash cut up from her vagina to her belly-button, through each breast, and split at the neckline.
"Kikyo...you did that...for us..." Mioshika felt tears rain down her cheeks. Two streams of salty tears ran down her face, and her green eyes sparkled like emeralds. Inuyasha felt his own golden eyes drip with moisture. He felt two perfect tears fall down his face onto Kagome. She squinted, and squirmed little. She slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Inuyasha's red eyes, then at Mioshika on the ground crying. Her curiosity made her look at the horrific image. She gasped, and Inuyasha realized she had woken up. She stared wide eyed at the monstrousity on Naraku, on her beloved sister. She jumped out of Inuyasha arms and touched the glass.
"Sister...no...he didn't..."
Kagome's hand came to her trembling lips. Inuyasha captured her in his arms, they cried together. Mioshika knelt down, and knew what Naraku wanted.
"Kagome, he...he wants to do that again...thats why he saved Kikyo's body. He wanted to remember how much fun it was, and he wanted to remember it forever. It's his new hobby...raping women and cuttin up their body's, slicing on their curves, biting wehre they need to be kissed. He...he's a sick fucking asshole bastard! YOU HEAR THAT NARAKU, YOUR A FUCKING SICK BASTARD!"
Mioshika screamed it at the top of her lungs. Inuyasha scrunched his face up from sorrow and pain, and knelt his head in Kagome's hair. Their tears cried for a beloved woman, lover, sister, and friend. Who's mere image still remains in the land of the living, yet she is not Kikyo. She is but she isn't. She is part of the woman formerly Kikyo, but wasn't quite there.
"I have to kill him, for Kikyo, for you, for everyone he's harmed. I won't let this happen again."
Inuyasha pulled Kagome close. Mioshika stood and walked away, her mind still pained from the gorey image.
"I promise, Naraku won't hurt you like that ever. I swear it on my life, I won't let that happen to anyone else, ever again."
He pulled Kagome into the tightest most assuring embrace he could muster. He placed his forehead on hers, and brushed his lips across her forhead. She reached out and caressed his face, he picked her up, and they followed Mioshika. Knowing the battle wan not too far away. Knowing their demise could be soon, but knowing it was worth dieing for.
Miroku's body was spread out along a sandy beach. His staff still clutched in his right palm. He didn't move...vultures circled his body above him. They prepared for the great feast of his human flesh. One came swooping down, its razor sharp beak open wide. But it hit a barier, and its beak couldn't pierce it. Miroku opened his eye slightly. The other was swollen shut, and his arm definately broken. He felt his ribcage, at least 3 ribs broken. But luckily his legs were fine, other than a few various cuts and bruises. His eyes squinted from the sunlight pouring on him. He struggled to find the strength to get up, but found it somewhere deep inside him. Something he'd never felt before, something so light and pure, nothing like him...But yet it was him...He looked at his palm.
"Sango..."
A scrap of her demon slayer's outfit was sewn into the fabric of the cover of his wind tunnel. He clentched his fist. His used his staff to get himself up. He hoped Kagura had made the deal with Kikyo, otherwise this would be totally insane. He grabbed his prayer beads.
"Wind Tunnel!"
The black abyss began to suck in everything it could muster. Chunks of the gates and walls crumbled and became non exsistant in the wind tunnel. Miroku felt an ominous aura, Naraku's. He sealed the Wind tunnel, and hid his weapon of escape.
"Hello monk... I thought you to be dead..."
"You won't kill me..."
"Thats what your precious demon slayer said, but I took care of that."
Miroku felt a sickening pain overwhelm him. Anger flared...
"HOW DARE YOU HARM HER!"
"So my assumption was correct. You do love her. All the better, you will watch as I create her demise."
Naraku covered Miroku in toxic gases. Miroku gasped and coughed, trying to get out of the haze. He did, but passed out in doing so. Naraku covered him in a red barrier and transported him to chains. Miroku was slammed against the wall. Red hot iron shackles wrapped his wrists. He screamed in pain, his flesh being burned black.
"You are pathetic. You thought you could come and suck up my castle? Never."
Miroku screamed sweat forming all over his body. Naraku pour cold water over the shackles. The iron immediately cooled, but Miorku's arms and legs were burned...so badly that they were bleeding. Black flesh peeled off his body. Naraku licked a flake.
"You will be entertained soon."
Naraku lit the room, Sango stood in chains in front of him. Her stomach black and blue, her face beated and scratched. Her long hair covered her breasts. Her lower area covered with only a scrap of cloth hung together by a mere few strands. Miroku struggled to get out of his shackles.
"SANGO!"
She didn't wake up. She merely stood chained to the walls. Her body barely clinging onto life. Miroku suddenly noticed the blood coming out of her gut. Naraku had slashed her open...
"You...you...you are the most loathsome creature to walk this earth you bastard. You fucking raper..."
"I never raped her...I wanted you to see that."
Miroku eyes shot open. He reached out for Naraku's throat. But was only punched in the face. Naraku laughed.
"You can wait for that though. I have other people to worry about."
