a resolute miko's expiry
Kagome didn't know what to do. Things had downgraded so fast that she could barely wrap her mind around anything. There was no time for thinking, though she was aware she was in urgent need of another plan. Contrary to her original preparations, a small child, Seichi, had been taken hostage, thus messing up everything. Not only was she completely unable to get to Naraku with the little boy shielding him from an open attack, but she was also incapable of using her spiritual powers to purify him lest he dropped the boy.
'If only Inuyasha was here…'
No, she thought determinedly. She wouldn't drag Inuyasha into this, because for once she was the one responsible. It was her turn to take a stand against the dreadful opponent. Her plan had to work, because she'd spent some time scheming it. First, she'd had to lure Naraku out of his shell, then she'd gone and improved her spiritual barriers to encase him in one. She would rip him to pieces with her spiritual powers. He'd be turned to ashes before he could even begin to blink – that was her plan.
The dark hanyou laughed maniacally, understanding the full depth of her distress, but he couldn't anticipate the slayer's strategic toss of the giant boomerang. Nevertheless, it only managed to cut off a measly tentacle and surprise the demon, but nothing more. It didn't even startle him enough to leave the child alone.
Kagome tried to make something of this mess before it went completely downhill. She saw the hanyou grow more and more confident, but then he pushed the kid away, lunging towards her. It was her chance, she realized with a smug countenance – he was going down! – and a first cocky smirk…
…that was also her last.
The child that was being held by a tentacle was suddenly thrust between them once again and Kagome had to stop her attack, completely missing the other four tentacles heading her way.
One swept over her feet, making her stumble and fall on her back with a throbbing thud.
The first, startled cry.
A second one grabbed her by the midsection, thrusting her up in the air and shaking her roughly from side to side until Naraku was satisfied and her insides were churned.
The second, panic-driven cry.
Naraku wanted the Sacred Jewel, but it was obvious Kagome wasn't going to hand it over willingly. It was currently in her hand, as she'd intended to use its power to destroy him. Another tentacle meant to solve this issue by turning to rigid stone and cutting her hand off, the jewel still in its clutch. The appendage fell to the ground to remain a static, partially open fist, to the abject horror of its owner as the tentacle took the gem.
The third, pain-filled cry.
"You should have known you weren't worthy of fighting me," the wicked hanyou taunted just before delivering. An evil smirk was the last thing Kagome saw right before the last tentacle snapped her neck swiftly, dropping her body to the forest ground.
A last, half-cry.