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A reason to live. Epic Battle

"NO!" Kagome screamed in anguish as she watched her mother shoved onto her knees, then stabbed again and again.

She tried to reach her, to throw herself in front of the blade but something kept her back. Looking down both her wrist and ankles were shackled to the cement floor, the chain's so short that there was barely enough slack to sit up and even then she was forced to hold her hands close to the floor. For a few seconds she continued to stare at the bonds but upon hearing the sicking 'slick' of the blade entering her mother she was brought out of her stupor. Desperate now she began to do the only thing she could think of to do, fight. Pulling with all her might against the solid shackles did nothing but cause deep cuts in her wrists which soon began to bleed profusely. The blood ran down her arms forming a shallow puddle where she sat, and on more then one occasion caused her to slip forward as she used her legs to help propel her forward, in a vain attempt to try and break free. Desperate because her attempt was not working and she could not pull free Kagome began to claw at the links in the chain. Soon bloody nubs were all that remained of her finger nails. Yet despite the pain and obviousness that she would never be able to get free Kagome continued her onslaught, pulling, tearing and clawing at the chains all in a vain attempt to gain freedom and run to her mother's side. "Momma! No! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" she screamed out.

Mrs. Higarashi just turned to face her daughter, staring as the dagger plunged into her chest again and again. With each strike more blood ran free until soon a large puddle had formed at her feet. Her eyes were glazed over like glass; they showed no emotion just a vast emptiness. Like the women that had once been there, so happy and carefree was now gone, replaced by a doll, a shadow of the person who it once was. The only way you could tell that she was even alive were by the thin lines of tears, that cut through the grime that covered her face and body.

But for a brief second the women returned and the pain that showed within her eyes hurt Kagome deeply, but not as deep as the words she whispered. "Why Kagome?" the hurt, confusion and heartache in those two words would forever been etched into her memory. There was so much pain within them, so much fear that Kagome didn't even know how to answer her.

Before she even had a chance to even begin to explain Mrs. Higarshi returned to the shadows and her body finally gave out. With a splash she fell into the puddle of blood formed beneath her, and with a final tear shed Mrs. Higarashi at last closed her eyes, never to open them again.

"No," she whispered trying to deceive herself into thinking what was plainly in front of her was in fact not a dream but a horrible nightmare. "No… NO!" it couldn't be true she couldn't have died, her mother was to strong to go down like that to full of life it wasn't true it didn't happen this was all a dream just a horrible dream. Then as if she had been splashed with cold water Kagome bolted up, back into the waking world, one that was not much better than what she had just escaped from.

The smell of mold and mildew was overpowering, and from her current setting it was easy to see why. Some how she had been taking to what she could only guess was a small, abandoned temple, torn and faded cushions were strewn across the stone floor. the walls were made of wood now rotten and weak with age, the roof was nonexistent have the temple was covered in planks of wood with must have at one point been the roof. The only thing that seemed to be in any sort of good condition was the huge stone statue of Buddha, who sat cross legged, hands making the sign of prayer, along with the two guards that stood on each side. Each held a shield and rusted sword but even through the many years the 3 statures seemed untouched except for the thick layer of dust which covered them. It was so easy to see that even in such poor condition that at one time the temple must have been beautiful, but now with out it's tenets it had fallen to ruins.

"So you're finally awake,"

Hearing that voice sent shiver's down Kagome's back and fear into her stomach. She could feel the sweat running down the side of her temples and yet made no move to wipe it away. Something inside made her think that maybe if she didn't answer then the voice would go away and this too would be a bad dream and she would soon wake up safe and sound in her bed.

Looking around Kagome tried to figure out where the voice was coming from but there were too many dark corners in the temple which made it impossible to tell. "Did you have a bad dream? You were screaming you know something about your mother?"

"No, I was dreaming about killing you and getting revenge for what you did," A great sadness swept through her at that moment as the realization that her mother was really gone was brought back into perspective. But it was quickly smothered by the fire hot anger which took its place when she remembered who caused it.

Suddenly Kikyo appeared kneeling down right in front of Kagome. Pointing down at her wrist and ankles the simply stated. "You are in no position to say such things little girl"

It was true because attacked to each ankle and wrist was an iron shackle and a very small length of chain. If she wanted Kikyo could kill attack and she would be helpless to stop it. Bring her gaze up she looked Kikyo directly in her eyes. "You're a coward; you don't even give people a chance to defend themselves,"

Kikyo's eyes narrowed dangerously, as she grabbed hold of Kagome's chin. "When all is said and done dead is dead. You would still be dead if I poisoned, suffocated or stabbed you. So it doesn't matter in what way I kill you because in the end the result is always the desired one."

