Death of an Anime
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Category:
InuYasha › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
1,042
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
Naraku...defeated??
A/N- So oddly enough, Naraku was killed off fairly early on. And rather quickly. Here's the second installment of this little anthology of death, the death of Inuyasha's foe.
Warnings: None
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Naraku stared at the monk before him. He had never in his wildest schemings thought that this frail human could have gotten this far against him. Kanna was dead, slain by the taijiya that had traveled with the heroic group. In the time since the sudden death of Inuyasha, the monk and the slayer had continued their crusade. Naraku felt he couldn't help but blame his former puppets for his problem. They had killed the hanyou so quickly, and Miroku and Sango put together had more intelligence and strategic powers than Inuyasha ever did. So now the taijiya was stuck in a fight against her dear little brother. The monk was his to face.
Miroku's hand went to the beads that wrapped his right hand. It would be the height of irony to suck this monster into the curse he himself had created. Poetic justice, pure and simple. Then Naraku smiled, his normal, cold cocky smirk, and the bees rose up from behind him, hovering in the air. Miroku let out an oath too colorful for any normal monk and re-wrapped his hand. He grasped his staff between his hands, but really...how was he supposed to just swing it at Naraku? This was his nemesis, it was his life-long goal, his curse to end, and ultimately...
...not his choice.
"Fujin no mai!!" Miroku ducked and rolled to the side at the sound of the familiar, pissed-off female voice. Sharp, bright blades of wind flew just over his head, toward the startled youkai. Kagura swung her fan again and again, righteous anger and vengeance glittering in her eyes as she snarled, attacking again and again. The Saimyoushou were slashed to pieces, bits of wasp falling onto the floor and writhing in their death throes. Naraku let out a strangled cry, the sound escalating into a scream as his flesh was ripped to shreds. Blood spattered the floor, oozing and spurting from the multitude of deep wounds that covered the black-haired man. Finally Kagura dropped her fan, arms trembling, her body exhausted, and cried to Miroku.
"Now!!!!"
Miroku didn't wait one minute longer. The beads were unwrapped. The curse unleashed.
"Kazaanaaaaa!!!!!"
~Owari
And Naraku goes down...who will be next??
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Warnings: None
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Naraku stared at the monk before him. He had never in his wildest schemings thought that this frail human could have gotten this far against him. Kanna was dead, slain by the taijiya that had traveled with the heroic group. In the time since the sudden death of Inuyasha, the monk and the slayer had continued their crusade. Naraku felt he couldn't help but blame his former puppets for his problem. They had killed the hanyou so quickly, and Miroku and Sango put together had more intelligence and strategic powers than Inuyasha ever did. So now the taijiya was stuck in a fight against her dear little brother. The monk was his to face.
Miroku's hand went to the beads that wrapped his right hand. It would be the height of irony to suck this monster into the curse he himself had created. Poetic justice, pure and simple. Then Naraku smiled, his normal, cold cocky smirk, and the bees rose up from behind him, hovering in the air. Miroku let out an oath too colorful for any normal monk and re-wrapped his hand. He grasped his staff between his hands, but really...how was he supposed to just swing it at Naraku? This was his nemesis, it was his life-long goal, his curse to end, and ultimately...
...not his choice.
"Fujin no mai!!" Miroku ducked and rolled to the side at the sound of the familiar, pissed-off female voice. Sharp, bright blades of wind flew just over his head, toward the startled youkai. Kagura swung her fan again and again, righteous anger and vengeance glittering in her eyes as she snarled, attacking again and again. The Saimyoushou were slashed to pieces, bits of wasp falling onto the floor and writhing in their death throes. Naraku let out a strangled cry, the sound escalating into a scream as his flesh was ripped to shreds. Blood spattered the floor, oozing and spurting from the multitude of deep wounds that covered the black-haired man. Finally Kagura dropped her fan, arms trembling, her body exhausted, and cried to Miroku.
"Now!!!!"
Miroku didn't wait one minute longer. The beads were unwrapped. The curse unleashed.
"Kazaanaaaaa!!!!!"
~Owari
And Naraku goes down...who will be next??
Leave a review!! Feedback is wonderful!!