A/N: Warning: This chapter has descriptive contents of a sexual nature, as well as graphic depictions of murder and violence.
~o•O•o~
Blunt cut, long, raven black hair laid across her creamy smooth back, as Kikyo dropped her white robe and let it flutter down and settle down around her ankles.
What am I doing? Why? She thought, as the gentle hands of the old seamstress assisted her into her new garments, tucking her away securely, tying straps deftly, before a man came and stood behind the thin bamboo paper shoji for privacy, and cleared his throat, holding a long bolt of fabric.
"The Lord Onigumo has requested Lady Kikyo be dressed in these garments," He said, as Kikyo turned to see the seamstress take them from behind the door, and her heart raced.
Lord and Lady... as if we are married!
"My, he must think highly of ye, Miko." The elderly woman cackled, as she came before Kikyo, and presented the garment. "Purple dye is expensive... and butterflies, for royalty. Even the flowers match your pretty name. Isn't that charming?"
Kikyo's heart froze in her chest as she eyed the delicate patterns on the fabric, and a lump rose in her throat as she nodded, accepting.
"Yes...I will wear it. And, please. Call me Kikyo." She said softly, and closed her eyes.
~o•O•o~
Onigumo slid his sword back into the sheath at his waist, smiling slightly as he observed himself in the full length mirror. Regal, refined, intimidating. He thought of himself, with a smirk, in the black robe with orange and green flourishes, and an indigo half robe overtop. He had spared no expense clothing himself and Kikyo, and he also made sure that their clothing did not clash, for whatever reason. He'd entertained the shopkeeper's simple mistake in speech, and indulged him in thinking that Kikyo were his wife, or that he were courting her, and the shopkeep made no question, he went along with it as it were customary, then catered to Onigumo's every whim, and found the perfect garment that would suit and flatter Kikyo's fair skin and hopefully, please her.
He heard a small shuffle, and turned quickly, hearing the soft steps she made towards him. "Onigumo?" She said softly, gazing at his back, his broad shoulders beneath a curtain of his wavy dark locks. He turned quickly, and took in the sight of her as she covered part of her face shyly with her hair, and held down the skirt, though it came down to past her knees, she couldn't help but feel overexposed with her calves bared in such a way. Her robe was white at the shoulders, with a gradual shift in color, to periwinkle blue, lavender, then violet at the bottom, with red butterflies, and Kikyo flowers falling from her shoulders in small petals, then grew to large blossoms at the hem, with a red obi, and a purple tie on it.
"I couldn't possibly.. walk outside like this... I'll be stared at." She said in a low whisper, and he shook his head.
"I'll be with you." He said, and came forward, moving her hair out of her face so that he could see her, as she looked up, with faint pink at the apples of her cheeks, he took her hand and reassured her with a nod.
"Don't worry, Kikyo. No-one will find anything odd about your appearance. You're a young lady, this is the natural way for you to dress." He said kindly and she nodded, pulling her hand away.
"Thank you, but you didn't need to spend the extra coin on me, I will likely return to my robes once I go home. That is what's natural for me." She said, swallowing down her emotions, and turning away, her head ducked low in her bashfulness as she walked out of the shop, and he followed.
"Say, Kikyo.. surely you're hungry, we should eat something with more sustenance than fat little sparrows." He said, nudging her, and she blushed furiously, recalling the way he'd picked her up to fetch them where her arrow had pinned them to the wall. Onigumo blushed for another reason, and looked away, remembering the brief accidental peek up her skirt.
"Fine, but that's it afterwards, we have to return to the village. Having been gone this long, I'm surprised InuYasha hasn't come sniffing around." She said, taking his offered elbow hesitantly and gripping his bicep as he held it out for her, she felt vulnerable in such light garments, her bow was left attached to the horse's saddle at the stables, but Onigumo at least had a sword. Not that any man would make a pass at her.
"What do you want to eat?" He said, pulling her along a little faster, as they came into the market and she looked around quickly, feeling the heat from the many open air vendors all around, as fresh food sizzled, cooked over an open flame. One vendor sautéed meat and vegetables in his hot frying pan, drizzling oil into it and stirring it quickly. Her stomach growled, but it was much too hot to eat fried food.
