Poison

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Chapter 5: Condescending Eyes

Walking up to Inuyasha, and finding futility in gaining his interest, Kagome ‘hmphed’ and walked over to a concerned Miroku, her many questions ready at hand.

“Hey houshi… I thought you told me that Sango’s father killed the demon before he made her come with you...” Kagome speculated; worry glittering in her blue grey eyes.

Miroku didn’t turn to answer and instead watched Sango anxiously, wondering what the slayer planned to do after hearing the news of her father. He was shocked at what that demon had to say and felt remorse and anger for what was occurring before his very eyes.

Keeping his eyes on Sango, Miroku answered his friend with an unusually serious voice.

“I thought so too, I caught a glimpse of its slaying, and I was sure that demon had been killed, but everything you see before you news to both of us.” He stated, now in deep contemplation of how he could help Sango get out of the situation. He worried for the girl, although she was a talented slayer, that sort of grief thrust upon anybody could cloud normally good judgment.

“Shouldn’t we help her then?” Kagome asked switching her glances between her new friend and the half demon. Of course there were other youkai break outs, but fighting wasn’t allowed at the Sakura War and those who started trouble were immediately eliminated by the staff, no questions asked. So shouldn’t they stop this demon now? it was an apparent threat, so why was everybody holding back?

“Yes…. but I'm debating on whether or not to get rid of it so quickly, he may be the only way for her to finally lift the curse... she is completely capable of finishing that demon off, but then again that demon might cause a more danger to her because we don’t know what it can do…” The monk rambled on, still indecisive about the actions he should or shouldn’t take. The young girl beside him sighed in confusion, now concentrating more on Sango, who was just staring at her opponent like nothing had happened.

“Youko, we have to do something! I mean, she’s just an innocent girl and that youkai is clearly picking on her, not to mention the fact that it killed her dad!” Yusuke reasoned to his teammate, who currently stood transfixed by the drama unfolding. Although Yusuke had used a light tone in describing the complex situation, he ached to give that demon a damn good beating for what he did to that Sango girl. Usually he would have already gone up to that youkai and given him a well earned punch, but he had enough restraint to leave the beating to girl who deserved her vengeance. But that’s why he wanted to ask the fox… if he said it was alrite to intervene, he would have been here yesterday.

While Yusuke nudged for a response, Youko merely stood there watching, absorbed in his own thoughts. He couldn’t help but notice that she was hiding something. As a fox he was the type to be curious about mysterious things so he watched, interested in what was left to be revealed. That girl had thoroughly intrigued him, just by her first impression and he hadn’t even met her yet!

Beyond the fact that she was stunningly beautiful he saw more, he just had to try and figure out what type of person she was. Although it seemed like a very stupid time to just watch, the co- owner had already had said not to intervene.

“So, what do you want to do?... Youko?” Yusuke asked impatiently, now balling his fists as he watched the girl stare on, wanting to fill her lack of reaction with as many kicks and punches possible.


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Sango stood incredulous to the leering crowd, sharp glass at her feet, and the pain in her soul.

Did he really kill her father!?

Whispers of her lack of reaction were flying past, questions floated by her inattentive ears, whilst the red vine covered hanyou stood before her, smug as ever, now sitting down in his chair with a cocky smirk at his handiwork.

“What do you have against my family… youkai.” She stated in a low voice, seemingly disregarding everything the demon had just said about her father, saying ‘youkai’ with such a venomous tone that it hung thick in the air, causing the demons around her to catch their breath from the emotion she showed with just one word.

“What?” the hanyou asked surprised at what she had just asked. Instead of a “how could you!” or “NOOOO!” or “whyyy!” the girl merely looked on with listless eyes, not showing anything that could give away her feelings. How boring! The demon thought, her deficient response was getting to him. Before it had been a show! But now it was just informational banter, what a party pooper.

With an irritated sigh he cocked his head to the side and crossed his arms, thinking over the question… then growing angry at what his answer was. Standing up he growled low, now making his way to the slayer before him.

“You want to know why?” he stated angrily, his egotistical demeanor vanishing, and replacing itself with an outburst of fury.

Taking large strides to get to her, he finally stopped about four feet away and held out his right palm, facing her.

Vines laced his outstretched arm and shot out towards her. The thorny plants wrapped around her legs and arms, not allowing any movement, squeezing her body until blood began to drip from various wounds that lacerated her delicate skin.

She lightly grunted at the pain as her body was pierced and griped by those damned vines. Under these circumstances she would have felt weak against him, but she still held onto her katana, knowing it was her fighting chance.

Suddenly the kanji at her throat began to glow green, pulsating with the beat of her heart, as she began to slowly rise into the air. Now she was floating? The vines had detached themselves once she was restrained, so how did her body suspend itself in the air? Was it the demon’s doing?


