Chapter Two

"We should probably head back to Camelot now," Inuyasha said. He turned to look at them, the Tessaiga resting on his shoulder. "What?" They were just staring at him, eyes wide from the surprise and shock of what just transpired.

"Are we going to get moving or what?" He sheathed the Tessaiga and walked in between Merlin and Slater. Meliodas looked at the yokai as he strolled past his friends. He could've sworn he had seen that sword somewhere before, but where?

Back at Camelot

"Hey Meliodas, mind helping me with this?" Inuyasha yelled over to the now known demon. Inuyasha was trying to remove a giant wooden beam from the ground. Pulling that tree out of the well was nothing because it hadn't been buried two thirds of the way down. The part of the city that had gotten demolished needed to be cleared out and the dead given a proper burial. Inuyasha insisted on that last part.

Meliodas landed next to the Inuyokai. They both took hold of a side of the beam and pulled. It came up about three feet, but the nanatsu no taizai leader had to regrip it. They continued to pull and pull and pull. They got it almost all the way out before it wouldn't go any further. Inuyasha was about to just cut the damn thing in half with the Tessaiga, when Diane decided to help out.

Inuyasha let her and she got it out with almost no trouble, but it did pull up a sizable amount of the ground. The rest of the group that was there was clearing out the debris from the surface while doing what they could to remove the adamant spears. Those were especially difficult to get out because the sizes differed so much and they went so deep into the dirt, it was hard to get a grip on them.

So far they had already uncovered over a hundred casualties, from just a quarter of the destruction. They worked for hours and hours digging up and moving shittons of rubble. By the end of the night, they uncovered somewhere around five hundred people who had died. Men, women and children alike. Inuyasha was the one to discover the first child, and his reaction was what I at least would expect.

They worked halfway through the night before people started collapsing from exhaustion. They worked for hours more. At about four o'clock in the morning, they decided to call it a night and pick up early the next day. By that time, they had almost all of it cleared out and all the adamant crystals had been moved.

Hawk's Mom decided to burrow into the ground when they returned from their little side trip. Anyway, Inuyasha slept the way he normally does on the front porch.

The Next Day

Inuyasha woke up and stood from his sitting position. The sun was just coming over the hills on the horizon. He skipped the steps as he made his way over to the city once again. Unfortunately, something happened while he was walking through the fields of grass.

He strolled calmly across the fields when he felt something coming.

That's strange, the ground's shaking. He heard rumbling and looked to his left where it was coming from, and he saw Diane rush past him. She would've trampled him had he not jumped back and out of the way.

"I wonder where she's going in such a hurry." He continued walking to the city.

Later That Day

They were walking through the castle courtyard. They had been looking for Diane throughout the day. Inuyasha had seen her rush off earlier that morning, but hadn't asked her where she was going, something that he now knew had been a mistake.

Meliodas was in front with the Inu-hanyou in the back. He stopped as he sensed something coming. He looked around to see if he could find it, but he couldn't smell it yet, which was slightly odd.

There it was again. A circle of purple darkness opened up in the air. Inuyasha reached through and grabbed what was on the other side. From the little time that he had known him, this was King's scent he was smelling. He pulled the fairy through the portal by his face and held him off the ground.

"Hey, Meliodas, I found something," he said as he tossed King towards the nanatsu no taizai captain. He caught him, again, by the face, and dropped him on the ground.

"What are you doing here?" He asked the grounded fairy. King rubbed his head before replying.

"I'm looking for Diane, do you know where she is?"

"Nuh-uh." Meliodas shrugged. "We've been looking for her all day, and neither Inuyasha nor Hawk can track her down. We have no idea where she went."

"That's because I erased her memories." Gowther had appeared out of nowhere.

"Gowther, is this true?" Meliodas questioned.

"Of course it is," he answered. Everyone saw Inuyasha's face contort in anger. "She said that her memories of King were so ingrained in her heart, they could never be removed." Inuyasha grew angrier as he continued. "So, to test this, I removed her memory."

Everyone heard a loud BOOMING CRACK as Gowther went flying across the courtyard and halfway through the wall he had been thrown into. Stone went flying everywhere as he was sent flying and as soon as he hit, Inuyasha was right next to him and nailed him in the face with his claws, once again sending him flying across the courtyard.

Gowther almost went through the next wall, but stopped before he could go through. He tried to move, but Inuyasha already held him by the throat, claws digging into his neck. The same markings cracked across his face as when he ran Galand off, his fangs extending as his rage reached its peak.

"As soon as we find her," he growled ferociously, "you WILL give her memories back to her or I will send you to FUCKING Hell!" Everyone rushed over and got a clear look at Inuyasha's face, and in that instant, it clicked for Meliodas and Merlin.

"Hey, Merlin. You see that?" He never thought he'd see that face again.

"Yes. That would explain why he's so powerful and the Tessaiga. He's Toga's son," she said back.

"The fuck do you know about my old man?" he said when turned toward the two of them as he released Gowther from his death-grip. Meliodas looked at that face with the markings he'd seen from all those years ago. Than he started laughing.

"We got this fight in the bag," he forced out through his laughter.