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CHAPTER 7
Sesshomaru's POV
They formed a tight circle around Kagome and me; all of them were obviously Naraku's new puppets. I grip my sword tighter as they slowly advance. I'm slightly nervous. With Naraku controlling the evil side of the jewel he also controls all the power the jewel possesses. Kikyou, Sango, Miroku and Koga now all have the power of the jewel on their side as well; they all reek of it, pure evil. I feel a shiver travel down my spine instinctively; I know that this isn't going to end well, at least not for Kagome and me.
I quickly glance down at her as her breath speeds up, signaling that she is beginning to awaken from her current state. Although I'm relieved at the support she offers, a small part of me is worried for not only her physical health, but her mental health as well. She is going to have to fight her friends. People she trusted at one point, with her life, and now she is going to have to take theirs. A pang of sympathy wells up inside of me, but I quickly squash it down with a scowl. It's of no use to feel these silly emotions in a fight.
Blocking off these foreign emotions I shift slightly, angling my body to a more defensive stance, a protective one. It wouldn't do for Kagome to get killed before I could move.
I see Naraku grin at my new stance and I feel a sense of dread slowly rising. Naraku alone I can easily take, even if the jewel enhances him, but, being the typical beast he is, he's once again hiding behind puppets.
And that's when I sensed another presence, well, two presences. And I smirk slightly as Naraku sensed them as well, a scowl upon his face.
Kohaku's POV
I was running towards what I knew was soon to be a full out brawl, when I felt a demonic aura quickly approaching from behind me. I reacted the only way I knew how; I turned around to face my attacker. I was poised to attack when I realized who my 'attacker' was, Kirara.
I grin at her and jump up, landing easily on her back as we take off once again. But, this time Kirara takes to the air, I notice the evil miasma seeping out of the clearing just a few miles ahead. With grim determination I put on my mask and we descend into the darkness below us.
I'm surprised to realize that the miasma begins to thin out as we descend, and, by the time we reached the center, it's gone completely. But, while we're free of the miasma, we're also free of cover. As soon as we became visible an attack was launched.
Without pausing to look at the assailant I swipe my demon slaying scythe towards them as Kirara swipes her paw at them. The attacker dodges both gracefully. Kirara dodges the next attack, but not quickly enough when she gets a swift blow delivered to her torso. With a hiss Kirara jumps back and out of the attackers range. We turn to face our attacker, and she turns to face us.
Sango.
My gut clenches and I can here Kirara's growl rumble in the base of her throat. I looked into her eyes and what I see fills me with dread. She has dead eyes. I shut my eyes as tears threaten to overflow out of them. But, even with my eyes shut tight, tears leak out from under them.
"Sango," I whimper.
She gives no indication that she knows who I was. And then I hear a sound I never wanted to hear again.
A laugh.
Naraku's laugh.
"Come out you coward!" I scream at him, bloody murder evident in my voice. I faintly wonder if this is what Sango felt when I was under his control. But that thought is pushed away as I hear the laughter again. I head towards it, only to be stopped by Sango.
I gritted my teeth together as I try to make up my mind. This is Sango! Yet, it isn't. Not really. What made Sango, Sango, is now gone, is now dead. This is just a shell. A clay pot that happens to look like her. With resolve I clutch my scythe tightly, ready to do what I know has to be done. Naraku will not win.
Kirara, sensing my new determination, flies at an alarming speed towards her old master. I prepare and, right before we collide, I jump off at Sango, throwing her into the ground. We tussle, each trying to get the upper hand, trying to kill the other. She's still older and has more extensive training, and within a couple minutes she easily has me pinned down. I struggle as she holds me to the ground, her forearm choking off my air supply. Out of nowhere, Kirara lunges at her, successfully knocking her off of me. I get up, and walk towards them, Kirara now pining down Sango, who doesn't struggle or show emotion.
Gathering my courage I get my sword out. I hold it with two hands, poised above my head. She turns to look at me, her eyes still emotionless.
"Do it."
I stop cold. Sango had just told me to kill her, my arms waver, and I throw away the sword. I punch her in the head, knocking her unconscious and then I get out some rope usually used to carry large demon parts. I efficiently and quickly tie her to the base of a tree, making sure that her binds are tight; I'm not about to take chances.
I take off on another sprint, Kirara following in the air. Sango had obviously been a distraction. And I need to find out what's happening. I get closer and as I break through the miasma I noticed that they were waiting for me. It was going to be a battle, and not a pretty one. As soon as I step into the clearing the exit I had taken was boxed off.
Sesshomaru, Kirara, a soon-to-be-conscious Kagome and I were about to face off with Naraku, Miroku, Kikyou, and Koga, all who have the power of the sacred jewel on their side.
"Get Sango. It will be fun to make her kill her brother like he killed his fellow villagers." Naraku commands, although his eyes never left me as he says it, he smirks evilly when he notices my dark scowl and clenched fist. I just want to punch that satisfied look right off of his face!
We wait in a tense silence as Miroku left and appeared with Sango naught 5 minutes later. Everyone was on edge, waiting for someone to make the first move. It was deadly silent in the clearing, all living things that stayed when the miasma came in were now dead. This place was a warzone, and it felt just like one. We were all just waiting for the war to begin.
Sesshomaru's POV
When Naraku sent out Sango to intercept Kohaku and Kirara my gut clenched painfully tight. I knew Naraku's plan. It's always the same twisted game. Send out his minions to do his dirty work, to taint people's minds and hearts, and, in turn, further taint the jewel. I hate him more than I could ever possibly hate anyone else. He was nothing but a manipulative, spineless coward.
"Now Lord Sesshomaru, " Naraku taunts, "I'm not that much of a coward as you make me out to be! Manipulative? Yes. But not a coward."
My blood freezes in my veins as I realize that he can read my thoughts, and then I did what my father had always taught me, I cleared my mind. I won't make a decision until the very last second; I will allow my instincts to take over.
With my mind clear, a numbing sensation took over, washing over me in a soothing wave. I no longer feel any fear or nervousness, just a blissful numb, yet I was hyper actively aware of everything. Kagome's rapid breathing, Naraku's slightly doubtful look in his eyes', how he completely controlled his new puppets and then I sensed Kohaku and Kirara leaving behind a tied up Sango.
They soon joined us in the clearing, standing with us in a protective stance. We were ready. Then they brought Sango back. That's when Kagome groaned and her eyes' fluttered open. I looked down at her, and that's when they attacked.
A/N Read and review! I may not update in a while, as I now have an exchange student from France over for 3 months! But I shall try for you my faithful readers! I love you all! Thanks for continuing this story!