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Inuyasha watched with understanding eyes, he too was a hanyou and suffered the same way he did. But what that demon did... he was just showing how weak he really was by inflicting pain on others. Inuyasha had dealt with his problems by himself, proving that he was stronger than others, that way; And although he empathised with his fellow hanyou... there was no excuse for what he did. That girl, Sango... he had heard enough about her to let her handle everything on her own, and to correct that scorpoin hybrid's mistake in being overconfident... (he hoped) Nobody would be allowed to interfere in this lesson, he would make sure of it.

Youko recognized a familiar aura surging through her well toned body as she began to rise off the ground.


It was at that moment, he knew how to help her, but yet, he would respect the wishes of the manager and only watch.

A girl might be killed in this place, and hundreds of onlookers would just watch. Youko feigned a laugh at everyone’s own inconsideration for mere entertainment.

(but actually, everyone present was impressed by her high threshold of pain, and determined actions, it was indeed very interesting… enough so that it was below them to try and do anything that would set her off. They surely didn’t want her wrath to be switched onto them. It was apparent that she was different, the hanyou had mentioned earlier that she was a slayer?)


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“You want to know girl? Why I hate your clan so much?!” the demon began, his black eyes now glowing red, as his breathing became irregular, anger apparent with each forceful exhalation.

Sango just waited, staring down at the red half demon whose appearance was changing before her very eyes.

A thick black tail had emerged from his spine with a very sharp point at the end, which dripped with orange colored liquid, as black armor surfaced over every part of his body, each transformation showing his true nature as a scorpion demon. The only evidence of the forest nymph in him were the vines that seemed to never leave his body, the scent of roses and his gleaming red eyes. Forest type nymphs were notorious for their vibrant red eyes, which symbolized the blood of the gods, which was used to create the flora they thrived in. Sango noted this, but didn’t understand why her eyes had changed when she was cursed, and why she smelled of roses. She showed only signs of the nymph in him but where were her vines?

Casting that thought aside the slayer turned her attention back to the hanyou before her, who was now fully transformed and enraged to the point that she could feel the heat of his aura.

“I hate your family because of what you did to mine!” he yelled, looking up as his hand squeezed an invisible form, ultimately tightening the vines that held her, making her blood drip in large amounts to the floor.

Sango felt dizzy from the blood loss, but held her glare, groaning slightly from the pressure that seemed to increase with every passing moment; the thorns were really digging into her skin.

Waiting for a reply the hanyou didn’t receive any, so instead filled the silence with the rest of the story.

“One of yours… out of the blue, had paid us a visit… Saying I was an abomination! Saying my father had defiled a beautiful creature... That we had stained honor of pure blood and such a mix were a sin against nature! One of your slayers said this to us before killing my father... We had done nothing wrong!!” the demon yelled in angst. The crowds of youkai whispered louder, in somewhat of an uproar at what he had just said.

Sango’s eyes slightly widened in surprise, breaking her hard glare with a look of contemplation.

No wonder his story was familiar! She had once heard from her father, that the creature that guided travelers out of the forest was seen by a taijiya of her clan. Nymphs usually shy and timid, would never reveal themselves to just anybody, but she was told it was her own grandmother that found that nymph raped on the floor one night. Then after giving birth, the father of the child came and killed the magical being, for reasons unknown. This time her father was the one who had found the nymph, but it was too late. As a sign of her passing her body seeped into the earth a there a rose garden grew in lack of her presence. After her death travelers never entered the forest, because those who entered didn’t have the guidance needed to find their way out, and died just searching for an exit. Then at that time, the taijiya village finally heard, and a slayer was sent to exterminate the scorpion demon for defiling the lovely creature, and ultimately murdering it.

And what stood before her was the offspring of that very story.

“That is why I despise your family!” He finished as he swatted his hand down, making her hit the ground simultaneously, her voice escaping in a short cry.

It was hard for her to breathe, she was lying on the floor, cut and bruised, and nobody was helping her. Although she didnt really want help... the thought counted at least... Yet surrounded by many, she was still alone.

Anyways, she had suffered worse than what this hanyou was dishing out, and so easily survived its torment, and plus the adrenaline and rage in her blood wouldn’t let her down when it was time for her to finish it off.

She only asked it to explain to buy time so that she could note what type of powers it could use against her, and to the extent of floating and vines, plus that poison at the end of its tail, she had a small advantage. But she had to play her cards right if she planned on succeeding, AND finding out how to end her curse.

Understanding what the girl was feeling at the time the scorpion hybrid laughed with renewed ego. He would bring her back down from her misunderstood interpretations of her situation.

“back to the curse little girl…” he laughed as he walked up to her lithe form, picking her up by a thick vine between her breasts, shards of glass falling from numerous cuts on her back. She figured he could touch her because the poison didn’t affect the maker.

