Rating: PG-14
Disclaimer: This story line belongs to me and I take credit for it. If you
want to use or borrow it, then please ask. All the characters belong to
their rightful owners.
Note from the Author: Just so you don't get confused about the age thing
with Yashana; she's eight at the beginning and then eight years pass before
we meet her again.
Lost Child
Chapter 1
There was a gentle rain falling outside on this warm spring day. A young child plays on the steps as her parents watch her from inside. The child breathed deep, filling her lungs with the damp air. She narrowed her eyes and scanned the forest and hills that lay before her. Her father emerges from the house and picks her up.
"Something's coming," he said. "Something evil."
The child's mother stepped out onto the steps. "Is it a demon?" she asked.
"I can't tell," he said. "But our daughter smells it too. Take Yashana."
The small child was transferred to her mother, who held her young daughter close to her. Suddenly, the ground began to shake violently. Out of the trees emerged a beast almost as tall as the trees themselves. The young child's father shielded her and her mother from the beast's sight. The creature roared with such power, that the child began to cry.
"It's a demon," the father confirmed.
The demon was covered in light blue fur and its face was a piercing black color with its gold eyes glowing. One of the demon's hands raised up and shot towards them. The father scooped up his wife and child, and jumped out of the way into a near by tree. He set them on a high branch and watched the demon turn to face him.
"How dare you attack me and my family!" screamed the father, as he drew his sword and began to attack the creature. "You will pay!"
Swing after swing, the creature deflected the father's sword. Finally, he managed to sever the demon's arm from its body. The demon howled with pain as it stumbled backwards; crashing into the tree that held the wife and child. They swayed as the demon crashed into it again and again, until it finally managed to knock them out of the tree.
"No," the father yelled as he ran to his falling wife and child.
He caught them in mid-air as he jumped over the demon's arm. When they landed, they noticed that their small daughter was not in her mother's arms. Her mother began to call her name as her father searched the trees and surrounding bushes. But alas, there was no sign of their beloved daughter. The demon lay dead on the ground in a pool of its own ruby red blood.
"Hey, Ash," called a young child. "Yashana. Where are you?"
"I'm over here," Yashana said poking her head out of a tree. "What do you want, Hegana?"
Yashana was a young lady of sixteen. She wore a black tank top with red MC Hammer pants and wooden sandals. Her long black hair was accented with large white strips that she normally kept pulled back into a ponytail while she was working, her gold eyes glittered in the sun, and on top of her head sat a pair of dog ears. Around her neck sat a pendent that she never took off. The pendent was a sun with a moon combined.
"The village elder want's to see you," Hegana said as Yashana jumped out of the tree, "it's about your past."
There was much mystery behind Yashana's past. She had no memory of her parents or where she was from. The village elder's son had found her covered in ashes beside the nearby river only wearing a small red dress accented with black ties. He had taken her in and nursed her back to health. She quickly grew attached to him and soon thought of him as her father.
"Why does the elder want to see me about my past?" asked Yashana as she slipped on her sandals. "He knows that I have no memory of my past. I don't even know if my parents are alive or dead."
"He just told me to come and find you that's all," she said. Hegana was orphaned when her father died in the war three years ago. Her mother had died in childbirth and the village called her the lucky child because she had so many relatives in the village.
"Well let's get going," Yashana said, tying her hair back.
They quickly walked back to the village and into the elder's hut. The elder was sitting beside a young man with long light blue hair, a blue crescent moon on his forehead, and golden eyes. He was dressed in weird clothes that weren't accustomed to the region. Hegana had left when they arrived at the hut. Yashana walked slowly over to the elder and sat beside him.
"You wanted to see me, elder," Yashana said as she sat down.
"Yes, my dear Yashana," the elder said. "This young man has information about who you are."
Yashana looked at the stranger and was taken back by his golden eyes. "Sir, can you tell me if my parents are alive and if so where I can find them," she asked.
"My young Yashana, please do not rush our guest," said the elder. "Allow him to introduce himself and to tell us how he came about this information."
"Forgive me, elder," Yashana said. "I did not mean to rush anyone."
"You are forgiven," the elder said.
"You have your father's impatience," the stranger said. "My name is Sesshomaru. I know your father very well for he is my brother."
"You are my uncle," Yashana said. "Then you know where my parents are. Please tell me."
"Your father may be my brother, but I do not keep track of him," Sesshomaru said in a rough tone. "They are alive, but I am sorry to say they have forgotten you."
"What?" Yashana said. "They've forgotten me."
"You have been missing for eight years," Sesshomaru said narrowing his eyes. "You don't expect them to wait around for you to reappear, do you?"
