Base Instincts an Inuyasha Fanfic by Susan Amund This Was Originally
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Base Instincts An Inuyasha Fanfic By Susan Amund This was originally downloaded from susanamund.com. Susan writes fan fiction under the name ImaniJoain at FanFiction.net . This is the entire text of Base Instincts. The characters and universe represented here are wholly the creations of Rumiko Takahashi. The short story reprinted here and at FanFiction.net is a derivative work based on Ms. Takahasi’s original work, but has not been commissioned or approved in any way by Ms. Takahasi. Susan does not profit in any way from this work, and considers Base Instincts to be a fair use, transformative creative work as it adds new meaning and messages to the original work. She encourages readers who enjoy this work to purchase media created by Ms. Takahashi in order to be further immersed in the Inuyasha universe and support the creative endeavors of Ms. Takahasi. Should Ms. Takahasi or her estate take exception to the work presented here, Susan will remove the work upon notification by an official representative of Ms. Takahasi. Base Instincts by Susan Amund Chapter 1 “Hiraikotsu!” Sango’s deadly boomerang sliced through the snow, slamming into the ice demon. Despite the bone construction of the weapon and the immense force behind the attack, the enemy was not taken out of the fight. Icicles shattered and chunks of fur and blue ichor sprayed the tachi, but the blow only seemed to enrage the demon. The thing stood on its hind feet, rearing back until it was more than twenty feet tall. The echo of its roar shook snow from the trees and caused the ground to vibrate. When its front hooves slammed down again, the earth shook - causing Inuyasha to stumble. He braced himself with Tessaiga and held his ground. His leg throbbed where the demon had slammed him into the side of the mountain. His back felt bruised and battered, but he stayed on his feet. Kagome was behind him, fumbling with her bow. His sensitive ears picked up her muttered curses as her frozen fingers struggled to fit an arrow. She was afraid, he could smell it. She was kneeling in the snow - he knew because he had put her there after the initial attack had left her in the demon’s path with a twisted ankle. Out of the corner of his eye he watched Sango catch Hiraikotsu as it returned to her. One of her arms hung limply at her side. The shoulder was probably dislocated. Blood dripped over her eyes from a cut on her head. She fought without Kirara as the neko was tasked with guarding Miroku. He had fought well, incapacitated a half-dozen of the demon’s spawn - goat-like creatures the size of small ponies with poisonous fangs. When the larger demon had appeared and the winter storm grew worse, the monk attempted to use his wind tunnel to clear them a path through the blowing snow and ice. Unfortunately, the storm was not natural, but made by the ice demon’s youki. As the snow and cold entered his hand, Miroku turned ashen. His lips went blue, his breathing grew weak. He barely managed to replace his prayer beads and seal the wind tunnel before he collapsed from the evil cold that entered his body. Kirara carried him on her back, the fire-cat’s fur would hopefully keep him from death until they could get out of the storm. Shippo sat with him, helping keep the monk steady and doing his best with small illusions to keep the demon’s attention away from the injured man. He had to end it. Inuyasha knew that. Even he was beginning to feel the cold - the humans would be frostbitten soon, if they weren’t already. “Where is it?” he yelled over the wind. “I can’t see with all this snow!” Kagome replied. Inuyasha stepped back beside her and took a deep breath, “Wind Scar!” Tessaiga cut through the storm and opened a clear path to the ice demon. “In the chest - at the heart!” Finally! Inuyasha growled and made a running leap to attack the demon. He sank his blade deep into the thing’s shoulder, landing on its back and wrenching with all his strength to try to throw the demon to the ground and expose its chest so he could retrieve the shard. Too late, he realized the Wind Scar had worked both ways. Kagome could see the demon and the Shikon shard it possessed, but the demon could also clearly see Kagome. It bellowed, ignoring Inuyasha and the weapon buried to the hilt in its muscle and charged the priestess. Naked fear and rage coursed through