Wolf
Part Eight: "Mother"
by Vega
I hate everything about this.
This is that demon's plane, probably bought with the money stolen from innocent slaughtered humans.
This is his plan, probably too! He MADE Aisilin call me, tell me to come to Tokyo. This is just some trick to get us back there, where that awful group of people can control us. But I wanted to see my daughter so desperately, how could I not come?
I am afraid that he might crash the plane in purpose while I am on board, but all I can do is hold on and hope - hope that they'll let me see her again. I hate them all so much. I'm so scared for Aisilin - he phone call was so brief. The police that had shown up at my doorstep had fed me some cock and bull story about her being found in the wilds of Japan, and being taken to a hospital. She had been in hospital for a week before that leader demon of theirs found her.
Bullshit. I bet he beat her so hard that she ended up there. If it's true, I'll kill him. I don't know how, exactly, but I'll find a way.
I taught my daughter to be strong and independent. I taught her how to hold her own in a world where everyone just wants something from you. She's a good girl. She's a smart girl. All I have to do is hold on and pray.
When I get there, Hell or Highwater won't be enough to keep me from bringing her back home. And I won't be doing it alone. I contacted a man from the city, Amp, they call him. He was recommended to me by a friend who is Buddhist - she says he a holy Houshin, a monk, and that it's his job to protect human kind from the evils of the world.
He had to take a separate flight, but agreed to meet me at my hotel in Tokyo.
Strangely, he asked me to describe my daughter to him before he agreed to the job, but I assume that it had something to do with the exorcisms he'll have to perform to rid our family of these demons once and for all. If my friend trusts him, I can trust him too.
~~~
A driver took me straight to the hotel without anything more than, "Welcome to Tokyo, Volpe-sama," "Please get in, Volpe-sama," and "No, I can't take you straight to the hospital, Volpe-sama."
I was not pleased. When we arrived he held out the door for me, but I didn't thank him. He had eyes like THEM.
A bell boy came and took my one hastily packed bag from me and lead me upstairs to the best suite. It was impressive, but only served to anger me further. What kind of crap were they trying to pull? Flattering me to make me submissive and co-operative, to make me feel that I owe them by piling the wealth on? Absurd! Insulting!
When I entered the room I saw that the white-haired freak was there, waiting for me on the chair in the sitting room, and I whirled around to walk out. The Hell I was going to sit there let him try to brainwash me! But the bell-boy slammed the door shut in my face!
I spun back around to face this tattooed abomination and snarled, "Let me out."
He stood up and I must admit he was graceful. He walked over to the mini bar and poured out a shot of scotch for himself, then one for me. "Come," he said, holding one out, "sit and talk with me, my niece."
"I am not one of you!" I remained where I was, "and neither is Az!"
He frowned only slightly before putting both untouched glasses back down. "I'm afraid, Volpe-san, she very much is. She is the daughter of her father, a child of Princes, Warriors, Monks, and Lord Demons, of Mikos and Hanyou." He returned to his chair and shot me a mildly annoyed look. "Sit down. I will not attack you."
I didn't trust him, but I had no where to run to. Hopefully Amp would be here soon, and he could get this demon with the long white hair out of here. I was so tired - I just wanted to sleep. But how could I do that when I knew Aisilin was probably scared and alone somewhere? Hesitantly I edged over to the couch opposite him and sat gingerly on the edge, ready to bolt if need be.
"I smell much fear and hatred on you, Volpe-san," he sighed, "Please, don't be afraid. I just want to talk to you."
"Where's Az?" I demanded immediately, and I thought I saw his fingers twitch. I must have been trying his patience. GOOD.
"Aisilin-kun is resting in a private clinic right now. She has been very badly hurt, physically and emotionally."
"Don't you use such a familiar honorific for my daughter!" I pounced on the informal way he referred to Aisilin, rather than on the implications of her injuries. Was he threatening me with causing her more harm?
He frowned gently. "I address Aisilin-kun so because she requested it."
I turned my head away, in a clear gesture of disbelief, but didn't dare verbally challenge him - it may cost me my life. He was very good at playing the human, but I knew, I knew that he was the leader of this disgusting tribe of people - I recognized him from my husband's funeral. And I had to live long enough to get my daughter and I out of this god-forsaken country.
"You have changed much since I last saw you, Volpe-san," he ventured after a moment. "You have aged gracefully."
