Disclaimer: This is based off of Inuyasha by Rumiko Takahashi. I own nothing except for the character I created.

Warning: Child gets attacked by an adult.

Background Information: This is set about 500 years before Inuyasha, before the feudal era. This is set in feudal Japan, Sesshomaru is about 13 in this and his mother and father are still together.

Thesaurus:

Dog demon: a demon with supernatural strength that usually has silver hair and golden eyes. They have claws and fangs like their canine counterparts. They usually have some kind of markings that represent their heritage, and usually have elfin type ears (pointed tips). Some can be poisonous in nature but not all are. (The main characters in this are dog demons)

TaiYoukai: Translated means Great Demon. A very powerful demon, one that is all powerful

Inu: dog

Hakama: Japanese style pants

Mokomoko-sama: a fur pelt like thing that extends from the dog demons, it also a part of their true forms. It is fur that extends from their body. When Sesshomaru is older (only in this story, he normally has it from near birth) he has one that he had wrapped around his shoulder. InuTaisho has two on each of his shoulders Sesshomaru's mother has one that she keeps wrapped around her chest

Pauldron armor that is for the shoulder and the arm

Vambrace: old style armor that is used to protect the arm

Obi: Sash that is tied around one's waist

Chapter 1: The Fight

The day was marvelous; birds chirping, leaves blowing playfully in the wind, animals out of their burrows and the forest alive with color, a day of true beauty on a beautiful feudal afternoon. On this beautiful sunny majestic afternoon one couldn't resist the temptation to wonder around unseen and unexplored territories. A young demon boy that looked to be about thirteen years of age, but was actually over a century and a half years old, did just that and was journeying through the wilds that was just on the edge of his father's territory. This young boy was a beautiful individual to look upon, not some ghastly abominable beast that many think when they hear the term demon, he was far from that. He has long flowing gorgeous locks of sliver that run just below his waist, ears that were pointed much like an elf's compared to a normal human, beautiful amber eyes that were like molten windows to the young boy's soul, eyes that betrayed the boy by showing every emotion the young boy tried to suppress. He had a perfect lithe body with a bit of muscle from sword and battle technique training. On this body he had a blue crescent moon that adorned the center of his forehead, two twin magenta stripes that marked both his cheeks, a red stripe to his eyelids, and two magenta stripes on both of his wrists, all of these are natural markings to the child alabaster skin. At the end of the boy's fingers were not finger nails but pointed, sharp claws that could befall a tree in half with one stroke. Behind his perfectly, but childish lips rested deadly fangs that could administer poison that was very lethal to any. This beautiful perfection of a child was a top of the line, highly bred dog demon that was even named after perfection, his name was Sesshomaru. He is the heir to the throne of the Western Lands of Japan that his father rules over. He also has super sensitive hearing and sense of smell, one that would rival any animal on the planet. So sharp that he can smell or hearing things, even see things, from miles away.

The angelic child called Sesshomaru was garnished in a beautiful white silk kimono with a touch of red on the sleeves and shoulder, a red that was marked with three hexagonal shaped patterns with white flowers in the middle of each, white traditional Japanese style pants and black leather skinned boots. He was out wondering his father's lands with no true destination in mind other than to soothe his natural canine curiosity of the unknown territory.

Sesshomaru wondered the forest that he had entered a while back and comes across a beautiful clearing that was somehow calling to him. He looks around real quick, scenting the air to see if any demons lurked around. Finding no threats, Sesshomaru stepped into the massive clearing that could hold even his father in his true form, which was a gigantic dog that was bigger than an average modern day skyscraper. He then lifts his sensitive nose to the air once again and sniffs the area around him, exploring the place with his nose. He can smell all the animals that surround him, the plants that grow beneath his feet, and even the air as it blows softly in his face.

While the pup was scenting the air something big scurried in the underbrush downwind on the boy. It makes no noise, for it knows how sensitive the boy's hearing is. It creeps in the shadows watching his prey waiting for just the right moment to pounce.

Suddenly out of nowhere something big and strong crashed through the trees into the clearing heading straight for the adolescent boy from behind. Sesshomaru, with lightning fast reflexes heard the demon charge from the trees and immediately jumped out of the line of attack so as not to be split in two. Unfortunately Sesshomaru wasn't fast enough as the demons claws raked across the boys arm rendering it a bloody and useless mess. Sesshomaru clutched his useless limb to himself while squinting his eyes shut, willing the pain to go away. He starts growling as he opened his eyes and looked up from his right arm wondering who would dare to challenge him. As he spotted his attacker he was caught by surprise. He was expecting a low level demon but the being in front of him was actually a high end, very powerful panther demon.

