A Little Too Late

~ Chapter Twelve~

Regarding The Falling Path, The Blazing Red Flows...

By Inuyashas Youkai

Seen by pained , and worrisome eyes , surging with the rage at the sight of the two somehow evilly giving the horrid bloody seen by which they were privy to , and without a way into the barrier that now block the ones watching from entering. Both within were stilled outside it now that whatever transpired for the warring hanyou friend to see anything other than his miko mate, and attack her with one swipe of his claws , as he held her while looking at her with a blank glassy expression. Nevertheless the knowing torrents of crimson fell from the crumpled form still being held in the hanyou's embrace, as Inuyasha's body did slack , and his eyes fell again close, with the theorized perception that was gained with the knowledge of what he done, before tears trailed down his cheeks while the being he held was again pulled close.

Furious growling carried outward with a slight undertones of a high pitched mourning whine that had almost had seemed as if the sounds being played for whomever would listen were answering the other. Sango, Miroku , and Sesshomeru were all still attempting to gain access beyond the force that kept them from assisting their friends, but yet at the moment their efforts proved to be in vain, as Souta watched on in his own misery while he took comfort in the sleeping fox kit that he still held.

~ In The Binds That Still Losely Hold~

Misty greys encompassed the area where nothing began , and nothing ended in the void where everything seemed to stand completely still. Deep within the silent swirl of a blank abyss, a dimming shine stood in the middle of it all with the hues of a fading light flickering in a pattern of a heartbeat following that of the first glimmer set in motion to lead the next. The pair ever not far enough away from the starting poise, but loosely connected as they joined from the small distance that the flow of time had them placed.

Simple sounds carried by a nonexistent gust of wind brushed away any sort of possibility that the soft wisps uplifting carried any meaning or relevance between the pulse that remained between the only two signs of movement within the chasm the pulse's themselves were lead. Neither knew of what purpose each of the held nor recalled anything but what they were now, only simple energies of light , and sound only hovering until the unknown ties between them can ever dissolve so their souls could move on or simply face away. Although one collection of what made up a single entitty in particular for some reason would not allow that to be , even if the reason wasn't known as to why itself , as the other was weary, and wanted to be set free.

Short lived sparks spasmed between the two , as though somehow they were speaking to another in some unknown language that neither could ever admit that was capable because of what they were, but the evidence was shown whether or not any of the residuals could hope to speak for not ever having a form containing a conscience. In the moments passing like a eternity the repetitive back , and forth between them began to form broken remenants of what had seemed to them was memories shattered , blurred together in some hopeless mess of a incomplete puzzle with missing pieces. Distorted spans of horrid sounds enough to make the simplest lifeforms cringe were them blasted to be forcefully, but proudly displayed shrilly around the specks that made them.

~ Shattered Existance ~

The hanyou still held the unmoving form tucked in , hidden with the protective hold in his embrace. Shaking under the strain of what had only just occurred since the continuance of this nightmare had begun. The beast within had took over immediately after, as its eyes settled on the fiery red instead of the pooling amber orbs that his mate loved , and forever used too. The creature having the reigns taken in his choosing , as it pushed all else aside including part of itself so that it could do what was instinctual demanded for him to do in what he was. At the moment presently thought it was unsure of that fact because of what it was forced to accomplish to have any hope to save the one he held , but the outcome because of what had led up to this was not a definite possibility , as the monster that would remain was warring to the parts of itself left behind outside itself, or at least that it what it liked to believe for the disgrace his counterparts made for him.

While the battle of words between them was never-ending , each counter part wanted to be heard , even demanded it, but it didn't mean than any part of it wasn't afriad, for it was because of what the stalemate in the ending conclusion meant. If a solution couldn't be reached then it would prove to a end , not only to themselves as a whole but to the one they sought to protect with its indecisiveness , and the inability to come together in the choice that was made .

~Blackened Void~

Silence filled her being as the tossed aside miko opened eyes to the coming darkness that overwhelmed the senses upon awakening , but was relieved that the loud demands had seized for the moment , and this gave time for the overworked mind to start turning once more. Moving to stand in almost upright sitting position , although slumped somewhat from the injuries only occurring shortly before. Tangled thoughts with jumbled questions , and not conceivable answer in sight for the one asking it in the way it could be understood.

' What was that the one keeping me here was asking for , the shikon jewel . What is it exactly , and if I had ever known about it , why is it that I can't remember anything of what it was to begin with. Was the man just delusional , or had I come in contact with such a object? Or is it that I had simply forgotten somehow , did something happen to me other than what I realize as soon I came back through the well so long ago?'

Sighing frustratedly as time seemed to become slowed , and still so answers in sight . The miko didn't know how long this place had been the sight within her eyes anymore , not at the moment did she care , all that mattered now was..

'Why was it that after the hanyou attacked her was she not dead as she longed for, and why was it that something had it out for her to witness the foul energy that was soon coming , and it bled crimson ? When it came would her wishes be granted if it followed when she took it upon herself , and failed to exist?'

TBC...