"Something cold," She said, flinching back from the possibility of grease splatter burning her. Onigumo reflexively put his arm around her shoulders to protect her and smiled, walking her over to a familiar stall, where he pointed and she looked over the glass covered contents of the stall on ice eagerly, licking her lips just slightly as they gestured to the vendor which items they would like to take, putting them into a wooden box with glossy black paint. They thanked the vendor, and Kikyo thanked Onigumo, as she looked up at him curiously. Somehow, he knew his way around this town as well, but they had never once crossed paths?
"We should eat this quickly before it gets warm, come on Kikyo, I have a secluded place we can go." He said quickly, pulling her out of the way of a crowd of people as she stumbled a small amount, made more shy and flighty by their current predicament. Kikyo tugged naggingly at his hand on her shoulder; wishing he wouldn't drape it over her as if they were drunks stumbling through an alley, but she had to admit... it felt nice. For a fleeting moment, she gave into the fantasy that they were ordinary people; just another couple walking affectionately close, as she rested her head on his chest, and felt the sensation of going downhill, away from the bustling city, and down a long, shady dirt path. Kikyo opened her eyes, finding herself somewhat sleepy, then shook her head, pushing herself away from him.
Onigumo looked at her with a curious eye, as Kikyo pulled away from him as if burnt. He felt hurt; but tried not to dwell on it, he understood that she had respect for herself, and boundaries; but, he wished she would allow herself the small comfort that felt so nice, with her in his arms. She turned to look at him speculatively, almost suspicious as he was lost in his thoughts.
"Where are we going?" She said abruptly, and that snapped him out of it, and he took a deep inhale, and sighed, tilting his head towards the grassy hill, where they would sit beneath a large maple tree, with bright yellow and green star-shaped leaves. She nodded, and followed him up the hill, pausing to take his offered hand, and climb up to the summit. The shadows trembled, flecks of sunlight dancing throughout and making a motley of light on the ground, as sitting in the cool shade felt comfortable compared to the hot sun.
"This is just a place I like to go when I want to be alone, away from all the noise." He said, and opened the bento box. Onigumo handed Kikyo a pair of chopsticks, and set the box on his lap for them to share, as they sat close beside one another.
"When have you ever come here? I've never seen you in town on my many trips." She said, and took a cucumber roll between the prongs, biting into it as she waited for him to answer.
"Well, I've traveled all across these lands, My Lady. Perhaps we were just not meant to meet, until now." He said, and took a bite. Kikyo watched him curiously, the stick lingering in her mouth as she watched him, and his eyes flickered back to hers, amused by the way she seemed lost in place, with a far-away gaze.
"Kikyo?" He said, and touched her arm. She pulled the stick away quickly; feeling embarrassed. She lowered her gaze, hiding her eyes with her bangs as she quickly took a large slice of sweet crab meat, and put it into her mouth to give herself an excuse to not answer. Onigumo observed her, then did the same, not wishing to press her patience. A while later, the box was empty, and they simply stared out at the open field around them, the wild wheat, and flowers swaying around them, creating a sweet, earthy fragrance.
"Do you believe in...? Nevermind." She said quickly, shaking her head, dismissing her own question. Onigumo paused, gulping and looked up. "Believe in what?" He asked, showing her his attentive gaze, that he hoped was welcoming to her questions.
"Forget it, you said you are not a spiritual man. You would think it was foolish." She said, flapping her hand and laughing nervously. Onigumo smiled, he wanted to entertain her. He set aside the empty box, and turned to face her.
"Tell me, I'm an open book. Talk to me as if I were spiritual, perhaps it would resonate." He said, and she sighed, shaking her head.
"Alright, but this is nothing that deep. Just a child's game. A game of fate." She smirked, a playful light in her eyes. Kikyo looked down, and searched the grass for a blade of wild wheat, and found two. Onigumo looked on, very curious as she tied the two stems together.
