Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this audacious adventure… especially for the one who’s too pale. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.
Chapter 3: Ruined
Inuyasha tossed aside his brother’s ruined armor. Bent spikes and rent plating were useless now, but they’d saved the bastard’s life. Barely. Glistening organs bulged from one particularly nasty gash. Be strong. Heal, already.
When the hanyou saw where her hands were pressed, he gulped. “Miroku, get over here! Fast!”
He kept one eye on Kagome. She looked pale and ready to pass out.
Miroku picked his way across the scorched battlefield. “What happened?”
“Sesshoumaru ain’t doing so good. Help me put him back together.”
“Surely you exaggerate.” But the monk’s step faltered. “Oh, my. You do not.”
Original Posting Date: March 2, 2018
Prompt: Scorched, suggested by Shaliken
Summary: In the aftermath of the Final Battle, the victors lick their wounds and look ahead. However, a misspent wish on the Shikon-no-Tama changes minds, hearts, fates… and colors. SK. Canon Divergence. Begins here. To scroll through archived chapters, use the Mood Stripes tag.