Aftermath Chapter 10: First Battle, an inuyasha fanfic

Chapter 10. First Battle

April appeared to be a very busy month. Misan had had her first kiss, would go into her first battle soon, and afterwards be first presented with her brothers to the other demon lords of the lands in the north, south, and west. The Eastern Lands would not attend because they were not in a strong alliance with Lord Sesshomaru and have been ignoring the outside world for the past 17 years. The birth of their princess distracted the high lord of the Eastern Lands and he did not bother with anything else so does not know the current situation that the other lands are in.

Right now, Misan was being adorned with her own armor, sash, and pelt.

The armor was exactly like her father's but since she was female, it was made to curve with her body and support her breasts but not be constricting. Her kimono was the same as usual, the areas of sky blue at the collar and bell-like sleeves and the white hexagons and snowflakes inside. But now she had actual hakama pants like her father, brothers, and uncle. She was even given the black boots that were the most comfy shoes Misan had ever adorned, she didn't want to take them off. A sash that fit her personality was made. You see, people would look at Misan as a person who was hot and cold. The time she was conceived; a cold summer night. When she was born; a snowing winter day but it was bright out. Her silver hair gives the idea of snow but the gold in her eyes remind you of the sun. Her exterior is cool and collected but on the inside, Misan can become heated and angry, determined to get what she wants. Her demonic powers which could be described as evil and her spiritual powers that were pure good both hosted inside of one body. She was a being filled with contradictions that managed to coexist. So, her sash was a clash between scarlet red and deep blue. And last but not least, her fur. She would have had it cut off soon even if she were not a warrior because it is a tradition among the dog demons to have some part of their true form on them when they are in their human form. Hers, however, was cut and draped over her right shoulder and it hung that way. When she was finished, it was as though one was looking at the female version of Sesshomaru. The only differences were the color and pattern of her kimono, her stripes connected at the tips instead of being open like his, and her sash was red and blue, not blue and yellow.

It would be the day after that they would fight the vicious invaders trying to steal Lord Sesshomaru's lands. This demon was actually strong, but not one that Sesshomaru would ever fear.

The day had come so slowly, but now it was there. Misan knelt, bowing before her mother and father as they were about to go into her first battle. Her father was in his armor and had Tenseiga and Tokijin at his side in his sash. Her mother wore her sword as usual whenever she left for anywhere and she had traded the fancy kimono for a priestess outfit and armor. This sword that she had was originally made from the half-demon's, Naraku, bone, flesh, and heart as a trident meant to draw out Rin's soul to make another Sacred Jewel. His attempt had failed and Rin had transformed the trident into a sword with her spiritual powers and killed Naraku with it. She had yet to use it in an actual battle, though. The most fighting she would do was when she traveled the countryside as a priestess and kill demons harming human settlements.

What no one realized was the sword's creator had finally "awoken." It had contained so much of Naraku's being that in keeping that sword by her side and letting it take small portions of her power that never affected her much because it would be renewed instantly had been slowly resurrecting Naraku to regain consciousness. Everyone was oblivious to the fact that they had an unwanted audience hidden within Rin's sword, for he could see everything. And now he saw a silver-haired figure kneeling to Rin and who he saw as Sesshomaru. There were two more silver-haired figures behind the kneeling one, both standing and ready for battle by the looks of their armor. And then . . . Inuyasha. He stood further back, eyeing the knelt figure in a protective manner. Oh, Naraku was back and he could know everything if he just watched. Sesshomaru spoke before he did any further observing.

"Remember our agreement," he said in the same manner Naraku remembered Sesshomaru would always talk.

The figure stood up to reveal the beautiful, strong, and cold demeanor of Misan. Immediately, Naraku wanted to know more about this voluptuous female demon.

"Yes, father," she spoke in a melodic voice that was still monotone like Sesshomaru's. Why is it they can have such alluring voices while being bored and not even try to sad alluring?

'Father? So Sesshomaru has a family now—and this beautiful daughter to go with it. Oh, she seems so perfect . . . .' Naraku thought as he observed the girl.

"Daichi, Aki, keep an eye on your sister, though. I will be accompanying you, too," Rin said to the two behind Misan. Rin smiled at her three growing children. 16, 14, and 13, they had all grown gorgeously and were strong demons. It was a proud site.

"Yes, mother," Daichi said solemnly before smiling. "We wouldn't be very good elder brothers if we didn't."

At that moment, Sango, Miroku, Yuuko, Muro, Shippo, Kirara, Kohaku, and—

'Kagura? I'll deal with her later once I manage to get a body,' Naraku noted.

