Fan Fiction Title: A shift of destiny
Author: Soliloquys
Disclaimer: Hiten nor any of the characters in my fanfiction aren't mine, all belong to Rumiko Takahashi.
Chapter 6: Revival of Manten
Kagome watched from the thunder cloud as Hiten stepped on with the enourmous cadaver of his brother cradled against him. They had traveled back to the dreary castle smothered in mist to retrieve the corpse and take it somewhere. Obviously the thunder god had gone back to the battlefield while she was unconscious. That would explain how he had that flower whenever she woke up. The heavy body was dumped off next to her, and she only had to catch a glimpse of it to nearly retch. His body didn't appear to be rotting, but it surely had a bilious odor wafting about it, and his pupils were rolled up into the back of his head left to only show the whites of his eyes between those narrow slits. Gripping her knees, she felt her stomach lurch up towards her chest but she quickly swallowed, turning away.
Softly settling down next to Manten, Hiten watched the girl keep her head turned in the other direction. Turning the corpse over so his large belly was shown, he glanced at the girl again, a frown displayed on his face. Her face was obstructed at that certain angle, and her touseled lochs clung heavily to her cheeks. Apparently she wished not to see the dry decaying slit InuYasha had given his dearest brother.
While trying to swallow down the sensation to retch at the smell, she choked on a yelp whenever the back of her head was gripped tightly and suddenly her face was no more than an inch away from the wound in which she dreaded to even think of, both her mouth and nose taking in the pugnant air. For days she hadn't eaten, and for once this was a good thing; nothing had come up this time, and gag after gag was dry. Yet some sort of unconsciousness forced her to quell the heaving sounds whenever Hiten spoke fourth, growling. "Open your eyes and look down upon the maimed carcass your friend turned my precious brother into!"
Yanking her head off to the side and out of his grasp, a full-fledged glare threatened of a rare retort that was about to come. From his hands came a few strands of ebony hair that had been pulled out, but quickly they fluttered off in the wind as they were moving by now. "You're so repulsive! I would never do such a thing to you!"
Instead of lashing out at her, he smirked upon the thought of InuYasha's body. "Even if you had the power to do so, I would savor the taste and smell of his charcoaled remains--merely a trophy of my victory."
Her eyes narrowed, and her body trembled as she released her reply in a lower tone. "You're a monster... I would never be of assistance to you..." The eyes she glared into did not seem to take this badly but rather as a compliament, and his lids lowered, the deep crimson slits keeping a malevolent composure.
A hand slipped up to her neck, and upon his touch she froze. He appeared to know that he would impress such a reaction upon her, and a grin seized his lips. "But you will be, and very soon enough. I can be very convincing, you foolish human wench..." She had noted, through her sudden flux of terror that he had gestured down to the body of Manten laid out between them with a simple descending nod. Immediately it was clear to her, although he had not spoken of detail on the matter. Her unique abilities would be used for the revival of Manten through the jewel shards.
Her body was shoved back, and the thunder god settled down again, looking down upon his brother in adoration with one hand settled gently upon his head. Then he turned away, seeming to be thoughtless due to the carefree expression on his face. But this hadn't landed her in any better of a position. Manten would be brought back to life; what InuYasha took from Hiten would be given a second chance, but what about her companion who had also lost his life?
She felt depressed about this sudden swerve of unfairness--that the wrongdoing side would be given this exception of life. Nostalgia mixed with the ever sensation to throw up, for now the hunger raging through her empty body forgotten. In the distance, she knew a long and abusive journey was to come. Unsafe expectations of her were about to be put to use, and through all of this, the helplessness of her situation weighed her down so much that she did not respond to the warming comfort of the sunshine that enveloped her.
( Oh my readers. I am so sorry about this extensive wait for my next update. I was hindered by so many things. I hope you'll forgive me! Anyhow, I've noticed that this story is sort of told through the viewpoint of Kagome, mostly. If you don't like that, say something about it. Otherwise, look for another update in about a month. Heh heh! n-n; )