***What if Kikiou was able to use the gem to make InuYasha human before Naraku tricked them? This Story runs wild with my own thoughts and imaginings. Don't hate me for what I write, but some will die as I believe they would have if things had happened differently.***
~*Prologue*~
He had been reading a land treaty. Going over what should be done about it when Jaken burst into his private study panting and babbling about some Miko who was calling for him from outside.
"My lord, she will not leave! She demands to see you!"
"Why do my guards not kill her for her insolence?" He demanded.
"They cannot Lord. She has a holy barrier!"
Weaklings all of them.
"Damn miko" He mumbled as he left the desk.
He walked toward the front of the large castle. The rat demon guarding his doors slid them open at his approach. The open courtyard was empty of the usual rabble the supplied his home with workers and servants. They were no doubt seeking a spot to view the Miko without getting purified. The stone steps that led up to the rampart that ran near the gate cleared before him like a wave as all the guards made a path for him.
Glancing down at the open field before the fortress He saw her staining alone. He has never feared holy power, but this woman gave him pause. Her eyes filled with tears as she looked up at him.
When he saw her, he was sure that he should know who she was. But a name was lost to him. The woman was raven haired, dark eyes that practically burst with power. It crackled like lightning in the air. Invisible, but it felt as though silent thunder was rolling off her in waves.
She stood in front of the thick wooden gates to his home and stared at them as though her will alone would allow her entry.
"Sesshomaru!" she yelled.
He knew she saw him but he stayed where he was. His mind demanded that he remain cautious.
"What do you want human?" He said in reply
"I have come to seal your fate," She spoke softly.
His guards laughed and he let a small grin cross his face.
"You are not even worth the effort it would take to crush you." He chuckled. "I have killed many who were more powerful than you. Now leave human, while you still draw breath."
He was tired and wanted to retire to his study. Killing humans was easy work and not worth his time. He turned to command his guard to deal with her when she called out again.
"Sesshomaru, do not cower from me behind your walls," she said. He looked her over again. She had no weapons, still and alone on the road.
His blood began to boil and a growl escaped his control. Leaping from the walls he landed a few feet from her. His claws glowing ready in the dark. "You must welcome death, Miko. I will be happy to oblige."
He leapt to her and was startled that she did not move away. She did not even blink as he closed the distance between them.
Her dark eyes looked at him with something close to pity.
His eyes, red with anger, glared back at her. His hand ready to rip the heart from her chest.
She held a single hand palm up toward him. "Your curse is your own, your fate sealed by your own hand. Your undoing will be that of your own pride." The Miko said as he felt the barrier close around him like a bubble.
He could not move. He felt her power sharp and bright entangling around his soul. For several moments, he was sure that she was trying to kill him, the pain was like daggers inside of him.
And then it ended abruptly. She stood over him, her face pale, her breathing coming shallow as if the effort alone would kill her. Whatever she had tried to do had weakened her. He stared somewhat surprised to find that he was still drawing breath.
He blinked. Not dead.
Clearly she had failed, he smiled wickedly at her.
Easily slain…
A growl rose in his throat and his claws moved to make quick work of her. They stopped just before tearing her soft and fragile flesh.
"What is this? What did you do?!" he demanded through clenched fangs, as his Yokai pushed against the spell that twisted around him.
"Less than you deserve." She barely managed to say before slumping to the ground.