Chapter 1
As a child, Sesshomaru, first born of the great demon lord, would take extremely long walks to discover new things. He loved to examine the animals near his estate and wonder about them. One thing he did not enjoy studying was humans. Humans just seemed so proud of their weakness and their folly to him. He could never understand them.
His mother and his father were both dog demons, but that did not stop them from fighting. In fact, it seemed pretty soon that one was going to destroy the other.
As Sesshomaru grew older, his walks ceased and soon he stopped wondering about all of Nature's gifts. Instead, his mind was filled with battle techniques and strategies from a class his mother was forcing him to take. When he was about fifteen, all that was in his mind were battle, fighting, and killing. Finally, one day, Sesshomaru's father stopped him to talk.
"Sesshomaru, I am leaving on a trip. You may choose to accompany me, or stay here with your mother." Sesshomaru glanced at his father. "Are you not coming back?"
"No, I may not." His father replied.
"No. I will leave when I and I alone see fit." His father sighed. "Alright Sesshomaru, have it your way."
The next day, his father left with Sesshomaru watching from the shadows. The young demon had an idea of what was happening. He had overheard his mother and father arguing over signing a treaty with humans. His mother had not spoken to his father since then. Sesshomaru glanced around for his mother, but found that she had not come to watch the Great Dog Demon of the Western lands leave, for perhaps the last time.
A few weeks after Sesshomaru's father left, his mother disappeared as well. Sesshomaru didn't mind, except for the fact that it now made him demon lord of the Western lands. He was not sure if he was ready, or even wanted to rule such a vast amount of land. He accepted his new position, but never did he promote or even trust anyone on his Board of Official Meetings and Rules (BOMR), or anyone on the estate. His loneliness had been hardened years before and only by endless training did he learn how to control his emotions. His idea was that emotions were just a waste of his time, and they showed his enemies, everyone, how he actually felt. So, Sesshomaru clamed up and refused to open the shell to let anyone enter.
In his new office, Sesshomaru has the best view of the estate. He was just thinking that he did not want to be disturbed when someone knocked on his door.
"Enter." He called in an emotionless voice.
"Milord, we just heard news about your father. Would you like to know?" His head patrol man bowed.
"Yes."