Prologue: Early Life, Such as I remember
Disclaimer: No I don't own Inuyasha, but I'm thinking everyone already knew that. ^.^
I stood by my father's door, trails of salt drying on either cheek, listening. I pressed my ear to it. My clawed hand was flat against it, my fingertips reading, absently, the grain of the oak. I was careful to stand far enough from the door: the shuffle of my feet or some slight shadow I'd cast my betray my presence. I could sense no other tears, surly I had thought my father to grieve at the words I was hearing. My mother was dead. I tried pressing myself harder against the door of the overwhelmed chamber, hearing the breathing of the demons that lay within, yet within the overwhelming stench of the demons arose the scent of lavender. The origin of the scent I did not know, nor did I recognize it. It wasn't saddened, distressed, no. Tears, yes I knew they were foreign to this person's eyes, the presence in which lay within no demon, yet a human. Yet whether it was a man or a woman I could not tell, awaiting the voice of my father who had since the tale of my mother's death remained within silence as if he were muted with sorrow.
" You're sure you saw this?" His voice! I concentrated my hearing upon his one, solitary voice, thinking at that moment I could hear nothing more.
" Yes my lord." The voice of a feeble demonservent arose from the husky breath of his superiors, fear entangled within the respect the hung amid his hushed voice. I suppressed my need to cry out, to sob openly of the loss in which I knew if I hadn't been there would have been kept swiftly from my ears. I stood as rigid as a statuette, mimicking those in which adorned the palace in which I lived. I could hear the demons speak amongst themselves yet I could not pinpoint what each was saying, feeling tears bleed once more from my pain stabbed eyes, wanting nothing more then to throw myself into death with my mother. That, I knew, were I would find her. I was but a child of nine years, unbeknownst to me that my mother would thus never return to me.
I hushed myself once the demons within the room silenced themselves, perhaps it was I in which they sought. I had since pulled myself from the oak door of my father's chamber, and was leaning parallel to the wall. I encompassed my bleeding eyes within my palms, tears becoming pools in which rose to my lips, causing me to taste them. It wad then I no longer cared if I was to be found, no longer worried how it would anger my father to see me eavesdropping and sobbing. Tears, I had never known such anguish, and thought perhaps I would never know it again. Curling myself into a tight ball, hearing delicate footsteps down the corridor. I gazed up to see Yukina softly running toward me. I saw her through unseeing eyes, a mask of tears in which protected the sight of her own. I had known she was close by now, and with her embellished hearing and scent I knew she knew I was present also. She bent before me, placing her hands on either sides of my shoulders. Resting her forehead softly upon mine, her silver bangs invading mine, holding me close to her.
Surly it was salt in which I sensed from her eyes, as she rocked me like mother used to do. Yukina, my elder sister, brought with her her own angst and thus we bared the burden together. I could her footsteps walk to the entrance of my father's chamber, seeing it open half ajar, yet seeing no one, as if in invitation. My sister gathered me within her arms, and thus we walked within the horde of demons. I felt Yukina grasp me with both hands, knowing her gaze encased that of our father's.
" Yukina, why hadn't you come for Setsuna earlier, before I spoke of your mother's death?" Was his question, yet there was no sorrow to behold, just fury. His tone seemed somewhat amused.
" It is your lips such things are meant to spill from. If you wished to spare her the grief then why hadn't you retrieved her yourself?" I felt myself shift within Yukina's embrace, feathering over the many eyes in which watched on in silence. It was then I found the human, it was woman wrapped within the finest robes in which I had only seen upon mother herself. In fact they were her robes! Though washed her scent still lingered.
" Setsuna, you must understand I..." He knew well where my gaze was cast, watching his lips upturn into a crescent. " I had known of your mother's death long ago, yet knowing you were out within the corridor I spoke of it without having to tell you directly."
" So did you jump right into it, or did you wait a week out of respect for the dead?" Yukina's voice urged forth, sending narrowed emerald eyes toward the object of her growing impatience. She continued thanks to the stares the demons around her were directing. " So, is it this human in which you have chosen?" I grasped my sister tighter at her words. Father choosing another mate so soon? A human at that.
