Hello People. This is my first Inuyasha fic I hope you like it.
The parings for this story are Kagome and Sesshomaru. Inuyasha will have a
minor part in this story and if you do not like it, do not read it so do
not flame me. The characters are going to be very OOC so please again do
not flame me, thanks on with the fic.
When the Procession reached the edge of the volcano abandoning all dignity,
began to scream. The crowed that surrounded the crater looked on and whispered to each "I heard she got her hands on the stone. No ones done that in twenty years they say." A fat merchant said to a young woman with black hair and blue eyes. "They say," The close proximity of the landing forced conversation. The woman looked at the stone that was supported 20 feet above the lava; it was the size of a child's head and burned with an
intensity of a trapped flame wanting to get out. Two huge acolytes had
loaded the struggling thief in to the metal cage and were beginning to lower her in to the lava. After this the merchant turned to her and said
"This your first time watching the lady?"
The young woman merely raised an eyebrow, the merchant taking this as a
positive response asked "Perhaps you'll let me buy you a drink." And reached out a hand. The woman turned away disgust written all over her face
and with that turned and walked away.
Making her way down the terraces, slipping deftly between the merrymakers,
considered the fate of thieves in the royal city. She hefted the
merchant's heavy purse, lifted almost without thinking as she left, the corners of her lips quirking upward. After all the man had offered to buy
her a dink.
not flame me, thanks on with the fic.
When the Procession reached the edge of the volcano abandoning all dignity,
began to scream. The crowed that surrounded the crater looked on and whispered to each "I heard she got her hands on the stone. No ones done that in twenty years they say." A fat merchant said to a young woman with black hair and blue eyes. "They say," The close proximity of the landing forced conversation. The woman looked at the stone that was supported 20 feet above the lava; it was the size of a child's head and burned with an
intensity of a trapped flame wanting to get out. Two huge acolytes had
loaded the struggling thief in to the metal cage and were beginning to lower her in to the lava. After this the merchant turned to her and said
"This your first time watching the lady?"
The young woman merely raised an eyebrow, the merchant taking this as a
positive response asked "Perhaps you'll let me buy you a drink." And reached out a hand. The woman turned away disgust written all over her face
and with that turned and walked away.
Making her way down the terraces, slipping deftly between the merrymakers,
considered the fate of thieves in the royal city. She hefted the
merchant's heavy purse, lifted almost without thinking as she left, the corners of her lips quirking upward. After all the man had offered to buy
her a dink.