Just so you know I don't own any Inuyasha people so don't sue, however
Sydney and Demoise are of my own invention. Also this story takes place
before Kikyou or Kagome. At the flashback scenes things get gruesome. There
is a rape scene so be warned.
Forgiveness? Chapter 1 Sydney woke up to some loud noise. She twitched an ear at the disruption from her sleep. Sydney was a Wolf, Dog demon mix. She had hip length dark brown hair with two streaks of platinum highlight framing her face. She opened her eyes to further investigate the one responsible for all the noise. Her eyes were interesting platinum with amber flecks.
She looked up through long, dark eyelashes, praying for patience. She had recognized the voice making all the noise. It was her traveling companion, Demoise. Demoise was a young wolf demon, with reddish-brown hair. He was also an orphan.
Sydney painfully remembered the day she found Demoise. His family had been killed before his eyes by Demons. though his family was poor, and the Youkia had nothing to gain from it.
Sydney shook her head briefly, willing the images away. She had tried so hard to forget those memories, of when she first found Demoise. He was barely four at the time, and could not understand why his family would not wake up. He had seen them killed but could not grasp that they would never come back...
Flashback 1
Sydney had been attracted to the place because of the scent of fresh blood, and fear mingling in the air. She had hurried to the place redoubling her speed when she heard a child cry "mama, papa, please wake up... ill be good I promise..." His cries had almost broken her heart then and there. She mentally adopted him then.
She hesitated only a moment outside the hut. Demoise was crying so hard he didn't even notice her enter, and come to stand behind him. Sydney gently reached out a hand and carefully placed it on the boy's head. He stiffened momentarily, but then relaxed as she calmly picked him up and hugged him. She knew what he was feeling. She had suffered through the same torment though at a younger and tenderer age. And it was much worse.
Flashback 2 She remembered vividly the night her family had been killed. The night that cursed man took for a short time her spirit away. But her spirit wasn't the only thing he took.
They had come in droves, Youkia from all around. Her father had warned her to stay inside, away from the danger, but she would not listen. 'No,' she rashly thought 'she was to big of girl to let them do all the work.' She stumbled outside in time to see her father head fall to the ground. She was capture, and forced to watch as her mother was raped. Her mother died shortly after. The leader of the Youkia now turned his satanic grin on her.
'NO!' she thought. 'No please I don't want to be next!' her silent plea was not heard. The boss ripped her cloths of, and plunged into her to the hilt. She screamed in agony, trying to curl up into a ball, wishing to die, but he held her flat against him. 'Now my sluttly little whore,' he breathed down her neck 'tell me what should I do next? Hm?' at that moment all her fear left her. She only felt rage. Rage against him, against all men.
A sudden burst of energy blew him off of, and out of her. Her body was stiff, floating a few inches of the ground. Her hair billowed around her, lifted by her sheer power. Her eyes so innocent before glowed with an amber light. Barely visible, her pupils were demonic slits. That night she killed every one of her attackers, avenging her family's death and releasing her anger in one fell swoop.
End flashback 1 and 2
Sydney hurriedly wiped the tears from her eyes, she could sense Demoise approaching. She did not want him to see her cry. He would worry, and she did not want that. He, this mere child, had taught her so much. To forgive, and forget. That all men were not the same.
She hitched a grin on her face as Demoise strolled into camp, a bouquet of flowers clutched in his small fist, and a song in his heart. "Momma!" he cried joyfully "Your awake!" "Yes little one I am." She replied "and what have I told you about wandering off without telling me where you're going?"
Demoise threw out his bottom lip and stared intently at his toes, casting her a pleading puppy-dog look that he had used so many times. 'Oh boy did I screw up or what.'
"Sorry momma" he mumbled. His face brightened somewhat as he held up the bouquet. "But I picked some flowers for you. Do you like them?"
"I love them." She said as she accepted the flowers. No matter what she couldn't stay mad at him long. Demoise gleamed with joy. "Now would you gather some firewood so I can start breakfast?" Sydney asked. "Okay!" Demoise called over his shoulder as he sprinted off. Sydney inwardly laughed. Nothing could keep little Demoise from exploring the forest.
