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As the amber colored sun descends further down to lay rest, a surge of wind blows as a group of three horse-ridden bandits chase down their female preys. The women were from a destroyed village that left them homeless and powerless. As they screamed for their lives, with each breath filled with agony and fear, the bandits cackle on as they approach closer to them. Finally, one of the bandits manage to grab one of the women by the neck of her ragged kosode. While the other woman continues to give haste, the third bandit begins to shoot arrows directly towards her. One of the arrows pierces through her left leg, leaving her to collapse over her new wound.

"These bitches are becoming more of a handful each time." shrugged the Chief of the Bandits. As he raises off of his saddle, he approaches towards the injured woman. With each footstep from his heavy boots, the woman froze at the ominous nature that surrounds this man. His face was darken by the sun's beaming light and his scarred cheeks were whittled by years of pillaging conquests. With a black mustache, one can barely noticed the sick smile underneath, riddled with yellow decay. Once he approached the woman, he unsheathes his sword and places it directly over her neck.

"See…I don't give a shit what happened to you. You can cry me a river on how I burnt down your village or how dead your mother is right now." Said the Chief as he brings the blade closer towards the woman's skin. "But I know you and I give a shit about your sister over there." As he states his last words, he grabs her by the hair and directly faces her towards her now shriveling trapped sister. Her eyes could not look away from the scrunched up face that her sister gave as the bandit continues to dangle her.

As the sword makes contact towards the woman's neck, a trickle of blood escapes from her skin. "So here's the deal. You and your sister do whatever I want you to do. Use both of your mouths right for me and my friends here…or you both die." He then points his sword directly at her sister. "Her first, slowly and painfully, right in front of your eyes." callously states the Chief as he clutches the woman's hair harder by the roots. "Dead sister or survival? Pretty sure the second option is more of a steal." Just then he yanks the woman's hair as he whispers into her ear with his sake stench breath "So…is it a deal?"

The woman turns to see her trapped sister. Her sister, though her tears still soaked her pale cheeks, fiercely scrunches her brow and slightly nods. The woman then faces the Chief and spat at his face. "ROT IN HELL!"

"You stupid bitch!" screamed the Chief. As he was about to slice her life away, his arm suddenly felt light.

"What the-" his shoulder begins to bleed as his arm becomes separated from his body. As he turns to see what caused this sudden amputation, a sword pierces through his face and ends his life. Stood before the woman and the corpse of the Chief was a man with a long black ponytail with amber colored eyes. His eyes sternly peeps out of his escaped bangs and stared at the woman. "Run."

As the blood covered woman stays at her position in shock, one of the bandits reaches for his bow and begins to shoot arrows at the man. With two pierced arrows landed both their marks onto his left arm and left shoulder, the man resists the urge to scream and runs towards the bandit. While the bandit tries to grab another arrow, it was too late. The man jumps in front of him and impales the bandit's chest with his sword.

The third bandit angrily drops the sister. As he unsheathes his sword to avenge his fallen brethren, he screams as he runs towards the man. With the unstealthy scream approaching towards him, the man turns towards his enraged opponent and parries his sword against his. While the two men exchanged their blades, the sisters gather themselves up and grab the abandoned horses. They look upon their champion, conflicted if they should leave him behind or attempt to save him. "LEAVE!" he shouts as he battles on. The women nodded and saddled themselves up for their escape.

The fight continues on as the men draw closer and closer to each other with each countermove. Finally, the man sees this as an opportunity to punch his opponent in the face. Despite the sheering pain within his left arm, he still lands his mark squared on the bandit's nose. Distracted by the punch, the bandit takes a step backwards before being impaled in the heart by the man's sword.

Breathing heavily, the man sheaths his sword back onto its place. He sneers at the sight of the dead men that now surrounds him. "Disgusting…" the man muttered to himself as he tries to distance himself away from them. However, as he begins to pace himself away from the vile corpses, the man slumps over and lies on the grass, gazing towards the sky as it takes on a darker shade. "…this is pathetic. Only three worthless bandits yet this body STILL fails to meet its greatness." thought the man as he places his grip onto one of the arrows. As he tries to pull one of the arrows out of its place, he screams loudly as all the birds within his radius scatter away unto different directions. He winces while deepening his insecurity further more.

"Why…why am I afraid of this pain?" growled the man as he grits his teeth. "Pain was a minor nuance before. So why does it surged through my entire body now?" He then breathes and exhales deeply as he begrudgingly begins to place his hand once again onto the last arrow. As much he wants to fight through it, some small tears begin to escape his eyes as he pulls once more. He roars through the night sky as his screams begin to echo. As he closes his eyes, he hears footsteps running towards his direction. He tries to gather his strength to move his torso upwards but the fatigue and wounds of battle has gotten him. "Defendless…weak…this is the ironic end of my conquest." whispered the man to himself.

As the running footsteps becomes louder against the grass, he opens eyes and tries to view the person approaching him. Stunned by the sight, his eyes begins to widen as he continues to whisper to himself. "That…can't be." said the man as the person begins to come closer and closer. "Rin…" he closes his eyes once again.

The woman finally stopped running and kneels before his resting body. She places her arm around his head and inspect his face. "This…no…it can't." She then brush off the flyaways of his black hair to reveal more of his face. The pale skin, the symmetrical bone structure, the pointed nose, the petite mouth, and the deep brow above his eyes. Her heart starts to skip a beat as she is stunned by this discovery. She lifts his right wrist to check his pulse. His heartbeat is slightly weaker than usual due to the minor blood loss and body fatigue but she was relieved to see him alive. "Sesshomaru-sama…"

A/N Hey! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! So I do not know about you but sometimes I like to make mini-soundtracks within my head whenever I read a fanfiction. So the bottom of each of these chapters, I will leave a playlist of what I felt the music would be like for certain scenes. Please feel free to drop a comment about anything and I'll do a quick shout out!

Soundtrack for this chapter:

From "As the amber... to...his arm suddenly felt light" Game of Thrones - Golden Crown.

From "What the...to...in the heart by the man's sword" Legend of Korra - Chi Blockers

From "Breathing heavily...to...Sesshomaru-sama" Inuyasha - Sokushin Butsu Hakushin Shounin