Title: The End...Or the Beginning
Author: Raven-Web Mistress of the Incarnate
Rating: R
Summary: The last of a proud line of rulers is forced into suspended animation in order to preserve her family line, will she be released?
Disclaimer: I own nothing
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1421 New Age Time
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"Explain to me again, why are we here?" The white haired young man growled out at his dark haired companion, "We shouldn't be here teaching these runts, we should be out doing something productive, like trying to find Narakus army."
"My dear Inuyasha, you seem to have forgotten, as long as Naraku is without a body we cannot do anything to him. His soul roams freely, but it has yet to take a solid form." The other man spoke in a seemingly exasperated tone, but one could hear the malice seep into his voice at the mention of the demon that cursed his family.
"Even if he is a bodiless being, he has followers, their attacks have been becoming more frequently; something big is going to happen soon. I can feel it." Inuyasha spoke in a foreboding tone, his 'feelings' were never to be taken lightly. He was one of the most powerful beings that walked the earth, his father had been a powerful demon lord and his mother a beautiful seer and Telepath. He had inherited the best of both of them.
He and Miroku had been training and fighting together for the better part of ten years, they were both skilled in the art of battle and in the various forms of telekinesis. While Mirokus powers had not developed to the same level as his hanyou companion, he was skilled in his use of them.
They had both been assigned the rank of Lt. Colonel in the Final Line of Defense. The worlds only true army, it was small, and its leader was actually nothing more than an elderly woman whose telekinetic powers surpassed every being under her command. They had been assigned by their leader, Lady Keade, to train a new wave of recruits at an ancient fortress located in Eastern Eurasia.
"This castle has a lot of history, ya know." Miroku said after several minutes of silence had passed, Inuyasha barely inclined his at the mention of the fortresses past. "It was the home to a powerful family more than a thousand years ago, Higurashi, I believe. The whole family was whipped out during the last battle with Naraku. Sad really, when the last daughter disappeared so did the Shikon no Tama. That stone could be the key to destroying Naraku for go-"
Miroku stopped mid-sentence when he noticed Inuyasha was no longer walking with him. He turned around to find his friend standing in the middle of the hallway, his eyes focused on a short corridor that held nothing but a dead end. His fuzzy white ears, swiveled this way and that and he cautiously sniffed the air.
Miroku approached and tentatively asked "What's wrong with you?"
"I can sense something there...I can smell it, but it's so faint;" he spoke quietly as he stared down the small, dimly lit corridor. "It's covered by something." He wasn't talking to Miroku as much as he was talking to himself anymore.
He began to walk down the hall, Miroku in tow. He stopped at the wall and stared at it, it was solid enough, but whatever he felt, whatever he could smell was coming from somewhere beyond this wall. He gingerly placed his hands on the stones and pushed, nothing happened. Miroku followed suit and soon they were both pushing stones, hoping for a reaction.
After several minutes Miroku stepped back and said "Maybe you were wrong, maybe it was just a fluke feeling, eh?"
Angrily taking a step back Inuyasha glared at his friend and colleague "This is weird, I know I felt something." With a frustrated sigh he flung his fist at the wall, not expecting the particular stone he hit to push back into the wall. At its movement he quickly jumped back and watched as the wall moved back to reveal a dark, narrow staircase.
"Um, perhaps it wasn't a fluke." Miroku whispered as he and Inuyasha approached the top of the staircase.
Without a second thought Inuyasha started to carefully walk down the stairs, Miroku watched as the wall began to shut and quickly slipped into stairwell before the wall could shut it off again.
The steep staircase seemed to go forever, twist down, deep under the castle." Miroku, did you know this was here?" Inuyasha asked as they approached a dim blue light.
"Am I acting like I knew this was here?" Miroku shot back, his voice laced with sarcasm. He watched as Inuyasha stepped on to the landing and approached the large, damaged doorway from which the blue light was streaming. He took one look inside and stopped.
"Miroku, what is all this?" he asked in slightly edgy voice as he stared at the strange glass tubes and the metal pieces of must have been the doors.
"I, I don't know." Miroku breathed as they walked into the room.
They both stopped when they saw the small skeleton lying on the floor, clutching a primitive looking weapon. The long hair that was still attached to the head, and the delicate bone structure stated that they were looking a the remains of a woman.
They looked beyond her towards the glass chambers, they were tall and had electronic keypads but the first one was different from the rest. While most were clear, this one contained a thin sheen of blue gas, and something else. The glass tube beside it was shattered and busted, a large piece of metal protruding from its front.
Mindful of the broke glass, both men stepped over the corpse and silently walked towards the active chamber. Inuyasha stopped before it and glared at the keypad, the language was his own, but he couldn't decipher which buttons were used for what.
Miroku plastered his face to the cool glass and squinted through the blue mist. He almost stopped breathing.
