A Twist To The Inuyasha Tale | By : Netsubo Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 2839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha nor make an profit from the story. The characters, other than the ones from Inuyasha, are mine. |
A/N: Also, the warnings or whatever they're called, are for WAY later chapters. This is NOT a minor story. Also, I do not own Inuyasha, as much as that may pain me, but the original characters are mine. This story plot line IS mine, however, the idea came from another fanfic that I read, but it is by no means the same story.
Nearly five hundred years into the past, to a time known as the Edo Period, a lone figure stood upon a grassy slope, with the setting sun at his back, out-looking a huge forest, which was known as InuYasha’s Forest, looking down at his surroundings. He was a very powerful but very young demon Lord. He stood watching the land that he had inherited from his father, looking for any signs of trouble in the ningen village below. On principle, he couldn’t stand humans. He found them to be weak and useless, but as this used to be his father’s land and this village his as well, and as he was the heir to the Western Lands, he had no choice but to oversee it since his father’s dishonorable death by a mere ningen male over an ningen onna.
Scoffing at the thought of his father’s untimely death, he continued to survey the lands when out of the corner of his eye he saw some movement by the old well which the villagers in the village further down the hill and past the forest liked to call the Bone Eater’s Well. It was called that because they killed any demons that went astray and tried to attack their village for the sole purpose of trying to eat either the ningens or their livestock and threw them into it. However, there were two Priestess’ in training in that village, one of which, his half-wit half-breed brother had recently taken up to following until she managed to seal the half-wit to a tree and she herself died because of some stupid jewel rumored to give you great powers. It was disgusting really. Thinking it might have been an insignificant human he seen around the well he didn’t fully pay it or the scent coming up from the well any mind as he continued to look over the lands. It was then that he noticed what he shouldn’t have. The scent coming from the well, and not only was it a female’s scent, but a ningen child’s at that. Turning his head a bit and gave the well a cold look as if it were an animate object. Both hearing and smelling the tears, he sighed mentally. He knew what had happened now. The shadow he had seen was her trying to climb out of the well only to fall back down when she had just peeked over the edge, though he didn’t hear the fall. But he assumed she did because as he sniffed again and sure enough he smelt blood. And it wasn’t the only thing he smelled. He smelled a few demons that he didn’t see earlier down in the valley. Though at the moment they didn’t smell the ningen child, he was sure that they soon would as he felt the wind shifting heading downwind to said demons. No sooner had he assumed they would smell her than they turned towards the well. Obviously their smelling was inferior and they couldn’t smell him, or they smelt and chose to ignore him thinking him a lesser demon. Huffing, he chose to hide in the trees nearby and just observe. He watched as the demons slowly made their way up the one hill to get to the well, continuously sniffing along the way. He noticed as well that the child was persistent in trying to get out of the well. Though he had to wonder how she got there in the first place. He noted that she finally reached the top again and this time heaved herself onto the lip of the well and sat on its edge, oblivious to the demons approaching.Rose Millinety, second in line to the shrine she was currently living at, was playing outside. She had been playing outside for what had seemed like to her for hours. She housed inside her little body, unbeknownst to her of course, Miko powers. She was only eight years old though she looked younger and little did she realize that her life was about to change drastically. Her elder and only brother kept an eye out for her from behind one of the nearby trees. He was always watching out for his precious little sister. He was always afraid that someone would steal her away from them because she was so sweet, and innocent and unbelievably beautiful. She had long blond hair that reached down to her waist and beautiful blue eyes. She looked like a mirror image of their mother, Shannon Millinety, who just happened to be at the store at the moment.
