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War Of Shadows	By : TurtleNinja Category: +S through Z > Samurai Jack Views: 3353 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Mad Jack

For a few moments, I couldn't think straight, let alone answer him. I couldn't believe it. I just couldn't fucking believe it.

We had him right where we wanted him. I had him. He was right there, ready to fall to pieces and take his own life. I was so certain he would do it!

And yet, he didn't. He turned the tables on me without ever having to land a single blow.

I turned and thrust my fist through the castle wall, not caring if Lord Aku or anybody else heard. How the hell could he fall so far, reach that point where I knew he'd been broken, and yet manage to find the strength to pull himself back up?! How could he find a way to beat me time and time again?!

Never before had I heard him speak the way he had just a few seconds ago. I'd never heard him speak with such determined fury before, let alone curse so vehemently. I had to wonder when and how he managed to find the will to go on, to pull himself back up and continue to fight when it'd seemed so damn certain he'd lost his will.

And it was then that I realized we'd pushed him too far.

On Aku-sama's orders, we'd gone after every last friend of his we could find, anyone and everyone that'd mean something to him. We'd done our worst, done everything we could to bring him despair and bring him to his knees. And we'd almost succeeded.

But those same deeds that we'd hoped to shatter him with, only gave him a greater strength. Strength that he used to turn against me. And in that moment, I knew that the next time we met, I wouldn't be able to beat him.

If he could find a way to face his fears, his guilt, everything he felt each time we tore those who meant the most to him away from him, then there was no way in hell that I'd be able to beat him.

I swallowed back the fear that rose in my throat and a second hole joined the first in the castle wall. I would not allow myself to be afraid of him. Even if our attempt to destroy him by his own hand had failed, I wasn't going to let myself acknowledge any feelings of fear I felt at the prospect of facing him again.

I ignored the blood running down my arm as I tore it from the wall and began to pace furiously. What the fuck was I going to do now? We'd done everything we could to break him and push him over the edge, and nothing had worked.

Suddenly, I realized that there probably wasn't anything we could do now. We could kill his friends, every last one of them, and he likely wouldn't do anything but grow stronger. Every death, every loss only fueled his determination and made him just that much stronger.

But even as I was nervous at the idea of facing him again, he too, was just as anxious.

Perhaps not so much as facing me, but at what we both knew lay ahead of him and his pitiful little band of friends. He knew how difficult this was going to be. He knew it was just him and whatever few they could gather against Aku's entire army and the rest of us. He knew they'd be lucky to reach even one of us, let alone Aku himself.

A faint, devious smile crossed my lips, knowing that so long as there was even one shred of doubt in his heart, it'd be enough.

Even the faintest twinges of doubt that they wouldn't be able to pull this off would be enough for me to exploit. All I'd have to do is find a way to make him even more aware of how impossible it was for them to win. A small army of less than a thousand couldn't possibly win against Aku's army, let alone the army combined with the rest of us.

I felt the nervousness in my own chest begin to fade at these thoughts. Aku-sama need not worry about this pitiful little group rising up against him. They had no chance, even if my twin led them.

Without them, he was nothing, and even with him, they were little more than fleas to us.

I laughed softly at my own foolishness for even thinking he could be a threat despite coming so close to taking his own life. We had broken him, and he'd come back, but he was no more a threat now than he'd ever been. I couldn't believe I'd even been afraid of him for one moment.

He was nervous, and knew the odds were against him. It didn't matter how many more we killed, or how long it took. There wasn't any way he could win, and that was simply a fact. Even if all of Aku Earth rose up against us, they had no hope, and I knew he knew that.

As I dared to gently reach out along our link, I could feel these emotions. I could feel the doubt, the hoping against hope, the fear that no matter how hard they might try, they'd inevitably fail. And I could tell that he worried that he might be resigning them all to certain death.

I smirked and leaned against the wall as I searched his emotions again. It was just like him to want to limit how many innocent lives were lost. Such foolish idealism would be his undoing and I wondered how well he understood that.

Yet, even as I ran through his emotions over and over again, I felt something new spring to life. Something that had remained so deeply buried within him that I doubted he'd ever find it. Something that I'd always thought he'd never find and hoped would remain buried within.

Love. He'd finally admitted it. He admitted, at least to himself if not to Chimitsu as well, that he loved her. And I realized in that very moment that she loved him as well, that they had admitted it to one another.

I couldn't help the panic that rose in my chest at that realization. If anything could make him even stronger, it was that. I swallowed hard as I tried to think of what to do now, only to find that my mouth had gone completely dry.

He didn't just love her, he wanted her to stay with him. That could only mean one thing. The one thing Lord Aku did not want to happen, was going to happen, and I was powerless to stop it.

He was going to make love to her.

Nothing I could say or do would stop him. He was beyond hearing or sensing me now. His focus was solely on her. He hadn't blocked off his end of the link, but I could have yelled with all my might at him through it and I knew he wouldn't hear me.

I slammed my fist against the wall, cracking it from ceiling to floor and leaving a nice fist-shaped dent in the stone.

No! This can't be happening! He can't fucking do this!

Try as I might, I couldn't force the images of them together that flowed along the link out of my mind. Everything inside me screamed, begged for them to stop, but I knew they couldn't hear me. I swore profusely in every language I knew, practically tearing my hair out as the images and emotions kept flooding my mind.

Once he made love to her, there wouldn't be any stopping him. It was the one thing Aku had always feared, that he would find someone to love, a reason to live besides his quest and honor. If it was just him, we could easily destroy that.

