The Feudal Era Across the Street
Chapter 23: The Mission's End Part I
Kurama and Kilala were floating inches above the barrier. He took a seed from his hair and placed it on the middle of his palm. His energy flowed into the seed, causing vines and demonic flowers to bloom. The vines wrapped around his arm. The blood red flowers lowered themselves onto the barrier.
Kilala watched nervously. The flowers made her anxious. Kurama petted her head, soothingly. The fire cat calmed down a little. They couldn't afford the slightest mistake.
Just as Kurama had suspecting, the barrier was very weak from the very top. The special flowers that were eating away at the barrier were energy suckers. Naraku could supply more of his energy to the barrier, but these flowers never tire from the energy. The more the better.
Now that they had another energy source, instead of Kurama, they grew larger much faster and were hungry for more. A surge of energy crossed through the barrier. It lashed out at Kurama and Kilala. They back away slightly, but the flowers were so large now that they could be yards away and it would still be able to suck energy.
Kurama told Kilala to back away slightly if another surge came. The flowers were now inching their way to rest on the barrier. Kurama let them. They landed on the ground next to the others.
"That's a big flower," commented Sango.
"Watch, it will get bigger," replied Kurama.
It was as if a garden was growing atop the barrier. The vines were inching themselves down to touch the ground. It planted its roots in the ground. The flowers were now different colors.
"The more energy they suck, the petals change color. You see, they are now a bright yellow," explained the red head. "The newer flowers that formed are still a red color. Soon they'll be orange and then yellow like the rest."
Another surge of energy came. It lashed out near the roots. It cut them. Yusuke, Kuwabara, Miroku, and Sango gasped.
"Just watch," said Kurama.
The vines began mending themselves. Only a few flowers perished from the attack, but it made no difference. The plant was still growing at an incredibly fast rate. About three flowers took the place of each flower lost. Cutting them only made it worse.
"That is some plant," said Yusuke.
"It will die soon," said Hiei.
"What?" asked Kuwabara.
"He's right. This type of plant doesn't last very long outside of demon world. The air is much to different for it. It can't adapt for very long. Once it dies, Yusuke will need to use his Spirit Gun to destroy the barrier before it's too late," said Kurama. "Once all the flowers turn pink, that's when we'll strike."
"Won't it suck up my Spirit Gun?" asked Yusuke.
"It only feeds on demon energy. Human energy is nothing to it."
Inuyasha, Kagome, Botan, and Shippo stared at the strange sight. It was a giant mass of vines and flowers.
"What the hell is that?" asked Inuyasha as he came to a stop.
"I'm pretty sure Kurama did that," said Botan.
"And what exactly is that?" asked Kagome.
"Seems to be one of his plants, and by the shape it's taking, it looks like it's covering a dome of some sort," replied the grim reaper.
"A dome?" repeated Shippo.
Realization hit Inuyasha. "Naraku's barrier."
Inuyasha went off into a full sprint. Botan began flying at full speed to catch up with the half demon.
They watched patiently for the very last flower to turn pink. Then, it changed colors. It was a bright pink. A large cloud of pollen was puffed out by each flower. The wind carried it away.
"Now, Yusuke," said Kurama.
Yusuke nodded and raised his arm. A look of determination appeared as he said, "Spirit Gun!"
A bright blue orb sailed towards it. The vines and flowers immediately disintegrated. Then it hit the barrier. The weakened barrier attempted to stop the attack, but it was useless. The Spirit Gun broke through it and the rest of the barrier came collapsing down.
"That was a piece of cake," commenedt Yusuke.
"Get down!" yelled Sango.
"Huh?" The spirit detective turned around. A horde of demons came flying out. They attacked them.
Sango threw her hirakotsu and Kilala bit threw the masses. Miroku used his staff. (Naraku's insects were mixed in as well.) Kuwabara and Hiei used their swords, while Kurama used his whip, and Yusuke senselessly punched his way through the crowd.
With their combined efforts, the demons were no match for them. A pile of mutilated corpses surrounded them. The air was thick with the smell of blood.
They entered the premises. It was eerily quiet.
"We need a plan," said Miroku.
"I got one, we find Naraku, rip his head off, and grab the jewel," said Yusuke.
Kuwabara hit him.
"Hey!"
"Well, would you look at that. We have company, Kanna."
"That's Kagura," said Hiei, eyes narrowed.
A small girl was next to her. She was very pale, and her hair was white. She had no pupils, and she was carrying a mirror.
"Whoa, who knew there were albino demons," commented Kuwabara.
"I got a plan," whispered Sango.
They leaned in to listen. "Yusuke, Hiei, go find Naraku." Hiei smirked. He like this plan. Yusuke crack his knuckles. This was going to be fun. "Kuwabara, Kurama, take care of these two." They nodded.
"What about you and Miroku?" asked Kuwabara.
"Don't worry, we're going to find Kohaku."
Kuwabara was going to ask who Kohaku was, but Miroku said, "Her brother."
Everyone went their separate ways. Kurama whispered to Kuwabara, "Please don't let your honor code get in the way of this fight."
"Don't worry. I'll pretend they're guys."
Kurama gave him an odd look. "Whatever works for you."
CrazyDreamerGirl: Thank you all for being so patient. I've been a bad author, haven't I? Sorry! Now that it's summer, hopefully the updates will come faster. Sorry about the short chapter, but it's either that or wait. (Mini note: made up flower)
And I'm sure you can tell by the chapter title that the story is coming to an end. I'm so sad. I love this story! Now, to thank the reviewers:
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