"Ok, if we were destined to meet, we will both pull off the wheat. If one of us is destined with another, the other will fall, and we shant ever meet again once we meet our destined soulmate." She smiled, playfully, and he hummed with interest.
"Oh? Kikyo, you think of me so kindly?Flatterer. What if your soulmate is InuYasha? Does that mean you'll give birth to a litter of pups?" He teased, and she shook her head, grimacing.
"Onigumo! That's rude. This is just a game! Now, take this end." She said, and he took the end, frowning a moment, for a second he felt like he didn't want to play this game. He didn't need to imagine Kikyo in the place of Reika, though she was gone, dead to him, Kikyo would only hurt him, and run to InuYasha just like Reika and the half-demon.
"I'm not so sure I like this game." He said, and frowned, loosening his hand.
"Oh, come now! It's child's play." Kikyo urged, and he found it hard to resist the enthusiasm in her warm, almond brown eyes. "Fine, but if we both break, then I get to choose the next game." He said, grinning wryly, and Kikyo's cheeks reddened.
"That won't happen, you'll fall back on your ass." She sneered, then her eyes widened as she realized her slip.
"Foul-mouthed little miko!" He admonished, in a devilish whisper, and she giggled, then placed both hands on the stalk to pull it with all her might. Onigumo did the same, meeting her eyes with his own russet ones in a challenge.
"Ok, on three, we pull, got it?" She said, and he nodded.
"One... two... three!" They both pulled the slippery blade of wheat, and immediately, she fell back, and Onigumo did too, still holding his portion. They both laughed, and sat up, then inspected their results. He held the majority of the stalk, whereas Kikyo had none.
"Show me your hands." He said, and she hid them behind her back, shaking her head, looking reluctant.
"Kikyo...?" He said, leaning forth as she tucked in her chin, shaking her head in refusal to show him her end.
"No. I hate this game!" She suddenly cried out, and he pulled her hands free, and found the shedded blade of wheat torn to pieces in her palm. Onigumo frowned, picking it up, and tossing it.
"Who cares about some dumb game, Kikyo. See why this was foolish? Now you're destined to a fate that you didn't ask for." He said, dropping her hands.
"W-Why? What was yours?" She said, her eyes large with her childish innocence, as she slightly hiccuped in her throat. He looked behind him, to where it was discarded, and picked it up, quickly cutting off the wheat with his nail before she could see, and showed her the stalk.
"Oh! Onigumo, yours broke too?" She smiled, and her eyes lit up with gladness.
"Yes." He nodded, setting it down, biting his cheek.
"That means we'll be friends forever." She said softly, and he looked up, smirking.
"...Friends?" He questioned, tilting his head. Kikyo's smile faltered, and she laughed softly.
"Well, that's all we evercouldbe, Onigumo...Unless, I.." She said, and her hand went to her chest, and his eyes flickered down, to where she fiddled with a pretty lilac gem on a chain of white bone shards. His blood pressure rose as her nervous fiddling with the jewel revealed a soft crevasse in her exposed bosom, and his eyes traveled back up her long, delicate throat slowly, then back to her face. "Unless...?" He whispered, and inched forward on his hands and knees, until Kikyo leaned back on one hand. She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes concealing her tears from him.
"Unless, I were to wish to be an ordinary woman, and wish away this wretched jewel... Either that, or if fate has its way, wish for... InuYasha to be human." She whispered, and her words made no sense to him, wish? Wishing to who? His breathing began to grow frantic, as he stroked the soft hair on the back of her head to soothe her.
"But, you don't have to do anything you don't want to, Kikyo! To me, you are more than just ordinary. You are extraordinary. You don't have to be with InuYasha if he doesn't want you! Be with me. I do want you, Kikyo..." He whispered huskily, and Kikyo gasped as she looked down his robe and saw the grooves of his muscle, and dark hair trailing down his center that made a sudden tingle in her belly, as Onigumo's hand travelled down her hair, and to the small of her back, very carefully, slowly as he inched his way over her, and she looked up, grasping his shoulder for support.
