Intuition of the Heart
Scroll Two
Kagome stood slowly, her fingers twitching with a tremendous power, the energy crackling around her slender appendages. Sesshomaru noticed this, but the others did not. They were bug youkai. Centepieds, to be exact. Kagome leapt from her position close to Sesshomaru to the direct center of the three youkai. He watched as the first lunged forwards, she moved gracefully to the right, her hand coming down, to touch the youkai, purifying it to nothing. She suddenly sensed she was surrounded by more than two youkai, she was surrounded by seventy. They all lunged at the same time, she purified the first twenty, but her power was starting to wear her out. She paused for a moment trying to catch her breath, the air was raggedly torn from her lungs, violently and painfully. A fine sheen of sweat coated her skin, in spite of the harsh cold.
She moved to the left, to the left again, then to the right, she leapt up, then ducked. Then the leader got her, it's fangs sank into her arm, ripping it from her body. But being purified in the process. Sesshomaru had had enough, he was up and at the throats of the youkai with in seconds, all of them dead, and ash in a minute. He carefully approached the Miko, as she stood, shivering uncontrollably. Blood poured from more wounds than just her arm. He reached her, and she passed out, into his arms. He gave a frankly, frightened yelp, and looked down at the girl. The cold mask melted, the cruel and uncaring façade fell. He cradled her gently against his chest as he picked her up. No one, saw the blur that was the taiyoukai of the Western lands. He came up into his mansion, the vast spread of buildings and houses. He raced to the west wing, quickly to the healing compounds.
"Shinji! Shinji! Get your blue behind out here now!" Roared Sesshomaru. A tiny old woman, with blue skin and white hair, shot from the corner, in a hurry.
"What, you old fool?" She snapped. Then took one look at the bloody Kagome and shrieked, she pulled Kagome from his grasp and whisked her away into the healing chambers. The doors shut and locked behind her. So Sesshomaru was stuck pacing outside. He was worried about a human! And the human he was trying to kill before. But he never went for her, only for InuYasha. And the monk when he decided to get in the way. But never the miko or Youkai exterminator, nor the kitsune. He may be the ruthless, cold, cruel, and merciless taiyoukai of the West, but he would never harm a woman or a child.
Sesshomaru sighed heavily. He then slid from the healing chambers, and walked quickly towards his study. He turned a corner and was nearly tackled by a bright, cheerful little dark haired, dark eyed girl.
"Papa! How are." She trailed off, she smelt blood, it was his and someone elses. A woman's.
"Papa! You were hurt! But.how..? You?" She was worried, she franticly searched him and found no scratch on his skin, but blood did stain the blanket around his hips. She looked up tearfully up at him and he held the girl close, stroking her back to calm her.
In the healing chambers, Kagome's eyes snapped open, and adjusted instantly to the lighting, or lack of. She sat upright and looked at herself franticly.
"Oh my god, I'm alive? I have an arm!" She said softly, calming her mind with reassuringly. She felt so.different. She frankly, was scared. She suddenly noticed the woman in the corner, Shinji. She was out of the bed and crouched low her eyes slits, aglow with power, in a second. Shinji squealed in delight.
"My my, dear! You are much more than before! You are opened. You have your powers." The old woman, said. Kagome blinked and looked at her self in the mirror beside her on the wall. Her eyes grew wide. Her eyes, weren't violet-gray anymore. They were gold amber, her skin milky pale. Her eye brows were perfect arches, her lips vermilion red. Her black hair turned curly and ankle length. She gasped, and shook her head, rubbing the heels of her palms into her eyes, trying to clear the image. When she looked at herself again, she saw the exact same image. She tried desperately to try to figure out why she was.a.Youkai.
-Flashback-
Kagome saw the three youkai around her, but felt many others. She dodged and purified the first, then the real fight began. She made it safely through the first twelve youkai, but then the leader, ripped her arm from her, by coiling himself around her ankles, his teeth had sunk into her arm, ripping the appendage from it's socket. She had been weakened by the lack of blood, but could continue because of the Shikon no Tama, but that was draining her powers. She felt poison in her, and she couldn't do a damn thing about it. Kagome, purified fourteen more, before one stealthed youkai attacked. She blacked out after the first wave of pain invaded her brain. The last thing she saw before the shadows consumed her totally, was Sesshomaru, fighting. The last words she could make out were.