Their father had passed away shortly after his precious little sister was born and she barely remembered him if at all. Since then he has been keeping a lookout for her, both as a promise to his father on his deathbed and for himself. He couldn’t bring himself to think of what he would do if something happened to her. She was, at this moment, supposed to be doing her independent studies, but she was too spirited and carefree to sit and do them for long. He never complained and neither did their mother because they both knew how intelligent she was, she just pretended otherwise around her teachers. No doubt said teacher was tearing apart the dojo where she studied not only her school work but also various martial arts, from boxing to ninjutsu. She was quickly becoming, even in her schoolwork, better than her own teachers. Not only could she read, but she could write elegantly, (though he was loath to admit she wrote better than he himself did and he wrote very neatly indeed) and she could fight, even better than him not that he minded. He was glad she could protect herself but as her older brother he still felt the need to protect her even if she could mostly beat him to a pulp herself, which she did most days. She was also starting on some training which he had not been taught, something to do with some hidden powers within her. This training had started up recently so he had no clue as to what she could or could not do with said powers, not to mention he wondered why he never received the training she has but he figured (as he was as smart as her if not a little smarter because he was older) it was because she had something he didn’t. Which suited him fine because he wasn’t sure he wanted some kind of powers. Sighing to himself, he tore his darker blue eyes away from her small form for a moment and looked towards the dojo. Brushing his blackish blue hair from his eyes that the wind was continuously blowing into his face, he stealthily made his way to the dojo to console the irate teacher. Rose knew he was there, as he always was. She also knew that her teacher was mad at her for leaving the dojo when class wasn’t over with. But she also knew that she had finished her work shortly after he had left for something to drink and was tired of sitting there waiting for him to return. So she went out to play uncaring for the rest of the lesson because she had already read the whole book that they were currently working from and knew everything by heart just from reading it once. She loved reading, and she loved her work she just hated to wait. Her training was fun, until of course she surpassed even her own teachers within several days of being taught. They had continued to teach her until they could finally teach her no more. She smiled and just randomly stopped playing, which really she was still playing because she imagined a bad guy there with her, and started sparring with some unseen opponent. Which of course she won against for obvious reasons. Noticing after a while that she was still by herself, she stopped her invisible spar match and looked around. She could swear that someone was calling for her but she didn’t see anyone. Well it wasn’t a call exactly, more of a pulling sensation, like she was wanted somewhere but she had no idea where. Looking towards the old well shrine she started walking towards it. The closer she got the stronger the feeling she got. She was not supposed to go in there because her mother feared her getting hurt but she was smart enough to know that it was something more than that but she chose to obey her mother’s wishes because she loved her mother and did not wish to upset her. However this time, she felt as if she were being drawn to the well and she was powerless to stop it. She carefully climbed the onto the porch, not bothering to take off her shoes before stepping onto the wooden floor (which was still used as common courtesy in Japan) and walking towards the door of the small shrine protecting the well. As she neared the well, she noticed that she could see the well being slightly outlined in a blue aura. She knew it was an aura because her teacher had taught her how to tap into her powers to see others auras to gauge their powers and to find out if they were friendly or not. She reached the well and hesitantly looked over the rim of the well wondering why it was glowing only to find that the entire inside was glowing as well. Curious, (which she always was about something she hadn’t learned or read about or even seen) she climbed down into the ladder into the well. Deciding to be a little adventurous, she jumped the last few feet down into the well expecting to land on the soft ground beneath. What surprised her was that she didn’t land. Instead, a bright blue flash appeared and she felt herself slowly falling but through a blue lighted tunnel. This had left her stunned as she looked all around herself trying to see everything at once. She had never seen the likes of this before. If she didn’t know any better she could have sworn she were time traveling. But she knew it had to be a mistake. She knew for a fact that it was impossible. But she felt that deep down in her heart she was. It was a few minutes before she saw the bottom of the well again. The only difference was, there was bones in the bottom where there wasn’t before. She let her feet touch the bottom softly and looked around her for the ladder. That was the second indication that she knew she had time traveled. Not only was there many vines in the well and no ladder, but there was also no roof over the top of the well and she could see the setting suns last rays over the top, which led her to believe that she was no longer in the same time period. What she didn’t know is where she was or what time period it was. Sighing to herself and determined to satisfy her curiosity, she grabbed some vines and started climbing. After a minute or so, she had reached the top, but the vine her foot was currently on snapped beneath her weight and she fell back into the well. She did not cry out because she was trained to catch herself if she fell and landed lightly on her feet but the momentum from the fall caused her knees to hit the ground as she was pitched forward. Wincing and hissing with pain she looked at her knees. They were badly scratched and were only bleeding slightly. She felt unwanted tears come to her eyes because at that moment, she realized she couldn’t get back the way she came, or at least not for the moment. Trying to stifle her sobs and wipe the tears from her eyes only made it worse as she cried softly into her hands. She was curious but she wanted to go home more than she was curious and now she didn’t know how to. For once she was at a loss for what to do. She didn’t know what time period she was in there for she didn’t know what she could use to benefit her better. Sucking it up and deciding to try to make the best of it, she again decided to climb the well and this time hauled herself over the top to sit on the edge instead of ogling her surroundings in curiosity.Sniffing softly, she pulled her little skirt with ruffles around the hem of it down to cover her slightly bloody knees, and sat staring into the well. She didn’t sense the demons sneaking up behind her nor the demon Lord hiding himself behind the trees in the forest on the hilltop above her. Her main concern was how to get back home. She was contemplating the idea of trying again but was certain that the same result would occur. So instead she hugged herself and tried to reign in her emotions to figure out what she needed to do first. She was unarmed, which normally wouldn’t be a problem if she was in her own time, but she had no idea what she was up against here, and she was alone. Never a good combination when you considered her present situation.