Sesshomaru knew he didn't stand a chance in a fight with the panther demon, but was no coward to back down from a fight. He released his arm, put on a cold mask that showed no emotions, showed no pain, and readied his one useful arm. He called forth his very lethal poison that he was born with into his claws. He made eye contact with the panther demon's stark yellow eyes as he bared his teeth and brandished his claws. He knew from training to never show fear and never back down. He knew from previous encounters to never show an opponent your back and always to be on your guard. If you can help it let them make the first move and study their moves, don't let them get the upper hand. Sesshomaru knew much about combat but he was still young and very prideful. He had learned much but he was also very stubborn and was always too prideful to know when to give up, much like his father, and would never call for help. He knew the demon was many times his superior. Sesshomaru also knew that even if he were to call out for help it would be in vain, for he was nowhere near his home.

The demon watched the child ready for a fight. He himself was thirsty for the blood of this one particular child. The son of the bane of his existence, the one who got in the way of his plans and he would undoubtfully be his father's undoing. He had once been friends with the Inu no Taisho; the boy's father, the Dog General, his enemy. The panther had a very large build as he had long black hair that he kept tied into a top knot, and a red paw print that adorned the center of his forehead. He was many feet taller than the small adolescent before him. He wore a black and dark red kimono with a red collar and a yellow sash tied around his waist. He wore no armor as one of his caliber should, but he was too confident in himself to ever wear such a garment. His pants were as black as his hair and he wore the same type of boots Sesshomaru did. His yellow feline eyes were narrowed as he glared at the kid he was opposing.

Both demons stood facing each other, watching the other, waiting for the other to make the first move. One towered over the other, while the other stared unmoving and strong, not allowing the pain of the injured arm known.

Finally Sesshomaru grew tired of just staring at his opponent and wanted action. He raised his one good clawed hand, it emitting a faint green glow, high into the air and rushed towards the cat hoping to land a poisonous slash. The cat snorted at the boy's sad attempt at an attack and easily dodged the kid. He jumped over Sesshomaru's head with a flip as the dogs claws came rushing down. Before the boy could right himself the panther sent a broad fist towards the kid's ribs, landing a painful blow that sent the boy half way across the clearing. A tree stopped Sesshomaru's flight with a loud crack as bones broke. Sesshomaru hit the tree then slid to the ground with a thud. He immediately tried to get back up but the blow had knocked the wind from him and it was hard to breathe. He started coughing violently and noticed blood start to stain the ground in front of him. He looked up from behind his bangs to look at his rival.

With an ear splitting yowl, the black cat demon lunged for the small boy that stood crouched before him with blood dripping from his chin. Sesshomaru tried to stand up properly to keep fighting but was unsuccessful. The panther reached down and grabbed the boy by his neck and punched him so hard he flew across the clearing again. This time Sesshomaru was able to right himself in the air and landed, albeit a bit wobbly, but on his feet. He growled at the cat bracing himself as he readied for an attack. This time the demon didn't attack instead he laughed again.

"Pathetic, you're just a weak little puppy. You think you can beat me? Hah. Come on puppy, is that all you've got." The panther cackled as he stared the boy down.

Sesshomaru knew this was a tactic to bait him and he wasn't about to take the bait and let his guard down.

"This Sesshomaru is no coward." Sesshomaru growled out as he jumped high into the air and released his poison whip, a green whip made from his demonic energy that flowed from his fingertips at will. A whip that would tear any lower level demon to shreds, it just barely managed to hit the panther as the cat was dodging. Sesshomaru pushed off of the panther with his feet, and then landed on the other side of the clearing to survey the damage he had wrought. Sesshomaru allowed a smirk to adorn his face as he noticed a small trickle of blood come from the panthers arm. "No coward indeed." Sesshomaru thought.

The panther eyed the blood coming from his arm and then gazed up at the confidence showing through the boys eyes because he had landed a blow.

"I see, so you're father has been training you, let's see what you got mutt." With that said the panther smirked, and then leapt into the air.

Sesshomaru leapt into the air, following the feline, ready to launch his whip again, but before he could land a blow or even see the cat, he disappeared into thin air. Before Sesshomaru even had a chance to think about where the cat had gone, or had the chance to scent the air for him, he felt a sharp pain in his back. A pain that knocked the air from him and sent him tumbling towards the ground once more. He skidded across the ground on his face making a path in the dirt. When he finally stopped moving he winced as he tried to lift his sweat and blood covered face from the ground. As the little prince was trying to get back to his feet he felt another pain cut across his back. He could feel that it was from claws, claws that most likely belonged to the black panther demon.