"Onigumo.." She sighed, and squeezed her eyes shut, the tears falling down her cheeks, as she pulled on the chord of the necklace, and it broke, and fell into the grass between them. He scooped her into his arms, and pulled her to his body all in one swift movement, and held her, his face buried in her hair as Kikyo gasped, and held onto him, pressing her cheek into his shoulder.
"We cannot... we can only be friends.." She whispered, and gripped his shoulder. Onigumo's breath was hot in her ear, as he wrapped another hand around her, gripping her hip, and pressed her legs to his side, avoiding pressing himself between them as the summer heat made his mind swim with heady fantasies, and a bead of sweat rolled down his spine, as he took in the scent of her throat, lightly spiced with her own perspiration as her breath came out quickly in gasps and shudders, the sweat between her thighs making them slide, as Onigumo fell atop her, and they parted, as they met, nose to nose.
"I don't feel like you are destined to be a friend, not when I feel this desire for you, Kikyo... I could take you, far from here... we can go wherever you wish, if you wished to be my wife, I'd never leave you left wanting for my affection..." He breathed, and Kikyo felt heat flooding through her from her fingers, to her toes as the fabric between them became damp, and she felt his firmness pressing onto her, and rubbing her in a way that made her mewl, gripping his back desperately.
"Make me your wife then," She panted, and his eyes lit with surprise, then his face lowered, watching her eyes, as they closed, and she waited for him to kiss her. He pressed a gentle kiss to her lips, pulling back, her sweet lips parted, and she arched her hips up, her yukata skirt rising, and gathering around her hips as Onigumo moved between her legs to kiss her again, tenderly caressing her lips with his, as his hardness became more evident to her, his robe fell open and the thin fabric of his fundoshi rubbed on hers teasingly as his hot tongue slipped languidly into her mouth, and hers touched his; tentatively, before he gyrated against her again, teasing her heat with his pressure, and Kikyo moaned, opening her mouth wider as her hips bucked unconsciously, and moisture oozed from her from his touch, lit on fire by his kiss.
"Kikyo," He panted, and kissed her throat, as she gasped and squealed, her body washed in pleasurable warmth, as she grew greedy for his touch, and greedy to touch him, stroking his upper body, his abdomen, and biceps. His large hands groped her breasts, massaging them as he rocked his girth along her parted lips, and the fabric became drenched, hot from friction as she panted, feeling herself throbbing there, she wrapped her legs around his waist.
"Forget about the gods, and fate...for once, just let me be a woman, Onigumo...please.." She whimpered, and he pulled back from nibbling her throat, and gulped, looking down at the dishevelled woman, as she looked down and grasped his erection, her other hand on her flushing cheek as she held it in her hand lightly, and stroked.
" ..Ah...Are you sure?" He said, and she nodded, biting her lip. Onigumo trailed his fingers up her exposed thigh, and to the inside of her lily white flesh, making her shiver from his touch, as she slowly stroked him. He kissed her sternum, and found her hard nipple through the fabric, and mouthed it carefully, as his hand travelled up, and stroked the thin fabric clinging to her flushed, pink labia. She jerked in reaction to his feather light touch; whimpering, and he shushed her, pressing one finger down the center, and stroking, finding her hardened bud, and rolling it beneath his fingers as he sucked her nipple through the fabric, feeling hesitant to bare her out in the open, though his groin ached for her, the motions of her hand causing more tension, his erection taut up against his abdomen as he watched the pleased faces she made, and how she writhed on the ground beneath him.
"Onigumo...!" Kikyo whimpered, and looked down with pleading eyes full of need, and he nodded, and pulled her cotton thong away, then returned to her lips, massaging hers with his, before easing them open with his darting tongue, as he felt down her thick thatch of black hair, then the smoothness below, as his fingers grazed her glistening bud, and touched her carefully, wetting his fingers as he stroked her heated entrance, then pinched her clit between her fingers, and made her mewl, fluid flowing down her parted thighs, as she gripped his shaft harder.
