A/n disclaimer: I do NOT own Inuyasha and friends. I DO, however, own
Laquisha and family.
To most people's major dislike Inuyasha will be paired with my own
character. Sorry to those who think that I spend a little too much time
with my own; it's just that I think I did a really good job on her. Don't
kill me, please. It's my first fic. Oh, well. Who cares, right? Ok, enough
blab. to the fic.
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The world was raged in war. For over a century men and demons fought for a jewel; the Jewel of the Four Souls. Many people died for possession of it. If a king claimed it as his, another killed him and claimed it for himself. Finally, there was one, Kikio, who was entrusted with the jewel; to keep and protect.
Then, not long ago, a wolf - demon tried to steal the jewel and would have succeeded if it weren't for a curse. This curse was called "The Protector". It bound its victim, not allowing her to move until she swore to protect a certain person until death or until freed. This wolf - demon was forced to protect Kikio with her life. Her name was.Kagaia ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
I sighed and began staring into the full moon again. This would be the last time I gazed at the moon from my favorite oak tree.
'I shouldn't have tried to runaway last time.' I thought to myself, 'Now Dad sold me to this dog-demon pack and I don't have a clue what's gonna be like. I don't even know if he sold me as a slave or what.'
*sigh* If only mother married another wolf demon. Then I could walk through the streets without the title "half-breed" or "hanyou". With the demons it's even worse.
"They think they're better just because they're full demon." I muttered and punched the tree.
I looked at the splinters and my eyes continued down the tree. The poor thing was so scarred from all the times punched it and fell off of it.
I just hoped my half-brother didn't find me before I left the next morning. He'd want to use me as a punching bag one last time. If it weren't for all those laws that said demons couldn't use their abilities inside city limits, by punishment of death, I wouldn't have all these bruises. And even if didn't use my powers, if I injured my brother, I'd be severely punished. He was like a god in this village. We were a trading village; so many times there was need of law enforcement. My brother was the chief of law enforcement, and the governor's best friend. My brother had a nasty opinion about demons, especially half-breeds such as myself. They were usually the ones that caused the trouble; being that our main trade was with demons.
I always prayed that he had a tough day. When he did he was too tired to beat me up. When he didn't, he thought he didn't get enough action and "needed to keep fit". So I got the pleasure of being his personal punching bag. Lost in thought and mystified by the moon, I fell asleep in the tree.
I awoke the next morning just as I fell of the branch. I hit the ground with a thud.
"Shit." I muttered, rubbing my head, "Nice wakeup call." I stood up, slightly dizzy from the fall.
"You fell off the tree again?" Came an amused voice.
I turned around just in time to see the large fist of my brother come at my face. I didn't have enough time to dodge it. I was on the ground, my lip bleeding.
"Cheep shot." I said standing up, getting into a stance were I could dodge easily.
He threw another shot, but was stopped by a clawed hand. The hand belonged to a white haired man. He looked like he was he would be in his twenties if he wasn't a demon. "This is none of your business, go your own way stranger." My brother said.
"I beg to differ. This is my slave, I just purchased her from whom I believe is your father." The demon replied.
"Saved by the bell, wench." My brother said. I growled at him for calling me that.
My father came puffing up the trail.
"YOU SOLD ME AS A SLAVE?!" I yelled at my father with so much fury it even made the demon take a step back.
"I-I'm sorry. But I did worn you if you tried to runaway again I'd sell you as a slave. Just be glad I didn't sell you to a pack that hated wolf - demons. Dog demons have good relations with them." My dad replied.
"Feh, you talk as if you know all about us." I scoffed.
"Well, I did marry your mother, didn't I?" he replied. I glared at him.
"Wait, you sold me a hanyou for a slave?" The demon asked. I slightly flinched at the mention of that title.
"Yes, is that a problem? Because if it is, I already explained about no refunds." Dad replied.
The demon shut his eyes for a moment.
"It is not something I prefer to practice, but it seems I have no choice. Do you have a name girl?" the demon asked.
