Legend Has It…
Disclaimer: Don't own Inu Yasha.
Chapter 1 – Crescent Stone
His heart was beating a mile a minute as he ran as fast as his legs and endurance allowed him. Clutching the stone that dangled around his neck, he dodged branches, roots, large leaves, and ran through the forest, his feet thundering through the forest ground.
He had no time to look behind him. If he stopped for a moment even to catch his breath, he would face more complications than he was already in.
"Stop!"
Clutching the stone tighter, he continued to run down the slope of the forest. It was then that he tripped on a root of tree, something he predicted he was going to do. It still didn't stop the adrenaline coursing through him as he fell to his side and continued to slide down the muddy path.
"Over there!"
He clenched his teeth as he felt himself twisting his ankle, ending his journey, barely touching the river. Quickly, he jumped back up from his frenzied state and ran once more.
"He's down there boss!"
He had to continue his hurried pace as daggers were suddenly thrown at him. Yet, it felt as if he wasn't anywhere far from them.
Skidding to a stop, he was met with the edge of a cliff. The water ran down like a waterfall, seeming to have an endless drop. It wasn't as if this was the first time he was met with such complications.
He ducked quickly as a dagger came for his stomach. He fisted his hand and aimed a punch to his assaulter's face. The person in the mask skidded backwards, and suddenly another person came at him with long, dual swords. With careful calculations, he jumped and grabbed onto the thick branches with his hands that overhung them, and using his feet to kick the swords out of his attacker's hand.
Someone with a knife came at him quickly with agile as he twisted himself to land on the branch. He twisted himself to lean backward just as someone's palm came at him. He quickly brought his knees up to the masked man's face.
There were five men in total, completely dressed in black like a ninja. He knew exactly why they were here and it somewhat infuriated him knowing what they want.
Suddenly, someone from behind kicked his feet making him lose balance. Twisting himself, he made himself land on the ground in a crouched position only to jump right back up to avoid what looked like a sledge hammer. He quickly avoided that, but was not able to dodge the daggers that manage to cut at his arm.
Grasping on his arm, he stopped as all five masked men cautiously stopped and watched for his movement. Clenching his teeth, he grasped on the stone that hung around his neck.
"Give us dat, and no one will hut you," the one who held the dual sword said with an accent as he slowly approached him.
"Easy for you to say...You're not the one at the edge of the cliff," he muttered as his eyes flickered to the bottom of the mystified water fall. The drop appeared way too deadly for his taste.
"Well den...attack!"
He bent backward just as they came at him with their weapons. The ground beneath him suddenly moved. His eyes widen and before he can grab a hold of anything, he fell backwards.
The men reached for the stone on his neck, but he twisted himself towards the waterfall before they can reach him. He wasn't about to give them the stone, even if it has to come with him to the afterlife.
The vibration of energy pulsated through the air and towards a dark cave. A heartbeat. A figure, who was wrapped in dark, old ancient vines tensed. The vines around the figure constricted the figure as dark, purple energy held it against the cave.
The eyelids that were closed for thousands of years slowly opened. Clear, deep dark blue eyes shone against the darkness.
"Come to me my crescent," the sound of feminine voice hummed through the cave.
When he came to, he felt weary and tired. When he fell in the depths of the waterfall, the current was strong enough to wash him through the river, but fortunately, it didn't kill him. He forced himself up and out of the water only to find the river had ended within a cave. The cave was moist and wet, cold and dark.
"It's the Cave of Destiny," he whispered, remembering the map he acquired from the bazaar.
"Come to me my crescent."
His head rang with a feminine voice. The stone that hung around his neck tied by a thin black chain suddenly lighted in a blue glow. He felt the pulsating sensation go through his chest as he collapsed on his knees, black hair splaying over his shoulders. The humming of the feminine voice rang through the cave, surrounding his mind.
"W-who are you?"
The stone around his neck suddenly levitated. His eyes widen just slightly before narrowing. He placed his hand on his pant pocket and reached out to what looked like an old scripture. Unfolding it, he read it over once more. His eyes widen. It can't be!
The stone continued to glow as he tried to compel himself backward. It only tugged him forward. "No!" He exclaimed.
She can taste it within the air. Slowly, the stone was within her sight. Her eyebrow went up slightly as it came with an unwilling host.
"Hmm..."
The person was struggling and trying to will himself away from her. He could have simply just taken it off and left the stone to find her for itself, but no...This one didn't want the stone to go anywhere out of his sight. Curiosity sought out her conscience as she stared at the person who tried to grab the stone once more.
The person before her was a male specimen. His face was feminine in structure, but his build was clearly male. He had dark black hair that cascaded down to his waist, a bit haggard in appearance though. He had natural brown eyes that slanted just slightly making him appear very mature. He wore strange brown shirt and trousers with several pockets. He was breathtaking, but handsome appearances have never swayed her before.
She sniffed the air slightly. Her eyes narrowed. "Futile attempts human..." She said, her voice threatening the air.
"You... You shouldn't be awake!"
She blinked, confused. "Why shouldn't I be?" She asked tilting her head.
"Because the priest sealed you away," the person with the masculine voice spoke in the darkness.
A small, mirthless smile ticked on her lips, humored by the human. "You speak with such conviction," she replied.
"Then tell me this, how am I able to speak to you?" She asked.
"I don't know, but I need to know your name to confirm your identity," he said with hesitance
She grinned. The human had the gale to question her. She might as well humor him. "Isn't it rude to ask a lady for their name before introducing yourself?" She asked.
"...Maru."
Her pointed ears ticked slightly. She must've been here longer than she thought to not hear his soft whisper. "I didn't hear you," she said bluntly.
"It's Sesshoumaru," he replied reluctantly.
Her eyes widen as a grin appeared on her face. She closed her eyes and focused on the stone around his neck.
"So wha-"
Sesshoumaru was cut off as the stone suddenly tugged him to her.
Sesshoumaru's eyes widen as he felt his body pressed against the woman. Clear, deep blue stared into his golden ones and it was then that he knew he sealed his fate. His name made her compel him to her.
"Sesshoumaru," she said as if tasting the name against her lips. He felt gentle lips against his forehead. He knew what that meant.
"Please to meet you. I am Kagome," she said finally as the crescent stopped glowing and he was able to will himself away.
Kagome yanked herself from the vines as it continued to try to hold her against the cave. It disintegrated once her bare feet hit the ground. She watched as Sesshoumaru hissed in pain as he grabbed onto his chest, falling to his knees.
With cold blue eyes, she walked forward to the man. She placed two fingers forward and grasped his chin. Lifting his head up, she sought out his eyes. The once natural brown eyes were slowly taken over by a glaze of gold. It slowly shrouded his iris, but stopped once it reached his pupil. His dark black hair that cascaded down his back was slowly colored silver. His once empty face was now marked with two magenta strips on each of his cheek.
She leaned down to his face and smirked at him as he glared at her with golden irises. Kagome leaned down, her lips getting closer to his. Once her lips touched his, a crescent moon appeared on Sesshoumaru's forehead.
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