He grit his teeth and groaned, then released the pressure, then pinched gently again, as she moaned into his mouth, he found her opening, and dipped one finger in; curling it up against her grooves, and rubbing his palm against her clitoris as their mouths parted, and she panted, her eyes hazy as he inserted another finger, and pumped them faster, making her walls throb around him, she squeezed her legs around his arm and cried out, then was silenced by his kiss, as he prepared her for him, reaching down to make an opening for his erection to slip out, the head shiny and flushed with engorged blood at the tip as he moved her hand away, and pressed the bulb to her, stroking it up and down to wet himself, before pressing against her entrance.
Kikyo clutched his back, her legs quivering as he pushed forth, the exposed parts of them from the folds on their clothing meeting salaciously, as his girth pushed inside her, invading her tightly clenched core, as Kikyo whimpered, opening her legs wider for him, until at last he was able to sink inside, and she could feel his heat curving up inside her, pushing through her tight pillowy ridges, and connecting. He sighed, his mouth parted, as he looked down at Kikyo, a beautiful mess beneath him, and began moving, slowly, allowing her to lubricate him as she grew used to his girth, and he bent one of her legs up, and slowly drove into her, each thrust hitting her sweet spot.
Kikyo cried out and gripped his shoulders, her body hot and tingling with the new sensations that made her toes curl, as Onigumo sunk down and pressed deep inside her and throbbed, as their mouths met; and imitated the same movement, she began to feel her walls moving with his deep thrusts that hit her belly, and made her moan hoarsely. Liquid washed over him, drenching his groin, and making him glide in and out with ease, the wetness making him slippery, his flushed pink testes gently hitting her bottom as they made love, Onigumo held Kikyo's long pale leg over his shoulder, against his chest, and stared into her eyes, pushing his weight down into her, as she stared back with lust.
"Kikyo... I'm going to make you forget all about that half-demon... I'll make you mine soon...You're mine." He groaned, feeling his groin tightening, as she tensed beneath him, and gasped, "Yes!" as his thrusts became swifter, and the friction inside increased. Kikyo moaned heavily as he hit her cervix, and struck there, causing her climax to come over her fast and hard; her body shaking as she cried out loud, her orgasm splashing out between them. His thrusts grew more passionate and uncontrolled, messy; her body grinding sweetly against his, as Kikyo melted into pleasure beneath him.
Onigumo panted heavily, staring down into her eyes as he felt his orgasm building, and then blinding, as it gushed out, and he connected deep with her, hitting her cervix hard and lodging there firmly, holding her still as her womb swelled with his heat, then shuddering as he pulled back, and it flowed out of her with a gush, and he thrust back again; dripping with his own essence, and shook as he rode out his climax inside of her, her walls tightening and milking out the hot liquid, until he quivered, and pulled back quickly, his eyes wide as he stared down at her, panting, her eyes wide, gazing back at him. They stared at one another for a long moment, breathing heavily, until Kikyo spoke.
"What have we done?" She whispered, and Onigumo was breathless, shaking his head. "We haven't done anything wrong, Kikyo..." He panted, as Kikyo looked up to him; the answer was the opposite in her mind, and she suddenly cried, "I've sinned!" He looked at her with panicked question flashing through his eyes.
"It's ok, Kikyo!" He reassured, but she began to sob violently, he grabbed her and held her tightly in his arms, holding her firmly, as he stared at the broken blade of wheat on the ground, and felt as if he had stolen something very sacred; both from Kikyo, and the vengeful Gods he feared. Onigumo pulled back, and wiped her tears, covering her nudity, and his own, and shushing her, as he pulled her tightly to his chest and rocked her, staring up at the sky in wonder, as the light hit the jewel, and sparkled.
The string of fate, as they would have it... had been cut in two. Destiny, altered.
~o•O•o~
The terrible screams grew more intense as InuYasha ran, holding the sobbing Kaede in his arms, he could see the village cresting over the hill, and the black smoke of blazing fires with it. The cries of the villagers, and the sound of slicing swords rang out, as he leapt up into the air, and landed, hard on the packed soil with a puff of dust around his red robes.
