A Twist To The Inuyasha Tale | By : Netsubo Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 2840 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N:After much distraction, I now offer the second chapter. :) Please enjoy and rate and review if you don't mind! Previous chapter disclaimers still apply. I do not own Inuyasha, but I do own the plot to this story and the OC's. I also make no profit off this story.
Gasping, she stood stock still, unsure of what to do. Not a few seconds later, her body was completely covered with the demon’s blood. Blinking in surprise, she looked past the now dead demon and looked into the cold emotionless amber gold eyes of the demon from earlier. Looking to the demon that just tried to kill her she noticed that there was a hand protruding from its chest. Upon closer inspection she realized that the arm belonged to the handsome demon. Carelessly, said demon viciously jerked his arm from the demons body as a small green cloud emerged from where his hand just was. It was then she realized that he was a poison demon. The demon flexed his hand that was just buried up to the elbow in the body of the demon at his feet and she watched with horror as a liquid seeped out from his hand and onto the dead body.
As she watched, the demon before her dissolved into nothing. Realizing that if he chose to fight her, she may not win, she began to shake a bit with actual fear of him. Smelling her sudden fear, of him no less after she had spoken so bravely earlier, he jerked his head towards her and gave her a cold stare before turning to the other two demons and repeating the death process for them as well. Unbeknownst to him, she was watching him, his long silver hair blowing in the slight breeze. 'He’s very pretty', she thought to herself, 'but also very dangerous. I need to leave…now!' Without a second thought, and before he could even turn around, she was up on her feet and racing down the hill opposite them away from him. Hearing her stand, he started to turn to look at her again only to find the spot that the ningen previously occupied vacant and her scent disappearing down the hill and into the nearby forest. Cursing, he followed, for he knew two things she did not. One, she was bleeding, and was apparently unaware that no matter how good she could fight, her scent was intoxicating to demons, and that would undoubtedly attract more and possibly stronger demons than she had already faced; and two, he could sense the hidden power in her that remained so far untouched. He could take her to someone, (though Kami only knew why he was doing this in the first place) to help her train her to tap into her powers. Running at breakneck speeds down the hill and into the forest, she knew instinctively that he was following her. She paid no mind to the branches hitting her or the briars cutting her up worse than she was before. She just shoved them aside and kept running. Continuing her run, she failed to notice a trap specifically set by one of the demons and found herself hoisted into the air upside down. Letting off a slight scream, she struggled to get herself free, looking for anything that she could use until she noticed exactly what she was caught with. Spider’s web. Growling a bit at her situation, she quickly tried to think of a way out of it. But much to her dismay, the spider demon who owned the web appeared. “Goed, goed, goed,” said the demon spider, eyeing his meal with a gleam in his eyes, “kijk wat ik hier in mijin Web heb. (Well, well, well, look what I caught in my web.)” The demon then began to laugh. Confused as to what he was saying she only understood that he was probably more than likely going to eat her from the gleam in his eyes. The demon slowly made its way towards her and she could see something which she suspected was paralyzing poison dripping from its huge fangs. Struggling anew she tried her best to get away. Just when the spider moved to sink his fangs deep into her frail ningen body, a body moved to intercept the fangs. To her surprise, it was the demon who was chasing her before. Using his poisoned claws, he tore through the one of the spider’s fangs but was unable to avoid the other fang as it pierced his body where his heart was located and moved upwards to his shoulder before ripping out before he fell gracefully to the ground. To say the spider demon was furious was an understatement. The demon Lord should have died instantly because at the last minute he switched the paralyzing poison for the actual toxic poison that only one drop in your body could cause you to die. Angrily he demanded, “Who de hel is u, demon? Welke manier van demon bent u om een meselijk kind te beschermen? (Who the hell are you, demon? What manner of demon are you that you would protect a human?)” Scoffing at the demon and knowing he understood English, Sesshomaru replied with anger in his own voice at his actions and the consequences, “It matters not that you know who I am you filthy excuse for a demon. What matters is that you are about to lose your life. If you believe in a Kami I suggest you start praying.” With that said, he flexed both his hands causing poison to literally drip from both and turn the ground around his feet into mush slightly. The spider demon was enraged. Not only had he stopped him from getting his meal, but he also survived his poison. Then it hit him who the demon reminded him of. He reminded him of the recently deceased Lord of the West’s heir. The great demon Lord Sesshomaru. “Vloek u aan hel, mijin Lord, (Go to hell, my Lord)” he