Forewarning about the chapter: It gets a bit dark, so fair warning to those who aren't fans of that.
Koga stomped after the other male, fuming at his words, at his own worries instead of the woman that was in dire need of their help and yet by those same words it seemed that the Miko would need emotional aid as well as physical. He yelled after the Hanyou, the male in question ignoring him as he moved quickly away from the wolf. "Mutt! Muuuuutttt!" The broke thru the trees, but even in the presence of their group, his brother turning to look at them as they came closer to the fire. The others were asleep until his final call to Inuyasha. "Now listen here, mother fucking mutt!" he said, his hands curling into fists. The Hanyou turned on him, his eyes flickering in the red blaze behind him. Even in the shadows they seemed to glow.
"Shut up and leave me the hell alone, wolf boy!" he yelled, Rin turning over in the sleeping bag, Miroku opening his amethyst orbs to witness the spat that was happening before him. "I told you what I know and that's all I have to say to you or any fucking else!" He went to turn but Koga was quick, his fist making contact with the silver haired male's face, knocking him into the fire and putting it out. Inuyasha lay there for a second, the heat of the embers warming his skin, but not burning his fire-rat. How many times had Kagome used his very suikan to protect herself at his insistence? How many times had he used that to also scent mark her? "I thought I told you the last time, fucking wolf, that you would only get one Kami damned strike against me," he spat, moving to strike the other male as the others moved away, Miroku grabbing Rin and moving her away from the fray. Sesshomaru watched the two fight, his brows knitting as it went back and forth between the two males. They were such children, his brother and this wolf. Fighting over a toy would be just as immature and yet, here they were fighting over the Miko again. Did his brother not see how the woman idolized him, how she hung onto him even when he went after the dead one?
"Silence you two!" he bellowed, his voice so loud and yet, so low that anyone could hear it and the fact that he was beyond ticked off by their little display. His brother didn't stop at first, his fist connecting again and again with the wolf's face until the silver haired Lord stepped in, burning his brother's wrist with his poison to tear him from whatever was keeping him from hearing and seeing what he was doing. Koga fell back on his ass as he glared up at his foe, his love rival. It was like sparks were crackling between the two even as Sesshomaru glared at the wolf, his hand still burning the flesh of his brother's wrist. It didn't stop the glaring contest, but it did keep them from breaking out in a fight again. "Children, both of you!" he hissed. "Even my ward has better manners than the pair of you and a much better frame of mind too." Rin smiled as she rolled back over, a yawn escaping from her lips as she resumed her sleep. "The Miko would not only kick the shit out of both of you for fighting over her like a fucking possession, but you brother," he said turning his attention to his brother, two pairs of gold meeting in a silent fight. They didn't like each other and that was evident by their constant fights, but Sesshomaru wasn't about to let not only his own ward be disrespectful attitude toward her well being, but the mockery they laid at the Miko's feet by fighting between each other when they should just call a truce as he had to get her back. "It's not like I couldn't take her right out from under the pair of you and she would be better off."
"Why you motherfucker!" Koga growled, Inuyasha throwing his brother a look. He knew the lord wasn't interested in Kagome, but he didn't need to throw it in his face that he wasn't good enough for the woman in question. He was temperamental, a Hanyou, as well as a whole slew of reasons why his brother would make a better mate to the Miko, but he wasn't going to let him ever do that. He wouldn't let anyone claim Kagome because she belonged with him, he would rather die then be without her. Hell, to even think of the fact that if this mysterious mate ever showed up and she did choose the other male, he would be forced to watch her happy with the other male and making more pups to grow their family made him physically sick.
"Now that I have your attention," the demon dog said, throwing a look at the monk to see if he was still awake to witness this conversation and was pleased to see that not only was he awake, but he was sitting up with his staff at the ready. Ha, as if he would have a chance to use it when Sesshomaru would just beat the shit out of the two men if they got into another fight. "There will be no fighting amongst you two and if there is, just know this," he stated as he released his brother's wrist, the mark of his handprint wrapped around Inuyasha's wrist almost completely burnt down into his muscles. Even though he had been holding it the whole time he hadn't been applying his acidy poison the whole time. "I can do that to the both of you, keeping you from ever claiming a mate or pupping them either." The pair blanched as Miroku tried to hold back a laugh. He could only image that pain and that it would hold them in a truce until the demon lord left them. That wouldn't be too long if they could find Naraku and deal with him. He longed for that day as they did, then Sango would finally marry him and his wind tunnel would also be a thing of the past, though in some respects he would miss the cursed thing.
"Shall we get some sleep now?" the monk asked them with a smirk. The two scoffed and went to opposite ends of the clearing, Sesshomaru returning to his post so that three sets of eyes were watching over the campsite.
