"Talking"
Thinking
Still do not own the rights to Inuyasha and Co. though I can wish really hard.
Through the Woods
All was remarkably calm in the luscious forest, minus the soft tinkling of a bell, long forgotten by its owner. Hmm," oh that's right, my bell" she states, now realizing she had neglected to check for its well being with the confusion of her current predicament. "It's probably going to rust now", the girl Taki muses while inspecting the small ornament that dangles from her slender neck, suspended by a black stretchy material of unknown origins. Shaking it ever so gently, she is unaware of a set of hungry, dark eyes gleaming in the distance.
The girl, placing the object back down onto her chest, has a sudden unbidden image and for a split second one word passes through her mind; mom. Unfortunately, one second is all the time needed for the demon creeping upon her to capture the girl.
"Hello, delicious", a decisively male voice croons in Taki's ear. Startled, she jumps causing the demon's razor-sharp nails to pierce her frail girly arms. Yelping, Taki pries herself away to a safer distance (so she believes) and faces her new threat.
He appeared to be a man, but upon further examination it was clear that was not right. He held dark eyes, so close to black it was hard to tell the difference and had pointed ears and dark spiky hair. His attire consisted mainly of dark or black furs that rested atop his broad shoulders and down his presumed defined midsection. Little to no armor was evident in his appearance. Nevertheless, it was obvious his intent through the sheer look of blood lust and all consuming desire to devour the slim girl before him.
He would almost be handsome if not for the fact that he wants to eat me, she thought idly.
The wolf demon, as Taki assumed him to be by appearance, was staring her up and down and vaguely she could see his appraisal of her. What was that saying she'd heard? It's been lovely, but I have to scream now. Yes, that seemed to fit. With that in mind, she took off. Little did she realize that this was what he wanted; the hunt, the thrill of the chase, and most of all, the kill. Yes, he would enjoy himself this day.
As Taki fled her bell jangled right along with her. I can't let him find me with this. Grabbing hold of it, she ran blindly through the woods. Though her mind screamed for safety, her body was tiring quickly as the monster ambushed her, hitting her squarely in the ribcage and sending her flying into a conveniently placed tree. Knocking the already exhausted air out of her, she slumped to the base of said tree and stared up helplessly as the wolf strolled up to her.
"I can smell you", he states simply, then approaches the captive girl. Glancing at her blood soaked, slashed sleeves, she realizes her folly. Stroking her leg with his massive callused hand, he leans forward, meeting her eye level. "Sadly our game is at its end" the wolf smirks, dropping his eyes to her plush lips, hand still trailing along her leg reaching her thigh.
Not knowing what else to do, Taki unthinkingly shoots forward, head colliding with his, and dashes sideways making out of his smothering hold, though scarring her right thigh.
Now half limping, she trots through the foliage, unshed tears stupidly waiting in her glossy bluish eyes. I feel like there should be creepy theme music playing, she jokes deliriously. Just as she feels she is making progress, like every female in a horror scenario, she trips and begins to roll hitting sharp rocks and tiny twigs.
Rolling onto her back, she gasps in painful intakes of air. Taki stares up at the beautiful blue sky for what she is positive will be her very last time.
Sure enough the demon appears, clearly not pleased, and is on top of our hapless heroine in mere seconds. Not bothering to move, the girl gives up, knowing full well it's pointless. This is where the killer claims yet another victim, Taki broods darkly. "What a good girl, awaiting your fate with grace." Surprisingly, her hand acts on its own accord and she strikes him, long gash marks appearing on the demon's face. "Don't you know the virgin never dies; it's a rule."
Dark eyes turn a deathly shade as the wolf ruthlessly sinks his fangs deep in the side of the girl's neck, greedily consuming all that comes with it. A scream of pure agony rips itself from Taki's throat, now coated in a brighter dye. The demon satisfied, backs away from the brutalized area and stares intently into the tear swallowed orbs of the girl. As if gauging her reaction, he loosens his iron clad grip, allowing her access to move.
Struggling for sanity in her tortured consciousness, Taki slowly notices his blunder. Freeing herself from the fiend before her, she tries futilely to stand. Making it halfway, she stumbles on legs no longer secure and falls, hitting the indifferent ground with a hard thump while the demon laughs cruelly at her misfortunes. Trying again, she manages a timid squat before the laughter dies, abruptly turned short.
Gazing before her, eyes bleary from tears and hazy with blood lost, she notes offhandedly the wolf has been dispatched. White and too glorious for coherent thought, another 'man' stands where the fallen demon lays cold. Striking golden orbs are the only clear attribute she can make out before the girl collapses; falling in a heap to her side, blood sticky and warm pooling around her.
Yay! I almost made it to a thousand words in this chapter. Hopefully, this will make up for the previous annoyingly short chapters I wrote before it. Also, I got to Sesshomaru finally! Woot!
Please R&R and make me warm and fuzzy.