Sry it took so long but a song gave me this inspiration.

Here is the long awaited chapter.

Chapter 6

She lay there, her life's blood pumping out of her with the beat of her heart. Neither holy nor demonic powers could heal her close due to the spear sticking out of her chest cavity. A wound like this would normally be nothing for her due to her blood but the demon that had her this wound had left alive, satisfied that she would not be able to save herself.

Her quiet whimpers went unheard by even her self as she lay there speared into a thick tree, unmoving as she watched the demon disappear, probably never to return or even once look back on the miserable fate they had given her. Such a slow, suffering death is usually for those they truly hated but this demon must be different than the rest. She couldn't even remember why they had even been fighting at all and wondered if she had done something horrible, but thinking back to what little she could remember of her life, she couldn't remember doing any acts that were without being provoked or the person being deserving of it.

The weather couldn't affect her mind, she couldn't feel the cold gusts of wind as she hung suspended from the spear that has impaled her. The unscented poison having made fast work with rendering her body useless, and then she wondered. Even if the spear hadn't been coated in that poison, would she still be here, since to the position, she is certain it had to have done some amount of damage to her spine, if not severing it completely.

Her body had begun to heal itself around the wound. She would have laughed at the irony of that if she could move her mouth but seeing as how she could only manage pained whimpers and eye movement, it would be a miracle if she lived to talk again. She didn't honestly want to live, knowing that she is most definitely paralyzed and left for dead. Even her mating mark would not be of any use. It would take a few days for it beat the purification it had gone through and she hoped by then that she would be dead.

The mating mark. Her mate. The mate she had left a long time ago, unsure of how long it has been but not really caring. She knew though that he had pissed off many. Maybe that demon knew that she is his mate, even though she was certain that most knew about her leaving him. She almost wished to see her mate, if only to know that he might give her a quick death. That would only depend on if he could be moved by the pathetic scene she made. She remembered her mate too could be cruel. Perhaps that demon had been sent by her mate to kill her and make her suffer.

Now that is a thought that needs more to chew on.

Thinking back, she remembered hearing that he done this to Yomi. Had sent a hunter to kill Yomi for him but the hunter only succeeded in rendering him blind. She had come across Yomi on her travels and tried to heal his sight but could only tell him it will take much more time. Encouraging him to depend on his other senses and not stress his eyes before they could heal, should they ever fully heal at all.

She remembered having several children. Spending time visiting them all for a month at a time. She focused on remembering each of their unique looks and personalities. A mother could never forget her own child for long. The connection she had with each of her children ran deep, deeper than their connection with their father. She could only be glad that neither of them are in the area to witness her lame body. Once more she has been too weak to save her self. Her sleeping death would have been better than this. If only that Lord would show up and take mercy on her once more.

She went back to the topic of the possibility that her mate would come upon her. She figured that even if he had nothing to do with the attack, he wouldn't help due the disgrace. If anything he would probably scoff at her with his cold eyes and walk away, leaving her to her fate. She could even imagine the scene.

He would show up on the other side of the clearing and stride over to her in his pristine clothing. Studying her with his cold, calculating eyes, never letting a thought be made known to him as he took in her situation. By no doubt he would have already have had his mind made up before he even found her. More than likely he would first think of the position the spear is in accordance with her spine. Then his gaze leveled with her sapphire eyes, his message would pass through to her with that gaze. It would tell her how much of a disgrace as a mate she had been and that her situation is deserved if she can't get out on her own. But he would know that she could only remove her self from this situation by waiting to die so her soul and spirit could be released.

After that he would swiftly turn around and walk away, erasing her from his mind and most likely sending her to the back of his mind, a forgotten memory until someone brought her name up, her maybe even when he would be in contact with their children, but it would be doubtful he would ever willingly think of her outside of those situations after he announces her death.

She wondered how long it would be till he found himself a new mate. Perhaps he already had a female on the side, waiting till the day she died so he could be released from her and can mark the other. That made her think of Kuronue. She had never seen him again since she left. Always at the right place at the wrong time when it came to them. That, or Youko would be with him and she would be unable to approach him.

She could sense several demons in the area but none dared to approach her. Knowing that she had been poisoned and it would affect them too. Not even the animals would come after her. The poison had become traceable after it had entered her blood stream, warning off all other creatures of it's presence. It insured she would die slowly. She assumed it would be of system failure from malnutrition or dehydration. She had no idea how long she could go without food but she knew dehydration would catch up to her first and that would most likely be her end.

Her aura spoke of her situation, spoke of her slow death, and kept everything away, leaving her alone in this misery. She wondered what picture she even made, or if she even looked sickly. She wished that something would happen to end this continual silence. She knew that should her mate look for her, he would find her aura through the plants first.

Clouds rolled by as a bat demon and a fox demon lay on their backs in the meadow, relaxing as they devoured their separate thoughts, unwilling to disturb the peace. Quiet has surrounded them for months outside of seeing the children. But when it is just the two of them, silence prevailed. Both always searching for the same person but never once really discussing it. Words didn't need to be exchanged, the knowledge is already known without it.

It had in fact been for than several months, it has already been a few years since she left him. Keeping a constant block on the mating mark, never succeeding in destroying it fully. They both guessed she constantly lived in the shadows, keeping the plants from detecting her most of the time. An odd sensation came from his neck and without much thought he rubbed it. That action occurred a few more times when Kuronue took notice to it.

The mating mark had become more pronounce. Not much but just barely. Almost enough for him to try and sense his mate. Instead he sat up and concentrated his hand on the ground, communicating with the plants. His mate could no longer hold up her powers in remaining hidden, that, or she is letting them find her. Without much more thought about it, he left running in the direction his plants pulled him to.