Kagome hadn't been allowed to sleep at all that day, Naraku keeping her up with his constant check ups, making noise and harassing her in other ways. One example had been just hours after she had come to his castle, creeping in as she was passing out on the wall furthest from the door, her eyes growing heavy from her condition and from the lack of energy from no food. He had crept over to her, watching her as she tried to keep her eyes open, her power locked away by her own hand to protect her children, and had touched her. True, it had only been her hair, running his fingers thru her raven strands, but she had recoiled, kicking out to keep him from her body nonetheless. He had only took a step back, chuckling at her attempt.
"Don't worry, Miko," he said. "I shall have you after you birth my pawns, my princes and maybe a princess to use as well." Her eyes narrowed at him as nausea curdled in her stomach. She hoped that she would bare no girls for that reason now, though she still worried about it if she had sons instead. How many was she having was still up to the fates. Maybe two? She could only hope she only had two or maybe that Sesshomaru was wrong and she was just having one kid, but that would mean that the child would be too strong and that would only lead to disaster. "I hope she is as beautiful and pure as her mother, that would be much more fun." She tried to ignore him, tried to push those words away from her mind, keeping her ears and mind shut to his vile ideas for her babies.
"I would rather die," she spat, her mouth twisting in anger. He had reached out then, grasping her wrists in such a painful hold that she couldn't hold back the cry of pain, her bones feeling like they were breaking as he thrust her against the wall. Her head hit the stones and she could swear there was something dripping down her skull, but she dared not to think about it, afraid that he would only do it again to watch her writher in pain. No, she wouldn't show any more weakness to him since he enjoyed it all too much.
"You will wish your death before you ever reach that relief," he said, moving over her so that his body was straddling hers. "I will make sure that every second you live will be a living nightmare, defiling you over and over at my whim." A pause as his tongue came out to streak across her cheek and up to her ear. "Maybe let the Hanyou that you love so much watch me take your body over and over as he dies just a little inside with every thrust of my body. That sounds like so much pleasure, so much agony between the two of you." With the word he thrust against her, his body pushing against her harder with every movement and she found she couldn't hold it back, even if she wanted to and at this point she didn't. Her vomit landed on his lap and some of it splattered on his face, his lips curling in disgust. He wanted her to suffer and she would make sure that it wasn't all fun and games for him either. If she had to suffer than why couldn't he? "You fucking cunt!" he growled, his hand coming down hard to strike her in the face, her jaw snapping back and her head hitting the wall with one side. She could taste the blood that filled her mouth, but she didn't cry out this time. She would be stronger and he would grow bored with her lack of emotion... or would it only make it all that much worse.
Getting up he walked away, some of the puke rolling off his body and onto her, but she didn't care, smirking at his back with the knowledge that he had thought he had all the control. "Did you enjoy that?" she whispered, a chuckle slipping past her lips as some of her blood leaked out. "Because as vile as it tasted, the victory was all that more sweet." He didn't acknowledge her words with words of his own, or even a look. He stiffened and then stomped out. Ah, one point for me. She felt strange about that weird victory, finding something funny about her predicament, but better than going dark like she was sure he was trying to do. Hell, for all she knew he had been the one to mark her, claim her by another's hand, but his words rang in her head. He knew the father, and this male was coming to her rescue. Why would someone he used be coming to her rescue? She just didn't get it at all, but then again while she didn't know her mate maybe she had met him on her travels at some point. Thinking about it did no good at this moment except make her feel more sick with the headache that was forming behind her eyes. Winching she finally touched her skull, the spot where she had hit the rock and found liquid... Blood came back on her fingers. Wincing she wondered how bad it was. Talking had hurt since he had managed to do enough damage without actually breaking her jaw. That was strange too. Why would he hold back when he only needed her to incubate her babies?
Sango headed out at first light the next morning, her weapon repaired and ready for use, but when she took to the skies she noted that there was darkness in the distance that hadn't been there the night before. No, she would have seen it, but then again, she had been more concerned with taking care of her boomerang than the skies. "Kirara, did you see that last night?" she asked her cat companion. The golden furred fire cat shook her head, narrowing her eyes at the area consumed by the darkness. Hmmmm... Did that aura feel like Naraku, she couldn't tell from where she was, but if it was him then that meant the evil Hanyou had moved away from her group and that worried her. Did they know that he had moved and if so then did they move away from where she had left them? No, they wouldn't leave knowing that she would be coming back that day. Made no sense to uproot the meeting place when she would only be gone for that night, but they knew where her village was so they might come to her if that were the case...
