a/n: I figured that I would continue, but I'm not gonna be updating like every fucking week though. I honestly don't know when I'm going to update my stories after this update, if I update again soon, then great, but if I don't then I guess you'll just have grin and bare it now huh?
Also, here are some responses to a few fanfictioners on here that I'd like to reply to their comments on my uh…ranting? I guess
GreatZero- Lol. What you wrote made my day when I had read it. But, yeah, I think I heard that from a movie or somewhere on the net. But seriously, I'd love to see the nutjob try and find me. XD
xXGaurdianHeartXx- Thank you for your support with my story. I'm normally rather shy about other people reading stuff I write. For some reason, it's rather embarrassing for me. BTW, love your profile pic! =3
OutsidersWhiteTiger- I spend a lot of time reading stories on fanfiction too, lol. I mainly read fanfiction stories to get ideas of how I should improve my stories in their detail and stuff like that. But I also read them to enjoy them. =3
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Amethyst eyes looked down at their owner's victim. Their blood dripping from her finger tips.
The kill didn't seem to give her the thrill she was looking for, it seemed like nothing now-a-days would ever give that kind of thrill she was wanting in battle.
Naraku's eyes were wide with shock, never having ever seen the woman before him slay anything in such a brutal manor, even over 500 years ago when he had gotten into the many battles with Inuyasha and his friends, of course he, himself, was never in the fights but his puppets.
Mizuki slowly turned to face Naraku, Kami had been knocked out cold only moments ago and lay unconscious on the floor, Kagome lay in a purple healing/protective barrier in the middle of the floor where Mizuki had found her when she entered the room, all of Naraku's goons were currently splattered all over the floor, arms, legs, and chunks of bloodied flesh lay in random areas. Having no one to protect the kumo hanyou, Mizuki was free to finish what she had to do all those years ago.
Soul's eyes were wide in shock as well, Mizuki had warned him of the consequences of possessing the black blood. You either have a choice to control it or have it control you.
In a way Mizuki was doing both, in the beginning she allowed the black blood to control her actions, ultimately killing those two minions of Naraku's. Then just a few minutes ago, Mizuki's wave length seemed to solidify, become more controlled.
That was when she had gone after Maka's always missing mother, Kami Albarn.
The apart legendary scythe meister Maka spoke of, didn't last long against Mizuki.
Naraku, now worried for his life, raised his hand, miasma being spraid into Mizuki's direction.
"You never were very good at hand-to-hand combat," Mizuki's voice calmly stated through the cloud. "But then again, fighting has never been your forte, hmm?"
The barrier that held everyone in their spot faltered.
Mizuki noticed this and a wicked smile graced itself on her face again.
"Something wrong? You couldn't be afraid of me, now could you? Someone who's far beneath you." Mizuki cooed.
Something familiar rippled up Mizuki's spine before a tentacle rammed the unexpecting assassin into the wall.
A cloud of concrete surrounded Mizuki, when it cleared, there was no Mizuki beneath Naraku's tentacle.
"It took you long enough to wake up, Ippan." Mizuki's voice said from across the floor.
Heads turned to see Mizuki in the arms of one Inu no Taisho. The inu youkai who was believed to be dead for well over 700 years.
Flashback of five years ago…
Mizuki had just barely moved to the youkai realm after leaving the DWMA, she was considered the most feared being in the realm. Many referred to her as Shinigami-sama.
She didn't understand it at first until she stumbled upon a male soul. He had long silvery hair that was held up in a deep blue hair band, his outfit was an interesting one, it was a kimono that was red blended with the same deep blue as his hair band, deep gray spiked-like armor was crossed over his chest as well as both of his shoulders.
"Are you alright, sir?" Mizuki called out to the soul who seemed to be lost in thought, as he gazed sadly into the eternal night sky.
He seemed to be surprised by the woman's voice, having never sensed her presence come near him.
"I'm sorry, Shinigami-sama, I didn't mean to be rude. I'll take my leave now." The man moved to leave the area, but was stopped by the young woman's hand.
"There's no need to leave." Mizuki smiled at the man. "I'm Mizuki, what's your name?"
"Inu no Taisho." He replied almost nervously, especially when Mizuki chuckled behind her hand. "Is it something I said?"
"Did your parents truly name you "The Great Dog General"?" Mizuki snickered.
"No," The silver-haired man smiled a bit. "It's a title really, before I died I was given the title, though honeslty I can't remember as to how though. My birth name is Toga."
Mizuki smiled. "It's very nice to meet you, Toga."
Toga smiled back at the woman.
Both soon were close, close like best friends.
"So, Toga," Mizuk wondered some weeks after she had met him. "How did you get to the youkai realm?"
"I had perished well over 700 years ago on the day of my second son's birth. My mate had died that day as well by a man who claimed to love her, not wanting her to give birth to a youkai's spawn. He had killed her while giving birth to my son. However, I managed to revive both her and my son. Though, it was at the cost of my own life."
"How on heaven's name were you able to revive someone already dead?" Mizuki asked, confused.
"I had two swords forged from my fangs. One had to power to bring a hundred recently dead back to life, while the other had the power to do the opposite."
"Would you like to be brought back to life, Toga?" Mizuki asked after hearing her friend's story.
Toga's golden eyes widened.
"You can do that?" His voice was with filled with both excitement and uncertainty.
"Hai," Mizuki nodded. "I am a shinigami, right? If I can take life away from people, the surely I should be able to give it back to them."
...And so Mizuki had summoned whatever powers she had to ready the proper preparations for Toga to be revived. However, taking one's life is far easier than giving it back to them.
Toga needed flesh that was real and his own, not some artificial crap that Kikyou had back when she was revived by the youkai witch Urusue.
That was what Mizuki had no intention of doing to Toga, but she was going to do something a little similar.
Toga didn't like that creepy grin on Mizuki's face…
End of the Flashback…
The man chuckled.
"Gomen, Mizuki. I was getting used to being in a body again."
Mizuki grunted in response.
"What is this?" Naraku's voice called out to the two-some in rage.
Both the inu youkai and the kage half-ling blinked at the kumo hanyou in curiousity.
"You're supposed to be dead," Naraku pointed to Toga. "And you're supposed to be smashed into a wall right now!" He roared at Mizuki who was smirking.
"Well, I guess the kami are smiling down upon me for once in my miserable life."
Naraku glared, his hatred almost oozing out of the pours of his skin.
Everyone in the room realizing that it was the miasma exiting from the kumo hanyou's body.
Mizuki's eyes widened.
"Toga," The woman hissed, noticing that his soul was jerking, almost as if it were coughing from the poisonous gas. "Put me down and get everyone out of here!"
"What about you?" The inu youkai wondered, putting the woman back on her feet. "Are you sure you'll be alright?"
"You forget who you're speaking to?" The confidence was radiating out of the woman's body and her wavelength.
"Now get going, I'll deal with the kumo. I'll finish what I forgot 5 years ago." The woman's shadow expanded and slithered around like little snake-like things, then lifted off the ground and surrounded Mizuki's body.
The woman blinked while looking at Naraku, then looked where everyone was, noticing how that they were all gone.
She let out a sigh of relief.
"Finally," Her head craned backwards and rolled to the side in a relaxing manner. "Now I can really let loose."
The shadow of the woman exploded, covering her, the kumo hanyou, and the entire gym room in blackness. The only sound was Mizuki's soft sadistic laughing in the darkness and her eyes practically glowing in the dark.