DevilsAngel
By: devilsangel
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A/N: Here we go.
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~*Prologue*~
She stood at the tip of the overhanging cliff edge; waiting for the two she knew would come, to come. As she waited, she watched. She watched the orange rays of the setting sun touch the rapidly darkening edges of the lush, green forest. She watched the majestic bald eagle loop and swirl and dive through the air, an acrobat with wings. Watched the surrounding mountains cast dark, mysterious shadows onto the treetops. How many times she had done this, she no longer could remember. She memorized every detail, every moving thing, within her secluded domain in the mountains.
Breathing slowly, she settled down to meditate the next few hours away. Or, at least, until her newly discovered, and anticipated, couple reached her.
Letting her eyes roam over her forest once more, she settled down. Closing her eyes, and placing her hands on her thighs (palms up), she meditated.
Again.
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Rin was the first one to reach the flat cliff top. She stood, frozen in her tracks, reveling in the area's moonlit beauty.
"Wai, it's wonderful." She whispered and closed her eyes to inhale, deeply, the cold, crisp mountain air. Hearing some mumble curses behind her, she turned slowly and smiled cutely at the orange-haired teenager clambering up the rocks. Hanging on for dear life, to be more precise. He seemed to be having a somewhat difficult time. Rin giggled as he lost his hold and slipped down the rocky face to land on the ledge blow him. Again.
"Oi! When someone's having problems, you should try giving them a hand! RIN?!" he yelled up to her. Stifling a chuckle, Rin walked towards the edge and peered down at him. A jumble of pissed-off dirty clothes.
"Ne, Shippou-chan, grab hold of my hand." Shippou scowled and lunged at her hand. After much struggle, Rin managed to pull him up. Shippou's eyes were as wide as tea saucers with fear and panic. Rin burst out laughing.
"Feh, I could've climbed up that thing without your help." He stated haughtily, flashing her a brief, grateful smile before letting his pride take over.
"Of course, Shippou-chan. How could I ever doubt you?" Rin teased. Shippou growled and leaped towards her, tickling her. Rin squealed with laughter.
"St-St-Stop, Shipp-" She barely managed to say. Shippou obliged.
"Humph." Rin pouted turning her gaze away from him.
"C'mon, Rin. Let's get to the top of this."
"Sure! Race ya'!" Rin shouted and started to climb, once again. Shippou groaned and set off after her, tripping on a rock. He heard a pal of laughter ring down from above him. And he scowled. Girls these days. They find the most satisfaction in your failure. He always hated mountain climbing.
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"Wow." Shippou managed to squeak out. It was truly beautiful. There was no other place like this. A small, thin waterfall came out of a cave next to them, falling into crystal, clear waters below the cliff. The shining, bright stars twinkled in the night sky, reflecting on the water's surface. Setting a mood of melancholic tranquility.
"So this is Burookunhaato." Rin echoed Shippou's thoughts.
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She smiled to herself when she saw the couple reach the top of the cliff. The boy, Shippou was his name, seemed quite the character. Fun loving and handsome, he certainly suited the shy and lovely and athletic Rin very well. Deciding it was time to make her entrance, she stood up and dusted imaginary flecks of dirt of her black robe. And she exited the cave.
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Rin and Shippou heard a ruffling sound of silk behind them. They turned around to see the almost invisible swish of a black cloak. A woman materialized behind it, stepping regally into the moonlit. Her long, jet- black hair was held up in a high ponytail, stray strands dancing playfully in the unusual breeze surrounding her. She had a dark complexion, the only things not concerned in her black over-robe and the darkness, were her green eyes and the sparkling green emerald earrings on her ear lobes. She looked like a wise, experienced woman. Yet, she held a certain naivety about her. A strange and unusual feeling indeed. Rin, first to be shaken from stupor, spoke.
"Ohayou, nee-chan." The stranger nodded her head Rin's direction, accepting her salutation.
"Ah-Ah, nee-chan, would you like to share a supper with us?" Shippou stammered, at loss. Forgetting that they didn't even bring food. The lady's gaze, now turned towards him, was so intense that Shippou took an involuntary step backwards. He couldn't tear his gaze away from her cerulean green eyes. She blinked, he blinked, startled.