Inuyasha. Kagome couldn’t get away. Even if she could stand on her injured leg, she couldn’t possibly outrun a demon. Inuyasha’s eyes widened and he http://www.susanamund.com/ Base Instincts by Susan Amund abandoned Tessaiga to vault onto the demon’s head. He seized one massive curled horn and twisted. The demon slid across the rock and snow, its feet scrambling to find purchase. Kagome fitted her arrow and managed to lift it in a ridiculous attempt to defend herself against twenty tons of muscle and fur flying towards her. The demon brayed and shards of ice erupted from his mouth and shot at Kagome. Time moved impossibly slow for Inuyasha. The ground trembled with the force of the demon’s hooves. Kagome’s blue eyes widened as she loosed the arrow, its purity reflecting on her face and turning the falling snow around her pink. The shards of ice, not unlike his own blades of blood attack, sparkled as they raced past the arrow towards their target. His arms burned and he gave one last, screaming effort - hauling the demon’s head to the side and throwing it completely off course. He was also thrown clear. Inuyasha had the opportunity to blink once as he sailed through the air, watching a thousand tiny cold blades rip into the priestess. The last thing he heard before he hit the ground was her scream. *** Sango watched in shock as Inuyasha grappled with the demon. She could not throw Hirakotsu without hitting her friend, even if her body had been capable of the strength. The ground trembled again under the huge hooves of the ice demon, and a fissure opened before her. She would have fallen in, if Kirara had not grabbed the back of her suit in her teeth and dragged her to safety. “Kagome! Watch out!” she cried. The demon had seen the vulnerable priestess and would trample her to death in moments. Sango couldn’t bear to see it, nor could she look away. Kagome, resolved to do her best even in the face of unbelievable odds, lifted her bow. Sango could barely make out her lips moving - commanding the arrow to hit its mark. A bellow, so low it was nearly inaudible, rent the air and a cloud of daggers - icicles, Sango realized - pressed toward Kagome. Tears pricked Sango’s eyes. Kagome threw up one arm and turned her face to shield it from the oncoming attack. A scream of pure animal rage cut through the storm and then the demon was turning, falling, sliding away from Kagome to crash into the wall of the mountain. A red blur flew through the air, landing with a wet crack that could be easily heard even over the storm and the snarls of the ice demon. Sango held her breath. There was a twitch of black and green and she squinted. Through the blowing snow she could make out Kagome’s hair and green skirt, slowly moving through the snow. She was alive! The rush of relief was not long-lived, as Kagome became easier and easier to make out. The pale skin of her face and long legs quickly became blurred with smears of red. Sango gasped. The girl must have been cut a hundred times to draw so much blood. It left a pink trail in the snow as she crawled toward the place where Inuyasha had fallen. The red robes of the fire rat were motionless; the tree he had crashed into was broken in a jagged line behind him. His white hair hung over his face. Sango slung her boomerang onto her back and prepared to mount Kirara and fly to her friends. Before she could get onto the big cat, the ground under her feet trembled, bringing her to her knees. The ice demon stood and shook chunks of rock and dirt from its fur. One rear leg was completely missing - purified by Kagome’s arrow. It stomped its hooves, making the ground shift more http://www.susanamund.com/ Base Instincts by Susan Amund and shaking rocks and snow loose. Sango couldn’t risk flying so close to the demon with Miroku , but Inuyasha was still down and Kagome was injured. She could barely lift Hiraikotsu, and the ravines created by the demon were too wide for her to cross on foot. She glanced at Shippo, but the poor fox- demon could not speak through the tears streaming down his face at seeing his adoptive mother injured. Even if Sango was willing to risk him, she did not think Shippo could transform and float to Kagome in time to save her - especially with the gales produced by the storm. Sango had never felt so helpless. She whispered a prayer and watched for an opening in the fight where she might make a difference. *** “-have to be all right. You have to get up, Inuyasha.