It felt like Rin was in a dream. Nothing hurt, she didn't cry and also there was no sound; only a soft hum that made her ears tickle. Wanting to move her tired limbs, the little girl found that she could not, as if all the energy was seeped from her and she was left only a shell on the cold ground.
Opening her eyes she let the tears fall as she saw she was all alone once more. The woods where the wolves struck her down held a very light misty look to it, like there was a large fire somewhere and the smoke had drifted around yet there was no smell. Fear crept into her heart when she tried to move again but still her body refused and she lay in the dirt covered in the blood that the wolves created.
Opening her lips she let a small whisper of "momma" fall onto the cold air, the first word she had muttered since her village's carnage and the tears flowed freely until she was sobbing into the chilled dirt. She didn't want to be here anymore, she wanted her family to come and receive her with open arms. She wanted to feel happiness again and not have to think of the past transgressions that she had faced in her short life.
She just didn't want to be alone anymore and with flashes of memories and raging thoughts coursing through her head; she sobbed out her anguish and prayed for someone to come for her
To save her.
Sesshomaru had finally found the annoying imp who stood before him, bowing profusely after he dared utter that he thought his master dead. Letting a sigh escape he brought his leg back from the babbling demon and thrusted it forward, sending Jaken flying over the dragon and disappearing into the brush. Finally silence graced his ears but it was interrupted when the Tenseiga awakened and began to pulse erratically.
Turning his annoyed gaze to his sword, he watched it pulse at his side and soon a pull was felt at his belt toward the direction of the woods where he emerged only moments ago. Before he could even ask his sword what ailed it, the wind blew gently and a putrid smell hit his nose most unpleasantly.
Blood? Blood and the smell of wolves.There was a lot of it as well, the metallic scent assaulting his nose all too familiar. Looking from where Jaken stood he turned his head and looked toward the tree tops, he pinpointed where a certain scent was coming from and he knew who it belonged to.
"I know this blood." He mumbled and turned on his heel to walk back into the woods with Jaken trailing behind him. As he stepped through the opening of the woods he felt his heart pick up its pace, a feeling on uncertainty at what he would find coursed through his body but still he trekked forward.
Rin continued to lay on the chilled ground with her tears streaking down her nose. Fear pulsed through her body that left it quaking as she desperately tried to get up but her limbs remained frozen forcing her to let go of all hope that she could get up and run away.
She was going to stay here forever, alone and broken and with her heart so wounded already it didn't seem to faze her anymore. Loneliness was all she felt now and she would die with it, there was nothing else that could be done for her.
The mist continued to swirl around her, the light grey color soon growing darker like what little light she had around her was beginning to be sucked away and that made her heart pick up its pace. She didn't want to be frozen on the ground in total darkness and at the thought her quaking body shook with a vigor and her wails became louder. She was terrified of the dark, she always had been and the fear hadn't been more evident until now as the darkness crept closer to her.
Closing her eyes in hopes of not seeing the blackness forming around her, she cried out softly when a gentle coolness touched her hand; coiling it into a fist as tight as she could and squeezed her eyes tighter. Even with her eyes clamped shut she could see the darkness slithering toward her and coldness upon her body. She was going to disappear and she knew it, the darkness was going to swallow her whole and she would be no more. She wouldn't be Rin the six year old orphan, she would be nothing and that was what frightened her the most.
"Oh dear girl."A thickly accented voice pierced the deafening silence and made Rins eyes snap open. Before her she saw green fabric of a dress piled onto the ground where someone stood before her. She didn't have to look upward to know who it was and her heart soared at the sight. It was the red haired lady and still with no energy to turn her head upward, Rin continued to cry as she tried desperately to flex her fingers toward the ladies dress.
Rin didn't know it but she had caught the red haired ladies interest since their first encounter in the village. The woman tilted her head and kneeled before the crying child, offering her pale hand to Rin's who clamped her tiny fingers around it and it was then the woman felt her shaking.
Since tossing the apple toward the little girl upon their first meeting, the woman was overjoyed when she began to follow her through the woods; happy that her plan had worked and upon leading her to her wounded demon, she was over the moon when she showed no fear towards him. Rin didn't know this yet, but Sesshomaru needed that more than anything and upon seeing some of his humanity return with each visit Rin gave him, it brought the woman's soul happiness once more.