Annoyed with his choice of words, but I answered anyway. I wasn't stupid enough to mouth off to my "master".
"Yes, Laquisha Cobrallas." I replied (with a bit of attitude).
"Very well, we should get going. We have a few hours walk to get to camp. Then tomorrow we have a full days walk to get to our village." The demon said.
"Right, just let me get my bag." I replied. He nodded.
I took off running to the house. I could no longer call it mine. I was a slave and there was nothing I could do about it. I could feel his intent gold eyes on me as I sped down the path.
I growled to myself as I took my long, dark - brown hair out of a braid. I brushed it quickly and put it back into a braid. I grabbed my small bag and was about to run out the door, but paused. At the door was a painting of my beloved dead mother, Kagaia. My brother had stolen it from me when I was a child. It was the only painting of her. I grabbed it quickly and stuffed it into my bag. Then I ran out.
My "master" was waiting for me at the edge of the path. My father and brother were waiting to say "goodbye".
"Goodbye, wench. We'll miss you." Brother told me.
"Oh, go suck yourself. All you're gonna miss is having your own punching bag." I whispered to him.
My "master" slightly tilted his head in my direction. He must've heard me.
"Ooo, if you weren't a slave I'd." he started.
"Well, I am. So go fuck a tree or something to pass the time. Because I know you're not getting it anywhere else." I finished.
He threw a punch, but I grabbed his hand and flipped him over. He lay on the ground stunned and breathing heavily.
"That's just a little taste of what I can do if I ever come back." I said walking off before he could say or do anything about it.
"If you ever come back, I'll have a present for you. How 'bout scorpion poison?!" He exclaimed.
I paused for a moment; then continued walking as though I didn't hear him. I was highly allergic to scorpion poison. My mother once said something about a curse once, but that was to long ago for me to remember. Scorpion poison alone wasn't enough to kill me, but it was enough to put me out of action for a while. On the other hand, scorpion poison in its purest form was probably enough to kill me if I didn't get help fast enough. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~ 'Why did the name Laquisha sound so familiar?' Sasshomoru asked himself.
It hadn't been a good idea for him to purchase the girl in the first place. All his instincts were against it, but he didn't listen. Why? He didn't even need another slave. Her father had sold her so cheap and his mate was always complaining about how many slaves were running away lately since the last security chief had died.
'That's it! I'll have her replace the security chief. She's hanyou and young, she won't die off that easily. She'll need a bit of training, though. I don't have the time or patience to do it. Maybe my half - brother can be forced into it.' ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
We were walking in silence. I would have liked to ask him his name, but he might have thought it rude or something, so I kept my mouth shut.
"So, Laquisha is it? What is your mother's name?" he asked me.
I raised an eyebrow before answering.
"My mother's name was Kagaia. Er, you know my name and you now know my mother's, but I have yet to learn yours." I replied.
It was his turn to raise an eyebrow.
"Yes, suppose I have been rude. My name is Sesshoumaru. I'm the head of my pack."
"Wow, I mean. it's just that, it's not very often that the leader of a pack comes to claim his slaves."
"I wanted to take a look at you for myself."
"Ok..."
"I've been thinking about what job I'm going to give you."
"Yes?"
"I'm going to make you chief of security. You oversee the other slaves and catch those who run away. I assume that you're faster than the humans. Before you start your duties, you will be trained by my half brother. He may be a bit unhappy about training you, but pay him no mind."
"You may think me rude for asking, but why isn't he the head of security?"
"Because he didn't want the job and he has every right to refuse. He will, however, be forced to train you. He's the only one for the job."
"Right..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
Now I know where I've heard her name before. She's the descendant of Kagaia. She sent me word after she had the pup. Told me the pup was a beautiful, strong female. She also said her name was Laquisha and looked very much like her mother. I would have never guessed Laquisha would resemble her mother so much. The same long, dark brown hair, the same dark complexion, the same dark, reddish - brown eyes, and the same fiery temper. The only thing missing was the wolf -ears
"You don't look like a demon." I told her.