As soon as Kikyo had taken hold of Kagome's chin she had to fight her repulsion and the urge to shake her head free. Instead she focused her powers towards her chin the reaction was instant. She felt the flow of power change and gather where Kikyo's hand was.

"Ahg," Screeched Kiyo as she released her hold on Kagome's chin. The smell of burning flesh made both cough and gag. Looking down at her painfully, blistering hand Kikyo snarled. "You'll wish you never did that,"

Standing up she began to back away slowly, stopping when she was about 10 feet away. "Say good bye to your power's Miko,"

Reaching up she grabbed hold of a pendent that hung around her neck and with one sharp tug broke the small silver chain it hung from. Clasping it between the palms of her hands, she took a deep breath closed her eye's and began to chant; in a language that Kagome couldn't understand.

As soon as Kikyo had closed her eyes Kagome took advantage of her lack of attention to try and get free from the shackles. Raising her left wrist she began to hit it violently against the shackles on her right wrist. Sparks flew with each strike but did nothing more then that.

Kagome was distracted from her escape attempt when a black light shot down on to Kikyo, yet as if she hadn't even noticed anything she continued to chant. As she chanted a small stream of blackness broke away from her body and like a glowing black snake it slithered along the floor. Directly towards the helpless Kagome.

Kagome panicked and tried to back away as the shadow drew closer and closer, but she could move no more then 2 or 3 inches back because the shortness of the chains. Just before the shadow would hit her it stopped. Rising her head Kagome looked at Kikyo, she was still chanting but it was growing louder and louder with each syllable.

Panic began to rise within her chest and nothing she could do to suppress it. Her heart began to beat painfully with her chest as her breathing became heavy and erratic. Hot tears gathered within the corners of her eyes but no matter how much they burned or how much she wanted them to spill she would not let them. Crying would give Kikyo a great deal of satisfaction. She had cried when ever she was beat before, but this time she would not cry it would refuse her a little satisfaction a little pleasure and right now, it was all she could do.

Kikyo's eye's suddenly shot open, and when they did the black light completely consumed the dark miko causing her whole entire body to glow with the tainted light. As soon as the light landed she stopped chanting and the black shadow raced forward to Kagome.

The second that the black light touched her skin it became ice cold, so cold that it started to burn. Kagome had to fight the urge to scream as the shadow began to make it's way up her legs and towards her chest, but before moving up the shadow would cover every part of her body, freezing and burning all the same. The shock and pain had long ago stolen her breath away and now, no matter how hard she tried she could not break hold of the grip it had on her lungs. her mind screamed at her to breathe, her lungs ached for air, sharp needles dug into her side as if trying to make her gasp and breathe in. yet no matter how much her body screamed, and how much she willed it she could not take in the life giving air. The shadow once again began climbing up, but the burning was now replaced with a tingling sensation as her muscles failed from lack of oxygen for a few blissful moments she felt no pain. Until, that is the shadow reached her neck, as soon as it touched the nerves at the base of her neck the pain was so intense that it forced her to gasp and in doing so caused her to take in a small but truly life giving breath of air.

With in seconds the shadow had encased her entire body but to Kagome it felt like it had been a life time. Desperately she tried to call upon her powers, but the familiar tingling she felt was gone replaced by what could only be described as fire beneath her skin, and calling towards them made the fire burn brightly the pain only subsided when she released her grasp upon them but, even then the relief was mild.

Then the worst part hit. It was like thousands of fish hooks had dug into her skin and each one was pulling her in a different direction like they were trying to pull her very skin away from her body. Black dots danced in front of her vision, sending her senses reeling. Kagome could feel the tears forming in her eye's, yet she was determined not to cry so instead she did the only other thing she could do, scream.

With Sesshomaru

Anger fueled Sesshomaru as he ran through the dense forest. Ignoring the branches as they cut into his skin, and the blood that tickled his skin as it ran free from the shallow cuts. They didn't hurt more so they were an annoyance distracting him from running faster and getting closer to Kagome.