spat scathingly before moving to attack again. As the demon lunged for Sesshomaru, a small smirk graced his features before he casually swiped the air in front of him just as the spider reached him only to have the cursed spider to land at his feet in dissolving pieces. Kicking at the dirt with a foot to show his disgust of the demon at his feet, he withdrew the poison and looked up at the hanging girl to discover something very amusing indeed. The child had trapped herself further. During the distraction she had easily moved her body up to grab her feet and try to free herself while they were fighting only to forget how sticky the web was and grabbing it to tug at it. Realizing too late, she was now stuck in that position. Standing there for a few more moments looking up to the ningen child with a smirk on his face, he pondered what to do. He was bleeding badly and though the poison would not kill him, it prevented his youki from healing him. And bleeding out was not what he wanted to do. The smirk leaving his face, he gracefully flicked his wrist towards the part of the strand of web where her hands were located and let his youki flow into his hand and become a white-gold whip. The whip, having poison properties in it as well, ate right through the strand easily, causing the girl to let out a startled scream as she fell. With a grunt from both parties, the stoic demon Lord caught the ningen girl in his arms her hands still trapped. Glaring up at the bloody demon before her, she attempted to free herself from both his arms and her little predicament she seemed to be in. Taking his free hand, he slashed the web away from her feet and hands but continued to hold her in his arm. Grateful that he saved her yet again and freed her from the web, she continued to struggle, not willing to be his next victim. “Girl, calm yourself. If I was going to harm you I would have done so when I first found you at the well.” Stilling, she asked softly, “Why should I trust a demon like you?” Sneering, he replied, “This Sesshomaru has saved you twice now ningen, show your respect. You are wounded and in need of assistance. Or did this Sesshomaru not hear you correctly when you said you wanted to return to your home?” Fighting to stop the tears but failing, she began to sob. Sighing to himself he nuzzled her hair softly to comfort her before jerking back as if he was burnt. ‘What the hell is wrong with this Sesshomaru?’ he wondered to himself. He turned with the still crying child in his arm and headed back to the well where he found her and sat at its base. Placing the child in his lap he gently licked her knees, using his saliva to heal and clean the wounds. After doing that he decided that there wasn’t much he could do about the blood that he had gotten on her when he killed that demon. He looked down at her wondering why she was crying. It grated on his sensitive ears. “Ningen, why do you cry?” he asked coldly. “I want to go home but I can’t!” she wailed, not even having noticed that he healed her scrapes. He looked at her confused for a moment wondering what was going on.He was literally freaking out. He had no idea where his precious little sister was or where she could have gone. He was on the verge of pulling out his hair he was so stressed. He had looked everywhere, called everyone. No one had seen her. His mother had come home and was literally screaming at the top of her lungs for her daughter, screeching at him wondering what he did with her. He consoled his mother as much as he could and went out looking for her. He had had no luck until he finally noticed her tiny foot prints heading towards the shrine surrounding the well. “She couldn’t have…” he muttered rushing towards the well and neglecting to take off his shoes as well and rushing into the well house. “Rose!” he cried. Somehow he already knew if she was still in here, she would have answered long ago. He looked down at the well. It had been empty in here so long that dust had gathered on the well and the ladder within.
Looking closely with what little light that was in there, he saw tiny hand prints in the dust and when he looked at the ladder, the dust was gone in places where her feet and hands surely would have gone. Knowing instantly what happened, he quickly climbed over the ledge and climbed down the ladder, jumping the last few feet to get to the bottom. Only he didn’t go through a blue flash like his sister. He landed on the solid dirt bottom of the well. “Rose!” he practically screamed at the top of his lungs. Panicking, knowing there wasn’t much he could do, he hurriedly climbed out of the well and flew out of the shrine and made a dash for the house to inform his mother.The silver haired demon stared down at the child, not sure what to do. Then he heard the soft gasp and then what happened next startled the stoic demon Lord greatly. She shoved away from him, in her panic her powers coming forth and burning him slightly with its purity, causing a slightly pained hiss to fall from his lips, and practically jumped back into the well. “Nii-chan!” she called as she flew down into the well. Not a moment later she landed with a thud in the bottom of the well. Scrambling to her knees, she began scratching at the bottom of the well, desperately trying to reach her brother. “Nii-chan!” she wailed. Realizing that maybe she was hearing things, she put her dirty hands to her face and sobbed. Then she sensed the demon behind her and quickly scrambled away from him in the narrow expanse of the well. It was then she noticed several things.
