AN: Part Two of the "Drabble Series". Enjoy.

Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own Inuyasha. By the way, same goes for chapter one, not that you didn't already know. Just being on the safe side.

At the End of Every Road

Liberated Beast

There was nothing he could say. His heart was ripped out and beaten down. Of all things in the world, why did it have to be the two worst? The loss of both the women who had captured his heart, gone forever. His amber eyes smoldered as he thought of all the unspoken feelings he shared between the both of them. He wanted to apologize for all the pain both had been put through, all the hardships they had to endure.

He couldn't decide if fate was crueler to him or those that came across his path. After all, the only result with any relationship he kept was death.

Sometimes he wondered if it was better to be solitary. Did he really need somebody to guide him along the way? Many years ago, before he had even laid eyes on the priestess known as Kikyou, he reveled in the fact that he was the lone hunter. The only support he could ever want was from himself and himself alone. Even through the times on the night of the new moon he had survived.

So what made him think that after all those countless years of solitude, he needed somebody by his side?

Perhaps it was when one woman dared to say 'I'll always be by your side.'

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The fact that he was always caught between both worlds, that of the demons and that of the humans angered him. It made the blood born of two different worlds burn within him. Neither side was willing to accept him fully. It was either, you become a demon, or you become a human. There wasn't any in between.

And for that, Inuyasha hated society. Its ways were harsh and unforgiving, so he had taught himself to never let his guard down and give sympathy when none was spared for him. Not even the fact that his father was a great, powerful leader and his mother was a renowned princess helped.

'Just the poor, little runt left behind!' Somebody had sneered back in his more wild days. It still stung him cold.

So it was no surprise that when he met Kikyou, he felt accepted and loved for who he was. And when that didn't work out, Kagome appeared. However fate had drawn them far apart, so far away that even time couldn't help. The title of the 'Lone Hunter' seemed appealing now. He cracked his claws, a sad look etched in his amber eyes, though a twisted smile appeared on his face.

He would kill like the monster he was; he'd let the beast finally win.

Without a second glance, he threw aside the Tetsusaiga that sealed his feral blood and let the anger boil within his powerful veins. The energy of the transformation could be felt and he let out a howl. All of his feelings were spilled into it, and he made sure that all of the lands would heed his cry.

His blood red eyes snapped open, fangs bared for any to see. His mind was going into rapture, ignoring all but the instinct to kill. He didn't even care anymore. It was worth it if his mind would be distracted. Anything to get the images of the women he loved out of his mind.

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What once had the potential to be a great being was fading away to the image of a broken down beast, a creature who didn't know its own name or existence.

Nothing made sense anymore and by now it didn't even recall what had happened within the last few weeks of its killing sprees. Its heart was cold and black, only palpitating to the rush of adrenaline. Demon carcasses were scattered all around it, the stench of blood thick in the air. The beast held its head up to the dark clouds, feeling a small droplet of water splash on his cheek. A growl emanated from its throat, deep within. It swayed back and forth, eyes slowly losing focus. The red in its eyes had begun to drain out, as if the rain itself had washed it away. It couldn't fight this anymore. Without a sound, the beast fell into a puddle of muddy water.

Killed as a beast, died as a man.