Here we go with the second segment of the battle scene. This one's a bit sad, but I'm sure you'll forgive me in time. I had to have some tragedy in this drama, after all… though I suppose there already is quite a bit… Oh well, I want more!
Disclaimer: Same as last time… and the time before that… and the time before that… you get it.
Fallen Comrade; Honor and Friendship
Sesshomaru grunted quietly as he flicked a strand of bloodied meat from his claw. The fair haired girl, Kanna, had been put to rest easily enough. It seemed as though her mirror was her only strength, and he had easily avoided its powers. The lesser scum were pathetic, more of a nuisance than anything since they insisted on regenerating. Their numbers were astonishing, and as much as he hated to admit it, things were looking dimmer by the minute. Though he could handle himself just fine, one man could only do so much, and some of his men had already begun to show signs of fatigue. As weak as these demons were, when pitted against thousands at once, a man's chances of survival were thin.
"Look who decided to show up," Meiyo commented while decapitating yet another lower youkai.
Following his gaze, Sesshomaru found the southern Lord had finally joined them in battle. To be honest, he had not counted on Rika to show at all.
The green haired youkai quickly slaughtered a dozen or so demons, his long, thin blade snapping with demonic energy as he twirled it around himself effortlessly. Despite his dislike for the disgusting snake, Sesshomaru would admit that Rika was a worthy adversary on the battlefield.
"So nice of you to come, Lord Rika," Meiyo greeted; his voice thick with sarcasm.
Scowling at the blonde warrior, Rika snapped, "Be grateful I decided to grace you with my presence at all, filth!"
Face passive and emotionless, the western Lord returned to his own battle, running one youkai through with Toukijin while beheading another with his deadly claws.
With a single, fluid flick of his wrist, numerous enemies fell, blood spurting from the deep lacerations his acid whip had inflicted. He was growing impatient. He had come to fight Naraku, not play around with no-talent sleaze. The only thing these lesser youkai were accomplishing at the moment was further worsening his mood.
Meiyo, still skeptical at the fact that it had taken some time for Rika to arrive, watched the center of his unease carefully, his senses on high alert as he continued to ward off his foes.
Sweat beading on her forehead, Kagome hissed in pain as yet another barrage of spiritual energy threw her backward. This monstrosity that Naraku had created was possibly one of the hardest opponents she had ever faced, save Sesshomaru. She was growing somewhat anxious at the thought that this creature was birthed from only a fraction of the hanyou's power. How powerful had the insidious fiend become?
Yelping when the tip of her clone's blade dug into the flesh of her side, Kagome leapt back and out of harms way, clutching her waist as blood leaked from the wound that had been etched into her skin. Glaring coldly at her red eyed twin, she pounced, blade slicing a deep gash into the golem's thigh.
Spying the opening he had been searching for, Rika lifted his blade and brought it down upon his target with incredible force, eyes shimmering with blood lust and hatred.
Scenting the sudden spike in the southern Lord's aura, Meiyo turned just in time to watch as the double crossing scoundrel prepared to strike Sesshomaru down.
Hearing the telltale sound of a blade ripping through flesh, as well as a gurgled yowl of pain, Sesshomaru whirled around and stared in horror as his General, his friend, sunk to his knees, blood gushing from the fatal wound in his left shoulder.
Rika, the emerald haired southern Lord, smirked wickedly as he watched blood leak from the corners of Meiyo's mouth, the blade in his hand still embedded deep within the General's flesh. Snickering coldly, he hissed, "How touching, a General taking the fall for his Lord. You truly do have quite the sense of honor, don't you?"
Licking his lips as he yanked his blade from Meiyo's shoulder, he watched in sick amusement as the blonde haired demon fell onto his back, body sprawled out across the blood stained earth, only further dampening the soil as his own crimson life fluid poured out.
"Milord," Meiyo managed to wheeze as he attempted to right himself, "you must survive. Stop Naraku from ruining this world, and protect those who are dear to you."
"Conserve your energy, Meiyo," Sesshomaru ordered as he gazed down at the battered body of his long time companion.
Chuckling, the blonde male replied in a hushed tone, "We both know I'm going to die, Sesshomaru, it is only a matter of time."
Swallowing the lump in his throat as his friend slipped away, Sesshomaru promised him in a stern voice, "Your death will not be in vain, Meiyo. I will avenge you."