" Do not settle such eyes upon me Yukina! It is not of your authority to send justice to me! I will do as I please!" His ebony locks hung low over the wide emerald eyes in which lay beneath. As if I were staring into the mirror to Yukina's eyes. I felt tears stream down upon my cheeks, stained crimson from sobbing. I buried my face thus into Yukina's protective embrace, hearing father's voice encase about me. " Yukina. I now appoint you as mother to Setsuna understand?" Was it true? Had father truly appointed Yukina as mother's substitute, her replacement?
" We need to hear no more." Came Yukina's voice, watching from behind my sister's should the human's eyes cast heavily upon mine. I had sensed something about her, something in which I could not explain.
" Yukina?"
" Hmm?"
" That human, there was something different in her." I felt Yukina wince at my words, her nod being felt upon my neck.
" Yes, you see Setsuna, that human..." Her voice faded away like a dying flame, I, myself, trying to rekindle that flame.
" What of her sister?" She remained within her silence for a moment, until a sigh protruded from her lips, and she spoke.
" The human is with child." She spat out, full of rage, of fury. " That human will live here now." Of course at that moment I did not understand. My father, the demon lord of the East, taking a human mate? My sister was sixteen, still a child herself, how could father set her with such a responsibility? Why couldn't the human care for me? Of course, now since the human was with child I would have a little..I wasn't entirely sure what the child could be. Human? Youkai? I heard Yukina's voice as is if she had read my very thoughts.
" You see the child will be a hanyou. A human, demon mutt." She spat with clenched teeth. Mutt. The word was spoken with such odium. " A half- breed."
" A half-breed..." I repeated, still unable to understand, yet I would know in nine months wouldn't I?
In nine months I would have a sister. Adrazu by the human Areiza. A
small ebony haired creature in which I would learn was the valley in father's affections. His touch soft to her, unlike the emotionless caresses and embraces he gave to my sister and I. The object of my jealousy. And the
human in which I knew would be my introduction to hatred, both hers and
mine.
A/N: Alright the Prologue is boring but it is needed for the story to evolve. Hope you like this story as much as Ruins! ^.~ Review! Please..( Gives puppy eyes )
Disclaimer: No I don't own Inuyasha, but I'm thinking everyone already knew that. ^.^
I stood by my father's door, trails of salt drying on either cheek, listening. I pressed my ear to it. My clawed hand was flat against it, my fingertips reading, absently, the grain of the oak. I was careful to stand far enough from the door: the shuffle of my feet or some slight shadow I'd cast my betray my presence. I could sense no other tears, surly I had thought my father to grieve at the words I was hearing. My mother was dead. I tried pressing myself harder against the door of the overwhelmed chamber, hearing the breathing of the demons that lay within, yet within the overwhelming stench of the demons arose the scent of lavender. The origin of the scent I did not know, nor did I recognize it. It wasn't saddened, distressed, no. Tears, yes I knew they were foreign to this person's eyes, the presence in which lay within no demon, yet a human. Yet whether it was a man or a woman I could not tell, awaiting the voice of my father who had since the tale of my mother's death remained within silence as if he were muted with sorrow.
" You're sure you saw this?" His voice! I concentrated my hearing upon his one, solitary voice, thinking at that moment I could hear nothing more.
" Yes my lord." The voice of a feeble demonservent arose from the husky breath of his superiors, fear entangled within the respect the hung amid his hushed voice. I suppressed my need to cry out, to sob openly of the loss in which I knew if I hadn't been there would have been kept swiftly from my ears. I stood as rigid as a statuette, mimicking those in which adorned the palace in which I lived. I could hear the demons speak amongst themselves yet I could not pinpoint what each was saying, feeling tears bleed once more from my pain stabbed eyes, wanting nothing more then to throw myself into death with my mother. That, I knew, were I would find her. I was but a child of nine years, unbeknownst to me that my mother would thus never return to me.