I whipped my gaze back around to him, trying to smolder him with my eyes. "Don't rub in my mortality, you beautiful monster!"
He shook his head, then stood and smoothed out his blazer. "I see there is no reasoning with you. Aisilin-kun said as much, but I still wanted to try. I bid you fare-well."
"Get out," I snapped. "Tell me where my baby is, then get out!"
He reached into his pants pocket and I tensed - was he going to draw out a weapon and kill me? Demons were an edgy bunch, I remembered. He would destroy me for shouting at him!?
Instead of a blade, he plucked a cream coloured calling card out of his pocket and handed it to me. I took in gingerly, wary of any spells or ambushes. When none seemed to come I read the writing.
It was the name and address of the clinic Az was in, and a room number. I wanted to grab my coat and race over there right now, but I knew I had to wait for Amp. I wasn't even sure that he would be able to find me there if I left him a note, for he spoke no Japanese, to my knowledge. And I couldn't fight off the monsters alone. A mother's desperate need to protect can only take you so far.
The demon bowed to me briefly, then let himself out. Just before pulling the door closed behind him, he paused and said, speaking to me over his tweed-clad shoulder: "Volpe-san,"
I felt my teeth clenching and closed my fist over the card. "What?"
"We did no harm to your child. Did Okami-kun never tell you about The Bloodline and The Traveller?"
The names rang alarm bells in my subconscious, and I strove to retain an outwardly calm facade. "He mentioned them - childish stories. I don't believe in them."
I heard him scoff at my comment. "Perhaps you should ask your daughter about how childish and unbelievable she found the ordeal."
I whipped around to glare at him, "Don't you DARE insinuate that my BABY was EVER involved with any of your demonic mumbo-jumbo bullshit!"
I could hear his slight growl of mounting ire and wondered briefly if I had over done it, if I was dead. Instead of turning and killing me, as I expected, he just said:
"Aisilin did not survive a journey through time, being held prisoner by the most evil and powerful Youkai in the history of Japan, her subsequent escape and return to this century just to be belittled and abused by the likes of you, woman." I started to protest but he cut me off with the upraising of one long-nailed hand - my god, he even had those horrid tattoos on his wrist! "Silence! This Sesshoumaru does not tolerate stupidity."
"How DARE YOU--"
"I DARE," he snarled and he was up in my face faster than I could see him move. All I got was the impression of a white blur and ferociously glowing golden eyes before he was too close to me to make out any details. I stumbled backwards, trying to remain a safe distance away, but he followed me step for step, backing me into the armrest of the couch. "Because I SWORE to her great-great-great-great-great-great-grandmother, my sister-in-law, the Honourable Miko Kagome that I would protect The Traveller with my life and ensure her happiness no matter what! I also swore to Aisilin-kun's father that I would ensure that she is mated to the Wolf Prince - who, consequently, has already come forward to lay claim on her. You cannot stop that either. I will do everything in my power to make sure that this poor child never has to suffer again, for she has already given up too much to protect our world. Do not believe, Volpe-san, that I will not hesitate to remove you PERMANENTLY if you so much as make her CRY. I only waver now because it would make Aisilin-kin miserable to loose you, as well, after she has already lost so much. You are only the bigoted bitch that weaned her - you are nothing in our family. You became nothing when you turned your back on us!"
Before I could even take in the breath to reply he had vanished, and I heard the door slam shut.
It took me a full ten seconds to register what had happened. Then I collapsed to the flood, clutching the cream-coloured business card, and praying that Amp got here soon. I had to rescue my baby.
~~~
Author's Note:
A shorter, chapter, I realize. Sorry.
Looks like the fic won't be done by Tuesday as I'd hoped - let's aim for Saturday!
I realized that "Aisilin's" name has changed like, four times since I started writing it, so I've been trying to make it uniformly AISILIN everywhere. If you catch one, let me know. I also re-up loaded chapter four because there was an ungodly amount of typos in it. I left an entire WORD out of one of the sentences. _
Reviews:
Jaye: Good to see you're paying atttention. I've never done review replies before this, nor did I ever read them on stories I was following myself, so I find it fun to drop little hints about what's going to happen in them, and see who catches on. ^_^
Kataionna: *looks suitibly pathetic* can I see the pic you drew now...? *sniffle*
Pallas Athena: Yes, I think that'd be big on the creep-out factor.
sashlea: sneaky little bastard, isn't he? ^__^
Part Eight: "Mother"
by Vega
I hate everything about this.