She laughed at his reaction to her entrance. Her musical laughter flowed onto a breeze, bouncing, echoing into the valley.
"Arigatou." The stranger winked at him and inclined, with a turn of her head, for them to follow her. She led them into the cave, lighting torches as they went deeper and deeper into its depths. At one point, the waterfall and their path separated ways. And they kept walking. They came into an irregularly lit cavern, with a table, bed, chairs, and hundreds. No, thousands of books on bookshelves. She gestured towards the chairs.
"Sit, sit."
Rin and Shippou sat onto the chairs and watched as the woman pour out cups of tea for them. Handing one cup to each one, she sat down too.
"So, you've come to visit Burookunhaato."
"Hai, we heard rumors about it being a lovely place."
"And is it?"
"Hai." The lady chuckled at nothing in particular.
"I have seen many young lovers come here, not unlike yourselves. I have watched many lovers propose here, die here, or reject here. How ironic that I live here. Irony that I am old and loverless, no?" The lady had a crazed look. Too many years alone Rin figured.
Rin and Shippou chose not to answer. She smiled at the pair.
"There is a legend that goes with this valley's legacy. A sad, romantic legend of a pair of doomed lovers."
"Could we hear it?" Rin cut in. Shippou jabbed his elbow into her ribcage, Rin glared at him.
"Hai, it may take some time though."
"That's fine. We have all the time in the world!" Rin exclaimed.
The woman dazed off, "I'm not so sure about that." She whispered. She refocused her eyes, reverting from her dreamy state. And she began weaving her story together. Piece by piece, thread by thread.
"Here is the legend of a lover's sacrifice to save mankind, and the world as we know it, today. The legacy of love left by a pair, of the names, Kagome and Sesshoumaru. This is their legend. Monogatari no Gin'yoku (rough translation: Legend of the Silver Heartwings). A legacy of love that continues on, even to today."
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A/N: 1st chapter done! Yes! Should I continue?
By: devilsangel
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A/N: Here we go.
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~*Prologue*~
She stood at the tip of the overhanging cliff edge; waiting for the two she knew would come, to come. As she waited, she watched. She watched the orange rays of the setting sun touch the rapidly darkening edges of the lush, green forest. She watched the majestic bald eagle loop and swirl and dive through the air, an acrobat with wings. Watched the surrounding mountains cast dark, mysterious shadows onto the treetops. How many times she had done this, she no longer could remember. She memorized every detail, every moving thing, within her secluded domain in the mountains.
Breathing slowly, she settled down to meditate the next few hours away. Or, at least, until her newly discovered, and anticipated, couple reached her.
Letting her eyes roam over her forest once more, she settled down. Closing her eyes, and placing her hands on her thighs (palms up), she meditated.
Again.
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Rin was the first one to reach the flat cliff top. She stood, frozen in her tracks, reveling in the area's moonlit beauty.
"Wai, it's wonderful." She whispered and closed her eyes to inhale, deeply, the cold, crisp mountain air. Hearing some mumble curses behind her, she turned slowly and smiled cutely at the orange-haired teenager clambering up the rocks. Hanging on for dear life, to be more precise. He seemed to be having a somewhat difficult time. Rin giggled as he lost his hold and slipped down the rocky face to land on the ledge blow him. Again.
"Oi! When someone's having problems, you should try giving them a hand! RIN?!" he yelled up to her. Stifling a chuckle, Rin walked towards the edge and peered down at him. A jumble of pissed-off dirty clothes.
"Ne, Shippou-chan, grab hold of my hand." Shippou scowled and lunged at her hand. After much struggle, Rin managed to pull him up. Shippou's eyes were as wide as tea saucers with fear and panic. Rin burst out laughing.
"Feh, I could've climbed up that thing without your help." He stated haughtily, flashing her a brief, grateful smile before letting his pride take over.
"Of course, Shippou-chan. How could I ever doubt you?" Rin teased. Shippou growled and leaped towards her, tickling her. Rin squealed with laughter.