In his mind Sesshomaru berated himself for not running faster, for not figuring out what was happening, he should have been there he could have saved her. The guilt for failing her made him only angrier, it wasn't only his fault it was the fault of the person who dared to take her, they would pay dearly for what they have done. There wou8ld be no mercy for the ones that hurt his Kagome. His death would be slow and painful, he would show no sympathy for the bastard no matter how much he begged and pleaded. Every so often he would get worked up, and force him self to calm down, it wouldn't do for him to use up all his energy before he got to her. Stopping, he took a deep breath of air, just to be sure that he was on the right path, as soon as he had separated Kagome's unique scent from the smells of the forest he felt himself begin to calm down. There was no fear, or blood (her powers would have healed the wound) in the scent, this meant that she must have still be unconscious. He would know in a second if she was awake of not, the time that they had spent together had burned the scent into his brain and he knew what every minute scent change would mean. Like is she was worried then her scent would have more sweat in it from her heart beating faster, if she was afraid then it would become slightly more salty from unshed tears, and if she was happy it became more like a light spring rain, every breath would be like a cool glass of water refreshing and cool. The knowledge that she was unharmed, gave him a small amount of comfort at least she wasn't afraid at least she was resting.

The forest came to an abrupt end and Sesshomaru found himself standing in a large clearing, with an old rundown temple in the center. He wanted to run to the temple and free Kagome, without the dense foliage of the forest he could easily tell that it was where she was being held. But common sense made him slow down and go forward at a cautious walk, he would know in a second if she was being harmed. And with the forest gone he was also able to catch the scent of the ones who had taken her. Taking in deep breaths he separated and analyzed each individual scent.

The first one he recognized almost at once, it was close to Kagomes, light and feminine, the only difference between the two was the unmistakable amount of smoke that this one was encased in. He had always hated the smell of Kikyo; it left a nasty bitter taste in his mouth when ever he was close to her.

The smell of filth overcame almost everything in the next scent. It wasn't the kind cause by being dirty it was from someone with a disgusting soul and mind. It took a couple of seconds before he could dig beneath the dirt and uncover the unique twist that would identify the owner. But soon he had accomplished the task and the smell that almost matched that of a rat came through and he was able to identify it as Muso. His scent was almost intertwined with Kagome's meaning that he was the one who was carrying her.

Last came the scent of a spider. It was very faint, and would have been undetectable if he had known scent. But it was a knew one to him, because it was not simply the scent of a spider but a spider demon. He had never before smelt the scent of a spider demon but now that he had he hated it more than anything else in the world.

A small breeze rippled through the clearing, as it reached Sesshomaru he froze. It carried with it the unmistaken able smell of fresh blood and fear, and to his horror it was coming from Kagome. He wanted to run to her to stop who was ever hurting her but experience stopped him from bolting, if he were to run he could run into a trap and then there would be nobody to save her. In attempt to keep the scent away he opened his mouth and began to breathe through it instead, but his sensitive nose wouldn't let him get away with it so easily and even though it lessened he would still smell it.

A shrill and pain filled scream cut through the quiet of the clearing, immediately Sesshomaru identified it as Kagomes. Feeling his will snap he bolted towards the temple, determined to rip the heart out of who ever was hurting Kagome.

He hadn't taking more then 10 strides before running into something and was he was sent flying backwards, landing back first roughly on to the ground. He hadn't even picked himself up when a cold laughter echoed through the air. "Ku ku ku, Sesshomaru I've been waiting,"

Only after he had picked himself up did Sesshomaru realize that he had run full force into a demon barrier. Growling deeply, he scanned the area for the one responsible for the barrier. Yet even with his heightened Sensed he couldn't locate the creator. The air now smelled only of the forest, and the sounds of animals and the rustling of leaves were all that could be heard. The only proof that there was anybody near by was the subtly glowing Barrier which he now realized stood around the temple.

"Your here to save the Miko, correct?" It was more of a statement then a question.

Sesshomaru strained his hearing in attempt to find the location the voice was coming from but it was no use. It was like it was being spoken from everyone at once, he would focus on an area just to hear it louder on the opposite side. "Where is Kagome? If she's harmed so help me, I will rip your living heart out," There was not enough venom in the entire world to match the toxicity those words carried.

"Don't toy with your self dog. You know that she is harmed, even you would have smelt the blood, and I would be greatly disappointed if you hadn't. And since you cannot even find me I have a hard time believing that you can actually harm me."

"Come out and I'll make you believe," Bring his right hand in front of him he flexed the muscles, grinning as the joints in his fingers cracked as they were stretched.

"You shouldn't say words that you'll soon regret." From out of no where a giant cyclone of purple fumes flew down from the sky, hitting the ground so hard it made the earth shake and dispersing as soon as it hit. Dispersing into a fog of thick toxic fumes. "You wanted to fight me Sesshomaru, and then come at me." As the words were spoken a tall figure stepped out from with the center of the gas.

