Fragment of the Dream
A Dark Alternative for Inu-Yasha

By Mandy "Seifergrrl" Lever


Prologue



"All that blood, just for one lousy shard." His voice, conveying his 
irritation eloquently enough.

"It is one less shard that is capable of falling into the hands of Naraku, 
Inu-Yasha." The houshi's voice, a slight hint of reprimand.

"Na, na," again with the hanyou's voice, acknowledging the monk's 
statement, and letting the complaint go.

She would have to fast. They were coming to close. But she had to have him 
within range, to take them back and change time properly. The spell was 
already working; she'd diverted the flow of power, she's set her other self 
in the proper direction.

Onigumo would be free, and she would find love and peace in her hanyou's arms.

"What's that light?" A girl's voice, that girl's voice. She'd seen the 
energy before the others. This did not surprise her.

"I don't know," said the taijya.

"I do."

Of course Inu-Yasha would know better then anyone, she mused to herself. 
She wanted to call, 'Come running, Inu-Yasha, come running', but her tongue 
was stilled. She still had work to do. Timing was everything.

"It's not--" The houshi questions his judgment.

"It is," but he's firm. He knows she's here.

But they were all coming together. Damn them. The invasive energies were as 
one; his bright spiri, the girl's echo of her own soul. The taijya's 
strength, the houshi's indomitable will.

The eight-sided mirror before her rattled, an unfelt wind shaking it. She 
reached out to steady it, still focused on her desired result. Just a few 
moments more... if he got here before his companions did, she might still 
work to re-bind the red string of fate...

"I know it's her. I can smell her!"

"Her shin-dama-chu!"

"Ignore those soul-snatchers!"

Too much. Too much. Didn't he realize, it was his life she was trying to 
save? His life, with her? But he came with them! He came with them, and the 
spell was ruined.

The mirror shattered. Pieces flew outward; some penetrated her flesh, but 
she did not bleed nor feel pain. Others went elsewhere. She did not cry out 
until the energy she'd created around the Goshinboku flared uncontrollably; 
this she felt rip through her body to her tattered soul, flaying the remains.

Then she screamed.

Dimly, she heard him call his name, but sank into blackness before she saw 
his face.

When consciousness came, all she saw was him above her, his hands on her 
shoulders, shaking her ungently.

"Where are they?" he demanded, amber eyes bright. "Where are they! What did 
you do them, Kikyou? What did you do!?"



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