Sango, Yuuko, Muro, and Kohaku were all in their demon slaying outfits and Yuuko had hidden sutras with him. Muro could purify a demon by slicing it down with her double-sided naginata. Miroku still held his golden monk staff but no longer had prayer beads over his right hand. The Wind Tunnel had long been gone, almost for 17 years.

They all stood by Inuyasha who had come half-way to join them.

"Don't worry, Rin. Inuyasha, Miroku, Kohaku, Kagura, Yuuko, Kirara, Shippo, and I will all keep an eye on the princess, too. But I doubt she'll need it, I have a feeling Misan will be saving out skins," Sango said encouragingly. She did not include Muro because this would be only her second fight and she was not near as experienced as the three elder brothers.

"Yeah, I wouldn't be a good uncle if I let my niece die," Inuyasha remarked sarcastically, lightening up the mood. Rin giggled a little but Sesshomaru did not look at all pleased at his joke. Obviously, he still disliked his younger brother.

The large group of family and friends departed the castle. An army of dog demon warriors and other species of demons awaited them. They took the front of the army and began to march.

Kenji had been ordering some warriors where they should be positioned as all of them began marching. He quickly moved forward but did not dare take the head.

There were about four rows of them along the road. In the very front he could see Lord Sesshomaru from the long silver hair, his tall height, and the tail of his over his right shoulder, as well as his kimono. Rin stood to his left in priestess attire and armor, Kenji had been informed she was joining them that day. Behind them, there was Lord Aki on the far left, his long silver braid swinging behind him. Master Yuuko was to his right, wearing his demon slayer outfit and blue armor but he knew that there were hidden sacred sutras underneath those plates of armor. Lord Daichi came next in line, the high pony-tail ever reminding him of his old lord, Inu no Taisho, as did the split tail fur worn like a cape. He was so imposing yet a reasonable demon. Beside the young lord was Mistress Muro, the beginning demon slayer priestess in her maroon armor. Her double-sided naginata could do quite the number on a demon, he found out last time when she sliced five demons at once and purified them in that single stroke. The high pony-tail like her mother's swung down to the middle of her back, the dark brown yet not black hair bouncing with her steps. Kirara, the small fire cat demon with two tails and could become larger rested on Mistress Muro's left shoulder. But beside her was someone Kenji had never seen. He looked them over and came to the third row of fighters. Master Inuyasha was at the far left in his red Robe of the Fire Rat and his left hand resting on the hilt of his trusty sword, Tetsusaiga. Shippo, the young fox demon who had become a wizard at using his blue fox-fire was next to him, standing only a few inches shorter and his orange hair tied up in the blue bow. The fox should be about 24 years now but he only looks 20. To the right of Shippo is Sango the demon slayer in her pink armor and holding the large boomerang, Hiraikotsu, over her shoulder. Beside her is her husband, Master Miroku the monk, who once had the Wind Tunnel in his right hand but no longer does and uses his golden monk staff and his own sutras kept in his purple robes. In the last row were Kohaku and his aqua green armor, chain scythe, and scruffy bun. Amazingly enough, he was openly holding hands with the wind sorceress demon, Kagura, who had her deadly fan in her right hand. He knew that red-eyed incarnation of Naraku could be trouble, but she had finally chosen a side and was relatively useful to them with her wind attacks.

Kenji put his attention back on the person beside Muro. They had long silver hair to the middle of their thighs. The kimono and hakama were white and the bell-like sleeves and collar from what he could see had sky blue areas with white hexagons and snowflakes. The armor from the back appeared to be much like Lord Sesshomaru's with the spiked bone over the left shoulder. What even further surprised Kenji was the pelt over the right shoulder trailing behind them. A red and blue sash was tied around the waist but held no sword. Who was this person? Why had they not informed him, the leading general of their armies, of this person joining them? Maybe he could see who they were once they turned around in the battle.

The army of demons arrived at the decided upon location. It was an empty vast plain of rocks and dirt before it led up into the mountains behind the enemy. The enemy had yet to come. It was another half-hour whilst the sun was disappearing behind the mountains casting a red glow to the land that the large army of lower-class demons finally came. In it was mixed more humanoid demons with more power than the others. The leader, it seemed, was the only strong one and had dark brown hair that he let flow freely through the wind and icy blue eyes.

Without warning, they charged.

