"Hehehehehe, just die Kaname, you've been asking for this for a long time."
"Wha- Who is there who are you, what do you want," I called out but all I could hear was a shrill laugh that rang out in my ears. "Who's there, someone! Anyone! Who the hell are you, what do you want!"
"Your power, now die your half-breed," the voice called, but this time I could distinguish it. It was female, high and daunting, not anyone I knew. I tried to wake up, the darkness was enveloping me in such a frightening way that I felt myself shaking. Where am I? What do I do? I tried wrapping my arms around my body, feeling the panic start to rise in my system, but before I could do so I felt strong bonds tug on my arms, holding me still.
"What is this?!" I screamed as something pulled my hair down and them another something pulled me to the ground, landing on my head. A scream of agony let out so loudly, which I then realized was mine. I kicked and pushed, desperately trying to be free of the arms gripping me tightly. I couldn't see anything, the blackness blinding me from anything.
"Come on Kaname, just give up you can't ever win." My mind then went in alert as I soon recognized that malicious voice, whispering in my ear. Naraku! Anger then began to course itself in my mind.
"Damn you, you thing I'll never give up," I yelled feeling a sudden warmth surging itself throughout my body, shaking tremendously. "Die you bastard." Suddenly a red light released from my body swirling around and around, the arms immediately disappearing their grip on my form.
Castle Hallway
"AAAAHHH," I gasped opening my eyes in alarm, gasping for oxygen as if I had just escaped from a tank of water, my lungs bursting through my ribcage from the controtion.
"Are you well, you've been still for awhile now." I flinched at the voice and turned my head, finding my face inches from the masked man from earlier his blackish brown eyes staring down mine, edged with concern. I flinched back, surprised at the close proximity.
"Wha- what happened? Where am I? Why am I here? Where are my friends?" I turned my head, trying to assess my already swirled and unraveling surroundings, but I then felt a slam of dizziness hit me, as if I had just been run over or something. I bent over, my hands trying to message my temples; I already could feel the beginnings of a headache coming in. "Agh," I groaned miserably, completely negligent of my surroundings as the headache started to pounded more profusely.
"I'd take it slow if I were you, the demon seemed to have put you in a trance of some kind," the masked man said above her head calmly. "Good thing your friends killed him, otherwise I think you would be dead by morning with how pale you were getting."
"Dammit," I muttered as I felt the curl of nausea in the pit of my stomach. I put my face over my hands, sighing deeply in frustration. "That Naraku is going to pay, damn him to hell." The masked man didn't respond to this, instead he seemed to merely wait for my next move. I glanced at him briefly before realizing that he was indeed carrying me in his arms as if it was nothing. What the hell, I thought as I started to squirm from his grip. "Put me down I can walk," I said in a low voice, pushing at his chest to give him the message. He looked at my face, his eyes searching for something, I don't know what though. He pondered for a few more seconds, before moving on to walk down the hallway of the castle.
"Hey did you not hear what I just said," I yelled, moving my legs, stomping my fists on his chest, putting as much force as possible. Unfortunately, due to the weird spell that demon put me on, it didn't put as much of an impact as I wanted. Dammit, why do I feel so damn weak, I thought, struggling some more. He seemed unfazed by my struggles and continued on, giving me a patronizing look that made my blood boil over. Growing annoyed I began to shout at him at the top of my lungs, pushing at his chest with more of my already low amount of strength. "Hey can you hear or not, you bastard I said put me down!"
"Stop being such a child, you can barely function," he snapped at me, his eyes narrowing down at me dangerously. I restrained myself from flinching at his sudden glare, not wanting to give him the satisfaction that he unnerved me. Pushing down the guilty feeling, I retorted with anger, aggravated that he would dare pull the child card.
"Don't pull that crap on me, what the hell happened? Why are you bothering to carry me? How did I end up here?!"
"I'M NOT SURE, NOW WILL YOU SHUT UP," he screamed, his grasp tightening on me.
"Why should I, I have a right to know! Don't you dare yell at me, you think that is suppose to indimidate me or something," I screamed grasping him by the collar lowering his head to my eye level. His dark eyes scorched darker in anger at this, his face developing a deeper frown. "Now what happened," I hissed through clenched teeth, barely containing my already flaming anger. I shook at his collar to quicken an answer, but he merely gave a suspicious glance towards it. He glared down at my figure, assessing whether there was something wrong with me. I could almost taste the distaste in his expression. "Well?"