“What about it?” she gritted out, watching wearily as he looked her up and down with an odd smirk plastered on his ugly features.

“Don’t you want to know what kind it is? Or at least how to get rid of it? because I know you’re dying inside… hah! poor girl you smell so delicious yet nobody can be near you for fear of a poisonous death… ah the irony huh?” it stated in a breathy tone beside her ear, though the youkai around her clearly heard.

“You’re more attractive than I first thought… wearing such clothes… you’re a little tease… knowing that nobody can even touch you… Well, if that’s how it is, I think I’ll be the one to break that curse for you, little one.” The hybrid stated, licking his lips as brought her body closer to his, trying to get her more and more irritated. He thoroughly enjoyed messing with the oblivious girl, even if he was half serious.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Sango quickly interrupted, voice laced with a hint of panic at the way the demon was watching her squirm.

Laughing at her expected response, the hanyou formally replied, still keeping in mind why his curse was on the slayer.

“To end your curse, you will have to realize my father’s suffering. You will have to endure the guilt of tainting your body with the likes of whom you have taken honor of slaying. Then you’ll see the same condescending eyes that murdered my father. ” He stated clearly, lifting her a little higher into the air by that same vine, basking in the heat of her falling blood that dripped from her weakening body.

“What?” she asked dizzily, not caring that she was giving in to find out what it was supposed to mean. She had to act fast once she knew what the curse was, because her mind was beginning to get fuzzy.

“The loss of your reputation as a demon slayer, alongside your purity as a maiden will end your curse…until that moment, I think you’ll begin to feel the temptations to end such a ‘problem’… and so…” he began, as he brought her closer now, his other hand to grasping her neck, covering the kanji that he had placed on her.

“I'd be glad to tear into your nice little body to break your curse… ill even let you live afterwards… maybe to be my little servant girl.” He finished as he licked a thin trail of blood that had made its way from her shoulder down to her chest. Just as he said that, heat began to swell within her.

Cringing in extreme disgust at the betrayal of her body and at when the demon was starting to do, with a quick flick of her wrist, her sharp katana cut through the side of his exoskeleton just enough force him to get him to stop his repulsing actions.

With all of her will power, she let some of her ki flow into her weak joints. Building energy, which thrived off hatred; she yelled as she broke free from the restricting vines, each plant suspended onto her body by the thorns that dug into her flesh, more blood flowing freely to the ground.

To say the least the hanyou was surprised, but his reaction was delayed as she finally faced him and stabbed straight through his thick armor. In labored breathing she looked straight into the red eyes of the shocked demon. With all of her strength she slowly lifted the blade up, slicing its way up the hybrid’s chest, as it wailed in unexpected agony. Although she had suffered a large amount of blood loss, her body for some reason, still felt hot… like she never felt before. Shaking weird thoughts from her head she stared back at the culmination of her undying animosity.

“Why would I degrade myself… with you…that’s pretty low…” she got out in a strained voice, her katana reaching the base of his neck as she roughly twisted it to the side, earning a loud yelp from the excruciating pain.

Red fluid dripped down the blade onto her already red colored hands. Reaching his jugular, more blood spurted onto her body, unknowingly making the kanji slightly glow a soft green.

With the last of her strength, she placed her other hand on the hilt of her sword and pushed it deeper into his body, she then slowly lifted his form with her sword high above the ground, ensuring a final death with no regeneration.

Incredible! the crowd thought simultaneously. It was like watching a twelve year old girl pick up a car. She really was something. Everybody watched in awe as she just picked the hanyou up as easily as a a mother and a child, minus the love.

After a few short grunts in pain, the demon looked to the character on her throat and grinned evilly. Sango noted this and lifted his body higher so that his pained form would slide farther into the sword. The grin left his features, as she expected… though she still wondered why he had that look on in the first place.

Coughing haggardly the demon glanced around then switched his gaze back to the slayer.

“You seem strong on the outside… but I know you’re very weak on the inside” the youkai whispered as though it was only meant for her to hear, then continuing in a louder voice.

“Your body may be physically powerful enough... but can your mind handle the repercussions of temptation?” the hybrid finished, before placing that same evil grin on his dying face. He then looked straight into her eyes, she stared back and shuddered in response; suddenly a voice invaded her thoughts as her kanji began to glow a little brighter.

‘So… do you still want to break the curse?’

The words echoed in her mind as the half breed finally died on her katana.

The crowd broke the silence of the dramatic air and burst out into cheers.

“Do I?” she whispered, her weakened body collapsing into the pool of blood at her feet.


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gahh that chapter seemed bad to me haha was it ok? i just had to move the story along so i can get to the better parts i thinK! anyways! blah blah blah id appreciate reviews! and i deas too... i think right not i may be lacking inspiration? i dunno blah blah blah

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