One was that not only did he have long silver hair, but upon his forehead there was a pretty blue crescent moon. Figuring it must signify him as a Lord or something, she realized why he was so adamant about her giving him respect. Among this discovery, she noticed that he had two magenta stripes on each of his cheeks, his ears were pointed like an elves, that the magenta stripes were also on his wrists, and that he had blood red eye shadow markings on his eyelids and instinctively she knew they were all natural. The second thing she noticed was that he was gravely wounded. For saving her. Then she noticed the burns on his haori. She must have accidentally hurt him when she tried to get to her big brother. Looking up into his amber-gold eyes, she didn’t know what to do. She became slightly panicked when he moved closer to her. She stared dumbly at his offered hand as if she didn’t know what to do with it. Sesshomaru noted with a bit of amusement that the human was desperately calling out for some unseen being when she jumped into the well and had done so again when she hit the bottom. To his greater amusement, he saw her trying to dig in the well to get to this person then stop suddenly and bend over to sob into her dirty hands. He had no idea what she was going on about but he chose to ignore it for the time and jumped down into the well, landing without a sound. However, even without making a sound, she still turned towards him then scrambled to her feet to try to get away from him. He noticed that she gave a perusal of his being before looking up into his cold amber-gold eyes. Not really knowing why he felt compelled to help the child, he offered her his hand, watching as she only stared at it. As he looked at the dirt and blood smudges on her face, he saw more tears form in her light blue eyes as she stared at his hand and then with a wail she threw herself at his legs, clutching them in a death grip and sobbing her heart out. Unconsciously, he laid a hand on her head. Kneeling, he drew her small form into his arms and held her close, letting the fluffy tail on his shoulder wrap itself around her form as he stood up and gracefully leapt out of the well. Carefully he sat at the base again, holding her close, a soft purring sound emitting from his chest to calm her. In some part of his mind, he realized that he was beginning to develop parental/sibling like feelings for the child, more so than he had for his own half-breed sibling. Not really knowing why but deciding to go with it for now, he nuzzled the top of her head, also realizing that this whole ordeal was TOTALLY out of character for his cold stoic self. After a few minutes when her sobs finally died down to hiccups, he found that he needed to know of where she lived if he was to escort her home. “Little one,” he murmured, watching as she shifted her head slightly but didn’t lift it. “This Sesshomaru desires to know where your home is located so that I may escort you home.” Sniffling and hiccupping again, she carefully extracted one arm and pointed over his shoulder. Turning his head a bit and glancing at her finger, Sesshomaru noticed that her finger was pointing down. Confused he looked behind him to the well, seeing that she was pointing down into the well. Arching an elegant brow, he looked back down at her head. “Do you mean to inform this Sesshomaru that you live in the well?” he asked, putting an emphasis on the word live. Shaking her head, she lifted her smeared face and replied in a shaky voice, “I live on the other side of the well. I-I was outside playing when…when I thought I felt something calling to me from the well at our shrine…so I went into the shrine for the well and looked inside. I didn’t see anything…b-but I still felt as if something was calling to me so I climbed down the ladder into the well and I was just playing around when I decided to jump the last few steps on the ladder but I didn’t land on the ground. I saw this bright blue flash a-and when I was looking around all I saw was a blue tunnel. Then when my feet finally touched the ground, I looked around and it wasn’t the same…t-then…those demons came after me a-and…” She had to suddenly stop as she felt his fingers gently place themselves over her mouth. She looked up at him to see that he had a faraway look in his eyes, as if he was absorbing everything she said. “This Sesshomaru…doesn’t understand. You come from the OTHER side of the well?” he asked slightly confused. Nodding she moved his hand gently and said, “As far as I can tell, I came about, if not a little less than, 500 years into the past from my time.” “You’re from the future?” Sesshomaru asked incredulously. Nodding again she continued, “Yes. I don’t know why, but this well brought me here but now I cannot get back,” she said gesturing behind him to the well as she spoke. “Hmm,” was his reply to the information she gave him. He then shook his head, noticing for the first time that it felt rather fuzzy. Blinking, he tried to figure out why he felt as if he was about to pass out or something. Then he realized that the demon spiders’ poison was probably stronger than he originally thought. Cursing to himself he sat up straighter, only to have his vision waver. Rose looked at Sesshomaru and noticed his pale face. He looked as if he was about to pass out, and when he suddenly sat up, it only served to confirm her earlier thoughts because whether he realized it or not, he swayed when he sat up straighter and became even more pale. “Sesshomaru?” she whispered softly, only to have him flinch a bit and his nails dig into her arms, releasing a little of his poison on accident into her blood stream. Gasping in pain as his nails dug into her arms causing them to bleed, she could feel the slight sting of the poison entering her system. However, she chose to ignore it for the simple fact that somehow she knew that he himself was poisoned from the spider. And evidentially, it was too much for even him, considering he probably has just about every poison known to man in his body. Not too long after her observations, she could feel the demon slipping to the side, as if he were about to fall over. Looking closely, she noticed that he was indeed falling over onto his side hissing with pain, a look of pure agony on his face. “Sesshomaru,” she said again as he slid onto his side and again more panicked as he looked as if he were about to pass out or even die. “SESSHOMARU!!”A/N: So, another chapter. Tell me what you think, yes? More chapters to follow, soon possibly, if I don't get distracted by my XBOX 360 or work. Bleh, I need to spend less hours on the game, more at work if I can get it, and more time studying. Lol. Read, rate and review!! Thanks!! P.S. Please let me know if you like it so far and if you'd like to see more
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