This is that demon's plane, probably bought with the money stolen from innocent slaughtered humans.
This is his plan, probably too! He MADE Aisilin call me, tell me to come to Tokyo. This is just some trick to get us back there, where that awful group of people can control us. But I wanted to see my daughter so desperately, how could I not come?
I am afraid that he might crash the plane in purpose while I am on board, but all I can do is hold on and hope - hope that they'll let me see her again. I hate them all so much. I'm so scared for Aisilin - he phone call was so brief. The police that had shown up at my doorstep had fed me some cock and bull story about her being found in the wilds of Japan, and being taken to a hospital. She had been in hospital for a week before that leader demon of theirs found her.
Bullshit. I bet he beat her so hard that she ended up there. If it's true, I'll kill him. I don't know how, exactly, but I'll find a way.
I taught my daughter to be strong and independent. I taught her how to hold her own in a world where everyone just wants something from you. She's a good girl. She's a smart girl. All I have to do is hold on and pray.
When I get there, Hell or Highwater won't be enough to keep me from bringing her back home. And I won't be doing it alone. I contacted a man from the city, Amp, they call him. He was recommended to me by a friend who is Buddhist - she says he a holy Houshin, a monk, and that it's his job to protect human kind from the evils of the world.
He had to take a separate flight, but agreed to meet me at my hotel in Tokyo.
Strangely, he asked me to describe my daughter to him before he agreed to the job, but I assume that it had something to do with the exorcisms he'll have to perform to rid our family of these demons once and for all. If my friend trusts him, I can trust him too.
~~~
A driver took me straight to the hotel without anything more than, "Welcome to Tokyo, Volpe-sama," "Please get in, Volpe-sama," and "No, I can't take you straight to the hospital, Volpe-sama."
I was not pleased. When we arrived he held out the door for me, but I didn't thank him. He had eyes like THEM.
A bell boy came and took my one hastily packed bag from me and lead me upstairs to the best suite. It was impressive, but only served to anger me further. What kind of crap were they trying to pull? Flattering me to make me submissive and co-operative, to make me feel that I owe them by piling the wealth on? Absurd! Insulting!
When I entered the room I saw that the white-haired freak was there, waiting for me on the chair in the sitting room, and I whirled around to walk out. The Hell I was going to sit there let him try to brainwash me! But the bell-boy slammed the door shut in my face!
I spun back around to face this tattooed abomination and snarled, "Let me out."
He stood up and I must admit he was graceful. He walked over to the mini bar and poured out a shot of scotch for himself, then one for me. "Come," he said, holding one out, "sit and talk with me, my niece."
"I am not one of you!" I remained where I was, "and neither is Az!"
He frowned only slightly before putting both untouched glasses back down. "I'm afraid, Volpe-san, she very much is. She is the daughter of her father, a child of Princes, Warriors, Monks, and Lord Demons, of Mikos and Hanyou." He returned to his chair and shot me a mildly annoyed look. "Sit down. I will not attack you."
I didn't trust him, but I had no where to run to. Hopefully Amp would be here soon, and he could get this demon with the long white hair out of here. I was so tired - I just wanted to sleep. But how could I do that when I knew Aisilin was probably scared and alone somewhere? Hesitantly I edged over to the couch opposite him and sat gingerly on the edge, ready to bolt if need be.
"I smell much fear and hatred on you, Volpe-san," he sighed, "Please, don't be afraid. I just want to talk to you."
"Where's Az?" I demanded immediately, and I thought I saw his fingers twitch. I must have been trying his patience. GOOD.
"Aisilin-kun is resting in a private clinic right now. She has been very badly hurt, physically and emotionally."
"Don't you use such a familiar honorific for my daughter!" I pounced on the informal way he referred to Aisilin, rather than on the implications of her injuries. Was he threatening me with causing her more harm?
He frowned gently. "I address Aisilin-kun so because she requested it."
I turned my head away, in a clear gesture of disbelief, but didn't dare verbally challenge him - it may cost me my life. He was very good at playing the human, but I knew, I knew that he was the leader of this disgusting tribe of people - I recognized him from my husband's funeral. And I had to live long enough to get my daughter and I out of this god-forsaken country.
"You have changed much since I last saw you, Volpe-san," he ventured after a moment. "You have aged gracefully."
