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To Protect the Alpha Female	By : Sylean Category: InuYasha > General Views: 10682 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 3: To Solve the Unknown

Myoga knew of the events within the body on Inutaisho that led to Tessaiga being retrieved, but knew not of Sesshomaru’s desires, since the flea avoided the volatile demon at all costs. Totosai on the other hand, knew not of the aforementioned events, but was aware of the ridiculous requirements Sesshomaru had for a mate, as was told to him centuries ago by the great dog demon. When Myoga sought out the sword smith, to inform him of Tessaiga’s return to the living world, he mentioned off-handedly about how lucky it was that Kagome had been there to draw the sword that both brothers could not.

“Whoa, that’s certainly interesting,” Totosai commented, still hammering away on the sword on his anvil. “Who is this Kagome person?” He couldn’t imagine any other demon, not of the dog general’s blood, being allowed to touch the sword.

“She’s a priestess that travels with Inuyasha,” Myoga informed. Clang.

“A human?” Totosai asked, only partially interested, focusing mostly on his work. Clang.

“Yes,” Myoga clarified.

“I doubt Sesshomaru would have taken that very easily,” Totosai deduced accurately, blowing a burst of unnaturally hot fire on the sword. Clang.

“He didn’t,” Myoga verified, “he tried to kill her.” The clang of metal on metal suddenly stopped as Totosai gave his fellow elder demon his full attention.

“Tried?” Myoga hummed affirmably. “Was this an actual attempt on her life, or just a near fatal warning? Myoga, tell me what happened?” The urgency in his voice rose at each new question.

“Well, he doused her in acid from his claws and she emerged unscathed,” Myoga recapped the events he recalled from the view of his safe perch on Inuyasha’s shoulder.

“And you saw this happen?” Totosai was very skeptical about this incident and had to make sure not to jump to any false conclusions.

“Yes,” Myoga responded again, wondering what was with the sudden interrogation. “Why do you ask? You seem to know something?”

“Hmm, I do,” Totosai affirmed, continuing his work slowly as he thought. Clang. The crash of metal on metal was a comfortingly familiar sound to him. “Several centuries ago, before the great dog demon perished, he told me of how his son would never find a mate.” Clang. “He expressed how his expectations could never be reached because whenever Sesshomaru did find one that might be worthy, the boy’s final test would destroy her.” Clang. “The arrogant whelp would only take a mate if she could survive his attempts on her life, just as you have said this human did.”

“Wait, do you mean that Sesshomaru is likely going to try and take Kagome, a human, as his mate?” Myoga couldn’t believe such an outlandish notion, even as the words left his mouth.

“I do not know, but it may very well be the case.” Totosai posed the possible outcome and the two went silent to ponder its implications. The only sound was the repetitive hammering. Clang. Clang. Clang. “How did Inuyasha come to posses the sword, if it was the girl who drew it?” There was a chance that there was yet another facet to this.

“She gave it to him,” Myoga stated.

“And he accepted,” Totosai made sure to get the details straight.

“Of course,” Myoga confirmed.

“Then he is her protector,” Totosai supplied. “That explains why Sesshomaru keeps going after him as you so told me.”

Clang!

Her purity was astonishing, and not just in the power he could feel in bursts, as she would fight, but also in how her very aura affected everyone around her. Kagome brought people together wherever she went, sowing peace and understanding, tolerance and generosity, just by passing through. Even one as standoffish as Inuyasha opened up to her about his past, calming his injured spirit. If she was a demon, Sesshomaru would have declared her worthy already, but she was not. She was human, but at the same time, not quite. Pondering over her enigmatic origins, Sesshomaru came to only one possible, yet incredulous, explanation. Her dress and mannerism were not consistent with anything from the distant past, she was foreign, yet had the language and customs of this land mastered. Her “era” could only be from the future, which meant she was capable of manipulating time itself, somehow. He knew of demons who could stop time, for the less powerful, or see into the future, but none that could travel through it in any way other than how every living being did. It was a power even he lacked. He observed her means to such a feat as well as she slipped into a dry well and disappeared instantly from his senses. When her companions had walked away, he attempted to follow her, but simply met soft ground. Yet another way she was proving herself. At this rate, he wouldn’t find a single shred of a reason to discard her.

He continued his vigilance, but had no intention of going after the girl for now. It was purely coincidence that Totosai sought out Inuyasha for protection. A foolish move for sure, seeing as the sword smith, as much of a coward as he was, needed no protection. His mastery of fire and lava made for an effective means of escape. But since he was there, might as well approach the problem from a different angle; instead of trying to take the sword, the “token of protection,” he would attempt to break it with the recently acquired dragon arm. Taken or broken, either would accomplish the same goal, clearing the way for him to pursue the girl’s life. It was still the only way out he could find; slay her and prove her weak, unworthy of being his mate.

His attempts were thwarted when he was unexpectedly grazed by the Windscar, sending him retreating to tend to his severe wounds. If it wasn’t for Tenseiga, he might not have survived the sudden attack. He had no idea where the sword brought him, only that he woke up to the sounds of rustling in the bushes. His instincts took hold, like a wounded beast backed into a corner, and he snarled at the creature. His body relaxed when he saw it to be simply a human child, no threat. What he couldn’t understand was why she was attempting to help him. Shouldn’t she be running away in fear, alerting her village of his presence so they would come to exterminate him, or attempt to? Instead, she brought him water and fish, human food that would not help much, but of a gesture he could not fathom the origins. Even when he told her he didn’t need her offerings, she continued, with no expectations of him expressed.

When she came to him again, covered in bruises, he couldn’t help but wonder how she came to have them. The smell of several human males covered her, hinting that they had beat her, but what for? Was it because she was helping him; did she put him before her own well-being? Begrudgingly, such selfless generosity reminded him of the priestess of which he had been obsessively looking for faults. She displayed her emotions so openly, and they changed wildly; the similarities were stacking up. There was the passing thought of staying to observe her, in hopes of better understanding the other, but that idea was fleeting. He didn’t need the burden.

Healed, he rose to leave the area but detected a familiar scent on the wind: blood, but more descriptively, the blood of a very specific human girl. There was also the strong scent of wolves. Curiosity spurred him on, and he found what was expected. The same girl lay dead in the road, her body littered with bite marks. She hadn’t even been eaten, only killed for the thrill of the hunt. How dishonorable, she wasn’t a strong opponent, and there was no purpose to her demise. She had assisted him, however unnecessary it was, he was willing to see if he could return the favor.

Upon drawing Tenseiga, it pulsed in his grip, and revealed to him the creatures of the underworld swarming over her body. Maybe it was honor, or maybe simple curiosity, but he sliced them through, just to see what would happen. He knew of the sword’s potential, yet it had never revealed much to him. He wanted to know what it could do. It brought the girl back to life, a feat that surprised even he. It was not the most useful thing to carry with him, but at least it was for more than decoration. He helped the girl up and turned to continue on his way without a word. Jaken called after him, squawking about one thing or another, and even before the imp could come running after him, the girl stepped forward, breaking out of her shock and choosing to follow.

‘Heh, Tenseiga, you compelled me to save a human life today,’ he blamed his actions on the sword. Not admitting his own wandering thoughts and the merits of a species he despised.
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