She looked at me, surprised.
"Oh, well, according to my father, I used to. He said there was something like a spell that my mother placed on me. It took away my demon features. I need to find my mother's crypt before I get them back. So far I haven't been able to find it. I really haven't had enough time to find it, though."
"Well, if you want, I can tell you were to find it."
"You know were it is?!"
"Yes, in fact we live not far from it."
"Then, why hasn't it been raided or discovered or something?"
"Because all that have gone looking for it. never returns."
"Creepy."
I could sense a bit of sarcasm in her voice.
"So, you think you can find it?"
"Well, I am her daughter."
"You have a point."
"Yah, I guess."
"I will consider letting you go find it."
"How do you know I'll come back?"
"I don't, but I'm going to let you anyway. I will expect you back in a week after you leave. If you're not back by that time, I'm presuming you dead."
"Thank you very much." "Don't mention it." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
Wow, he was being semi nice to me. I've heard Sesshoumaru was an evil bastard. Maybe those rumors weren't true and yet. he seemed strange when we talked of my mother. Did he know my mother when she was younger? Is that why he was being nice? Who knows? I don't think I ever will. And the fact I'll get to look for my mother's crypt is, for lack of a better word, astounding. Or is he waiting for me to come back with my inheritance so he can take it? This is just too weird. Or is it my dead mother's influence? I'm so confused. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
I could smell her confusion. I guess I had been nicer than she expected. Hell, I had been nicer than I had expected. But how could I not be? The child of the woman I once loved.how could I not treat her fairly? Kagaia and I would have made great mates, if it weren't for that damned curse. That curse broke her spirit. she was no longer free. She was forced to protect that human bitch Kikio. But no matter where Kikio dragged her, she always found time to tell me what was going on in her life, even when she got married to that human warrior and had a child. No doubt she had passed the curse on to Laquisha.. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
A/n. I know the chapter was really long and boring, but bear with me, I had to get the basic knowledge of what's going on to you guys (and gals, of course.). Please tell me if it was too boring. Flame or praise, (preferably praise) just review.
The world was raged in war. For over a century men and demons fought for a jewel; the Jewel of the Four Souls. Many people died for possession of it. If a king claimed it as his, another killed him and claimed it for himself. Finally, there was one, Kikio, who was entrusted with the jewel; to keep and protect.
Then, not long ago, a wolf - demon tried to steal the jewel and would have succeeded if it weren't for a curse. This curse was called "The Protector". It bound its victim, not allowing her to move until she swore to protect a certain person until death or until freed. This wolf - demon was forced to protect Kikio with her life. Her name was.Kagaia ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
I sighed and began staring into the full moon again. This would be the last time I gazed at the moon from my favorite oak tree.
'I shouldn't have tried to runaway last time.' I thought to myself, 'Now Dad sold me to this dog-demon pack and I don't have a clue what's gonna be like. I don't even know if he sold me as a slave or what.'
*sigh* If only mother married another wolf demon. Then I could walk through the streets without the title "half-breed" or "hanyou". With the demons it's even worse.
"They think they're better just because they're full demon." I muttered and punched the tree.
I looked at the splinters and my eyes continued down the tree. The poor thing was so scarred from all the times punched it and fell off of it.
I just hoped my half-brother didn't find me before I left the next morning. He'd want to use me as a punching bag one last time. If it weren't for all those laws that said demons couldn't use their abilities inside city limits, by punishment of death, I wouldn't have all these bruises. And even if didn't use my powers, if I injured my brother, I'd be severely punished. He was like a god in this village. We were a trading village; so many times there was need of law enforcement. My brother was the chief of law enforcement, and the governor's best friend. My brother had a nasty opinion about demons, especially half-breeds such as myself. They were usually the ones that caused the trouble; being that our main trade was with demons.
