Chapter 5 - Pain
The demons had backed off. The barrier disappeared. Yet Cyrus continued playing. Her eyes barely open now. Only the glittering on the fallen water drops in the moon light reflected in her eyes bringing the tiny sliver remaining back to life. Her face was now pale as the moon and more worn out than ever. She didn't glance up at Sesshoumaru. As if not even aware he was there.
Sesshoumaru arrived beside her. A human, so sad and mysterious, "What is it that you're waiting for?" Sesshoumaru muttered in the most tranquil voice spoken, yet it still boomed with confidence.
Cyrus didn't flinch, or move the slightest inch. She merely answered his desperate question, "Death," was all she had to say for him to understand.
That was the cue. The surrounding demons seemed to understand her misery and grew restless. They stroke with ferociousness. But Sesshoumaru blocked their pathetic attacks with one wave of his poison ness claws. Demonic flesh scattered all around, as the music continued playing.
The golden glow of his claws gave out an ominous aura. He turned to the maiden. He recognized the same sadness as in his mother when Inutashio was killed. So sad, wondering the earth for answers that will never be found, searching deep within you to find nothing more than emptiness. When nothing more than misery is discovered, life turns into an empty shell with no life to continue. He closed his eyes remembering the last images of his mother, her head bobbing in the shallow swamp.
And dug his claws into her neck.