"Um, Inuyasha, you might wanna look at this." He stammered as he realized what it was he was looking at.
"What are stuttering about?" Inuyasha snapped as continued to look at the keypad, ignoring his companion completely.
With a dramatic sigh Miroku reached over and grabbed the back of the hanyous head and then pressed it to the glass. "Look past the blue." He said quickly.
The Inu-hanyous eyes doubled in size as he looked into the glass chamber. There, slumped against the back was the slim form of a woman. Her glossy black hair fell in wave around her face and down past her shoulders, her features were petit and delicate and her eyes were tightly closed, dark lashes resting on pale cheeks. Her clothing, while only consisting of a faded tan riding dress and an overly large, black cloak, was still beautiful and suited her well.
He stepped back and looked the glass tube over, the metal base had digital numbers on that glowed a bright green. They were small though and he had to kneel down to read them. He read them aloud and almost tipped over when the realization struck him, "Starting Date: 4395"
"Miroku, this is some sort of Stasis chamber" Inuyasha stated as he stood up, "It's been operating since the old time."
"But, that would make her over a thousand years old." Miroku stammered as he looked back in at the youthful looking woman contained in the chamber.
"Who do you think she is?" Inuyasha whispered as gently placed a clawed hand on the glass.
"I'd say, from the era the chamber was started and from her stately clothing she is either a member of the Higurashi family or their court." Miroku stated as he stared intently at the keypad.
Suddenly he reached out and hit a large green button, holding his breath as the tall tube began to come to life. The lights on the keypad began blinking in a rapid pattern and small vents opened up at the top and base of the chamber, the blue vapors began filter into the air causing both of the young men jumped back in alarm.
They watched as the air in the glass chamber cleared and allowed them their first clear look at the woman behind the glass. She was slim, yet her curves were pleasing to the eye, her face was small and pretty. Her skin though pure and unblemished was almost overly white and her dark hair stood out in stark contrast to it. Then her eyes blinked open. They were a strange mixture of red-brown and light purple, but the color suited her.
She blinked again and the men realized that she was awake. She quickly began to look around wildly, her eyes becoming more and more purple with her panicked movements. A faint glow could be seen from beneath the bodice of her dress, both of the men could feel her tapping into a power source within herself. Miroku hoped she wasn't about to do something stupid.
He quickly stepped forward and raised his hands in a sign of peace, "We're not going to hurt you." He spoke gently, hoping to calm her.
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Why do my eyes hurt, Kagome asked herself as she blinked for the first time in a thousand years. She focused her eyes on the men in the room with her, she didn't recognize them, but she could feel power radiating off of them both. I'm trapped, she thought frantically, as Miroku began walking towards her.
She absently watched as he raised his hands and spoke words of peace, he probably works for Naraku, she thought angrily, they probably came for the jewel. With that last angry thought she raised her hand let her mind wrap around him, sufficiently binding him where he stood.
With little effort on her part the door sprung open and she stiffly stepped forward from the glass chamber. Her muscles ached with the effort and she found herself growing very tired very quickly.
She turned her gaze upon Inuyasha, she grimaced slightly when she read his aura. He was far to powerful for her to even consider taking on in weakened state. I must consider the more diplomatic approached, she thought absently.
"Who are you and how did you find this place?" her voice sounded hoarse and dry even to herself.
"I'm Lt. Colonel Inuyasha Shirosenshi," he said calmly before pointing to Miroku, "he is Lt. Colonel Miroku Houshi. I found this place because I could smell you."
Kagome continued to look at him with serious eyes, "Lt. Colonel Shirosenshi, you're a hanyou." She stated with the realization, his being able to smell her made sense now. "Shirosenshi and Houshi," she muttered absently "those names are not familiar, what army claims you?"
"We are part of the Final Line of Defense." He answered again.
"I've never heard of such an army." She stated darkly, giving him scrutinizing glare.
"That's because you've been in some sort of stasis for over a thousand years." He stated gruffly, growing tired of this strange girls interrogation.
Kagome stood still, staring at him as though he had cursed her to the seven layers of hell, then as she tried to maintain control on her powers and her tumbling emotions and thoughts everything went dark. It was too much too fast.
Inuyasha quickly leapt forward in an effort to catch her, she fell into his arms and he quickly cradled her against him. He could feel her life force growing weaker, she had exerted her powers too much too quickly.
Miroku shook himself out as he look at the girl, she was strong, he could feel it, but she was fading. "Inuyasha, I think we ought to get to the hospital wing." He whispered as he watched his best friend hold her form against his chest.
With a silent nod Inuyasha straightened his posture and walked from the strange room. Miroku took one last look around, mentally cataloging every detail. Turning quickly, he followed the hanyous trail to the hospital wing.
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A special thanks to Rini13 and Amber for being the first to review my story!