I always prayed that he had a tough day. When he did he was too tired to beat me up. When he didn't, he thought he didn't get enough action and "needed to keep fit". So I got the pleasure of being his personal punching bag. Lost in thought and mystified by the moon, I fell asleep in the tree.
I awoke the next morning just as I fell of the branch. I hit the ground with a thud.
"Shit." I muttered, rubbing my head, "Nice wakeup call." I stood up, slightly dizzy from the fall.
"You fell off the tree again?" Came an amused voice.
I turned around just in time to see the large fist of my brother come at my face. I didn't have enough time to dodge it. I was on the ground, my lip bleeding.
"Cheep shot." I said standing up, getting into a stance were I could dodge easily.
He threw another shot, but was stopped by a clawed hand. The hand belonged to a white haired man. He looked like he was he would be in his twenties if he wasn't a demon. "This is none of your business, go your own way stranger." My brother said.
"I beg to differ. This is my slave, I just purchased her from whom I believe is your father." The demon replied.
"Saved by the bell, wench." My brother said. I growled at him for calling me that.
My father came puffing up the trail.
"YOU SOLD ME AS A SLAVE?!" I yelled at my father with so much fury it even made the demon take a step back.
"I-I'm sorry. But I did worn you if you tried to runaway again I'd sell you as a slave. Just be glad I didn't sell you to a pack that hated wolf - demons. Dog demons have good relations with them." My dad replied.
"Feh, you talk as if you know all about us." I scoffed.
"Well, I did marry your mother, didn't I?" he replied. I glared at him.
"Wait, you sold me a hanyou for a slave?" The demon asked. I slightly flinched at the mention of that title.
"Yes, is that a problem? Because if it is, I already explained about no refunds." Dad replied.
The demon shut his eyes for a moment.
"It is not something I prefer to practice, but it seems I have no choice. Do you have a name girl?" the demon asked.
Annoyed with his choice of words, but I answered anyway. I wasn't stupid enough to mouth off to my "master".
"Yes, Laquisha Cobrallas." I replied (with a bit of attitude).
"Very well, we should get going. We have a few hours walk to get to camp. Then tomorrow we have a full days walk to get to our village." The demon said.
"Right, just let me get my bag." I replied. He nodded.
I took off running to the house. I could no longer call it mine. I was a slave and there was nothing I could do about it. I could feel his intent gold eyes on me as I sped down the path.
I growled to myself as I took my long, dark - brown hair out of a braid. I brushed it quickly and put it back into a braid. I grabbed my small bag and was about to run out the door, but paused. At the door was a painting of my beloved dead mother, Kagaia. My brother had stolen it from me when I was a child. It was the only painting of her. I grabbed it quickly and stuffed it into my bag. Then I ran out.
My "master" was waiting for me at the edge of the path. My father and brother were waiting to say "goodbye".
"Goodbye, wench. We'll miss you." Brother told me.
"Oh, go suck yourself. All you're gonna miss is having your own punching bag." I whispered to him.
My "master" slightly tilted his head in my direction. He must've heard me.
"Ooo, if you weren't a slave I'd." he started.
"Well, I am. So go fuck a tree or something to pass the time. Because I know you're not getting it anywhere else." I finished.
He threw a punch, but I grabbed his hand and flipped him over. He lay on the ground stunned and breathing heavily.
"That's just a little taste of what I can do if I ever come back." I said walking off before he could say or do anything about it.
"If you ever come back, I'll have a present for you. How 'bout scorpion poison?!" He exclaimed.
I paused for a moment; then continued walking as though I didn't hear him. I was highly allergic to scorpion poison. My mother once said something about a curse once, but that was to long ago for me to remember. Scorpion poison alone wasn't enough to kill me, but it was enough to put me out of action for a while. On the other hand, scorpion poison in its purest form was probably enough to kill me if I didn't get help fast enough. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~ 'Why did the name Laquisha sound so familiar?' Sasshomoru asked himself.