Even though she's deceased, she couldn't predict future happenings like a certain dog lord from her past, she could only try to alter the direction her love was going in and to finally see that something was working, and she was filled with such joy that she would continue it for as long as she was able. Giving Rin's hand a gentle squeeze, she used her other to brush away the sticky hairs that were glued to her bloody face and saw that her eyes were closed from the exhaustion that she had experienced.
The woman continued to gently brush her fingers through Rin's bloody hair until a familiar feeling of static hit her back with a soft pulling sensation. Straightening up and turning her head over her shoulder, she could see a figure against the darkness standing over her and the child, a smile spreading ear to ear at knowing who the form belonged to.
"Rin child, it is time to go."She spoke softly as she gently shook her shoulder and with her hands glowing a soft green color, she helped Rin stand to her feet but once the child felt the strength return to her body she latched onto the woman's waist and buried her face into her abdomen earning a chiming laugh.
She patted Rin's hair and smoothed it gently. "Let's go, he's waiting for us."Still holding the girl to her side, she guided Rin to the light that pierced the darkness with a large swipe and finally let herself shimmer away before giving Rin a gentle nudge to keep walking.
Sesshomaru held the pulsing Tenseiga in his hand and moved his eyes from his sword and then to the corpse of the little girl at his feet. Upon arriving he immediately recognized the body and berated himself when he felt a familiar wave of sadness flow through him. He couldn't count the amount of bite marks that littered her body, knowing that she passed from this world in the most painful of ways sent his beast into rage.
Upon feeling the compassion for the little girl's life rage through him was when he could see them.Tiny little imps were gasping her body and began to wrap chains around her little limbs, sending a strange feel of protective fury through his chest. With Tenseiga pulsing more urgently, he raised the sword and cut down the imps who disappeared into mist and the chains around her body fell apart.
When the imps were gone and the wounds on her skin fading away, Sesshomaru sheathed the Tenseiga and kneeled before the little girl before grasping her in his arm and pulling her close. The chill of her body struck his skin unpleasantly but was surprised to feel warmth coming back to her; he was most surprised to hear her silent heart begin to beat once more.
Silently he waited as her heartbeat began to become stronger and his own stopped when both brown eyes opened and settled on his. A sigh left through his lips at the sight and strangely he felt happy as she stood before him and just stared.
"She came back to life?" Jaken asked as he watched the little girl stare at his lord before looking around as if searching for someone else. She turned in a little circle, eyes ghosting toward the tree tops and even behind Sesshomaru but when she couldn't find what she was looking for, her brown eyes settled onto golden.
"Lord Sesshomaru, you resurrected this human girl with the power of the Tenseiga?" Jaken continued his tyrant of questions even after Sesshomaru stood and began to walk away, leaving the two behind to stand in the middle of the road.
Rin looked from Jaken and then back toward the demon that was walking away. "L. . .Lord S. . .Sesshomaru." she spoke softly as the first words since her families death flowed past her lips. Slowly taking a step and then another, Rin ran after the demon lord until she was right behind him and followed silently. The village was destroyed, the people were dead and she was given a second chance at another life that to her seemed better than the last and she vowed to follow him wherever he went.
With Jaken speeding up behind the walking pair, the three made their way out of the woods and into the clearing where the dragon waited patiently. Ah-Un looked up from their grazing and saw that their master had appeared once more and upon seeing a small human child in tow, their chewing slowed and their eyes ghosted toward their master. Sesshomaru shared a look with his dragon but nothing more as he walked past and Ah-Un turned to follow.
Rin was in awe of the large dragon that followed them and soon figured that he must belong to Lord Sesshomaru. Slowing her steps so she could walk next to the massive beast, she threw them a smile when their yellow eyes turned to look at her. Ah-Un looked from the little girl and then to each other before nodding, she was a part of the pack now and they would keep it that way.
The dragon looked from Rin and their eyes fell on a familiar sight up ahead where their master walked. They could see as plain as day, a woman walking next to the master with red hair flowing in the wind and green dress billowing around her tall form. When her green eyes turned to look over her shoulder toward the dragon, they nodded their hello and she disappeared like fading smoke that swirled around Sesshomaru before disappearing near the Tenseiga.