Author: Raven-Web Mistress of the Incarnate
Rating: R
Summary: The last of a proud line of rulers is forced into suspended animation in order to preserve her family line, will she be released?
Disclaimer: I own nothing
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1421 New Age Time
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"Explain to me again, why are we here?" The white haired young man growled out at his dark haired companion, "We shouldn't be here teaching these runts, we should be out doing something productive, like trying to find Narakus army."
"My dear Inuyasha, you seem to have forgotten, as long as Naraku is without a body we cannot do anything to him. His soul roams freely, but it has yet to take a solid form." The other man spoke in a seemingly exasperated tone, but one could hear the malice seep into his voice at the mention of the demon that cursed his family.
"Even if he is a bodiless being, he has followers, their attacks have been becoming more frequently; something big is going to happen soon. I can feel it." Inuyasha spoke in a foreboding tone, his 'feelings' were never to be taken lightly. He was one of the most powerful beings that walked the earth, his father had been a powerful demon lord and his mother a beautiful seer and Telepath. He had inherited the best of both of them.
He and Miroku had been training and fighting together for the better part of ten years, they were both skilled in the art of battle and in the various forms of telekinesis. While Mirokus powers had not developed to the same level as his hanyou companion, he was skilled in his use of them.
They had both been assigned the rank of Lt. Colonel in the Final Line of Defense. The worlds only true army, it was small, and its leader was actually nothing more than an elderly woman whose telekinetic powers surpassed every being under her command. They had been assigned by their leader, Lady Keade, to train a new wave of recruits at an ancient fortress located in Eastern Eurasia.
"This castle has a lot of history, ya know." Miroku said after several minutes of silence had passed, Inuyasha barely inclined his at the mention of the fortresses past. "It was the home to a powerful family more than a thousand years ago, Higurashi, I believe. The whole family was whipped out during the last battle with Naraku. Sad really, when the last daughter disappeared so did the Shikon no Tama. That stone could be the key to destroying Naraku for go-"
Miroku stopped mid-sentence when he noticed Inuyasha was no longer walking with him. He turned around to find his friend standing in the middle of the hallway, his eyes focused on a short corridor that held nothing but a dead end. His fuzzy white ears, swiveled this way and that and he cautiously sniffed the air.
Miroku approached and tentatively asked "What's wrong with you?"
"I can sense something there...I can smell it, but it's so faint;" he spoke quietly as he stared down the small, dimly lit corridor. "It's covered by something." He wasn't talking to Miroku as much as he was talking to himself anymore.
He began to walk down the hall, Miroku in tow. He stopped at the wall and stared at it, it was solid enough, but whatever he felt, whatever he could smell was coming from somewhere beyond this wall. He gingerly placed his hands on the stones and pushed, nothing happened. Miroku followed suit and soon they were both pushing stones, hoping for a reaction.
After several minutes Miroku stepped back and said "Maybe you were wrong, maybe it was just a fluke feeling, eh?"
Angrily taking a step back Inuyasha glared at his friend and colleague "This is weird, I know I felt something." With a frustrated sigh he flung his fist at the wall, not expecting the particular stone he hit to push back into the wall. At its movement he quickly jumped back and watched as the wall moved back to reveal a dark, narrow staircase.
"Um, perhaps it wasn't a fluke." Miroku whispered as he and Inuyasha approached the top of the staircase.
Without a second thought Inuyasha started to carefully walk down the stairs, Miroku watched as the wall began to shut and quickly slipped into stairwell before the wall could shut it off again.
The steep staircase seemed to go forever, twist down, deep under the castle." Miroku, did you know this was here?" Inuyasha asked as they approached a dim blue light.
"Am I acting like I knew this was here?" Miroku shot back, his voice laced with sarcasm. He watched as Inuyasha stepped on to the landing and approached the large, damaged doorway from which the blue light was streaming. He took one look inside and stopped.
"Miroku, what is all this?" he asked in slightly edgy voice as he stared at the strange glass tubes and the metal pieces of must have been the doors.
"I, I don't know." Miroku breathed as they walked into the room.
They both stopped when they saw the small skeleton lying on the floor, clutching a primitive looking weapon. The long hair that was still attached to the head, and the delicate bone structure stated that they were looking a the remains of a woman.
They looked beyond her towards the glass chambers, they were tall and had electronic keypads but the first one was different from the rest. While most were clear, this one contained a thin sheen of blue gas, and something else. The glass tube beside it was shattered and busted, a large piece of metal protruding from its front.
Mindful of the broke glass, both men stepped over the corpse and silently walked towards the active chamber. Inuyasha stopped before it and glared at the keypad, the language was his own, but he couldn't decipher which buttons were used for what.
Miroku plastered his face to the cool glass and squinted through the blue mist. He almost stopped breathing.
