Chapter One: Abduction
The crisp breeze brushed against her legs as she sat down on the bench in the park. The sky had turned a bright orange and then to a dingy gray as the sun began to set. The leaves from the large oak tree behind her fell as the breeze would periodically become harsh against its branches. She leaned back in the bench, letting her long, knee-length orange hair hit the evergreen grass around the tree.
The school had just let out for the mid-semester break and she had just stopped by the park for a rest. Several of the guys from the school passed by, "Have a good break, Allison." She leaned forward letting her periwinkle-purple eyes look at them, "Thanks and you too. See you in a week, you guys." She waved at them and then resumed her position on the bench.
She hated going home, especially of late. Her mother and father had let her bossy sister back in the house with her three kids, and she was pregnant again with twins on the way. She had been in the last three circumstances, knocked up by a guy she'd never see again. Although, Allison thought that she did it on purpose, just the collect the hundreds of dollars in child support. That is why she never looked to her sister for a role model. She was pretty, gorgeous to anyone who seen her, but she was just too loose. It showed too, for she had been knocked up three times in the past four years with no father for any of them. Allison just hated going home to a pity party for one, her sister.
Allison was the different one in the family because no one looked like her. Her father, whom she became very close to, would always sit down with her and look at old photographs of her when she was younger. She learned from her father and saw that she resembled her great, great, great, great-grandmother, who was a priestess in the ancient era. Her father always told her that she was lucky to look just like her grandmother and not her mother, because she had something unique about her that no one could take away from her.
After thinking about this, she leaned forward and caught sight of two squirrels running after each other around the ground of the other oak tree about twenty feet in front of her, "Young love.." she gasped as she looked up at the sky. "I don't want to go home. My stupid sister will probably make me do something for her, like message her feet…yuck!" That was something she hated about her sister. She was pregnant and everyone pitied her. She felt like no one had time for her, not even her father.
She kept sitting there, watching the sky turn from gray to mid-night blue. She loved the way the sky looked at night. She always made a wish on the largest star every night, but it never came true. She knew because the guy she liked at school didn't talk to her, but the worse was no guy showed an interest in her. So she waited on the sky to lighten up with the beautiful twinkling stars as she did every night.
The park was silent which wasn't unusual. Everyone had gone home at eight o'clock, but she was still there. No one there to bother her or tell her what to do, she was in heaven. A noise came from the bushes next to the bike rack on the backside of the bench across the park. She turned to look in that direction and just decided that it was just the harshness of the wind.
She continued to look up at the sky when a large shooting went by. She closed her eyes and wished like she normally does, but this time she altered her wish, I wish I could meet someone who didn't just think of me as a friend. As she finished her wish, she opened her eyes and saw her light being smothered out by a silk cloth. She jumped from the bench and went to pull the cloth off, and thought that another person had come up behind her and grabbed her arms, chaining them together, but it was the same one who had blindfolded her.
She struggled to get loose, but she felt two masculine arms placed around her. She felt the wind push harshly against her pale skin as the one who held her ran from the park. She could feel his heart beating faster and faster as he ran. She wanted to be free from his grip, but felt a tiring feeling overcome her. She fell asleep in his arms.
It felt like hours had passed as the abductor stopped in front of a large, dark castle. The castle was made out of black brick and it had three gargoyles at each peak on the roof. There were vines that crept up the walls at each window with beautiful blood red roses. Stone pebbles lined a path to the door and the porch around the entrance to the door was made of pure granite.
As the abductor stepped inside of the house, his long white hair flipped in the wind as he turned to shut the door. A long mirror on the wall didn't show the abductor, but showed Allison floating in mid-air, which was rather unusual. He turned quick and headed upstairs allowing his deep golden eyes to guide him. His skin was like porcelain. He had one large jagged red strip on each side of his face and wrists. He walked two flights of stairs and opened the last door on the right. He walked in, placed Allison on the bed, pulled the blindfold off, and then exited.
She felt the warmth of the bed and as she turned over which was a bad idea, for she fell in the floor; her hands still shackled. She looked around and admired the room. The room was dark, but what she could see was lit by a large chandelier on it's deem function. She saw that the windows were painted over and two large sashes covered them as well. The bed was covered in a velvet red comforter and the sofas and chair were also in red velvet. She heard voices at the door, "I brought you a present. It's a real beauty." "Oh really, thank you father." The voice that belonged to the son soared through the room as its master walked in.
Her eyes went on him as soon as his full figure came into view. He touched a button on the wall that let the chandelier's light go up two notches. She could clearly see around and it was better to see him. He had wavy, knee-length back hair and deep ruby eyes that seem to trace the lines of her body and face. She's a school girl, he thought as he noticed her attire. She still had her black and red uniform on that had the white trim around it. The way she was sitting was in a shy, but provocative way and it turned him on.
