The Past To Hate

Chapter Four

"What is taking so long?" Naraku came once again to check up on his creation. The old witch cackled at the hanyou's impatience. He'd come in almost every hour to see if it was done. The girl should have arose by now but something was causing it to stall. Then again if she was a miko depending on the power she was yielding could cause delays.

"It will be soon, you remember we are not making her of dirt and bones but of flesh. To be honest I have no idea what form she will take upon arising. She may be a monster, who knows."

The evil hanyou was tired of waiting it has been two days since they started. Yet the woman wasn't done cooking. He was anxious to set the woman on his nemisis. Better yet to see Kikyo's face when she came face to face with a miko with greater power than her own.

Oki gasped when the shell began to break. She turned to see Naraku already behind her, waiting to see his new toy. A light came from the crack blinding the old witch. The top began to break and fall to the floor. Naraku removed the remaining shell to get a good look. Oki licked her lips at the sight. "Very nice," She eyed the girl sleeping in the base. Her black hair fell to her waist in waves, her body was perfect. Her breast were large and firm, legs slender, with a narrow waist. "It would seem she took the shape of her former body. Pity her powers purified most of the demonic aura. You can feel it there, she is no longer human yet not a youkai. An abomination. But she is of flesh and blood as you wished. All her memories should be intake since it appears the soul was successfully brought back."

A hand shot up grabbing the side. Naraku watched as the girl sat up looking straight ahead. He had to admit she was beautiful. He felt lust rising as he gazed down at her. "Get her up and dressed."

The witch helped her out all the while she barely moved. Naraku handed her a miko's clothing. She assumed it was his idea of funny. He was a sadistic bastard. She checked for signs to make sure the girl's soul was indeed there. "Everything turned out perfect."

"I will return in the morning will she be aware then?"

"Yes, my the morning it will be like she never died."

"Very well, I will come for her in the morning. We will see how she reacts when I inform her of where to find Inuyasha. I will enjoy watching her kill him. I will take her to take her revenge out on him." Naraku was smiling as he walked out the door. He was so happy with the development, he didn't notice the pair of green eyes burning holes in his back.

Inuyasha was getting pelted by questions. All he could tell them is that his mother and he had once lived in that village. He didn't remember any preistess. He'd only been a child so how could he have killed her. It just didn't make sense they had their information mixed up.

"Why did Sesshomaru get so upset when you got near her grave?" Shippo asked. He was eating some candy Kagome had brought him.

"Hell if I know. It couldn't have been a miko's grave she'd had to be a human for that. Sesshomaru would never bother with a human alive much less after she's dead."

"Well, what about Rin? He takes care of her so he must not really hate humans." Kagome said.

"Maybe it's just you Inuyasha. Maybe he just doesn't like you." Miroku said. He'd never seen Sesshomaru go out of his way to destroy a human village or kill a human. Of course he'd tried to kill Kagome and himself but they had been siding with his brother during a fight. He also had the human child with him. A child he seemed very protective of. "What if he cared about this human too and you did cause her death. It would explain his hatred towards you."

"Then why didn't he kill me as a child? It would have been easy for him." Inuyasha stated.

"Good point, right after her death his hatred would have been the strongest. I'm out of suggestions. So what do we do? Do we go after the ashes?" Miroku watched Sango sit down beside him and his hand reached out. She sat down on his hand and cried out.

"I don't care what he does with her ashes. If she comes back and has some grudge against me I'll just kill her." The hanyou sighed and jumped up into a tree. He was tired of thinking and ready for bed. He'd had another nightmare the night before. It had left him so shaken sleep evaded him for the remaider of the night. This time he saw demons coming in their home and rushing him and his mother. Suddenly he found himself in an open field. He remembered thinking to himself that he shouldn't have wandered off. But he'd left his ball outside and went to find it. He saw himself as a child running through the woods a demon bearing down on him as he cried. He felt himself trip and fall forward calling out. He turned to see the demon bringing the blade down, then blood was everywhere. He would then wake up crying, shaking from the dream. Was he tring to remember something?


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