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Prologue
Sesshoumaru gripped his sword tightly, bringing the blade up to his face and swinging it slowly back and forth. He stopped and held it before him, staring silently at the shining blade. He grimaced and threw the sword down at his feet.
"Worthless." he murmured, looking away. He looked towards where Rin was quietly playing. She looked up and smiled.
Perhaps not completely worthless. he thought to himself.
He knelt down and picked up the Tenseiga. When his father had passed away, he had left Sesshoumaru the healing sword, the Tenseiga, its powers being only to heal or give life, never to kill. While that.. that half-breed brother of his, InuYasha, received the Tetsusaiga, the sword with the power to slay one hundred demons with one swipe.
"My.my lord?" whispered Jaken, slowly walking up to Sesshoumaru.
"I want his sword." Sesshoumaru said simply, looking ahead into the night.
Jaken looked around nervously. "Master, maybe.perhaps you could.forget about the sword?"
Sesshoumaru's eyes flashed towards Jaken with a cold stare.
"Perhaps you have forgotten where you stand," he said coldly, raising his hand to strike down.
"No!" squealed Jaken, dropping to his knees and wringing his hands. "My lord, no of course not! How.how stupid of me!"
Sesshoumaru stopped his hand and brought is down to his side.
"I would sooner forget you than the Tetsusaiga," he said, turning and walking towards Rin, gently kneeling down besides her.
Jaken got to his feet and glared at the girl.
"Cursed girl," he mumbled. "Now I must get on his good side." He hobbled up to Sesshoumaru and bowed deeply. "Any way, my lord, I can serve you in getting what you want I shall do with full honor and pride!"
"Change your argument so soon, have you?" he said, then quickly, before Jaken could protest, said, "There is nothing we can do now but wait."
"F-For what, my lord?" whispered Jaken.
Sesshoumaru didn't answer, but simply stood and looked towards his servant.
"Gather the supplies and bring Rin. We leave now."
"Where are we going?" asked Jaken, hurriedly gathering their goods as Sesshoumaru walked away. "Wait! Master! Please! Where?" he cried, grabbing Rin while trying to catch up and spilling food everywhere.
Sesshoumaru stopped and turned his cold eyes towards Rin and Jaken.
"To take what is rightfully mine."
Chapter 1
Miroku stood still, staring into the forest. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, listening to the wind and feeling the air around him. A new emotion suddenly overcame him, causing him to gasp and stagger. Breathing heavily, he turned toward his companions. "Something is not right."
"Feh," snorted InuYasha, brushing it aside. "No one here buys into your evil-presence crap, Miroku. Give it up."
Miroku's eyes shifted to the forest again. This feeling.it was so familiar, yet also so different. It was as if the forest was warning him.calling to him.
He slowly turned away and made his way back to the camp. He sat down near the fire and concentrated deeply.
Kagome watched him carefully, a shiver going down he spine. Miroku's prophecy had made her not a little nervous and she began to feel a fear she had never felt before.
InuYasha, sensing the great discomfort among the group, chimed in. "Oh come on. Every village we come to Miroku feels something isn't right. How gullible are you guys?"
"Well that's reassuring," said Sango sarcastically. "You sure know how to lighten the mood."
InuYasha huffed and rolled his eyes.
"I'm not wrong," said Miroku slowly, meeting the eyes of each of his companions. "I advise you all to be watchful.
Prologue
Sesshoumaru gripped his sword tightly, bringing the blade up to his face and swinging it slowly back and forth. He stopped and held it before him, staring silently at the shining blade. He grimaced and threw the sword down at his feet.
"Worthless." he murmured, looking away. He looked towards where Rin was quietly playing. She looked up and smiled.
Perhaps not completely worthless. he thought to himself.
He knelt down and picked up the Tenseiga. When his father had passed away, he had left Sesshoumaru the healing sword, the Tenseiga, its powers being only to heal or give life, never to kill. While that.. that half-breed brother of his, InuYasha, received the Tetsusaiga, the sword with the power to slay one hundred demons with one swipe.
"My.my lord?" whispered Jaken, slowly walking up to Sesshoumaru.
"I want his sword." Sesshoumaru said simply, looking ahead into the night.
Jaken looked around nervously. "Master, maybe.perhaps you could.forget about the sword?"
Sesshoumaru's eyes flashed towards Jaken with a cold stare.
"Perhaps you have forgotten where you stand," he said coldly, raising his hand to strike down.
"No!" squealed Jaken, dropping to his knees and wringing his hands. "My lord, no of course not! How.how stupid of me!"
Sesshoumaru stopped his hand and brought is down to his side.
"I would sooner forget you than the Tetsusaiga," he said, turning and walking towards Rin, gently kneeling down besides her.
Jaken got to his feet and glared at the girl.
"Cursed girl," he mumbled. "Now I must get on his good side." He hobbled up to Sesshoumaru and bowed deeply. "Any way, my lord, I can serve you in getting what you want I shall do with full honor and pride!"
"Change your argument so soon, have you?" he said, then quickly, before Jaken could protest, said, "There is nothing we can do now but wait."
"F-For what, my lord?" whispered Jaken.
Sesshoumaru didn't answer, but simply stood and looked towards his servant.
"Gather the supplies and bring Rin. We leave now."
"Where are we going?" asked Jaken, hurriedly gathering their goods as Sesshoumaru walked away. "Wait! Master! Please! Where?" he cried, grabbing Rin while trying to catch up and spilling food everywhere.
Sesshoumaru stopped and turned his cold eyes towards Rin and Jaken.
"To take what is rightfully mine."
Chapter 1
Miroku stood still, staring into the forest. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, listening to the wind and feeling the air around him. A new emotion suddenly overcame him, causing him to gasp and stagger. Breathing heavily, he turned toward his companions. "Something is not right."
"Feh," snorted InuYasha, brushing it aside. "No one here buys into your evil-presence crap, Miroku. Give it up."
Miroku's eyes shifted to the forest again. This feeling.it was so familiar, yet also so different. It was as if the forest was warning him.calling to him.
He slowly turned away and made his way back to the camp. He sat down near the fire and concentrated deeply.
Kagome watched him carefully, a shiver going down he spine. Miroku's prophecy had made her not a little nervous and she began to feel a fear she had never felt before.
InuYasha, sensing the great discomfort among the group, chimed in. "Oh come on. Every village we come to Miroku feels something isn't right. How gullible are you guys?"
"Well that's reassuring," said Sango sarcastically. "You sure know how to lighten the mood."
InuYasha huffed and rolled his eyes.
"I'm not wrong," said Miroku slowly, meeting the eyes of each of his companions. "I advise you all to be watchful.