With a single command they moved closer to the spot, the darkness moving toward them with such speed that she wondered if it were alive and was out to attack, but then she noted that there was a figure walking the grounds and it wasn't a male either so that ruled out Naraku's castle having moved. It still was weird that another dark creature would be roaming the world with the same evil aura as the spider demon. He had incarnations though and maybe this was like it had been for the child that he had spawned. He had been kept at a separate location than Naraku himself for the safety of his heart that the child bore so that he could be free of it. That child was gone, disappeared shortly after the last big battle only to be replaced with the seven deadly warriors whom they had also defeated. Did the evil demon have anymore people at his beck and call that were of his own making? Not in the last two battles had the fought anyone that held that same stink of their enemy so there was no telling if he had become disenfranchised with spawning his own pawns or if he were weakening with each one. There was only one way to tell so she continued her flight toward the lone woman, watching for anyone that might pop out of the darkness that now presented itself as miasma the closer that she got. The woman was covered from her head to toe in a hooded robe, her only indication of her sex was her body type that was clear with how tightly the robe clung to her curves, but there was something off about her. She wasn't moving very fast, almost just enjoying a leisurely stroll along the wall of the castle.
Throwing on her mask she finally hit the harsh waves of miasma, the darkness becoming thicker to the point that before she could get close enough to see who the woman was it was as if the castle disappeared before her very eyes, causing her to turn back and retreat. Guess, that will have to wait until I get back to the group. Inuyasha can blow away this shit while I have no way to dispel it. She failed to notice the brown eyes that turned at her retreat, the sad look of the woman who couldn't even see her in the fog of miasma that kept her power down and her body feeling weak. It wasn't as strong around the area she was trekking about, but it was still lingering in the air around her, her nose still getting the downside of it since she couldn't cover it with her chained hands. He had allowed her out this morning, to breath in her captivity as he had put it. Scoffing under her breath she turned to look at the castle. She had no way to escape from this hell and while he had left this morning, probably for another scouting mission for another pawn, she felt little relief. Her hands caressed her small bump, worry that she would be here still when it was time to deliver her babies. After all, he had given little time before they were to be born, the protrusion of her belly a little bigger this morning, as if she were slowly being filled with air like a balloon. She just had to get out of here, but with no power outside and the power that held a punishment inside she was left to wait and hope. That hope would keep her going, right? She had to hope that he would come for her, would take her from this dark place.
No, he won't come, after all you aren't that important to him right now. Maybe in a few months when he's gotten over your betrayal to him. No, she wouldn't think like that! Inuyasha wouldn't leave her here for that long! He may not be happy with her, but he always came to her aid, he had promised to when they had been at his father's grave on the other side, wanting to protect her! That was before Kikyo came to life and even though she is dead he will avenge her. Sango had told her what had happened with the dead Miko, but she didn't know if it was because he wanted to be with her. Sure, he had been mad at her, but Sango had told Miroku why... Though she didn't learn about the reason until later.
He had been upset that she was with child, because as one of his pack he was to pick her mate. She chuckled at that. Like she would let him choose for her when she wanted only one person as her partner, her mate. She wanted him in that role and would never accept another. Scowling she touched the mark still on her skin. Not that she had been given a choice... 'You don't know who your mate is so maybe you liked him...' No, you don't like him, but maybe you imagined that he was someone else... She wanted to strike down the voice in her head. It wasn't right about any of it! Inuyasha wouldn't abandon her! Kikyo held no hold on the Hanyou, a fact that he had revealed by putting her in her place and she wouldn't pretend anyone was her Hanyou... Would she?
"So there you are, my little Miko," came a dark voice from the shadows of the doorway. Kagome took a step back from said doorway as Naraku emerged from the shadows. She glared at him, a warning in her brown eyes that he paid no heed to as he moved toward her, a slow pace that had her backing up even as she didn't want to. There was something in those red eyes that she didn't like, not that she liked him to begin with, but there was something dark brewing those depths for her that would not bode well. "Time to start my plan of defilement." As soon as he said that the skies darkened further as several hundred demons filled the skied with cries of blood lust. "Don't worry. They will not kill you." He laughed darkly at his own statement. "I told you that you would wish for that death while in my detainment, but not until you have outlasted your usefulness."
Screams erupted from her lips unbidden as the flock of demons lay into her flesh, her blood falling around her like rain and scenting the wind with her bittersweet smell as he reached down to coat his finger with the red substance before lifting it to his lips with a moan of pleasure.
Naraku has moved his castle, taking Kagome to a whole new level of darkness, but as he has alluded he has a much darker level in store for her! Will Koga and Inuyasha be able to be mature enough to keep a truce even with Sesshomaru's threat of castration? Stay safe!