The Principle of Evil Made Flesh

She was on fire. She was flying. She went super-nova and collapsed
into the singular antithesis of creation.

Kagome screamed and screamed as blue-black pleasure and red pain flared and bloomed as she came at her Master’s command. When blood began to froth upon her open lips in pink flecks, still Kagome howled in darkness. The spasms of shrill sensation slowly began to ebb as her life began to drift off with them.

Naraku slowly continued to let the fingers he had buried in the priestess’s body elongate and push relentlessly forward. He slowly sent the spikes through organ, muscle and sinew as he felt her power and that of her soul’s Jewel swiftly begin to remake him in his own image.

Kagome gasped and tried to bring much needed air into her lungs, but they didn’t seem to want to cooperate at all. A fire of pain was eating her alive from the inside out and as she looked up at her lover, her Master, the dying girl recognized for the first and last time, the blue-black rays of absolute power now danced along Naraku’s hard eyes.

He had wanted to keep her, Kagome was certain but he had told InuYasha and he had told her too that the Shikon no Tama and power where the only things worth dying for. The fading Miko no Shikon knew the next words out of her mouth were going to be her last; she hoped desperately that she could break with her personal tradition and make them good.

“Naraku… I would rather be dead than without you. You…laid your plans perfectly when you… sought my destruction.”

Naraku gritted his fangs together and knew he would miss his wicked little miko bitch. He did not know love and he did not know mercy – but what he did know was close enough.

“Please, if you ever knew a moment’s love… for me… then kill me quickly!” Kagome begged in a breathless rush only to find she couldn’t take another breath. Autonomic panic set in and she began to claw at her throat, eyes bulging like a stranded fish.

“Hai, my Kagome – I will.”, Naraku growled and thrust his cruel spikes home into her fibrillating heart and stopped it. It was his first murder as a full and complete youkai.

He never saw the blinding flash much less felt it as the Jewel winked out of the world. He too was gone.

~*~

Kagome turned over and the wet spot on her silken pillow woke her with a start. Had she had a nightmare? The dark shiro around her slept and dreamed as the girl threw on a priceless Tyrian purple yukata and padded outside in bare feet to the fountain for a quick drink.

Sliding the shoji closed quietly, the long-legged woman who would somehow always be a girl plopped down quickly onto her large futon and snuggled under her blanket. She must have been having some dream, she felt like she’d run a hundred miles and her heart was still hammering! Too bad she couldn’t remember it. Twisting in limber habit, Kagome shucked off her yukata without getting out from under the covers and sighed. The darkness seemed to watch her so the girl threw the silken covers over her head and snuggled down to resume her sleep.

Something blew across the back of her neck.

Rolling over, she came face to face with Naraku as he leaned down into her shocked open lips and kissed her hard.

“I have such wonderful things to show you, my Kagome.”, he purred and drug a slow claw down her bare breast.

It all came flooding back to her in chilling rush.

“Get off of m-!”, she started to indignantly yell at the darkly beautiful demon interloper who now shared her bed.

Clamping a large clawed hand over the smart mouth which he loved so much, Naraku straddled her lap and leaned down next to her captive ear, blowing a slight fog of cold poison against her sensitive skin.

“Your sharp tongue gives no orders here, my little priestess.”, he whispered in a deep, lusting voice that echoed and carried…

…that same voice echoed and carried within a dark, dank cavern; a cavern where a small, flashing round jewel sat alone upon the rocky floor.


-fin