"St-St-Stop, Shipp-" She barely managed to say. Shippou obliged.
"Humph." Rin pouted turning her gaze away from him.
"C'mon, Rin. Let's get to the top of this."
"Sure! Race ya'!" Rin shouted and started to climb, once again. Shippou groaned and set off after her, tripping on a rock. He heard a pal of laughter ring down from above him. And he scowled. Girls these days. They find the most satisfaction in your failure. He always hated mountain climbing.
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"Wow." Shippou managed to squeak out. It was truly beautiful. There was no other place like this. A small, thin waterfall came out of a cave next to them, falling into crystal, clear waters below the cliff. The shining, bright stars twinkled in the night sky, reflecting on the water's surface. Setting a mood of melancholic tranquility.
"So this is Burookunhaato." Rin echoed Shippou's thoughts.
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She smiled to herself when she saw the couple reach the top of the cliff. The boy, Shippou was his name, seemed quite the character. Fun loving and handsome, he certainly suited the shy and lovely and athletic Rin very well. Deciding it was time to make her entrance, she stood up and dusted imaginary flecks of dirt of her black robe. And she exited the cave.
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Rin and Shippou heard a ruffling sound of silk behind them. They turned around to see the almost invisible swish of a black cloak. A woman materialized behind it, stepping regally into the moonlit. Her long, jet- black hair was held up in a high ponytail, stray strands dancing playfully in the unusual breeze surrounding her. She had a dark complexion, the only things not concerned in her black over-robe and the darkness, were her green eyes and the sparkling green emerald earrings on her ear lobes. She looked like a wise, experienced woman. Yet, she held a certain naivety about her. A strange and unusual feeling indeed. Rin, first to be shaken from stupor, spoke.
"Ohayou, nee-chan." The stranger nodded her head Rin's direction, accepting her salutation.
"Ah-Ah, nee-chan, would you like to share a supper with us?" Shippou stammered, at loss. Forgetting that they didn't even bring food. The lady's gaze, now turned towards him, was so intense that Shippou took an involuntary step backwards. He couldn't tear his gaze away from her cerulean green eyes. She blinked, he blinked, startled.
She laughed at his reaction to her entrance. Her musical laughter flowed onto a breeze, bouncing, echoing into the valley.
"Arigatou." The stranger winked at him and inclined, with a turn of her head, for them to follow her. She led them into the cave, lighting torches as they went deeper and deeper into its depths. At one point, the waterfall and their path separated ways. And they kept walking. They came into an irregularly lit cavern, with a table, bed, chairs, and hundreds. No, thousands of books on bookshelves. She gestured towards the chairs.
"Sit, sit."
Rin and Shippou sat onto the chairs and watched as the woman pour out cups of tea for them. Handing one cup to each one, she sat down too.
"So, you've come to visit Burookunhaato."
"Hai, we heard rumors about it being a lovely place."
"And is it?"
"Hai." The lady chuckled at nothing in particular.
"I have seen many young lovers come here, not unlike yourselves. I have watched many lovers propose here, die here, or reject here. How ironic that I live here. Irony that I am old and loverless, no?" The lady had a crazed look. Too many years alone Rin figured.
Rin and Shippou chose not to answer. She smiled at the pair.
"There is a legend that goes with this valley's legacy. A sad, romantic legend of a pair of doomed lovers."
"Could we hear it?" Rin cut in. Shippou jabbed his elbow into her ribcage, Rin glared at him.
"Hai, it may take some time though."
"That's fine. We have all the time in the world!" Rin exclaimed.
The woman dazed off, "I'm not so sure about that." She whispered. She refocused her eyes, reverting from her dreamy state. And she began weaving her story together. Piece by piece, thread by thread.
"Here is the legend of a lover's sacrifice to save mankind, and the world as we know it, today. The legacy of love left by a pair, of the names, Kagome and Sesshoumaru. This is their legend. Monogatari no Gin'yoku (rough translation: Legend of the Silver Heartwings). A legacy of love that continues on, even to today."
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A/N: 1st chapter done! Yes! Should I continue?