I hushed myself once the demons within the room silenced themselves, perhaps it was I in which they sought. I had since pulled myself from the oak door of my father's chamber, and was leaning parallel to the wall. I encompassed my bleeding eyes within my palms, tears becoming pools in which rose to my lips, causing me to taste them. It wad then I no longer cared if I was to be found, no longer worried how it would anger my father to see me eavesdropping and sobbing. Tears, I had never known such anguish, and thought perhaps I would never know it again. Curling myself into a tight ball, hearing delicate footsteps down the corridor. I gazed up to see Yukina softly running toward me. I saw her through unseeing eyes, a mask of tears in which protected the sight of her own. I had known she was close by now, and with her embellished hearing and scent I knew she knew I was present also. She bent before me, placing her hands on either sides of my shoulders. Resting her forehead softly upon mine, her silver bangs invading mine, holding me close to her.
Surly it was salt in which I sensed from her eyes, as she rocked me like mother used to do. Yukina, my elder sister, brought with her her own angst and thus we bared the burden together. I could her footsteps walk to the entrance of my father's chamber, seeing it open half ajar, yet seeing no one, as if in invitation. My sister gathered me within her arms, and thus we walked within the horde of demons. I felt Yukina grasp me with both hands, knowing her gaze encased that of our father's.
" Yukina, why hadn't you come for Setsuna earlier, before I spoke of your mother's death?" Was his question, yet there was no sorrow to behold, just fury. His tone seemed somewhat amused.
" It is your lips such things are meant to spill from. If you wished to spare her the grief then why hadn't you retrieved her yourself?" I felt myself shift within Yukina's embrace, feathering over the many eyes in which watched on in silence. It was then I found the human, it was woman wrapped within the finest robes in which I had only seen upon mother herself. In fact they were her robes! Though washed her scent still lingered.
" Setsuna, you must understand I..." He knew well where my gaze was cast, watching his lips upturn into a crescent. " I had known of your mother's death long ago, yet knowing you were out within the corridor I spoke of it without having to tell you directly."
" So did you jump right into it, or did you wait a week out of respect for the dead?" Yukina's voice urged forth, sending narrowed emerald eyes toward the object of her growing impatience. She continued thanks to the stares the demons around her were directing. " So, is it this human in which you have chosen?" I grasped my sister tighter at her words. Father choosing another mate so soon? A human at that.
" Do not settle such eyes upon me Yukina! It is not of your authority to send justice to me! I will do as I please!" His ebony locks hung low over the wide emerald eyes in which lay beneath. As if I were staring into the mirror to Yukina's eyes. I felt tears stream down upon my cheeks, stained crimson from sobbing. I buried my face thus into Yukina's protective embrace, hearing father's voice encase about me. " Yukina. I now appoint you as mother to Setsuna understand?" Was it true? Had father truly appointed Yukina as mother's substitute, her replacement?
" We need to hear no more." Came Yukina's voice, watching from behind my sister's should the human's eyes cast heavily upon mine. I had sensed something about her, something in which I could not explain.
" Yukina?"
" Hmm?"
" That human, there was something different in her." I felt Yukina wince at my words, her nod being felt upon my neck.
" Yes, you see Setsuna, that human..." Her voice faded away like a dying flame, I, myself, trying to rekindle that flame.
" What of her sister?" She remained within her silence for a moment, until a sigh protruded from her lips, and she spoke.
" The human is with child." She spat out, full of rage, of fury. " That human will live here now." Of course at that moment I did not understand. My father, the demon lord of the East, taking a human mate? My sister was sixteen, still a child herself, how could father set her with such a responsibility? Why couldn't the human care for me? Of course, now since the human was with child I would have a little..I wasn't entirely sure what the child could be. Human? Youkai? I heard Yukina's voice as is if she had read my very thoughts.
" You see the child will be a hanyou. A human, demon mutt." She spat with clenched teeth. Mutt. The word was spoken with such odium. " A half- breed."
" A half-breed..." I repeated, still unable to understand, yet I would know in nine months wouldn't I?
In nine months I would have a sister. Adrazu by the human Areiza. A
small ebony haired creature in which I would learn was the valley in father's affections. His touch soft to her, unlike the emotionless caresses and embraces he gave to my sister and I. The object of my jealousy. And the
human in which I knew would be my introduction to hatred, both hers and
mine.
A/N: Alright the Prologue is boring but it is needed for the story to evolve. Hope you like this story as much as Ruins! ^.~ Review! Please..( Gives puppy eyes )