The cat kept on attacking with his claws and speed. To an on looker he was just a splash of color and a gust of wind. Poor little Sesshomaru could feel every cut and sting the claws made, every rip to his clothes and skin, that begged him to cry out but he never did. Finally the attacking stopped as the demon came forth and stopped in front of Sesshomaru's face that was lodged into the ground once more. His face distorted in pain and his fangs clamped tightly shut as he held in his screams of pain and suffering.

"Had enough mutt?" The panther asked as he kicked the boy in the chest bringing the boy into another blood filled coughing fit.

When Sesshomaru finally stopped hacking up blood, he looked up at the cat and gave a fierce glare. He gave a small and weak growl towards his superior to show that he would not submit to him. Seeing this, the demon yanked the child up from the ground by his neck, holding him with his sharp claws digging into the young prince's skin. Little Sesshomaru was just too stubborn and prideful to ever give up even though he was badly injured.

"I guess not." The panther yelled as he threw the boy with much force towards the trees once again. Sesshomaru's beaten and bloody body, complete with shredded clothes, hit the same tree he had hit the first time he had been thrown. This time he hit the tree dead center and heard a crack that didn't come from his body. With horror Sesshomaru noticed that the crack was from the tree. The young silver haired puppy couldn't move fast enough as the tree topped over and landed right on top of his body. With so much force from the tree, and such a battered body he finally let out a painful scream that filled the clearing. He whimpered as unconsciousness threatened to claim him but he refused to succumb to the painless black abyss even as black spots started to fill his vision. The pain was overwhelming, Sesshomaru couldn't move, all he could do was whimper like the puppy he was. He didn't like for others to see him in pain, he knew it was a weakness but right now he couldn't help it.

The panther heard the pain filled howl the boy released and at first wondered if he had killed the kid yet. From that howl it sure sounded like it, but as he drew closer he heard the faint whimpering coming from the stubborn kid. He reached for the tree that had fallen atop the dog and yanked it off the boy, not out of kindness or even pity, but just so he could continue his fight. The cat waited a few seconds to give the puppy a chance to at least get up and continue the fight.

Sesshomaru tried to jump up to get away from the cat, but he collapsed in pain before he even got to his feet. His body was shutting down on him. His right arm was even more useless now, as it had been the one to take most of the blow from the tree and had been sliced at the beginning of the fight. It still dripped blood down his finger tips and watered the ground with its dark red substance. He knew he had many crushed ribs and his left leg hurt like hell. Still he scrunched up his face and tried to growl but even that brought him pain. He was panting so hard that he thought he might hyperventilate. He just couldn't get enough air.

The panther seeing the pup's pain again picked him up but this time from the scruff of his shirt and examined the boy. "Feh. I knew you were weak. Your father will pay for what he did to me. I will kill you but first, I want your father to watch as I kill you slowly and then do the same to him." The demon laughed as he shook the boy.

The pup just hung there for a few seconds trying to catch his breath, but that comment about his father scared him. He couldn't afford to be weak; he refused to be his father's weakness. With the last bit of strength he had left, his reached up and sank his fangs in the flesh of his captor as hard as he could manage with such a weak body. He clamped down as hard as he could; trying to call forth his poison again but this time his body was too weak to even feel the deadly liquid that ran through his veins.

The cat feeling the fangs pierce his skin swung his hand out, as he let out a mighty roar of pain. He shook the hand the pup had latched onto with vigor, side to side; up and down anything to get the pup to let go. He shook him around like a rag doll trying to dislodge the boy's deadly fangs from his skin. Finally with all the motion Sesshomaru's fangs were ripped free of his captors hand as his body went sailing though the sky once again.

This time Sesshomaru landed hard on the ground but didn't get up. His body had finally given up on him. He had tried his hardest but this demon was just too strong and fast for him. Everything hurt and no matter what he did he couldn't even manage to lift his head from the position he landed in.

"Oh you'll pay for that you little shit." The cat bellowed as he stomped towards the broken body that lay in a crumpled heap just a few feet from him.

This time all Sesshomaru could do was clench his eyes closed and wait for it to be all over. He knew he crossed a line and was ashamed that he ended up losing. He was going to die and his father was going to be hurt by this. If only he had been stronger, if only he had stayed within his boundaries and not wondered off. "I swear if I were to survive this I wouldn't ever stop training until I am the very best. I would become an all-powerful TaiYoukai. I'm sorry Father, I have failed you." Sesshomaru thought as he prepared for his last moments. For someone like Sesshomaru it was hard to call for help, but if he had the strength to he would have verbally, but his body was just too battered to form words. Instead he cried out in his mind. "Please somebody help me .I'm sorry."