If we'd been able to break his confidence when he was alone, then he wouldn't have had anything to live for. If his quest seemed so utterly hopeless, even honor wouldn't have been able to keep him from going on. Now he had so much more to live for, someone that he'd leave behind that meant more to him than his honor, his quest, and his very life.

A part of me prayed that Aku-sama didn't know about this yet. There wasn't any telling what the demon would do if he learned what I had in this very moment about my twin. There wasn't any way in hell that I was going to tell him, either.

To say that he wouldn't like it would be a serious understatement. The last thing we needed now was for him to know that Minamoto had grown stronger instead of breaking. I wasn't about to tell him that he'd gone and fucked his precious Wind Elemental senseless after all the reports I'd delivered saying how hard he was cracking under the constant pressure we were putting on him.

I forced myself to calm down, to not lose myself in the fear and panic that threatened to overwhelm me. I forced myself to ignore the feelings of pleasure and passion that spilled over my weak attempts to block it out, panting with the strain and lingering panic that still burned in my chest. I knew it wasn't going to do any good.

I couldn't stop them, couldn't prevent them from doing what we'd feared all along, and panicking about it wasn't going to solve the problem.

I swore violently and gave the stone wall one more punch before stepping away, pacing more furiously than I had before. Damn him! Now I really had reason to be concerned, not just about what was happening on his end, but keeping the knowledge away from Aku.

How the hell was I going to stop my twin in his tracks and not let on to Aku-sama what had happened? I couldn't tell anyone about this. Not Ekirei, not any of the minions, not any of the other Dark Elementals, and certainly not Aku. Nobody could know about this. I was on my own this time.

Somehow, I'd have to find a way to keep him under control and not let him know just how much this worried me.

If I'd been nervous before at the prospect of fighting him again after having failed to guilt him into taking his own life in shame, I knew I would panic for certain if I allowed it. But I wouldn't. No matter what he said, what he did, I wasn't going to allow myself to be consumed with fear. Not fear of him, and definitely not fear of what Lord Aku would do should he find out, though I could almost imagine what his reaction would be.

We wouldn't have to fear being destroyed by my twin, Aku-sama would do it for him if he found out what Minamoto had done.

Suddenly, I realized that the images and feelings had stopped. I couldn't hear their moans along the link anymore. Now, all I heard was silence and a contented blissfulness was all I could feel from them.

Shit. That was it, then. There wasn't a damn thing I could've done and I knew it, but that didn't keep me from wishing I'd been able to stop it.

I stormed out of the bedroom and into the hall, tipping over tables and smashing vases along the way. I didn't care how much of my castle I destroyed, I was too furious with my twin to stop. Tapestries were torn to shreds and statues shattered. Chairs and antiques flew into walls, shattering to pieces under my fury.

A solid oak table shattered under the force of my fists as I let it all fly, both in my home, and along the link. I didn't care if he couldn't hear me, or if he simply didn't care. At least he'd know exactly what I thought of all this.

"I know you can hear me, futago. You think you fucking scare me, you and your bitch?"

No answer. I growled softly, both out loud and along the link. If he noticed, he certainly didn't acknowledge it.

"Do your worst! Name the time! Name the place! I'll be there and send you and your bitch to Hell myself!"

Still no answer and another chair was reduced to splinters at my hands. I couldn't believe it. He was asleep! They'd fucked each other senseless and he was sound asleep without a care in the world!

"Wake up you son of a bitch! Wake the fuck up!"

Finally, he stirred. I could feel him wake up, if only a little, his eyes cracking open to stare into the darkness of the room they slept in.

"You're going to pay, you little bastard. You're gonna fucking pay for this, you and that whore you sleep with! You think you can sleep comfortable and forget about what's happening outside around you?"

I knew he could hear me now. He might not have been fully awake, but I knew that he was awake enough that he'd have no trouble hearing me along the link we shared. And I wasn't about to let him go back to sleep until I'd said what I had to say.

"You're going to regret this, you piece of shit. I'm going to make you pay so dearly, you're going to wish you had the balls to take your life while you still had the chance."

I snarled along the link, noting that he was listening, but simply didn't care. I knew he heard every last word and just didn't care. He didn't care what I said or threatened or what I was going to do.

He had his bitch, his pleasure, and he didn't give a shit what was happening in the world or what I was saying. No matter what I said or threatened, it didn't get him angry like it usually did. All I could feel was that damnable bliss radiating from him as he began to drift back off to sleep.

But I wasn't going to make it that easy. I didn't care that he didn't say anything, but he was going to hear me out before he could sleep again. I was going to make damn sure all his dreams from here on out became his worst nightmares.

I didn't care that Aku-sama had ordered us to save Minamoto's fate for him. I wasn't going to let even the demon have a chance to show my twin what true suffering and pain was like. I didn't care if it brought Aku's wrath down on myself, he was not going to deny me the pleasure of making sure my twin and his bitch suffered for this indignation.

"Just you wait, you little shit. I'm going to see you in Hell soon enough, I guarantee it. Just you wait and see."

I picked up a small marble statue of some sort of oni or another and crushed it to dust with my bare hands. I knew that he could see it along our connection and let the dust slip through my fingers to pile on the floor and be swept away later with the rest of the mess. I didn't have to say a word. He knew exactly what I meant by that gesture.

I was going to crush him and anyone else that got in my way, no matter what it took, even if it meant defying Lord Aku to do it.
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