#serpentine devil

Reverse + «CONTROL» for sender to keep receiver in place through means of mind control. (Koga)

Serpentine tendrils had wrapped tightly around the wolf demon to prevent any attempt at escape. A devilish pink and purple mist surrounding him as glowing vermillion hues locked their gaze with Koga's.

"You were lost, little wolf. Now you are found." A dark chuckle left Naraku's lips. The lovely crystal in his palm glimmering a hypnotic light. One that not even a full blooded demon could resist. "I congratulate you on finding the serpent's lair. Not many could have made it this far. Is this crystal what you sought after?" Naraku moved his hand across the small treasure. It gleamed and released even more of that light into Koga. An enticing presence.

"No. This is beautiful, yes, but you wish for me even more so. To follow my voice. Obey my will. Your very spirit calls out to me. You know this, deep down. You cannot resist the allure that tugs at your mind and heart."

Naraku's tone was soft. Sickeningly sweet. Just as the crystal, made of his miasma, drew beings in. A false resonance that most beings would mistake for a part of the Shikon Jewel. The perfect trap.

"Yes. I can see those shivers running through your body. That desire to become my loyal servant. Aching for my touch, my approval. So... Let go of what you used to believe. Your former existence no longer matters, dear wolf. You. Are. Mine. And you know it. So do what you desire most..."

"Submit..."

The raven haired hanyou had been restricted to his current location. Not that having a lair was anything new but the new moon tended to be frustrating. Naraku could not leave, lest he risk demons or strong humans finding him in a vulnerable state.

There were many the serpent had harmed and took the lives of. Many more to come so long as Naraku continued to evade death. One would think the reaper had him as their favorite, since Naraku was incredibly difficult to kill. His vermillion gaze shifted towards the sound of footsteps. Ah. Exactly who the dark lord had been expecting.

"Kohaku." Naraku's voice carried a softness to it. A sweet tone and gentle expression. With seemingly no ill intent behind the warm smile. "I trust you have retrieved the flesh I asked for?" Demon or human, he needed to consume said flesh tonight.

The serpentine hanyou glanced back from his position. Having sensed a jewel shard, demons and now there was the scent of blood. Human blood specifically. Naraku decided to investigate this scene and what exactly had happened. Curiosity peaked even further when he smelled demon blood as well.

"My my... It seems someone has won this battle. A human no less. Did they survive I wonder?"

Naraku's vermillion hues shifted in the direction of the human's scent. They were clearly still alive. But barely. He followed the trail of blood and finally found the collapsed boy.

"So it was you. Hm. An impressive display of strength."

A shame Kohaku couldn't hear that bit of praise right now. Naraku knelt down to pick him up. Carefully and gently so as not to make the bleeding even worse.

"Fortunate that I arrived when I did. You may not have lasted much longer."

The shard hadn't been taken though. That was good. Naraku held Kohaku close and vanished in a whirl of miasma mist. Taking him to the castle to treat his wounds and keep the youth safe during recovery.

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An ambush worked quite well, when set up properly. Or taking advantage of criminals along the road. Who just so happened to have authorities on their tail. So to speak. The bridge nearby, it would erupt in chaos. Of which a certain youth unfortunately found himself in the middle. Naraku was aware that Kohaku would attempt to cross that bridge.

And so he waited until that moment arrived. Hiding beneath the structure. The minute that the noises started up, Vermillion hues shifted upwards. Acting quickly once Kohaku was spotted. Serpentine tendrils rising up to snatch the boy. Wrapping around his body tightly and pulling Kohaku right off the bridge.

Naraku moved back into the place he had hid. A cavern just below. Forceful, yet gentle enough with his captive. Pulling him all the way down into those tunnels as the open front, caved in. An illusion added as a precaution to keep people and other beings away.

Eventually Kohaku would reach the center of this underground lair. Torches illuminating amidst the darkness. He was dropped in front of the venomous hanyou.

"Welcome back, little one." His voice came out the way it usually did. Somewhat soft. Sickeningly sweet. As though Naraku hadn't just taken Kohaku against his will. He feigned an expression of hurt.

"Oh my. Such a terrible thing to say to the one who has taken care of you."

A subtle flick of his wrist and one of his pets, a large serpent, bit down on the boy's shoulder. Partially into his neck. The venom wouldn't kill him but it did have a paralytic effect. While not completely restricting Kohaku, it would make it very difficult to move.

"The more you move in such a state? The more the venom will spread." Naraku tilted his head slightly. "I shall take care of you. If you do as I say. Or do you want to suffer horribly until death?"

Naraku's purple katana had been covered with demon blood. All of the ones that only a moment ago, surrounded Dez. His vermillion hues shifted towards the unknown woman. The serpentine hanyou moved close and wiped some blood off of Dez's face with his free hand.

"An understandable response. Given you were almost torn to shreds. However if I had wanted your death? I would not have intervened." Naraku glanced off to the side. Then back to Dez. "I know a place not far from here. If you are willing to give me a bit of your trust? I can ensure safety from more demons. You will be able to rest and I can wash off this blood."

Naraku had some time on his hands that day. As there was no need to take action for anything and those working for him needed to rest and recover from the most recent missions. Only one Naraku trusted not to get too far.

Aside from that? He himself needed the break. As such, the hanyou decided to take his favorite mount out for a ride. The most tame of his pets, but useful all the same. After all Naraku couldn't be roaming around on demons while trying to lay low. So the lovely and gentle, black arabian horse would do.

"Hm? Ah. So we meet again, young one. Are you getting some fresh air as well?"