It hadn't been a good idea for him to purchase the girl in the first place. All his instincts were against it, but he didn't listen. Why? He didn't even need another slave. Her father had sold her so cheap and his mate was always complaining about how many slaves were running away lately since the last security chief had died.
'That's it! I'll have her replace the security chief. She's hanyou and young, she won't die off that easily. She'll need a bit of training, though. I don't have the time or patience to do it. Maybe my half - brother can be forced into it.' ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
We were walking in silence. I would have liked to ask him his name, but he might have thought it rude or something, so I kept my mouth shut.
"So, Laquisha is it? What is your mother's name?" he asked me.
I raised an eyebrow before answering.
"My mother's name was Kagaia. Er, you know my name and you now know my mother's, but I have yet to learn yours." I replied.
It was his turn to raise an eyebrow.
"Yes, suppose I have been rude. My name is Sesshoumaru. I'm the head of my pack."
"Wow, I mean. it's just that, it's not very often that the leader of a pack comes to claim his slaves."
"I wanted to take a look at you for myself."
"Ok..."
"I've been thinking about what job I'm going to give you."
"Yes?"
"I'm going to make you chief of security. You oversee the other slaves and catch those who run away. I assume that you're faster than the humans. Before you start your duties, you will be trained by my half brother. He may be a bit unhappy about training you, but pay him no mind."
"You may think me rude for asking, but why isn't he the head of security?"
"Because he didn't want the job and he has every right to refuse. He will, however, be forced to train you. He's the only one for the job."
"Right..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
Now I know where I've heard her name before. She's the descendant of Kagaia. She sent me word after she had the pup. Told me the pup was a beautiful, strong female. She also said her name was Laquisha and looked very much like her mother. I would have never guessed Laquisha would resemble her mother so much. The same long, dark brown hair, the same dark complexion, the same dark, reddish - brown eyes, and the same fiery temper. The only thing missing was the wolf -ears
"You don't look like a demon." I told her.
She looked at me, surprised.
"Oh, well, according to my father, I used to. He said there was something like a spell that my mother placed on me. It took away my demon features. I need to find my mother's crypt before I get them back. So far I haven't been able to find it. I really haven't had enough time to find it, though."
"Well, if you want, I can tell you were to find it."
"You know were it is?!"
"Yes, in fact we live not far from it."
"Then, why hasn't it been raided or discovered or something?"
"Because all that have gone looking for it. never returns."
"Creepy."
I could sense a bit of sarcasm in her voice.
"So, you think you can find it?"
"Well, I am her daughter."
"You have a point."
"Yah, I guess."
"I will consider letting you go find it."
"How do you know I'll come back?"
"I don't, but I'm going to let you anyway. I will expect you back in a week after you leave. If you're not back by that time, I'm presuming you dead."
"Thank you very much." "Don't mention it." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
Wow, he was being semi nice to me. I've heard Sesshoumaru was an evil bastard. Maybe those rumors weren't true and yet. he seemed strange when we talked of my mother. Did he know my mother when she was younger? Is that why he was being nice? Who knows? I don't think I ever will. And the fact I'll get to look for my mother's crypt is, for lack of a better word, astounding. Or is he waiting for me to come back with my inheritance so he can take it? This is just too weird. Or is it my dead mother's influence? I'm so confused. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
I could smell her confusion. I guess I had been nicer than she expected. Hell, I had been nicer than I had expected. But how could I not be? The child of the woman I once loved.how could I not treat her fairly? Kagaia and I would have made great mates, if it weren't for that damned curse. That curse broke her spirit. she was no longer free. She was forced to protect that human bitch Kikio. But no matter where Kikio dragged her, she always found time to tell me what was going on in her life, even when she got married to that human warrior and had a child. No doubt she had passed the curse on to Laquisha.. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
A/n. I know the chapter was really long and boring, but bear with me, I had to get the basic knowledge of what's going on to you guys (and gals, of course.). Please tell me if it was too boring. Flame or praise, (preferably praise) just review.