I whipped my gaze back around to him, trying to smolder him with my eyes. "Don't rub in my mortality, you beautiful monster!"
He shook his head, then stood and smoothed out his blazer. "I see there is no reasoning with you. Aisilin-kun said as much, but I still wanted to try. I bid you fare-well."
"Get out," I snapped. "Tell me where my baby is, then get out!"
He reached into his pants pocket and I tensed - was he going to draw out a weapon and kill me? Demons were an edgy bunch, I remembered. He would destroy me for shouting at him!?
Instead of a blade, he plucked a cream coloured calling card out of his pocket and handed it to me. I took in gingerly, wary of any spells or ambushes. When none seemed to come I read the writing.
It was the name and address of the clinic Az was in, and a room number. I wanted to grab my coat and race over there right now, but I knew I had to wait for Amp. I wasn't even sure that he would be able to find me there if I left him a note, for he spoke no Japanese, to my knowledge. And I couldn't fight off the monsters alone. A mother's desperate need to protect can only take you so far.
The demon bowed to me briefly, then let himself out. Just before pulling the door closed behind him, he paused and said, speaking to me over his tweed-clad shoulder: "Volpe-san,"
I felt my teeth clenching and closed my fist over the card. "What?"
"We did no harm to your child. Did Okami-kun never tell you about The Bloodline and The Traveller?"
The names rang alarm bells in my subconscious, and I strove to retain an outwardly calm facade. "He mentioned them - childish stories. I don't believe in them."
I heard him scoff at my comment. "Perhaps you should ask your daughter about how childish and unbelievable she found the ordeal."
I whipped around to glare at him, "Don't you DARE insinuate that my BABY was EVER involved with any of your demonic mumbo-jumbo bullshit!"
I could hear his slight growl of mounting ire and wondered briefly if I had over done it, if I was dead. Instead of turning and killing me, as I expected, he just said:
"Aisilin did not survive a journey through time, being held prisoner by the most evil and powerful Youkai in the history of Japan, her subsequent escape and return to this century just to be belittled and abused by the likes of you, woman." I started to protest but he cut me off with the upraising of one long-nailed hand - my god, he even had those horrid tattoos on his wrist! "Silence! This Sesshoumaru does not tolerate stupidity."
"How DARE YOU--"
"I DARE," he snarled and he was up in my face faster than I could see him move. All I got was the impression of a white blur and ferociously glowing golden eyes before he was too close to me to make out any details. I stumbled backwards, trying to remain a safe distance away, but he followed me step for step, backing me into the armrest of the couch. "Because I SWORE to her great-great-great-great-great-great-grandmother, my sister-in-law, the Honourable Miko Kagome that I would protect The Traveller with my life and ensure her happiness no matter what! I also swore to Aisilin-kun's father that I would ensure that she is mated to the Wolf Prince - who, consequently, has already come forward to lay claim on her. You cannot stop that either. I will do everything in my power to make sure that this poor child never has to suffer again, for she has already given up too much to protect our world. Do not believe, Volpe-san, that I will not hesitate to remove you PERMANENTLY if you so much as make her CRY. I only waver now because it would make Aisilin-kin miserable to loose you, as well, after she has already lost so much. You are only the bigoted bitch that weaned her - you are nothing in our family. You became nothing when you turned your back on us!"
Before I could even take in the breath to reply he had vanished, and I heard the door slam shut.
It took me a full ten seconds to register what had happened. Then I collapsed to the flood, clutching the cream-coloured business card, and praying that Amp got here soon. I had to rescue my baby.
~~~
Author's Note:
A shorter, chapter, I realize. Sorry.
Looks like the fic won't be done by Tuesday as I'd hoped - let's aim for Saturday!
I realized that "Aisilin's" name has changed like, four times since I started writing it, so I've been trying to make it uniformly AISILIN everywhere. If you catch one, let me know. I also re-up loaded chapter four because there was an ungodly amount of typos in it. I left an entire WORD out of one of the sentences. _
Reviews:
Jaye: Good to see you're paying atttention. I've never done review replies before this, nor did I ever read them on stories I was following myself, so I find it fun to drop little hints about what's going to happen in them, and see who catches on. ^_^
Kataionna: *looks suitibly pathetic* can I see the pic you drew now...? *sniffle*
Pallas Athena: Yes, I think that'd be big on the creep-out factor.
sashlea: sneaky little bastard, isn't he? ^__^