"InuYasha! InuYasha help us!" A villager cried, as they saw through the opening between a bandit's legs, before that bandit plunged his sword in her belly.
"Hey! You!" He growled, and Kaede scrambled away quickly, running towards the temple blindly, where she could lock herself safely inside. The bandit turned and sighted InuYasha, and chuckled, waving his bloody sword in the air.
"Oh, everyone stop what you're doing! The half-demon is here to save the day!" He shouted, laughing, as the other bandits finished teasing their victims, and simply slaughtered them, as others made women cry out from inside, where they were being brutalized.
InuYasha ran, not wanting to waste any time, and knocked the sword from his hand. He hesitated; as the bandit dropped it, his hands shaking as the half-demon loomed over him. Then, InuYasha punched him, knocking him out. He didn't want to have to kill all these bandits, but maybe he would have to, if they didn't stop.
Not like they don't deserve it!
He thought, snarling, and began finding bandits, taking them out one by one, rescuing the villagers as he knocked out whatever bandits he could find. InuYasha came inside a small house, and came upon a bandit hunched over a young woman with long black hair, roughly mounting the pregnant woman as he held a blade to her throat. InuYasha paused, not sure how to handle the tense situation.
"Get offa' her, now, before I slice you to bits!" He growled, and the man looked up, and grinned, only moving more aggressively as the woman yelped and moaned hoarsely, then turned and looked into InuYasha's eyes with a slaw-jawed, moon-eyed gaze. InuYasha couldn't help the frightening imagery he saw, as she became Kikyo in his mind, and the man, Onigumo, as he grunted, she grunted and panted with him, jerking her hips up violently.
"Yes, yes oh!" She moaned, and pulled him down by his backside so the filthy bandit could spill his seed into her as she convulsed, staring into InuYasha's eyes, and grinning with satisfaction. An empty look came over the woman's eyes, as the bandit stood and dropped her, pulling up his trousers.
"What, you want er' next? Or you just like to watch?" He chuckled, but InuYasha could only stare at the woman's face, as she gulped and looked at him, licking her lips and spreading her legs, showing him her soiled genitals, oozing with milky fluids. InuYasha's heart hammered in his chest, and his claws extended, as he quickly whirled around and slashed the bandit's throat, instantly killing him.
He covered his nose with his sleeve and looked away quickly, ready to leave, not before hearing the woman say, "Won't you give me a happy ending, beautiful demon? Mate me before you slay me." She whispered, and he growled, clenching his fist, his nails digging into his palm, blood dripping down his fingers.
"No. You're not dead yet, just dirty." He growled, and the woman chuckled softly, as he heard a strange wet noise, and her soft moaning.
"Yeah, I'm dirty, soil me, make me your bitch..." She panted, as the disgusting squelching sound became faster.
"No, stop it! Kikyo!" He screamed, then flinched angrily, and the blades of blood flew at her, slicing her body into four halves.
InuYasha froze, staring as her body abruptly lost it's liveliness, sinking down as if deflating, her blood pulsing out in gallons, as he removed his sleeve from his face and was hit with the overwhelming scent of blood and bodily fluids.
Then, he gasped, as he could see the infant sliding out, sliced cleanly in half, and screamed, backing out of the hut, and into the street; thoroughly traumatized by what he had seen and done.
"This is wrong! I... I can't kill humans... I'm not like those other demons!" He cried out, and stumbled backwards, and felt something behind him stopping him. He turned, and was startled to see the rest of the bandits all grouped around, and even village men, and other bandits he didn't recognize.
"Demon, half-demon, you're all the same!" A man sneered, poking him with his blade.
"You're no better than us!" Another shouted, and InuYasha disagreed, shaking his head violently.
"No! I'm no lowly bandit like you! I may be a demon, but I don't hurt innocent people!"
He shouted, as his eyes burned with his anguish, bloodshot from holding back his tears.
"Well, you did one hell of a job on that little whore in there, did you know she let the entire bandit troupe fuck her? We weren't done having our fun with that filthy little slut, Kayako." A large bandit chuckled, his fat, hairy gut oozing out from his armour, shiny, and as he laughed, it jiggled.