"Forgotten by my own parents," Yashana said narrowing her eyes. "I don't believe you."
Yashana stood up and ran out of the hut. "Yashana!" cried the elder. "Please forgive her, Sesshomaru. She has no memories of who she is or who her parents are."
The elder began to stand. "Please do not get up," Sesshomaru said standing. "I will talk with her. We are related after all."
"Please be careful. Yashana is stronger than a normal human," elder said.
"I know how to deal with her," he said. "If she's anything like my brother than it shall be easy to get her to trust me."
"It's not true," yelled Yashana as she threw a rock into the water. "Why would they forget me? Why wouldn't they come looking for me?"
"They thought you were dead," Sesshomaru said.
Yashana glared at him. "You brought sadness to my world," she said. "How dare you! If you were any uncle to me you would take me to my parents."
"Your parents no longer love you, they wouldn't even recognize you if you just showed up in front of them," he said sitting on a near by bolder. "If you wish I will take you with me."
"Why would I do that?" Yashana asked crossing her arms over her bosom.
"That would be the same thing you would be doing now if you had never been separated from your parents," he said. "I am willing to let you join me on my journey."
"I need time to think about it, sir," she said closing her eyes. "May I give you my response tomorrow morning?"
Sesshomaru nodded. He slid off the bolder and walked into the darkening forest. Hegana appeared moments later. Her face was bright red and she was breathing hard. Yashana was glad to see her.
"Are you okay, Hegana?" asked Yashana. "You look like you ran all the way out here."
"I did," Hegana said. "I was starting to get worried about you when elder told me how you ran off. So I had to come find you."
"Did I worry anyone? Are mother and father mad at me?" Yashana asked.
"Their not mad they're just worried," she said. "I told them that I would find you and bring you home."
Yashana looked at the bolder where Sesshomaru had sat. There at the top was a dagger wrapped in black and red silk scarves. She jumped on top of the bolder and grabbed the dagger. It was so lovely. It was almost like he left it there for her.
"What is it?" Hegana asked as Yashana sat down.
"It's a dagger," Yashana said pulling it out of the casing and examining it. "It's looks unused."
"Why would there be a dagger sitting on top of a bolder?" asked Hegana. "Who would be so careless?"
"I don't know," she said. "But I do know who was the last person to sit atop of this bolder."
Yashana jumped to the ground. "Tell everyone that I'll be back soon. I just had to run and do something," she said running off into the now dark forest.
"Okay but be careful," Hegana said as she headed back to the village.
Lost Child
Chapter 1
There was a gentle rain falling outside on this warm spring day. A young child plays on the steps as her parents watch her from inside. The child breathed deep, filling her lungs with the damp air. She narrowed her eyes and scanned the forest and hills that lay before her. Her father emerges from the house and picks her up.
"Something's coming," he said. "Something evil."
The child's mother stepped out onto the steps. "Is it a demon?" she asked.
"I can't tell," he said. "But our daughter smells it too. Take Yashana."
The small child was transferred to her mother, who held her young daughter close to her. Suddenly, the ground began to shake violently. Out of the trees emerged a beast almost as tall as the trees themselves. The young child's father shielded her and her mother from the beast's sight. The creature roared with such power, that the child began to cry.
"It's a demon," the father confirmed.
The demon was covered in light blue fur and its face was a piercing black color with its gold eyes glowing. One of the demon's hands raised up and shot towards them. The father scooped up his wife and child, and jumped out of the way into a near by tree. He set them on a high branch and watched the demon turn to face him.
"How dare you attack me and my family!" screamed the father, as he drew his sword and began to attack the creature. "You will pay!"
Swing after swing, the creature deflected the father's sword. Finally, he managed to sever the demon's arm from its body. The demon howled with pain as it stumbled backwards; crashing into the tree that held the wife and child. They swayed as the demon crashed into it again and again, until it finally managed to knock them out of the tree.
"No," the father yelled as he ran to his falling wife and child.
He caught them in mid-air as he jumped over the demon's arm. When they landed, they noticed that their small daughter was not in her mother's arms. Her mother began to call her name as her father searched the trees and surrounding bushes. But alas, there was no sign of their beloved daughter. The demon lay dead on the ground in a pool of its own ruby red blood.
"Hey, Ash," called a young child. "Yashana. Where are you?"
"I'm over here," Yashana said poking her head out of a tree. "What do you want, Hegana?"
Yashana was a young lady of sixteen. She wore a black tank top with red MC Hammer pants and wooden sandals. Her long black hair was accented with large white strips that she normally kept pulled back into a ponytail while she was working, her gold eyes glittered in the sun, and on top of her head sat a pair of dog ears. Around her neck sat a pendent that she never took off. The pendent was a sun with a moon combined.