In another part of the forest where they camped, deep amber eyes snapped open, starring directly into Demoise's eyes. The cub froze dropping the firewood he carried. "MOMMA!" he shrieked as a clawed hand darted out to grab him.
Forgiveness? Chapter 1 Sydney woke up to some loud noise. She twitched an ear at the disruption from her sleep. Sydney was a Wolf, Dog demon mix. She had hip length dark brown hair with two streaks of platinum highlight framing her face. She opened her eyes to further investigate the one responsible for all the noise. Her eyes were interesting platinum with amber flecks.
She looked up through long, dark eyelashes, praying for patience. She had recognized the voice making all the noise. It was her traveling companion, Demoise. Demoise was a young wolf demon, with reddish-brown hair. He was also an orphan.
Sydney painfully remembered the day she found Demoise. His family had been killed before his eyes by Demons. though his family was poor, and the Youkia had nothing to gain from it.
Sydney shook her head briefly, willing the images away. She had tried so hard to forget those memories, of when she first found Demoise. He was barely four at the time, and could not understand why his family would not wake up. He had seen them killed but could not grasp that they would never come back...
Flashback 1
Sydney had been attracted to the place because of the scent of fresh blood, and fear mingling in the air. She had hurried to the place redoubling her speed when she heard a child cry "mama, papa, please wake up... ill be good I promise..." His cries had almost broken her heart then and there. She mentally adopted him then.
She hesitated only a moment outside the hut. Demoise was crying so hard he didn't even notice her enter, and come to stand behind him. Sydney gently reached out a hand and carefully placed it on the boy's head. He stiffened momentarily, but then relaxed as she calmly picked him up and hugged him. She knew what he was feeling. She had suffered through the same torment though at a younger and tenderer age. And it was much worse.
Flashback 2 She remembered vividly the night her family had been killed. The night that cursed man took for a short time her spirit away. But her spirit wasn't the only thing he took.
They had come in droves, Youkia from all around. Her father had warned her to stay inside, away from the danger, but she would not listen. 'No,' she rashly thought 'she was to big of girl to let them do all the work.' She stumbled outside in time to see her father head fall to the ground. She was capture, and forced to watch as her mother was raped. Her mother died shortly after. The leader of the Youkia now turned his satanic grin on her.
'NO!' she thought. 'No please I don't want to be next!' her silent plea was not heard. The boss ripped her cloths of, and plunged into her to the hilt. She screamed in agony, trying to curl up into a ball, wishing to die, but he held her flat against him. 'Now my sluttly little whore,' he breathed down her neck 'tell me what should I do next? Hm?' at that moment all her fear left her. She only felt rage. Rage against him, against all men.
A sudden burst of energy blew him off of, and out of her. Her body was stiff, floating a few inches of the ground. Her hair billowed around her, lifted by her sheer power. Her eyes so innocent before glowed with an amber light. Barely visible, her pupils were demonic slits. That night she killed every one of her attackers, avenging her family's death and releasing her anger in one fell swoop.
End flashback 1 and 2
Sydney hurriedly wiped the tears from her eyes, she could sense Demoise approaching. She did not want him to see her cry. He would worry, and she did not want that. He, this mere child, had taught her so much. To forgive, and forget. That all men were not the same.
She hitched a grin on her face as Demoise strolled into camp, a bouquet of flowers clutched in his small fist, and a song in his heart. "Momma!" he cried joyfully "Your awake!" "Yes little one I am." She replied "and what have I told you about wandering off without telling me where you're going?"
Demoise threw out his bottom lip and stared intently at his toes, casting her a pleading puppy-dog look that he had used so many times. 'Oh boy did I screw up or what.'
"Sorry momma" he mumbled. His face brightened somewhat as he held up the bouquet. "But I picked some flowers for you. Do you like them?"
"I love them." She said as she accepted the flowers. No matter what she couldn't stay mad at him long. Demoise gleamed with joy. "Now would you gather some firewood so I can start breakfast?" Sydney asked. "Okay!" Demoise called over his shoulder as he sprinted off. Sydney inwardly laughed. Nothing could keep little Demoise from exploring the forest.
In another part of the forest where they camped, deep amber eyes snapped open, starring directly into Demoise's eyes. The cub froze dropping the firewood he carried. "MOMMA!" he shrieked as a clawed hand darted out to grab him.