Sesshomaru didn't waste a second, the moment he saw the outline he attacked claws extended and ready to strike with deadly permission. Only to be thrown back yet again by another barrier.

"You fool do you really think that I would not protect myself?" He said, making no attempt to hide the amusement from his voice.

"Bastard," Grunting, he hauled himself to his feet once more. 'That's why I can't find him; he's hidden with in another barrier.'

"My name is Naraku," a figure emerged from the purple fog, he was tall and slim built with long black hair that was held out of his face by a ponytail on the top of his head which reached to his mid back. Red eyes adorned with thin line of purple eye shadow served to gives his eyes and sharp look, his thin lips were curved into a cruel smirk. He wore all black, from the cargo pants, to the turtle neck to the ankle length trench coat that finished the ensembles.

A sharp gust of wind blew through the clearing, clearing away almost all of the gas. With god like speed he shot at Sesshomaru, sharp and deadly claws extended and aiming for his neck.

Sesshomaru didn't even have a chance to react before he was struck.

With Kagome and Kikyo

Clenching her teeth tightly together Kagome desperately fought back the urge to scream again. The pain was intolerable, and it wasn't lessening like most would have by this point. Most times her body would have built up a resistance t the pain like in the case of the many times she was beaten up. This time it was different though, it never dulled down instead it shot wave after wave of pain through her body. It made each second seem like a thousand years, breathing took all her effort, she had to will herself to breath in and out, and finally when ever see managed the simple action it only gave a small amount of precious air. She didn't know how much longer she would be able to endure the pain the toll on her body and mind was too great for anyone man or beast to last long. She willed herself to just give in, to end the pain and pass into the bliss that only death could offer her. But it seemed that even that was kept from her. Blackness seeped into the corners of her eyes, causing black dots to dance in front of her. At times it seemed like the inky blackness would take her, but then at the last moment a shot of pain would shoot up her bones and instead of bring the black closer it would retreat, constantly caught in a back and forth moment like waves on a beach, always so close but in the end always retreating. It soon became clear that there would be no retreat; this time there was no black to carry her away and steal her pain.

Muso couldn't stand to watch, as Kagome suffered in front of him. His heart ached to pull her back from the black that had consumed her body, but he knew the price for such an act would be his life. Instead he just turned away, shut his eyes and covered his ears trying to block out her gasps of pain. Hoping that she would survive with her body unmarred.

Kikyo watched happily as Kagome suffered, but to her displeasure she knew that all good things had to come to an end. Taking a deep breath, slowly she made the correct hand signs to end the spell, making sure to move slowly through each movement slowly to draw out as much enjoyment as possible. When at last she had completed the movement, the black slowly fell from Kagome's body and slinked back towards her carrying with it a glowing pink tinge. Just before it reached her it stopped and began to form a small mound and more arrived. Once the tale end had joined back with the main portion the black began to twist and mold it's self into a shape. In just a minute the process was complete and the finished product rested just a few feet in front of her.

Kagome felt empty as if she had lost part of her very soul, as the black had seeped away it had taken with it all the warmth in her body. Leaving her cold and weak as she lay on the temple floor. It took her body everything it had left just to breath, so weak was her body that it didn't even have the ability to shiver under the intense cold. Her stomach felt un easy as she thought 'What did she do to me?' The failure swirl off power that was forever constant under her skin had all but vanished, leaving her alone and afraid. She felt her stomach jolt as she realized just what had happened to her. Shito, her power, her very essence had been ripped from her. It was at that moment for the first time in her life that Kagome felt truly and utterly alone.

Kneeling down Kikyo inspected the figuring in front of her. It was about the size of a base ball easy too fit in to the palm of her hand, and in the shape of a dog. It had its ears pinned back, and mouth open and lips drawn back showing sharp and deadly fangs. It stood like it was ready to lunge and attack at any moment. Even though it was an inanimate object it sent shivers down Kikyo's back just looking at it. "So... you have a dog for a spirit? Not surprising a mutt with a mutt it's a perfect match." In one swift movement she snatched up the figure and went over to where Kagome lay helplessly sprawled on the floor, still gasping for breath.

Placing the dog in front of Kagomes face she made sure that the girl could see it clearly. "This here my dear Kagome, is all your magical powers. Amazing how something so small can hold something so powerful. You know not only are your powers encasing in here, but at least half of your soul is in there too." Kikyo grinned with satisfaction at the look of fear that showed in Kagome's eyes at the news. 'Do you feel weak? Cold perhaps? I suggest you get used to it because this is how you will feel for the rest of your life. Now you just a pathetic girl with neither a family nor a soul.