"Oh! Look at me!Tee hee!~" He mocked, puffing out his fat belly and rubbing it as if he were pregnant, "I'm sweet little Kayako! Oh no! I'm diced up into little bitty pieces!" He cackled cruelly, as the others all chuckled as well, "I hope you had your fun with the wench before you dismembered her, or else it'll have all been a waste!" Another shouted, as InuYasha's eyes stung, and tears rolled down his cheeks in hot streaks.
"She's not... She's not a whore!" He growled, his entire body shaking as they all surrounded him, taunting and teasing, jabbing him with their swords, drawing blood as he stood, stiffly.
"Oh, that's right! You're always licking at the heels of the pretty priestess, Kikyo~!" They all laughed at him, making a mockery of his affection for Kikyo, their relationship that was pure; precious, even.
"Our old leader took off with her now, so I doubt you'll ever see her again!" One shouted, "Yeah! Onigumo seemed to take a real interest in that one!" They all agreed. "He never takes women for himself, not since Reika." InuYasha growled, panting heavily, snarling as his face darkened below his thick bangs.
"Well, she ain't fit to be a miko now, I bet!" They all laughed, and their new leader stepped forth, donning shiny red armour with chipped paint, and lanced InuYasha through the thigh with a spear.
"Fight back, mutt! He just stands there and takes our stabbing, unbelievable!" He scoffed, pulling out the spear. InuYasha moved quickly, and grabbed the spear, and drove it into the leader's armour, up into his ribcage, and hefted him up, making the man slide down as he twitched.
"Eat this!" He snarled, and jerked the lance harder, as it resurfaced from the bandit leader's throat, in a bloody spike, and he spat blood out from his mouth with a bloody gurgle, and croaked out a long death rattle as InuYasha tossed him to the ground, blood still bubbling from his lips.
The bandits all backed away, frightened by the violent display. InuYasha looked up, and gave them all a sideways smirk, his fang jutting over his lip, as his eyes became red with turquoise pupils, and purple demonic markings appeared on his face.
"You're all dead," He snarled, in a seething demonic voice, and leapt forward, slashing all of them violently with his claws, blood splashing in the air as he took them down by the dozens, slaughtering them unmercifully; made a beast by the demon blood awakened inside, as the heavy scent of human blood, and the fragile state of his lacerated body caused him to be forced into survival mode; which had only one possible outcome. And that was to kill anything and everyone around him to preserve himself, as his mental awareness became clouded by bloodlust, and his body became instantaneously healed, his physical strength dramatically increased.
The bandits run in terror, but InuYasha only continues to pursue them, and they have no chance for escape, as he uses his arms like slicing swords, his claws beheading, dismembering, and disengorging hearts all in swift, heavy blows, that send splashes of hot red blood into the air, drenching him, but this no longer bothers InuYasha. The shackles of his half-human heart have fallen away, leaving him devoid of empathy, even as the bandits pitifully beg for their lives.
"Please, don't kill me! I have family at home! My wi-" He was cut off, as InuYasha slashed him, and his face fell away as it was separated from his brain cavity, and he fell forward. InuYasha slowed a moment, huffing in the coppery scent of freshly spilt blood, and rumbling with an animalistic purr as he licked his fingers clean.
"InuYasha, what have you become? Nothing but a beast; A killing thing." A smooth, baritone voice interrupted his claw cleaning, as InuYasha jumped back, and snarled.
"Rrr... Sesshomaru! What do you want...?"
Sesshomaru stepped forth, looking down at the multitudes of slain humans all around, and scoffing.
"That half-human vessel you are in cannot hold the power of our father's blood, you are nothing but a wild mongrel, driven to insanity." He said slowly, calmly as he pulled his sword from his sheath with one hand, and pointed it at InuYasha, who flinched.
"I must put you down, brother. But first, show me what you're capable of, and perhaps we can make your final moments more... interesting." He said coolly, with a laughing tone, and surged forth, as InuYasha lept, snarling.
~o•O•o~
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