She stared at him with many burning questions, but she didn't know if she could ask them. His mouth which was half opened reveal two large fangs, which were tainted a yellowish-brown. He looked at her like a side-dish and he was ready to dig in. He stepped inside the room and gently pushed the door close. The lock made a clicking noise as he turned it which made Allison jump. He walked toward her, "You are a real beauty. My father has excellent taste." This made Allison struggle to get loose from her shackles as tears formed in her eyes. She was worried about what this maniac would do once he had her within his grip.
As he got closer, she closed her eyes and felt his hands clasp around her wrist. He gripped the shackles and they fell into a pile of broken metal on the floor. Now that he had her free, she thought he was going to force himself onto her, but instead he pulled her close to him and breathed in her scent. She smells of sweet lilies and ginger, he thought. He suddenly stuck his tongue to her skin which made her flinch and pull away. He grabbed her and pulled her closer letting his claws sink into her wrist. She flinched and then stared him cold dead into his eyes, letting him know that she wasn't afraid.
He loved looking into her periwinkle-purple eyes and as he went to kiss he she pushed away and tried to run to the door, but he grabbed her foot, making her fall on the floor. He then crawled over top of her and laid his body right on top of hers. "You can't leave now, can you?" he whispered. Her eyes got widen until she felt his member erect a slight amount against her knee. She watched as he let up a little and as he went to go back down on her she kneed him in the cod.
He rolled over and began holding his member, which was hurting with excruciating pain, leaving enough room for her to run. She pulled herself off of the ground, unlocked the door, and ran out right into another man. She looked up and noticed that he was different. He had two medium size red stripes on his each side of his face and two on each wrist. His eyes were bright golden and his white hair reached his ankles. She went behind him and hid.
He looked at her and a small grin breached his face as the black haired fellow came out into the hall. "Where is she, Sesshomaru? I know you must have seen her." "Naraku, can't you keep up with the women father gives you?" "Where is she? I don't have time to be pussy footing around with you!" It was then that Naraku saw a large strand of orange hair beam out from Sesshomaru's white. Naraku reached round Sesshomaru and grabbed Allison's hand pulling her out from behind him. Sesshomaru then grabbed his arm, "You should be gentler with them and maybe they wouldn't run to me." Naraku shot Sesshomaru a dirty look and then allowed him to take Allison back into the room. He stared at her and felt like he had a duty to protect her, but then again father gave her to Naraku, he thought as he kept walking down the hall.
Allison struggled with Naraku more and more, not once letting him get close to her. Naraku played long enough with her games. He stopped and watched as she rested herself next to the window. He memorized her body as he allowed her to rest, but just as she thought it was over he leapt across the floor and clasped his arms over her own so she couldn't move. He smelt her again and then crushed her lips with his own. Her face wrinkled and then she felt sick as if someone had just poisoned her. He just stole my first kiss that jerk. As his tongue was pulled from her mouth, she bit his lower lip making it bleed and provoking him to hit her across the face.
She hit the ground harshly. She recovered herself and ran for the door which was now being blocked by Naraku. He grabbed her throat, picked her up, and slung her on the bed. She grabbed her throat trying to gather her breath as he walked over to her. He placed his knee on the bed and grabbed her face. She turned her face away from his hand; he in turn grabbed it harshly making his sharp fingernails push into her skin. She flinched as tears crawled out of the corners of her eyes. He smiled and began licking her right shoulder up to her neck. She had never felt so cheap.
She struggled all night as he tried to have his way with her; he got tired and laid down for a short nap. Allison was still wide awake, so she decided to look around the castle. As she stepped out of the room, she saw a very tall and noble man that looked just like Sesshomaru. He looked her way and signaled for her to come to him. She walked toward him keeping her eyes in sync with his. When she finally stopped by his side, he placed an arm around her waist and guided her down the stairs. She felt a comforting feeling with every touch. It was the same feeling she had received from Sesshomaru earlier.
They talked a lot actually, so much that he knew almost everything about her life. When the large brass grandfather clock near the door struck twelve, a very young boy about the age of six came running downstairs and into the older man's arms. "Daddy!" Allison's face went askew as he hugged his youngest son. It was then that this little boy took notice of Allison and nudged his father to let him go. He walked over to her and grabbed her hand kissing it like a prince. Allison blushed and then patted him on the head. Inutaisho, the great lord standing before the other two, liked that his son had taken to her so quickly, "Allison, will you accompany me and my son to feed tonight?" She stumbled over her words, but replied, "Yes, I'd like that." The little boy known as Inuyasha grabbed her hand and his father's and out the large black door they went.
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