Miroku watched as Naraku leaved. He finally got a chance to get out his hidden key. Kagura found a way to make a key to get them out of their shackles. He bent his head towards his sleeve, and used his teeth to get the key. He clentched the key in his teeth, and used his hand to grab it. He bent his wrist in a weird way to get the key in, but suceeded none the less. He freed his hand. He looked at the burn marks. They weren't as bad as he expected. It was ruby red, and bleeding. But it would heal. Then he freed his broken arm. He freed his legs then ran over to Sango. He shook her.
"Sango please wake up. We have to get out of here."
She made a noise. He her purple-brown eyes opened to find herself face to face with Miroku. She gasped. He smiled.
"Miroku...ugh.."
She felt the pain in her stomach return to her. Miroku went to work freeing her. He used his good arm to lower her. He gently placed her on the ground, and used the outside of his robes to cover her. He took out a bottle of something.
"Drink this, it will help the pain subside."
He tilted the drink to her lips, then drank some himself. Sango reached out to touch his face.
"How did you get here..."
"It doesn't matter, I'm here now. I'll get Kagura to take you somewhere safe."
"She can't. I need to be here with you. Please."
"No, you have to go."
"Your hurt too! I won't let you stay here alone!"
"Why, why don't you go."
"Because I...I.."
Sago felt her eyes grow glazed. She looked into his eyes. She licked her lips to speak.
"Because I love you..."
Miroku felt butterflys glide through his system. She captured his lips in a powerful kiss. He kissed back with an intensity more than he ever felt before. He broke it immediatlely.
"No, not yet. Sango we have to escape. We have to get out of here, you can't stay here any long."
Miroku helped her up, but she immediately fell to the ground. He hand went straight to her stomach. She gritted her teeth and moaned. Miroku took out an herb medicine.
"Put this in your wound. I didn't want to use this, but it will heal your wound. But it will be more painful than anything you can imagine. I stole it from Sesshomaru, back when he was the general. He told me its enchanted, and it will heal any wound, but only that one. Take it."
"Can I hold you hand?"
"Of course."
She grasped his hand. Miroku put a hand over her mouth and put her head into his chest.
"We can't let anyone hear you. I need to muffle the sound."
She took out the pasty substance. It smelled as horrible as the pain it brought. She felt her stomach burn. Tears immediately formed in her eyes. She screamed as loud as she could. Her hand squeezed Miroku's more painfully than the shackle burned him. But he kept quiet. She dug her nails into his back. She screamed and more tears formed. She grasped his hand even tighter and dug her nails ever harder. It lasted 10 minutes...
After the wound healed, Sango slowly let go of Miroku. Tears still streamed down her face. She looked at Miroku's hand, it was imprinted with her own. She felt her nails come out of his flesh. She imspected the damage there. Five tiny gashed dotted his back in a sort of semi circle. She gasped, blood leaked out of each.
"Oh Miroku..."
"Its ok, I promise. Come on, we have to get going."
Sango helped Miroku up. He looked around for his staff. And found his proped up against a wall. He sighed in relief and walked with Sango down the stairs. They found Hirakotsu half-way down the stairs, tossed aside from being unable to be used. Sango smiled and picked it up. She grasped Miroku's hand, and shouldered Hirakotsu. They walked down the long halls, trying to find a way to get out.
Kikyo grabbed a quiver of arrows and a bow from Naraku's weapon room. She notched and arrow and shot a target nearby. Bullseye...She smiled with the usual achievement. She teleported to where she suspected Kagome was. She would get that little bitch this time...Being sisters didn't matter anymore. Not to her, and certainly not to Kagome. She touched her forehead and arroved right infront of Kagome.
"Die!"
She casually shot the arrow at Kagome. But Kagome didn't move. She just stood and looked. The arrow whizzed by her head, mising her by an inch. Kagome looked emotionless at Kikyo. Kikyo stood bewildered that she missed. Kagome merely walked over to Mioshika with a solem look on her face. Mioshika gave her the bow and arrows. Kagome took them and set and arrow. Her face remained emtionless.
"Kikyo before you go of trying to kill people. I want you to see something, please."
Kikyo looked at Kagome like she was crazy. Kikyo shot another arrow. Yet again missing Kagome by an inch.
"I'll explian why you can't hit me..."
Kikyo looked confused. Kagome walked back to the glass case. Kikyo shot an arrow as she turned around. This time she grazed her shirt, making a small tear in the fabric. Kagome looked at it and shrugged. She kept walking to the case. But was unable to reach it. Naraku finally made his appearance...
Why can Kikyo shoot Kagome? You'll find out! Also 3 more chapters, I decided to end this at 20 chapters! But the sequel will come out possible the next day. So review!
p.s I got some quotes from me and my best pal alyssa
"Roll that up and smoke it bitch! - Alyssa
"...Your pepper red hair, and what the fuck..."-Me when this guy ran past me when I was talking to Molly about her hair.
"Charlie your a sick little bastard who uses socks for a penis!"-Alyssa
"Hey guess what happened to me today! Well I was looking for a picture...Oh that reminds me I want to show you a picture of this guy who looks just like chuckie the doll!"-Me when my adhd kicked in...
toodles!