"Um, Inuyasha, you might wanna look at this." He stammered as he realized what it was he was looking at.
"What are stuttering about?" Inuyasha snapped as continued to look at the keypad, ignoring his companion completely.
With a dramatic sigh Miroku reached over and grabbed the back of the hanyous head and then pressed it to the glass. "Look past the blue." He said quickly.
The Inu-hanyous eyes doubled in size as he looked into the glass chamber. There, slumped against the back was the slim form of a woman. Her glossy black hair fell in wave around her face and down past her shoulders, her features were petit and delicate and her eyes were tightly closed, dark lashes resting on pale cheeks. Her clothing, while only consisting of a faded tan riding dress and an overly large, black cloak, was still beautiful and suited her well.
He stepped back and looked the glass tube over, the metal base had digital numbers on that glowed a bright green. They were small though and he had to kneel down to read them. He read them aloud and almost tipped over when the realization struck him, "Starting Date: 4395"
"Miroku, this is some sort of Stasis chamber" Inuyasha stated as he stood up, "It's been operating since the old time."
"But, that would make her over a thousand years old." Miroku stammered as he looked back in at the youthful looking woman contained in the chamber.
"Who do you think she is?" Inuyasha whispered as gently placed a clawed hand on the glass.
"I'd say, from the era the chamber was started and from her stately clothing she is either a member of the Higurashi family or their court." Miroku stated as he stared intently at the keypad.
Suddenly he reached out and hit a large green button, holding his breath as the tall tube began to come to life. The lights on the keypad began blinking in a rapid pattern and small vents opened up at the top and base of the chamber, the blue vapors began filter into the air causing both of the young men jumped back in alarm.
They watched as the air in the glass chamber cleared and allowed them their first clear look at the woman behind the glass. She was slim, yet her curves were pleasing to the eye, her face was small and pretty. Her skin though pure and unblemished was almost overly white and her dark hair stood out in stark contrast to it. Then her eyes blinked open. They were a strange mixture of red-brown and light purple, but the color suited her.
She blinked again and the men realized that she was awake. She quickly began to look around wildly, her eyes becoming more and more purple with her panicked movements. A faint glow could be seen from beneath the bodice of her dress, both of the men could feel her tapping into a power source within herself. Miroku hoped she wasn't about to do something stupid.
He quickly stepped forward and raised his hands in a sign of peace, "We're not going to hurt you." He spoke gently, hoping to calm her.
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Why do my eyes hurt, Kagome asked herself as she blinked for the first time in a thousand years. She focused her eyes on the men in the room with her, she didn't recognize them, but she could feel power radiating off of them both. I'm trapped, she thought frantically, as Miroku began walking towards her.
She absently watched as he raised his hands and spoke words of peace, he probably works for Naraku, she thought angrily, they probably came for the jewel. With that last angry thought she raised her hand let her mind wrap around him, sufficiently binding him where he stood.
With little effort on her part the door sprung open and she stiffly stepped forward from the glass chamber. Her muscles ached with the effort and she found herself growing very tired very quickly.
She turned her gaze upon Inuyasha, she grimaced slightly when she read his aura. He was far to powerful for her to even consider taking on in weakened state. I must consider the more diplomatic approached, she thought absently.
"Who are you and how did you find this place?" her voice sounded hoarse and dry even to herself.
"I'm Lt. Colonel Inuyasha Shirosenshi," he said calmly before pointing to Miroku, "he is Lt. Colonel Miroku Houshi. I found this place because I could smell you."
Kagome continued to look at him with serious eyes, "Lt. Colonel Shirosenshi, you're a hanyou." She stated with the realization, his being able to smell her made sense now. "Shirosenshi and Houshi," she muttered absently "those names are not familiar, what army claims you?"
"We are part of the Final Line of Defense." He answered again.
"I've never heard of such an army." She stated darkly, giving him scrutinizing glare.
"That's because you've been in some sort of stasis for over a thousand years." He stated gruffly, growing tired of this strange girls interrogation.
Kagome stood still, staring at him as though he had cursed her to the seven layers of hell, then as she tried to maintain control on her powers and her tumbling emotions and thoughts everything went dark. It was too much too fast.
Inuyasha quickly leapt forward in an effort to catch her, she fell into his arms and he quickly cradled her against him. He could feel her life force growing weaker, she had exerted her powers too much too quickly.
Miroku shook himself out as he look at the girl, she was strong, he could feel it, but she was fading. "Inuyasha, I think we ought to get to the hospital wing." He whispered as he watched his best friend hold her form against his chest.
With a silent nod Inuyasha straightened his posture and walked from the strange room. Miroku took one last look around, mentally cataloging every detail. Turning quickly, he followed the hanyous trail to the hospital wing.
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A special thanks to Rini13 and Amber for being the first to review my story!