Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Life's Prison: A Thief's Goal ❯ The Price of Freedom ( Prologue )

Life's Prison: A Thief's Goal

 

Do more than exist, live.
Do more than touch, feel.
Do more than look, observe.
Do more than read, absorb.
Do more than hear, listen.
Do more than listen, understand.
Do more than think, ponder.
Do more than talk; say something
- John H. Rhoades

 

Translations for the future:

Shujuu- master and servant

Geboku- your humble servant

Hakama- divided skirt

Haori- short kimono that comes to the thighs, can be worn as a shirt or jacket

Hami Yumi- sacred longbow

Hamaya- purity arrows

 

 

 

The Price of Freedom

 

 

“Talking”

 

`Thinking'

 

Flashbacks

 

Stressed Words

 

 

 

Blood. This is main source of life; it flows through everything. Even a tree has its blood, sap. A flowers blood is the water that flows through each petal and leaf. Blood is the only real thing that lets everyone know that something is indeed alive. Blood is also the warning that shows when we're about to die. It seeps from each wound with its crimson tears or it begins to slow each heartbeat. This is also the main source of life that could be considered the reason of death.

 

Reaching down into the corpse a once delicate hand callused by the battles for freedom reached down for the blood soak orb. The crimson stains were still warm as the flesh of the body cooled. Holding the orb that gently turned a soft pink in the palm of the rough hand, it squeezed it tight. The hand opened and quiet tears that could be mistaken for whispers caressed the orb making the stains smear.

 

Gentle brown eyes looked over at the owner of the hand as they stood still in the battlefield of dead bodies. The owner of the hand let her blue gray eyes scan the destroyed village. Each human body she saw made the tears well up even more. Looking back down at the orb she could still sense the ill intent underlying the pure aura, waiting for its time to strike.

 

`It's time.' The woman with the brown eyes thought.

 

`All this blood for this,' the owner of the blue gray eyes thought.

 

Walking over to the brown-eyed girl, the one with the orb in her hands kneeled down to another body. This body wasn't just one of dead victims to fall prey to the Tama. The tears fell from her eyes as she ran her hands along the cold face. She finally closed the eyelids of the body, forever closing the dead amber eyes of her love. She then stood and through blurry eyes she took one last look at her silver haired hanyou. The woman with brown eyes knelt next to the man with violet eyes as he coughed.

 

`Another survivor of this carnage,' the blue-eyed girl thought.

 

“Kagome,” the woman with brown eyes cried out as she covered the man with violet eyes wound. The blue-eyed girl dubbed Kagome walked over to the man and ignored the gash in her leg that was spewing her blood.

 

“Sango, he'll live,” Kagome whispered as she held her hands over the wound and let her Miko ki begin to heal the damage.

 

“Thank you,” the violet-eyed man whispered.

 

“No problem Miroku,” Kagome said with a ghost of a smile.

 

“What are you going to do with the jewel?” Sango asked with concern.

 

“I can't bring him back…that would be selfish,” Kagome whispered as she looked at the shell of her love.

 

“What then, the Shikon no Tama will forever burden you?” Miroku asked as he slowly sat up.

 

`Forever.'

 

“That's it,” Kagome whispered as she held the jewel in front of her.

 

“What?” Sango asked with worry.

 

“Take care of Shippo for me and yourselves,” Kagome requested as she closed her eyes.

 

“Midoriko, please hear my pleas. I wish that I was forever bound to the jewel so nobody will ever be able to use it again,” Kagome stated.

 

“Kagome!” Sango yelled as she dove for her.

 

A blinding pink flash erupted and the jewel fell to the ground as Kagome vanished. Sango landed on the jewel as she let more tears fall. She pushed herself up and watched the jewel begin to dull. Sango fisted the jewel before she held it towards Miroku. Miroku's eyebrows furrowed as his own eyes stung.

 

“What happened to her?” Sango sobbed as she clutched the jewel to her chest.

 

“She's freed the souls by trapping her own soul,” Miroku suggested.

 

“Is this the price of freedom?” Sango growled as she glared at the jewel. “Losing everyone close to you?”

 

“It seems that freedom is never cheap,” Miroku whispered as he hugged Sango to him.

 

 

 

“Where am I?” Kagome whispered as she floated through an endless abyss of light.

 

`Am I dead?'

 

The light began to dull to a soft pink as she floated.

 

“You're not dead,” a soft voice assured.

 

“Who are you? Where am I?” Kagome asked as she tried to look around.

 

“I am the one you freed by binding yourself to the jewel,” the voice answered.

 

“Midoriko?” Kagome asked as she closed her eyes and relaxed in the light, letting a calm feeling engulf her.

 

“Yes, for freeing me you have sacrificed everything.”

 

“As long as the Tama isn't touched by evil I'm content to my fate,” Kagome whispered.

 

“The jewel can still be used by people and youkai.”

 

“How I thought…”

 

“In order for them to get what they want they will have to go through you.”

 

“So I have failed,” Kagome sighed as she curled into a ball.

 

“No, you have made it possible for the jewel's power to be sealed within you so that you may only access it.”

 

“I have a feeling that there's a catch.”

 

“You are forever apart of the jewel and must serve the person who holds the jewel until they are done with you or they die.”

 

“I'm trapped.”

 

“I'm afraid so…for eternity.”

 

 

 

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