"The village elder want's to see you," Hegana said as Yashana jumped out of the tree, "it's about your past."
There was much mystery behind Yashana's past. She had no memory of her parents or where she was from. The village elder's son had found her covered in ashes beside the nearby river only wearing a small red dress accented with black ties. He had taken her in and nursed her back to health. She quickly grew attached to him and soon thought of him as her father.
"Why does the elder want to see me about my past?" asked Yashana as she slipped on her sandals. "He knows that I have no memory of my past. I don't even know if my parents are alive or dead."
"He just told me to come and find you that's all," she said. Hegana was orphaned when her father died in the war three years ago. Her mother had died in childbirth and the village called her the lucky child because she had so many relatives in the village.
"Well let's get going," Yashana said, tying her hair back.
They quickly walked back to the village and into the elder's hut. The elder was sitting beside a young man with long light blue hair, a blue crescent moon on his forehead, and golden eyes. He was dressed in weird clothes that weren't accustomed to the region. Hegana had left when they arrived at the hut. Yashana walked slowly over to the elder and sat beside him.
"You wanted to see me, elder," Yashana said as she sat down.
"Yes, my dear Yashana," the elder said. "This young man has information about who you are."
Yashana looked at the stranger and was taken back by his golden eyes. "Sir, can you tell me if my parents are alive and if so where I can find them," she asked.
"My young Yashana, please do not rush our guest," said the elder. "Allow him to introduce himself and to tell us how he came about this information."
"Forgive me, elder," Yashana said. "I did not mean to rush anyone."
"You are forgiven," the elder said.
"You have your father's impatience," the stranger said. "My name is Sesshomaru. I know your father very well for he is my brother."
"You are my uncle," Yashana said. "Then you know where my parents are. Please tell me."
"Your father may be my brother, but I do not keep track of him," Sesshomaru said in a rough tone. "They are alive, but I am sorry to say they have forgotten you."
"What?" Yashana said. "They've forgotten me."
"You have been missing for eight years," Sesshomaru said narrowing his eyes. "You don't expect them to wait around for you to reappear, do you?"
"Forgotten by my own parents," Yashana said narrowing her eyes. "I don't believe you."
Yashana stood up and ran out of the hut. "Yashana!" cried the elder. "Please forgive her, Sesshomaru. She has no memories of who she is or who her parents are."
The elder began to stand. "Please do not get up," Sesshomaru said standing. "I will talk with her. We are related after all."
"Please be careful. Yashana is stronger than a normal human," elder said.
"I know how to deal with her," he said. "If she's anything like my brother than it shall be easy to get her to trust me."
"It's not true," yelled Yashana as she threw a rock into the water. "Why would they forget me? Why wouldn't they come looking for me?"
"They thought you were dead," Sesshomaru said.
Yashana glared at him. "You brought sadness to my world," she said. "How dare you! If you were any uncle to me you would take me to my parents."
"Your parents no longer love you, they wouldn't even recognize you if you just showed up in front of them," he said sitting on a near by bolder. "If you wish I will take you with me."
"Why would I do that?" Yashana asked crossing her arms over her bosom.
"That would be the same thing you would be doing now if you had never been separated from your parents," he said. "I am willing to let you join me on my journey."
"I need time to think about it, sir," she said closing her eyes. "May I give you my response tomorrow morning?"
Sesshomaru nodded. He slid off the bolder and walked into the darkening forest. Hegana appeared moments later. Her face was bright red and she was breathing hard. Yashana was glad to see her.
"Are you okay, Hegana?" asked Yashana. "You look like you ran all the way out here."
"I did," Hegana said. "I was starting to get worried about you when elder told me how you ran off. So I had to come find you."
"Did I worry anyone? Are mother and father mad at me?" Yashana asked.
"Their not mad they're just worried," she said. "I told them that I would find you and bring you home."
Yashana looked at the bolder where Sesshomaru had sat. There at the top was a dagger wrapped in black and red silk scarves. She jumped on top of the bolder and grabbed the dagger. It was so lovely. It was almost like he left it there for her.
"What is it?" Hegana asked as Yashana sat down.
"It's a dagger," Yashana said pulling it out of the casing and examining it. "It's looks unused."
"Why would there be a dagger sitting on top of a bolder?" asked Hegana. "Who would be so careless?"
"I don't know," she said. "But I do know who was the last person to sit atop of this bolder."
Yashana jumped to the ground. "Tell everyone that I'll be back soon. I just had to run and do something," she said running off into the now dark forest.
"Okay but be careful," Hegana said as she headed back to the village.