Misan watched the pathetic vermin coming at them. Their leader was keeping back behind the lines. Misan and the other dog demons sped forward with their super-speed and the first five that came into her range she released her whip of light and she managed to slaughter them all with one slash. Without any mercy, she sashed her claws at unsuspecting demons. The reason a demon did not receive their weapon until after their first successful battle was because the needed to prove to their leader that they could use their natural demonic powers and that they were worthy of a weapon. One after another after another Within the first five minutes she had killed almost fifty. Her brothers, mother, and father appeared to be fairing just as well. Inuyasha was wiping out a hundred at a time with his Wind Scar. Sango was in the air on Kirara who was ripping them apart with her fangs and Sango was throwing Hiraikotsu, getting rid of ten at once. Miroku continually threw sacred sutras at the ones Sango had missed or Hiraikotsu had maneuvered around. Yuuko was doing the same as his father but was switching between his sutras to his one-sided naginata. Yuuko's naginata was not as effective as Muro's though, because his spiritual powers are oriented in a different way, he cannot purify as easily as she can. Muro was slicing through one after another with her naginata and didn't even bother pausing to see them burst into nothingness after she purified them. Kohaku swung his sickle around her and there while Kagura invoked her Dance of Blades wiping out five or six at once. Shippo was burning one at a time with his fox fire and distracting or confusing others with his fox magic tricks.

Then she saw General Kenji further back but wiping out plenty of the enemy with his mighty sword.

Kenji watched a the mysterious warrior fought, killing more and more without a sword and not even flinching. he had discovered it was a female dog demon because of the shape of her breast plate to her armor but had yet to see her face clearly. She was just about to fling a demon after wrapping her long tail around him when she turned and he got a brief glimpse of her face.

Magenta stripes that led toward each other and connecting at the tips on each cheek. A blue crescent moon framed by silver bangs was on her forehead and magenta eyelids over her sun golden eyes.

'Princess Misan?' He thought in revelation.

She was a wonderful fighter, with potential to be as good as Lord Sesshomaru himself. He would never even dare get on her bad side, that was for sure. She wouldn't hesitate to kill him. But what's more, she was as beautiful as any goddess. The white glow about her made her appear to be ethereal. Her noble and proud posture as she fought only defined her even more.

It was hard for Kenji to believe that the once 5-year-old little girl he had saved eight years ago was now this vision of beauty before him now. What he would give to be with her. . . .

Naraku observed the battlefield now littered in bodies of the enemy. No one on their side had died yet, at least no one of the slightest importance. But he didn't care about the others, all his attention was on Princess Misan. The way she fought was extraordinary and graceful but merciless and deadly.

'If I am able to fall in love with this girl then that must mean Onigumo's heart no longer yearns for Kikyo. Finally . . . This Misan is much more worthy than some dead wench of a priestess,' Naraku surmised as Rin cut through another demon.

"You have a pretty daughter, Lady Rin," sneered an ugly demon in front of her. "When this battle is over, me and my fellow comrades will have our fun ravaging her."

Naraku became enraged to hear such a lowly demon speak of such obscenities about his woman. Rin was feeling just as angry with the demon. Naraku put much of his might into the next swing as Rin attacked, exterminating the atrocious demon completely.

Most of the enemy's army was gone and somehow, Misan had become locked into combat with the leader after he had attempted to escape the field.

Sesshomaru, Rin, Daichi, Aki, Inuyasha, Shippo, Sango, Miroku, Yuuko, Muro, Kohaku, Kagura, Kirara, and Kenji had all stopped to watch Misan fight against the leader of the invaders.

She was, of course, too quick for him and whenever he tried to wound her with his sword, Misan either hit it away with her claws, melting it a second with poison claws or tangling it in her whip of light.

"Dear, dear, princess. The rumors are true. You are a sight to behold. my intentions were first and foremost to capture your father's lands. And then I heard about you and decided that you would be mine," the demon said, taking a swipe at her with his own claws which she easily dodged.

She glared at him and said:

"Not likely."

She held her hands together out of instinct though she had no idea what she was doing and a blue ball of swirling, misty energy formed in between her hands. Once it was as big as her hand, Misan opened her hands up, pointing in his direction, sending it flying at him.

When it hit, which could not be prevented because it moved at lightning speed, the demon dissolved away, the blue mist encompassing his body and acting like an energy based acid. Once he was totally gone and the enemy's army was all dead, they all gawked at Misan.

"What was that? Not even I can do that," Aki said breaking the silence.

"Looks like Misan's got a new power," Inuyasha teased, smirking.

Sesshomaru and the others didn't comment but left the bloody battlefield.