Hello everyone! I am finally able to get back into writing...I used to roleplay Inuyasha all the time years ago, but I haven't gotten around to actually writing a fic until now... This one is simply about how Sesshoumaru actually came to be the demon he is today (even after The Final Act). I will warn you, that this might not be exactly what you had in mind for his childhood, but I figure it would give a lot of reasoning to his character and why he feels so cold-hearted at times. This is my starting prologue. Hope you enjoy the story! I plan for it to be a long one. :)

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The lacking amount of remorse that shown on his master's face was enough to break any child's spirit so rigorously that any means of escaping would instantly be abolished. The child was that of many talents, one who was born to such a great demon, and yet, was belittled in such a way that any attempts of worthiness would be proven unholy to his keeper. The child was perceived in such a dim light that even his continuous acts of confidence in performing any type of power was whisked away with no amount of care or interest.

This dimented time in the child's life was something that would haunt him forever, giving him the ungrateful feeling of severe trauma and heart so cold even its owner couldn't feel it beating. After being taken away from a monstrous situation, the child had been put into one even more so diminishing to the spirit, being deemed a servant, a slave to production, in the hands of a greedy overlord whose intention was to eventually suck the life and power out of the man this child could become.

It wasn't until his 16th year that the child finally broke free from his master's cold chambers. He was lucky, at best, to have rid himself of the terrible nightmares that would from now on sliver through his mind like mice trying to find their way to the end of the maze, only to be locked in with no way out. His sacrifice of a dear friend and co-servant was something that he would never let himself live down, but once his heart grew cold, he knew no sympathy, knew no sadness, or love.

Having been the first to escape in over a hundred years, this child, who went by the name of "Sesshoumaru," would be a walking, living legend of the stories that seeped through the cracks of local villages and forests. He was a God to many, an empowering spirit that would bring darkness to those who came in his way.

After overcoming the horrible years of a slave's life, Sesshoumaru sought to become as powerful and well known as his father. His father was nowhere to be found now, and the thought of him turning up dead shed no light in Sesshoumaru's cold heart. He couldn't care about his father's life, or the fact that he was even his father – but the mere thing he cared about was simply obtaining a greater strength and sense of wisdom that he once knew of his father.

If it wasn't obvious enough, Sesshoumaru wasn't a very tactful demon, neither was he the most careless or wreckless either. Wandering the world alone at such a young age was almost infathomable for the child who aspired to become a great Lord some day. He wished to carry out his father's reputation and become something that would be talked about and known through all of the villages, towns, and forests in the West. His father, the great Dog demon, was the most memorable ruler of all time.

Sesshoumaru's journey was just beginning. His ultimate goal for the next 100 years was to train himself, find himself, and figure out his powers and how to use them. He was on his own, and he had no one to tell him what to accomplish or how to go about doing so. However, the young demon was extremely determined to learn everything he could about himself. And he did exactly that. The next 100 years of his life, Sesshoumaru spent alone, to figure himself out, learn what he's capable of and who he can challenge to give him more power.

Although he wished for such noble abilities, he would not soon forget who he was and what his purpose in life was for. He had to begin his journey alone and it was that very fact that gave him the motive to pursue his overall destiny.