Author: JediK1
Disclaimer: Though no names are mentioned, I suppose I should note that I do not own InuYasha and Co..
The wind whispered softly
in the stillness of the eve.
It warned of death and danger
born from lust and greed.
Those who wished to end
the violence and the fight
Stood as one together
against the deepening night.
The Wicked waited patiently
as the righteous drew the line
And both sides set for battle;
the greatest of their time.
The silence of their battleground
was broken by a scream
As grief, and anger and hate
began the ending scene.
And evil tried its twisted tricks
against the ones it fought
It paraded past them awful things
images of horrors wrought
But time had only strengthened
the bond the righteous shared
Friendships forged through fire
and love yet undeclared
The tide began to turn to light
as numbers played their part
But the Wicked had just one last trick
to tear the good apart.
An assassin draped in misery
slipped silent through the grass
Unnoticed by it enemies
as it quietly crept passed.
The Angel saw its motion
and knew the truth too late
When the fleshy knife speared through her heart
leaving crimson in its wake.
A strangled cry fell from her lips
as she tumbled to the ground.
And the world stood frozen, silent
at the echo of the sound.
A scream ripped through the stillness,
a raw and tortured battle cry
And her Protector turned to Wicked
murder shining in his eyes.
Another cry tore from his lips,
ripped from somewhere deep within
The Wicked would now suffer
for this last and final sin!
Movement drew a golden eye
before the mighty sword could fall
And all turned back in wonder
to see the Angel standing tall.
She glowed as though in moonlight
and moved with liquid grace.
She worked with strength not of her own,
borrowed from another time and place.
The sky grew dark with hatred
born from Wicked's heart
It seemed Death would not take this Angel
until she had played her part.
Her glowing form stepped closer
ignorant of the Protector's call
Her eyes burned with her purpose,
her intent to end this all.
Evil launched a fevered strike
to tear her flesh from bone.
But the Angel would not falter
from the path that fate had shown.
She neared the vilest evil
and dared to grasp his hand
His heart beat loud within his chest,
the heart that once belonged to man.
Wicked tried to end her life
to prevent the coming blow,
But the gods fed her their power now,
and their child began to glow.
The Wicked screeched in agony
at the pain that burned him whole.
In one last act he speared the Angel's heart
and dared to take her soul.
Crimson poured from deep inside
spraying all who stood nearby
And when the Angel turned once to her love,
her eyes whispered goodbye.
The Protector screamed out his denial
as earthen eyes held molten gold
In one last act, she turned away
and her hands released their hold.
The Wicked's body burned to ash
and the Gods released their tool.
She tumbled through eternity,
drowning in a crimson pool.
Her Protector, her love, her closest friend,
staggered to her side.
He clutched her to his scarlet chest,
and wept as the life drained from her eyes.
The righteous gathered quietly
around their stricken friend.
After years of pain and hardship,
this was not how it should end.
The losses they had suffered
suddenly outweighed what they had gained.
Sorrow filled their hearts as one
their grief too large to name.
From within the Angel's lifeless grasp
pulsed a long-forgotten wish;
A soul once lost awoke again,
a life returned her selfless gift.
And so a Sacred Wish was made
to turn Death's scythe aside.
Eyes once closed in endless sleep
opened, blinked, and cried.
The Protector ceased his mourning
when he heard the quiet noise.
The Angel had awoken!
His heart screamed with boundless joys.
Before the Angel could beg the reason
why she had returned from the abyss,
She felt her Protector's warm embrace
and was captured in her True Love's kiss.
The words they whispered softly
beneath dawn's first newborn rays
Would bind them to each other
until the end of days.
The story of the Wicked
and the lives that he did rend
Now found a peaceful closure
in the way that it should end.
A/N: I've been slaving over this work for about two weeks now. Please, feed the author! Let me know if you liked it!