Tears silently glided down Kagome's cheeks, and she was helpless to stop them, and even so she made to effort to. It was true she was alone now, there was nobody to go home to, and no mother waiting with open arms to support her, temporarily making the outside world didn't exist. No Souta to play and fight with, and now more of Jou Chan's myths and legions to sit through. Her home was gone and along with it the one thing she had always had, whenever she felt alone the warmth under her skin had always reassured her that she wasn't truly alone. At least not until now. Now Kagome Higarashi was gone, replaced by an empty shell, a shadow of the former person she once was.

Snatching the dog Kikyo stood. "Muso you can come out now it's over,"

Kagome watched as another pair of shoes silently joined Kikyo's. Unable to lift her head she listened to the conversation as it took place above her.

"Muso you've done your part, now take this thing and leave,"

"I can't," Muso's voice was a huge contrast to Kikyo's cold, emotionless voice.

"What do you mean you can't?" Demanded Kikyo.

"Naraku has put a barrier around the temple, were trapped here for the time being."

"What!" scream Kikyo then after a pause she continued in her normally cold voice. "Fine you stay here, do what ever you want to the girl, she won't fight back."

"I plan to," Kagome didn't have to see to tell that he was smirking as he said those words. A sickening feeling of dread settled in Kagome's stomach. Images of the night in the park so long ago resurfaced and flashed before her eyes. Crying Kagome could think of one thing. The hope that maybe just maybe Sesshomaru would save her. 'Please Sesshomaru, please help me..."

Sesshomaru and Naraku

Sesshomaru stood in shock as he felt something pierce his flesh followed by volleys of pain. But he didn't cry out, just stared ahead eyes wide open blood streaming down his body leaving a rapidly growing puddle on the clearing floor. The pounding of his heart beat rapidly within his ears.

Slowly Naraku withdrew his arm from within his body. He couldn't breath it was impossible the blood had now pooled into his mouth; he tasted the coopery metallic taste of his own blood. Soon it began running down the sides of lips as it overflowed in his mouth.

Finally Naraku finished removing his arm, and backed away watching with a smile on his face as Sesshomaru's body finally reacted to the wound.

Coughing what little air was left in his lungs, Sesshomaru spit out the blood. Light headed from lack of air, he felt his knee buckle and Sesshomaru was brought to he knees in front of Naraku. Staring blankly into space unable to draw a breath because of the blood that continued to pool into his mouth.

"Ku ku ku, oh how the mighty have fallen. Though I must applaud your ability to evade my attack, to bad that it won't be enough." Naraku's voice seemed distant and quiet even though he knew that he stood only a few feet ion front of him.

Black dots danced in Sesshomaru's vision, and his balance began to waver and he tilted back and forth.

"Be assured Sesshomaru, your attempts to save the miko have been in vain. As we speak her very soul has been sucked from with in her body, leaving her nothing but a shell of the girl you once loved. Don't worry though, Muso will take good care of her, at least until he grows tired and disposes of her."

"Kagome!' Sesshomaru screamed in his mind. She was why he was here right now, he had to save her, and he had to save the one that he loved with all his heart. Using all his strength Sesshomaru forced his battered lungs to draw in a breath, the air cut into him as it reached his muscles causing the almost dead tendons to once again function. Drawing on strength neither Naraku nor Sesshomaru knew that he possed he forced himself to stand once more. His hand covering the gaping hole in his chest. It took only a few seconds before his hand was covered in blood.

"Well... well you live," Naraku had to fight to hide the surprise from entering his voice. It nerved him that even after being impaled though the chest that Sesshomaru could still stand. "We'll just have to fix that," Bringing back his arm Naraku lunged once again at Sesshomaru this time determined not to miss.

Sesshomaru stood ready for the attack that was sure to come, and just in time he was able to jump of the way of the oncoming attack. "You'll have to do better then that Naraku!"

Angered that the dog demon had evaded his attack Naraku threw himself at him, using brutal speed and force that his arms were nothing but blurs that cracked when they missed the target and hit nothing but air.

Sesshomaru gracefully dodged each attack, jumping from spot to spot just before Naraku could hit. Always looking for an opening he didn't have to wait long because in his haste to kill him the spider had forgotten to watch out for incoming attacks. Seizing a chance when Naraku was temporarily distracted trying to find when sesshomaru had gone o he attacked. And grabbing a hold of Naraku's neck with his blood covered hand squeezed his throat so he could no longer breathe. "You're going too died demon," he swore between breaths.

