Untamed by criticat

Quote: Sick of crying, tired of trying, yeah I'm smiling...

This drabble was written for The Lovely Miko’s Prompts and Quotes challenge.

Standard disclaimer applies. I do not own Inuyasha.

Quote: Sick of crying, tired of trying, yeah I'm smiling, but inside I'm dying.

Words: 808 

Again a super long one. It isn’t much of an action sequence seeing as Kagome is still young but... I wasn’t quite sure how to portray her at this point, but I think I pulled it off in the end. 

The bewitched creatures attacked, Kagome sliding to the side as a spear stuck the spot she was at mere seconds before. Twisting her body she jumped, hands flying towards the neck of a nearby soldier, the girl narrowly avoiding being hit. A snap was heard, the man falling without a sound, his body turning to scathing golden grains as he hit the ground. Dodging another, she hit a creature in the face, the thing losing his hold on a staff. Catching the weapon before it fell, Kagome parried a sword, then another until the wood could withstand the attacks no longer, snapping into two useless pieces, the girl abandoning them as she backed away, careful not to be cornered. Azure eyes searching for another weapon, she finally saw it, picking up the bow and unusually small, crafted to settle well betwixt her fingers, arrows.

Sprinting towards the wall she jumped. Clenching her teeth tighter Kagome pulled herself up slowly until she reached a low decorative balcony, avoiding the blade that swiped past her foot. Sitting on the edge, she grasped her bow, drawing three small arrows at once and releasing them with a gentle ping of a string, the sand solders falling under her attack.

“Impressive yet cowardly” a general commented, his chin raised haughtily. “To shoot from where none can reach you is indeed effective. Let us hope our enemies will not employ the technique.”

Kagome’s eyes widened in indignation, the girl snaking her way down. Removing her bow off her back, she tossed it aside, the wooden weapon cluttering to the ground as all fell silent. Not allowing rage to overtake her delicate features, she smiled, her voice channelling as much haughtiness as her father’s.

“You are correct, Rarock, a bow is unnecessary.”

The Raj’s eyes slanted to rest on the man to his left, the general’s nostrils flaring in resentment yet he held his tongue, bowing in a mock display of respect.

Kagome sliced yet another warrior across his chest and spun around, throwing her leg out to kick another in the jaw. With a faint crack, the man disintegrated, the sand settling on the ground, Kagome having to hold her breath as the wind tossed it her way. Counting up to ten she allowed herself to draw much needed air, her chest rising and fall now even and calm.

The Raj nodded in satisfaction, motioning for the mage to come to him as the rest were dismissed, the men’s faces grim as they shot looks at the girl who would undoubtfully become a most dangerous weapon. The magician brushed past Kagome, making fine hairs on the back of her neck rise as she fixed her eyes on the ground below her, mind set on watching the dance of the shadows next to her feet.

“My Lord.”

“I wish for her to return to the palace.”

“Did the sight not please you?

“I cannot complain. She appears to be far more adroit than we expected.”

“Then may I ask why?”

“She.. her mother and brother need her now. She provides the subtle sustenance that they require.” The Raj spoke quietly, cringing at the way the statement that should have been a command felt like a mere request.

“Indeed?” the mage said, allowing himself a devious smirk “It is truly a shame that she cannot remain then. Kagome?”

“I..” looking between her father and the man she was given to, she felt like she was the sole performer in a balancing act, her will swaying her from one side to the other. Of course, she wished to remain, for her family. Yet it was for them that she had to leave.

Bowing to her sire, then the mage, she rose, indicating that she made her decision.

“I shall bid goodnight to Souta.”

A pleasant smile stapled to her face, Kagome turned away, not giving either man the benefit of reading her, allowing herself to lapse into an introspective state once she turned away.

‘I am so sick of crying, tired of trying, yeah I'm smiling, but inside I'm dying.’

Methinks a cute chapter is needed next!