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WARNING: This chapter deals with some graphic display of psychological disorder. If you do not wish to read, then skip and move on. Also this chapter is short. It isn't very long at all. But I do hope you guys enjoy it nonetheless.

Kikyo's POV

I screamed out as blood poured out of my ears and watched as the world disintegrated from around me. I clutched my throbbing head tightly as the pounding increased and let tears of blood rain down my face. The darkness poked and prodded at my hidden soul and I whimpered as I felt myself being violated.

"You have not done what I have asked you. I gave you power and asked for you to do something for me in return. Would you like for me to leave? Abandon you to what you once were before?" the deep, dark voice asked me.

I cried out in pain as a something sharp was pierced through my soul and screamed, "NO! I WILL NOT RETURN TO THAT!"

I began to laugh uncontrollably as I remembered. My pathetic sweet young sister. How naive you have become to let a demon into your heart, I thought as I watched the past play before me.

I was fifteen, watching Kagome meet with him. The white haired boy I had longed to have. The one meant for me. Not that stupid bitch. He was mine and she took him away from me, just like she took everything else.

But now he was mine, and he didn't know I had fooled him. I had fed his heart with lie after lie of Kagome until his heart had blackened. He was now in my web of destruction that I had weaved for this town. Or so I thought. He had played me just as good as I had played him.

Yes, I had sold my soul to the devil in return for power. The power to control the weak, pathetic humans that had sided with the demons, just like father. Now I controlled them and the demons. I had shown them who was in control. Who had power.

They would all regret loving her more than me. Inuyasha would know it, too. He would pay for being with my fucking sister. She was weaker than me! I was the first born, yet she got everything.

Everyone always loved Kagome more than me. No matter how hard I tried, no matter what I did, that bitch was always winning in some way. It had become a game to me. To see who people loved more, and it was always her.

That fucking little cunt. She made better friends than me, was always prettier than me, was trained before me. Father favored Kagome over me. I smiled as I remembered what I had done. I had been there when father had died. I knew. I had rigged the car with my miko powers and watched as that little boy was killed.

I remembered seeing his mangled body strewn across the streets. Stupid demons. Father had learned his lesson for choosing Kagome over me. I had simply killed him. His blood had been painted across the car's windshield in such a beautiful red. Ah yes, what a lovely color.

I smiled at the memory. His bones sticking out in random directions, his body unrecognizable to the human eye, and then I had left. I had sought out power that my sister did not have. She, for some reason, had developed stronger powers than me. Her soul was that of the reincarnated priestess Midoriko who was said to be very powerful. It was fucked up, and I growled when I realized Kagome still didn't truly know how to use her powers. Stupid bitch.

"Yes, let your soul fill with the hate you feel towards her. Let it grow and harvest. Let it give you power," the voice whispered to me. I looked up and smiled wickedly into the darkness as I felt a surge of energy pulse deep within me.

I reached a hand out and screamed as something tried to slither its way underneath my fingernails of my outstretched hand. Blood gushed out in thick waves as my nails lengthened into claws once more and my soul reentered my body.

I closed my eyes and let out a rush of cold air and then opened them to reveal my blood red eyes. The eyes of a soul bound to the devil.

"Now go and find me the artifact. I wish to return to this world. Serve me and I shall give you power," the darkness urged. I lifted a clawed hand and plunged it into my belly and pulled out my liver feeling the wound close quickly.

"Here is my offering to you. Grant me power in exchange for this piece of flesh that harvests your trapped soul," I called out to the dark.

A single black line zipped out and wrapped itself around the bleeding hunk of flesh. I watched as it was pulled out of my hand and smiled as it disappeared into the darkness. The sound of flesh being devoured reached my sensitive ears and I chuckled softly as the being growled.

"Bring me what I seek Kikyo, or I shall punish you again," it seethed before vanishing and leaving me alone and naked in my chambers. I turned just as the door opened and smiled as Inuyasha walked through.

"My love, what brings you here?" I asked as I fell back into my silky white sheets, the only white thing besides the floor in my room. Inuyasha glared at me before stomping over and grabbing my throat in a death like grip.

I stared at him, already bored of his childish behavior, as his eyes flashed red and he snarled dangerously at me. I yawned and released his grip from my throat and pushed him away. He snarled again, and tried to swipe at me, and instead met with empty bed sheets as I glided past him swiftly.

I frowned at the torn sheets and placed a cold glare on him as he turned to me again. "Inuyasha, what is the meaning of this?" I demanded as he growled deeply at me.

"You hurt her. Why?" he hissed in between his teeth. I watched him calmly as I felt the darkness within me rise at the challenge and pretended to play dumb.

"Which servant girl? I damage many love, for they all receive a blow from me?" I smirked as his eyes narrowed at me and his demon lunged at me once again. I raised an arm and sent out my demon from underneath my finger nails and watched as five tentacles plunged into Inuyasha's chest.

He stayed there, midair, as they wrapped around him and gripped him tightly. He cried out in a snarl and began to wither, causing blood to seep from his wounds and onto my white carpets. I frowned at the sight and flicked my eyes back up to his withering form.

"Inuyasha, remember you are mine and mine alone. Should you forget, I won't hesitate to remind you," I told him as I pulled the tentacles back within my body and let his form thud to the ground. I turned to head out to the balcony when I heard him speak again.

"Why, Kikyo? She has nothing left in her. You made me kill her fucking family, you crazy bitch; you took control of the city, and you own me in every, fucking, possible way. What more could you fucking want?" he choked out. I turned to look back at his pathetic stance on the ground and smiled at him in such a way that sent chills down his spine.

"When she breaks, I'll stop. When she has suffered what I have suffered for many years, I will stop. Until then, I will drag her around like a rag doll," I said in a calm matter. It was always like this with him. It was why he hadn't mated with me yet.

I reached a hand up to touch the marking on my neck that was hidden behind my hair. A fake tattoo that I had engraved so that I could pretend that I was Inuyasha's mate. I cursed as I looked at him and frowned. I still could not reach his heart.

Dude this chapter gave me chills. And I wrote it...*shivers* Kikyo is a crazy person and neccesary for my story haha. Anyway REVIEW PLEASE! lol ta-ta