"It seems there was a demon called Naraku here about to collect you from the dungeons, but I came when I felt his presence on the castle. I let your friends take care of the demon that attacked you, he was only the distraction it seemed," he added, shaking off my grip on him. He turned away and continued walking down the hall, his eyes glued ahead. "Your friends came in but I don't know what happened to them, Naraku seemed too keen on taking you, it was quite annoying having to fight him while carrying you, your quite heavy."
I punched him in the shoulder, though not hard enough. He smiled at this, as if a kid had just pated him or something.
"Kaname!"
"Kaname-san!"
Spooked I looked over the masked man's shoulder towards the voices and saw Inuyasha, Miroku, Sango, Kagome, and Shippou running towards us.
"You guys," I said, relief washing over me as I saw that they were all unhurt. The masked man turned to face them all, his eyes blank at the sight of them.
"Kaname," Kagome shrieked running up to me, grabbing my hand in a death-like grip. "Are you all right, we were afraid that Naraku had taken you." I looked over and spotted Shippou sitting over her shoulder, his little face trenched with concern.
"Kaname, you look terrible, you're as pale as a ghost, are you ok?" Shippou jumped off Kagome and came onto my shoulder, staring at my face intently as if looking for something else wrong with it. I patted him on the head, smiling at him encouragingly.
"I feel fine," I lied pushing at the masked man's chest again. "You can let me go now," I muttered giving him a dirty look. His eyebrows lifted at this but he didn't budge.
"Kaname, you don't look well are you sure you aren't hurt," Miroku asked approaching them as well.
"No…nothing too serious…" I answered, a little surprised at the monk's concern but I did not show it, as I suddenly became very nervous having the masked man still carrying me. "Will you put me down now," I hissed smacking him on the shoulder with as much force as possible.
"Are you sure you can even walk, that spell you were put under almost killed you, I wouldn't rush things, especially for a half-demon like you." My head snapped up at this. This is the fourth time someone has called me that, what's going on?
"What do you mean half-demon? Why do you insist on calling me that?" The masked man didn't respond his mind deep in thought. Why that smug, annoying asshole, I thought angrily, my patience reaching its tippoint. "Well what did you mean," I shouted. I was getting fed up with his lack of responsiveness, it was just as irritating as Miroku's constant flirting.
Without warning he put me to my feet, to which I was grateful, I didn't like being so near him. I don't know what it was exactly, his appearance, his personality, or his irksome habit or ignoring people, but there wasn't anything normal about this man. It's as if, I thought pondering on his aura. It's as if there is something surrounding him, like there is a cloak of something separating him from the rest of us.
"Your friend seems dilarious, all she has been doing since she woke up is shout and annoy me, you should watch over her." What! Why you asshole!
"What did you say," I said yelling, lifting my fist about to punch him. Miroku, as if sensing what I was about to do, reached over between us his back facing the masked man. He put his hand on my shoulder, his other hand lifted up, asking for peace.
"Now please you two, you mustn't fight, you are still weak Kaname," he said in a weak voice, laughing slightly as if he heard some pleasant joke. My body started to shake tremendously. I put my fist down and gave Miroku a fathomable look, making him flinch slightly.
"Kaname, calm down already," Inuyasha said, his voice feigning disinterest. I grunted, glaring daggers at the masked man's direction. He was looking at me with a blank clearity in his eyes.
"Your half-demon, can't you sense the aura around you," he said nodding his head at my direction. "Clearly you can sense it, the power." The power? I gave a quizzical look, confused at what he was saying. He sighed, rubbing his head in impatience. "What a simpleton you are."
"Hey shutup!"
"If you clear your head for a second, you can sense it in yourself just as you saw it in me. I saw the way you looked at me, I know you can see my presence."
"All I can know for sure, is that your not hear," I said narrowing my eyes at him, looking him from head to toe. "Like your cloaked in something. Something dark?" He nodded walking up to me and Miroku.
"I'm not half-demon, I am the descendent of one from generations ago, my guess considering the amount of power I can sense in you, your probably like your friends here," he said gesturing towards Inuyasha. Inuyasha said nothing, his yellow eyes lost, deep in thought. It's probably Naraku, I thought, shocked that he was so quiet at a time like this.
"I'm taking my leave now, careful not to let that power get the better of you," he said turning around and walking away.
"What do you mean," I asked, my core suddenly gripping my body with fear. Get the better of me?
"I mean don't be foolish, your powers will release from moments of stress or excitement. It's bundled inside you, like a leaking package ready to burst, you have to learn to use it." And with that he disappeared into the night, leaving me in my dread and fear.