A FEAUDAL FAIRY TALE

Read&Review. I promise a better explanation in the next chapter but this is like a prologue. I am just getting the story started! ENJOY.

PAST (3 days ago) : I pull back the satin curtains, staring into the great beyond. The sun just started to rise, sprinkling light throughout the distant lands and actually reaching through the thicket of tree's that lay just outside the palace. The wind is picking up and the water in the moat below my window is churning dangerously, threatening to suck anyone who falls into its dark depths. How I wish to be the water, at least it gets a sense of freedom; flowing freely wherever it pleases, brushing against ever rock, leaving no pebble unturned. I sigh and close the curtains, awaiting my maid for she is to pick out my outfit for the day. I wish to pick my own outfit, but father won't allow it because he says I won't pick proper attire. I heavily through myself onto my bed and wrap my thin, silk comforter around me. Father says I will be engaged soon, once he finds the right man that he thinks is suitable to become my husband but I think it is unfair and that I should be the one to pick who I will be with for the rest of my days but no such luck will come to me.

My foot catches on an upturned root and I topple over head first. Tears threaten to fall from my cerulean irises, as a pain coils around my left foot and restricts it in a tight grasp. I cry out in pain, tears streaming down my face, making my eyelashes clash together into tiny black triangles.
I slowly pull my face of the dirty ground and turn my whole body over, sending a new war of raging pain throughout my leg. My foot is twisted in a ghastly angle, making more sheets of liquid fall from my eyes. My hand reaches up to grab the tree beside me, but I fail to clutch it and my hand falls limply back to my side, causing a couple nails to break and stick in the tree. Blood starts to well onto my fingertips but I rip a piece of my sleeve off of my kimono and wrap it tightly around my bleeding fingers.

I push up on my hands and start to drag my body; dirt collects onto my baby blue kimono as I rake myself through a deep mud pile. I do this for about thirty minutes before I collapse in agony. My body racks with sobs and I think back to a couple days ago when father and I fought. Why did I have to be so arrogant and leave my beloved family all because I wanted to be free? I will die not even being able to say goodbye to them.

Night falls hastily, drowning me in darkness with no sign of the moon between the impenetrable branches above me. A wolf howls to the moon somewhere close by, followed by its comrades. At least one thing in this forest actually can see the moon once more before they die, where as I will die in silent darkness.
I make out paws padding my way; the wolfs sniff out the scent of my blood and break out into a run towards me. This is it, this is where I meet my end and become fresh kill for a blood-thirsty pack of man eating wolves. I tilt my head sideways and gaze into the darkness, catching blood red eyes glaring back. I hurriedly close my eyes, waiting for the first wolf to jump. One wolf howls piercingly, probably giving the first signal to attack. A wolf slams into my body, scraping its claws down my side. I scream in pain as a burning fire sprouts inside me where the whole greedily dug its sharp claws. Claws and teeth are everywhere, tearing at skin and digging deep into my skin. It is as if they are playing with me, a worthless prey that can't even defend itself. Why won't they end my suffering already? The small fire that burned within me soon spread throughout my body, causing a raging inferno all over my body.

Just as a wolf is about to bite deep into my throat, a male voice booms among the crowd of wolves.
"Well done wolves. Hurry and eat so we can move onto the next village."

So there is either a talking wolf or a man among them? Before I can answer my own question, fangs rip into my throat, tearing up my jugular and all my blood comes pouring out.

Sesshomaru P.O.V

"Where is that foolish girl?" Jaken says impatiently.
Just then, Rin's scream penetrates my extra- sensitive hearing, causing me to wince. I swiftly head into the direction of her screech, leaving Jaken to watch over Ah-Un.
"LORD SESSHOMARU!" Rin yells.
I pray Rin isn't in any serious danger, I have already resurrected her once and life has a very delicate balance in which Tenseiga cannot save Rin another time.

I land into the thicket of trees beside Rin; she seems unharmed but a frightened look dances across her face. She lifts up her hand and point's into the direction behind me. I advert my gaze from Rin and catch the scent of blood. How could I not notice the stench before? Maybe I was too caught up in saving this human to sense the deathly scent. A sickly pale girl lies a couple feet away, drenched in crimson liquid. Rin grabs my hand and wrenches me over to the dead body.

"She is beautiful." Rin murmurs. The girl is beautiful with full pink lips, long luscious black hair and porcelain skin.
"Please resurrect her Lord Sesshomaru!" She cries.
I lift a silver eyebrow and ponder the thought of resurrecting a mere mortal.
"She is just another human Rin, everyone dies eventually." I retort.
"Please Lord, I am a human too! She is so young; everyone deserves a chance at living!" Rin pleads.

Tenseiga rattles within its sheath, clearly wanting to be summoned to help this wench. I grasp the handle and tug it out, admiring the gleaming blade I never use. Tenseiga has a special property in it that it cannot harm any living beings, which is ironic for a sword. However its power lies in the fact that it can bring the recently dead back to life as well as healing the wounded. Tenseiga allows a powerful wielder to see and slay the beings from the underworld, as well as bringing up to 100 beings back to life in one mighty swing. It should be noted that Tenseiga has a mind of its own, as at various points, it wishes for me to draw it.

I see the grey beings from the underworld surrounding the young girl's body and I quickly cut them down, turning them into a pile of ash.

The girl opens big, blue eyes surrounded by thick, tangled lashes. Rin grabs her hand and nuzzles it.

"You should join us on our journey, I have always wanted to have a sister but mother didn't want another child," Rin pipes excitingly. "Lord Sesshomaru, can she come with us?"

I hear the child's question but she already knows the answer. The girl will just slow us down drastically and Rin will always want me to save her.

"What is your name?" Rin beams.
The young girl coughs slightly, a smile lighting up her face.
"My name is Kagome."