Smiling weakly as the last of his energy faded, Meiyo commented back, "I know you will, old friend, I know. Long live the western Lord and his Lady."
His lips parted, and he drew his last breath.
Pausing as a familiar aura flickered out of existence, Kagome whipped her head to the left, searching frantically for one being in particular. She only hoped her senses were fooling her. Through the array of carnage and war, she found what she was looking for.
Her heart skipped a beat as she caught sight of Meiyo's lifeless body, his shoulder still bleeding profusely. His assassin stood smugly above him, blade tipped in red. The unmistakable coiffure of green that sat atop his head made her blood boil. She knew that Rika was trouble, but a traitor… he would pay for his deceit.
When a blunt, hard object struck her painfully in the jaw, she was sent sprawling onto her back, skull throbbing with pain as her head bounced off the hard ground.
"It would be in your best interest to keep your eye on your opponent," the red eyed female jibed while uncurling her fist.
Nursing her jaw, Kagome snarled menacingly and dove at her rival, the Faia Enko glinting with a thirst for blood.
Hard amber eyes glared coldly at the emerald haired youkai before him, pale lips pulled taut in a thin line. Eyes lowering to the lifeless body of his comrade once more, Sesshomaru announced calmly, "You will pay for this treachery. Your blood will stain my hands on this day."
Chuckling in a sinister fashion, the onyx eyed demon replied, "My apologies, western Lord, I had not intended to harm Meiyo."
"Is that so?" Sesshomaru asked, anger tinting his tone.
"Indeed," Rika answered smugly, "my blade was aimed for you; it is not my fault the fool leapt between my sword and its target."
"Snake," the inu youkai hissed scathingly, "you will pay dearly for your crimes."
Fiddling with his blade idly, Rika inquired, "Can you blame me for doing what I did? I was offered a rather handsome reward for taking Naraku's side."
"I suppose I should have expected such occurrences. After all, a cowardly serpent like your self would do anything to benefit himself."
"Well, when presented with the option of dying or becoming Naraku's General once he has taken control of this world… I chose the latter. Wouldn't you?"
Scoffing, Sesshomaru replied, "This Sesshomaru plays second fiddle to none. I would never serve a weakling like Naraku."
Green brows lifting, Rika sighed, "Still denying it, hn, old boy? You and I both know that Naraku is in no way weak. He is more powerful than either you or I."
Eyes narrowing, the silver haired demon parried, "Perhaps he is more powerful than the likes of you, Rika… but that second rate hanyou could only dream of besting this Sesshomaru. Then again, you always have been weak minded, whereas someone like myself would never be so easily swayed. Do you honestly believe he will keep his word?"
Snarling, Rika hissed, fangs bared, "I have been waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike you down, Sesshomaru, and only a fool would pass up the chance to get their wish."
Lips lifting in a hint of a smile, Sesshomaru countered, "True, but you forget, only a fool challenges the son of Inu no Taisho. So it seems, Rika, that you are a fool no matter what you do. Silly serpent, did you actually think that you would get the better of me?"
Forked tongue flicking out to lick his lips, the serpentine youkai replied with a hiss, "We'll see, Sesshomaru, we shall see who the real fool is. You and your precious miko bitch will fall this night."
Eyes flashing red at such a heinous manner of speaking about his mate, Sesshomaru leapt fluidly at his prey, Toukijin screaming for justice; a justice written in blood.
Dun, dun, dun… Another one bites the dust! Sorry, I know that was a little insensitive, but I couldn't help myself. Yes, Meiyo is dead. I'm sorry for that, but it had to be done. I know he was nice and hot and blah, but life isn't all sunshine and rainbows!
Review, or they will all die!
P.S. I won't be posting Christmas day, going to see the family and all, heaven knows I love them all to death. So all of you have a Merry Christmas and keep it safe. Drink responsibly and use a condom!
P.P.S. I opened up an account in 'deviantart' so I'll have some of my pics up soon… including that one I mentioned with Sesshomaru and Kagome… ahahahahaha… I'm a Hentai. However, my scanner decided its going to choose the most inconvenient time to shut down so it might take a while.
P.P.P.S. And by the way… does anyone know any good programs for digital art… so I can color my pics once I scan them?