Control
Prologue
A young girl, about the age of ten, walked up to a man with long dark hair. She held a mirror and her eyes were lifeless. The man noticed her prescence and looked over at her.
"It is ready," she told him. He raised an eyebrow, but smirked.
"Very well," he replied. "Take your sister and leave the castle. And don't forget to leave the potion. I am counting on you... Kanna." She nodded, and shuffled her feet while walking away. The man turned his direction to his window once more.
'Yes,' he thought. 'Soon. Soon Inuyasha and Sesshomaru will be mine.'
"Wait up!" Inuyasha turned deaf ears to these pleas. His nose twitched and his eyes widened. He continued moving at a fast pace towards the scent.
"Inuyasha!" He could not hear her. Inuyasha was blind. He was deaf. All that he had was his sense of smell to guide him.
'Kikyo,' he thought anxiously. 'Can it really be you?' There was no mistake. The familiar scent of dirt and bones filled his overly sensitive nostrils.
The voices were now gone. It wasn't as though he could hear them anyway. His heart pounded in excitement. He knew that he was getting nearer. He could almost reach her...
As if on que, the skies above were filled with white lights, they were creatures that Kikyo controlled. Her soul collectors. That was what she needed to live.
"Inuyasha..." Inuyasha's ears tweaked as he heard Kikyo's soft voice whispering his name. He looked around frantically, now neglecting his sense of smell. Where was she? He couldn't see her anywhere.
"Kikyo!" He looked up and saw her being carried away by her soul collectors. He jumped up and grabbed her, pulling her safely into his arms. She made little resistance.
"What are you doing?" she asked, breaking away from his warm embrace. She held and angry look on her face which only confused Inuyasha even more.
"Kikyo!" he exclaimed. "Stop running! I love you! Stay with me!" Her eyes widened and the anger in her eyes softened slightly. Tears began to pour from her eyes.
"You are claiming that you love me," she stated. He nodded. A river of water could now be seen streaming down her face. "If you love me, do you trust me?"
"Of course I do!" Inuyasha looked at her with sympathy and love. "I trust you so much!" Tears refusing to cease, she did not attempt to wipe them away.
"You trust me?" she repeated. "If you trust me, why didn't you trust me fifty years ago? Why? It is impossible to be together now. Back then we had a chance, but now it is too late! Don't you understand?" Inuyasha's eyes widened before softening to a loving, caring look. He slowly went up to her. Kikyo backed away uncertainly.
"I love you." He took her by the shoulders and pressed his lips to hers. Resistance was futile, she realized. The kiss was tender and loving, showing Kikyo his love for her.
When they parted Kikyo looked at Inuyasha. No certain emotion was on her face. She leaned forward and captured him in a fiery, passionate kiss. This surprised him, but he closed his eyes and responded. Little did he know that Kikyo's hand was sneaking into the pocket of her robes.
Before Inuyasha could register what was happening, a liquid was being forced down his throat by none other than, Kikyo. His eyes drooped and he fell only the soft ground. The last thing he saw was Kikyo, looking down at him disgustedly.
"Sesshomaru-sama!" cried Jaken. He ran up to his lord, sweat on his face. Rin was not with him.
"What do you want?" Sesshomaru replied. Jaken gulped, knowing of what he would have to do.
"It's Rin," he began nervously, carefully studying Sesshomaru's face. "She's been kidnapped by Kagura!" The Lord of the Western Lands showed no emotion. Kagura was one of Naraku's incarnations. But she wanted freedom, even Naraku knew that. Taking his ward would do no good for her. She would either be killed by Naraku or Sesshomaru.
He continued walking, with his cowardly servant following behind. Sesshomaru'sears suddenly twitched as he heard the most horrible sound in the world.
"Sesshomaru-sama! Help me!" It was Rin. The young girl that he had grown to love, although he would never admit it, was being tortured. His adopted daughter that loved him; the first to ever truly love him. This thought brought anger to him.
With inhuman speed, more enhanced than usual, Sesshomaru sped off towards the young girl's cries. Jaken clumsily ran after him, although they both knew he was not nearly as fast.
Without realizing it, he had run straight through a barrier, but he was fuelled merely by adrenaline. The next sight brought his blood to a boil.
"Sesshomaru-sama!"cried Rin. She could not see him. An ugly demon arm dangled her from a high height, another sharp ended arm was only inches away. The owner of these disgusting body parts was... Naraku.
"Naraku, let her go." Sesshomaru tried to make his voice calm and monotone, but he couldn't. Rin's body had multiple bruises and there were dried bloodstains all over her. Her clothes had been ripped and her hair was a mess. There were tear paths all over her face.
"No." Was his simple reply. Naraku smiled evilly. He didn't know that a simple human child could affect him so.
Sesshomaru's eyes flashed red before he lunged at Naraku with incredible speed. His eyes widened as he was stopped by something being jammed down his throat. He fell down, unconscious.
author note
my first fic of my first story! will be stuff later.
