Title: Snow of the Moon, Ice of the Sun
World: Inuyasha
Challenge: Dokuga Twisted Fairytale Challenge
Chapter Six
Rating: M
Author's Note: The song is "Into the West" from LOTR.
Hello, my little miko." Naraku stepped out of the shadows in his customary white baboon pelt an smiled darkly at Kagome. On either side of him stood three of his puppets, making a total of seven Narakus grinning evilly. "I see that you don't have any of the shards."
"Are you sure you don't want to search me to be sure?" Kagome threw her arms out and purred at the spider while a bow began to form behind her out of ice.
"Perhaps I will." Two detachments flew out to attack Kagome who only had a bloodthirsty smile on her face. Here was her fun!
Sesshomaru watched Kagome fight with shock that was carefully hidden from his face. Only a slight widening of his eyes was evident. The miko had changed….she was openly taunting the vile hanyou as any kitsune would while displaying a degree of grace and power that was befitting of any Daiyoukai. She had always been brave, foolishly so at times, but now it was augmented by the raw, untrained power he had seen her display at times. He knew, instantly, that more power lurked inside of her, that somehow, she would reach her ninth tail, and perhaps, even more. Obviously, she had had little practice and instruction on her youkai abilities, but she was faring well. Already she had destroyed three puppets with the bow made out of the crystalline ice and was tearing the remaining three to shreds.
He could only stare in wonder at her. It was like watching a wintry goddess of war battle. The dress she wore was already cut in several places, showing glimpse of intimate, untouched flesh as well as flesh that had already been scarred by previous battles. Already, it hung on her frame by one shoulder.
"You have gotten stronger miko, but can you defy me?" Even as Kagome came flying at Naraku, she collapsed to her knees in front of him, shivering and gasping for breath desperately. One of Naraku's pale hands wrapped around her slender throat as the spider mark on her flesh began to burn, heating her entire body. It was unbearable torture but she didn't give him the pleasure of hearing her cry out in pain. "No, my sweet miko, you can never defy me, for you are mine."
Naraku hadn't been anticipating Sesshomaru's sudden, violent attack and so had released Kagome, throwing her to the side. Something within the Inu Lord had snapped when Naraku had claimed Kagome as his. The Killing Perfection would not stand for it. The miko could never be claimed by the foul creature.
"How dare you touch me?! ME!? I belong to no man, be they mortal, immortal or god!" Once perfectly curved markings became jagged as red bled into blues and black tails began to wave furiously. Her reiki and youki began to rise, almost visible, surrounding her and lifting her hair. Black tendrils of dark power rose from the ground and twisted around rosy pink waves of purity. Ornate black markings merged with those that had already been present upon her and covered most of her flesh as fangs and claws sharpened to dangerous lengths. With a deafening roar, ice covered her claws as stalagmites erupted from the ground dangerously as well as from the trees themselves. Everything was covered in white, glimmering ice, the edges of which were as razor sharp as any deadly youkai blade.
She cut away at the tentacles that were sent her way, ignoring the Inu Lord that fought alongside her for a reason he kept secret. Even her fangs she used, until her hands and mouth were smeared with the black blood of Naraku. But somehow, as she had gotten stronger, or had realized her strength, so had Naraku.
That was the scene that her Pack arrived to. They had heard the roar that had left her as well as felt the swirling eddies of youki that were combating each other. So with worry in their hearts for her safety, they ran to where Inuyasha had left her.
"Mama…?"
Kagome turned to see emerald eyes and mahogany eyes stare at her in fear. Her hesitation was enough for Naraku to escape but…her attention wasn't on the creature she had been fighting, at this moment, it was as if he had never even existed. Her attention was on the son she loved and the sweet little girl whom she adored…who were now staring up at her with fear. Kagome glanced down at her hands, her clothes, they were ragged and covered in blood. The frightening ebony marks, though fading, were still presented on her flesh and her eyes were still an enraged crimson flushed by battle. Her aura as well, was dark with only hints of purity shining through her hatred. She looked up at the rest of her Pack and saw fear, awe and shock in their gazes. Something in her snapped…cracked…
So she ran.
Her Beast cried out within her icy heart, painful wails that she felt with her whole being. The weeping she could not escape, for it was within her, but those gazes, those she could escape. So she ran. Behind her she could feel the fastest of her Pack pursue her, and the Inu Lord had joined the hunt as well. She knew that the only one with the real chance of catching was the stoic Lord, so she delved deep within herself for the power to flee. Her weeping, pained, shattered Beast whispered of a place that she would be safe, where no one could harm her. And she listened.
The pained words of her Beast led her far beyond the reach of the Western Lord and to meadow filled with snowdrops. As far as the eye could see where the white bell shaped flowers. The stark white beauty of the flowers offered her a consolation she couldn't explain but could only accept. She curled up in the field and fell asleep as the snow white flowers sang to her a lullaby that she hadn't heard in a musical tongue since her father had disappeared. One last tear fell from her eyes, unknowing as a silver voice began to sing her a song. The finishing refrain was all that her mind caught as a pale hand with magenta stripes reached for her face.
"And all will turn to silver glass, a light on the water grey ships pass into the West."