The demons looking for some food spotted their prey and knew that they were going to have an easy meal. They had smelled the great demon Lord of the West but they had ignored him because they were so hungry. They tried their best to be quiet enough to sneak up on the little girl but it was useless. Her trained ears had finally picked up on the disturbance that their feet caused in the grass. She was able to ascertain exactly how many and how big they were just from the sound of their footfalls. The demon Lord, or better known as Lord Sesshomaru to those on his lands and those who feared him, watched with fascination as not only did the little ningen girl finally sense the demons sneak up on her from behind but he noticed that she had done so without even looking behind her. He also saw the look that appeared on her face as she sized up the demons’ behind her, though she didn’t know that’s what they were of course, just from the sound of their footfalls which were so different from the wind blowing the long knee length grass. Impressed, he continued to watch the little ningen as the three, ‘… Damn it, where did the other one come from? He wasn’t there before.’ … demons came up behind her and made ready to attack her only to strike the side of the well as she disappeared. What startled him more was that she not only eluded them, but himself as well. Now he was both pissed and intrigued. No one has ever, especially not a ningen, male or female, eluded him. He had to find out how she did that. He was even more startled as she flew out of nowhere and landed three well placed kicks to the confused demons before her and knocked them out cold. Landing gracefully on her feet, she turned her head and looked directly at him, again startling him. Paranoid, but knowing that she can’t really see him, he hid himself further into the darkness. “I know you’re there,” she said softly, somehow knowing he was there. “And I know you’re not human. Show yourself.” Growling softly at the order, he obliged the ningen child. He stepped out into the final rays of the setting sun making it seem like he was surrounded by fire. Uncharacteristically for him, he felt himself wanting to squirm under her gaze though he didn’t know why. However, he resisted the urge, finding it beneath him and not part of his emotionless mask. “Who are you, ningen?” he asked with no slight anger to his tone. “Hmph,” was her unafraid reply. “What is it to a demon like you? Though I have to admit you are prettier than the other three nimrods here and you seem to be more educated not to mention more clean.” Tilting her head, she used her Miko powers to gauge his aura. Sesshomaru, realizing what she was doing, growled softly. She was reading his aura. “Ningen, you dare to read this Sesshomaru’s aura?” he all but growled. Scoffing, finding nothing truly threatening in his aura she turned away and sat at the base of the well and hugged her knees to her chest unworried by the fallen demons around her. He knew she hadn’t killed them, but they would be knocked out for quite a while. Hearing her sniffle again, he looked at her. She was scared, but not of him he knew. 'Whatever,' he thought to himself, 'it’s not this Sesshomaru’s concern.' Turning on his heel gracefully, he walked back into the forest, leaving the girl alone although he should have killed her for her insolence, but he hadn’t the faintest idea why she unnerved him so. Hearing the small sobs coming from the girl even though he was so far away, he wondered why she cried. She had saved her own self from the demons, and she had found him out even though he knew he was well hidden. Then he heard it, her soft cries. “I just want to go home…why am I here..? And worse yet, with big scary demons? Did I do something wrong Momma?” She pleaded to the sky. She didn’t sense the demon Lord’s return. Nor did she see that one of her kicks had not fully knocked out one of the demons. Said demon was making its way over to her and he was PISSED to say the least. Sesshomaru noticed this, but he fought the need to come to her rescue. He wasn’t even sure why he felt the need to save her. Even so, he felt himself start to jump towards her when he saw the demon grab her by the hair and toss her to the ground ten feet away. “YOU BITCH!! HOW DARE YOU!!! YOU WILL BE MY MEAL!!” A wicked grin spread across his face. “After I have my way with you, of course.” Startled by someone suddenly grabbing her by her hair and then literally throwing her ten feet away from him then she saw him, when she shook her head to regain her bearing feeling the tears still falling from her face from her sadness, stalking up to her, a malevolent grin on his features. Hearing his words, she wasn’t frightened, not of him anyway. She was frightened that she couldn’t go home and that she had nowhere to go here. She didn’t fight back because she was lost in her thoughts and she was still upset, which caused her not to see as the demon reached out for her to grab her. A/N: Well, after many editing, I've finally gotten it to look remotely decent. However, it's not perfect, but better than nothing. So enjoy!! Never fear my fellow AFF people, a new chapter will arrive by the end of the week at the most! 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