Naraku knowing that he was trapped just snarled. "Don't think you won that easily mutt!" jerking back violently he jumped back putting distance between the two. Taking a deep breath in him exhaled the poisonous miasma once more.

The moment the toxic fumes hit his body Sesshomaru felt it burning his open wounds and entering his body. "You coward, you hide like a rat!" His eyes burned and teared up from the fumes but he just blinked them away.

"A win is a win no matter how you achieve it. In the end you will be just as dead as you would be any other way." Countered Naraku, Jumping up he began moving swiftly with in the smog. The toxins doing nothing to hinder his sense's unlike Sesshomaru who was already feeling its effects.

Sesshomaru tried desperately to locate where Naraku had hidden himself, but with the poison in his body it made his senses next to nothing. Meaning there was no way to find him, he could only stand ready for Naraku's attack like a fly about to be eaten by a spider.

It took only a few moments before Naraku's patience wore out and he attacked the vulnerable dog demon. Striking from behind he left deep gashes on his back, purposely going shallow enough to keep it from becoming a mortal wound.

Grasping his shoulder in pain Sesshomaru tried to find the demon once again in the thick purple fog, but once again Naraku succeeded in attacking him over and over again each time leavening wounds just beneath mortal. It was obvious that he was just toying with him like a cat played with a mouse.

"Sesshomaru, are you really so weak that I must defeat you so easily? Honestly, Kagome would have put up a better fight, if she were able to that is." To emphasize his point he again attacked from behind.

"Kagome…" Sesshomaru whispered. He had to find a way to get to her before it was too late.

"You know, not that her powers have been ripped from her body I can touch her. Maybe I will enjoy the flesh of a miko… it would be fun to hear her screams of agony" Naraku taunted from within the safety of the miasma.

"Don't you touch her!" Sesshomaru could feel his anger rising at the thought of Naraku touching Kagome in anyway. Just the thought of it made him see red.

"There's little you can do to stop it when you're dead!" Naraku yelled thrusting his hand almost straight through Sesshomaru's chest.

"uhg," Sesshomaru gasped out, he could only stare wide eyed at the demon standing in front of him, a smirk of self satisfaction plastered onto his face.

"Don't worry; I'll make sure you hear Kagome's screams in the bowels of hell,"

It was with those words that something snapped inside Sesshomaru, the thought of failing Kagome bombarded in his mind. Losing right now meant that he could no longer protect her from everything that seeked to harm her. The imagining her suffering for the rest of her life brought forth a primal need deep within him, all the exhaustion, and blood loss was forgotten. And with a last surge of strength powered only by his need to protect the one that he loved, he reached the hand from within his chest, and using the energy from the effort he plunged his own hand deep within Naraku's chest cavity, breaking through ribs to the heart which he ripped straight from the demons body.

The look of shock on Naraku was only describable as pure and utter disbelief. His knees buckled and he fell to his knees, bringing Sesshomaru with him because he had yet to with draw his hand form his chest. "I...I coulnd't have lo...lost, not t...to you…" he gasped his voice watery from the blood that pooled in his mouth.

Leaning forward sesshomaru whispered. "I'd like to see you touch Kagome in the bowel of hell, for all the pain you've caused her I hope your burn a thousand times over."

"And I hope Kagome lives soulless for the rest of her life, once she become impure her soul can never return to her," With a sadistic smile on his lips Naraku breathed his last breath, and finally died.

Turning towards the old temple, Sesshomaru reached his hand from within Naraku's dead body, he took off. "KAGOME!"

With Muso

Unable to wait Muso began ripping off Kagome's shirt; soon all that remained was nothing but meager scraps of material.

Kagome could only watch in horror as Muso began stripping her. Screaming I her mind for him to get off of her, and begging for Sesshomaru to save her. It was like she was standing behind a glass window, unable to move or say anything but able to see and watch as Muso got ready to desecrate her body.

Kagome felt a single tear run down her cheek as her fate was sealed.

"NOOO!"

I am soo sorry that I was so late I had the chapter done for a while I just couldn't bring my self to type it out I hate that part don't you? But any way's I think you should be proud of me I'm practaly done and this time I promise to have to have the story updated as soon as I can. I just have to type it up shouldn't take me to long. Lol isn't that what I said the last time? Anyway thank you so much for sticking with me please tell me what you think!

Mistress Yumi