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Winter Rose Chapter 9 Hanyou
A/N: The assassin is 'it'. Using 'he' is too hard cause I needed that for Sesshou. If you want a figment of what the assassin looks like think of Hiten, only crimson eyes, tattoos on face and hands, and black armor.
It was like a staring contest, sizing each other up. Evidently, Sesshoumaru was huge. He stood still in the crushed snow, his tongue lolling out as his breath made wisps of visible air. The assassin stood stiff in the broken hole way of where Inu-Yasha was thrown through.
Kagome.well.Kagome had crawled to her father and was wiping his bloody brow with the sleeves of her kimono.
Silence. Only light breathing and snow stirred in the wind.
But a grin was breaking on a pale face, a sadistic grin. Cautiously, Sesshoumaru sniffed the air permeating of the miasma surrounding it.
Then it spoke, "The great Sesshoumaru..."
"Aa.the hanyou speaks"
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Kagome perked up at those words. She watched the grin fade into a scowl of hatred. She stared as Sesshoumaru sneered at him, throwing insults and mocking it. The face twisted as its pride was challenged.
"You were once a human, a lowly peasant I presume." Sesshoumaru raised his head higher.
"I have been a demon for a hundreds years," it bit back.
"You were changed into a hanyou decades ago.then someone gave you more power, making it look as though you were a demon.a miko did." Then he sat back on his haunches.
It wouldn't respond. It just narrowed its eyes and bit on its lower lip nervously.
"Who would give a hanyou added power without wanting something of great value in return?" Sesshoumaru had an inkling of who it was, no, he knew who it was. The power that the hanyou received was new for he did not know how to control it to a higher level.
The hanyou was strong, yet weaker against him. He knew it, the hanyou knew it. He would drive it into an uncontrollable rage, forcing it to lose his concentration. Then he would break into its mind.
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It was not as stupid as it may have seemed. It began to inch backwards. The plan was already useless for Sesshoumaru had arrived. It would die a slow painful death. And it prayed that its mistress would save its life. But he refused to back out, his pride as one of the best assassins was at stake.
He would have to be patient and wait.but Sesshoumaru was irritating it.
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Hmmm.so that was its plan. Sesshoumaru had sneaked a look into his thoughts. He was correct Kikyo was behind it all.
I am sorry. I decided to write again after I read all the reviews that said something like I've been waiting for a long ass time. But the chapters will be short cause I got no time. *sigh* my time to write is so~ short.
Also, I also concluded that asking to review every single time can get annoying.so.^_^ JUST HAVE FUN READING MY TINY TINY CHAPPIES!!!~
Winter Rose Chapter 9 Hanyou
A/N: The assassin is 'it'. Using 'he' is too hard cause I needed that for Sesshou. If you want a figment of what the assassin looks like think of Hiten, only crimson eyes, tattoos on face and hands, and black armor.
It was like a staring contest, sizing each other up. Evidently, Sesshoumaru was huge. He stood still in the crushed snow, his tongue lolling out as his breath made wisps of visible air. The assassin stood stiff in the broken hole way of where Inu-Yasha was thrown through.
Kagome.well.Kagome had crawled to her father and was wiping his bloody brow with the sleeves of her kimono.
Silence. Only light breathing and snow stirred in the wind.
But a grin was breaking on a pale face, a sadistic grin. Cautiously, Sesshoumaru sniffed the air permeating of the miasma surrounding it.
Then it spoke, "The great Sesshoumaru..."
"Aa.the hanyou speaks"
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Kagome perked up at those words. She watched the grin fade into a scowl of hatred. She stared as Sesshoumaru sneered at him, throwing insults and mocking it. The face twisted as its pride was challenged.
"You were once a human, a lowly peasant I presume." Sesshoumaru raised his head higher.
"I have been a demon for a hundreds years," it bit back.
"You were changed into a hanyou decades ago.then someone gave you more power, making it look as though you were a demon.a miko did." Then he sat back on his haunches.
It wouldn't respond. It just narrowed its eyes and bit on its lower lip nervously.
"Who would give a hanyou added power without wanting something of great value in return?" Sesshoumaru had an inkling of who it was, no, he knew who it was. The power that the hanyou received was new for he did not know how to control it to a higher level.
The hanyou was strong, yet weaker against him. He knew it, the hanyou knew it. He would drive it into an uncontrollable rage, forcing it to lose his concentration. Then he would break into its mind.
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It was not as stupid as it may have seemed. It began to inch backwards. The plan was already useless for Sesshoumaru had arrived. It would die a slow painful death. And it prayed that its mistress would save its life. But he refused to back out, his pride as one of the best assassins was at stake.
He would have to be patient and wait.but Sesshoumaru was irritating it.
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Hmmm.so that was its plan. Sesshoumaru had sneaked a look into his thoughts. He was correct Kikyo was behind it all.
I am sorry. I decided to write again after I read all the reviews that said something like I've been waiting for a long ass time. But the chapters will be short cause I got no time. *sigh* my time to write is so~ short.
Also, I also concluded that asking to review every single time can get annoying.so.^_^ JUST HAVE FUN READING MY TINY TINY CHAPPIES!!!~