"Get your filthy tentacles off my woman."
-End Flashback-
No, no. None of that would have made her youkai, it would have just made her.well. frankly, dead. But there she stood, with an indigo ten pointed star burst on her forehead, and two crimson slashes on each pale cheek. Her pale slender fingers touched the reflection of herself in the mirror, it was real. She then noticed Shinji. She rounded on the old woman, with a very unlady like growl. She had never even noticed the sharply pointed, elven like ears, that twitched with noises heard a distance away.
"Busu, tell me how in the seven fricken' hells did I get like this!" She yelled, the loud noise echoing violently through the large chambers, the sound hurt her sensitive ears, and she winced slightly. Her deadly narrowed gaze never leaving the old woman.
Shinji smiled, and patted the girl's shoulder, making Kagome sit on the futon.
"Well jou-chan, I brought you back to life. You should say thank you, before you berate me for making you a demon." Shinji stated, as if a two year old pup would know. That only earned her a very violent growl. The old woman stuck her tounge out at her, and shrugged slightly, clasping her hands behind her back.
"I healed your body but couldn't bring your soul and power back without a bit of blood, and the only blood I had was, Sesshomaru's." Shinji said softly. She hoped the girl wouldn't go ballistic. She was surprised when the girl simply nodded, and sighed softly. But Shinji never told her that the girl was not a inu-youkai. She was something much different. Shinji feared, she created a new youkai, one that couldn't be classified. Shinji watched the girl, with a soft gleam in her eyes. She crouched before Kagome, and watched her.
"Young one, I want you to know, you are still unique. You are still, good, in its purest form. You are still the one every youkai fears." Shinji said, not letting anything slip that might cause either her or Sesshomaru, trouble. She knew better than to let her guard down in the presence of the feared Shikon no tama Miko, now the most feared Youkai. She had no doubt something good, and bad would come from this. She just didn't know what.
Scroll Two
Kagome stood slowly, her fingers twitching with a tremendous power, the energy crackling around her slender appendages. Sesshomaru noticed this, but the others did not. They were bug youkai. Centepieds, to be exact. Kagome leapt from her position close to Sesshomaru to the direct center of the three youkai. He watched as the first lunged forwards, she moved gracefully to the right, her hand coming down, to touch the youkai, purifying it to nothing. She suddenly sensed she was surrounded by more than two youkai, she was surrounded by seventy. They all lunged at the same time, she purified the first twenty, but her power was starting to wear her out. She paused for a moment trying to catch her breath, the air was raggedly torn from her lungs, violently and painfully. A fine sheen of sweat coated her skin, in spite of the harsh cold.
She moved to the left, to the left again, then to the right, she leapt up, then ducked. Then the leader got her, it's fangs sank into her arm, ripping it from her body. But being purified in the process. Sesshomaru had had enough, he was up and at the throats of the youkai with in seconds, all of them dead, and ash in a minute. He carefully approached the Miko, as she stood, shivering uncontrollably. Blood poured from more wounds than just her arm. He reached her, and she passed out, into his arms. He gave a frankly, frightened yelp, and looked down at the girl. The cold mask melted, the cruel and uncaring façade fell. He cradled her gently against his chest as he picked her up. No one, saw the blur that was the taiyoukai of the Western lands. He came up into his mansion, the vast spread of buildings and houses. He raced to the west wing, quickly to the healing compounds.
"Shinji! Shinji! Get your blue behind out here now!" Roared Sesshomaru. A tiny old woman, with blue skin and white hair, shot from the corner, in a hurry.
"What, you old fool?" She snapped. Then took one look at the bloody Kagome and shrieked, she pulled Kagome from his grasp and whisked her away into the healing chambers. The doors shut and locked behind her. So Sesshomaru was stuck pacing outside. He was worried about a human! And the human he was trying to kill before. But he never went for her, only for InuYasha. And the monk when he decided to get in the way. But never the miko or Youkai exterminator, nor the kitsune. He may be the ruthless, cold, cruel, and merciless taiyoukai of the West, but he would never harm a woman or a child.
Sesshomaru sighed heavily. He then slid from the healing chambers, and walked quickly towards his study. He turned a corner and was nearly tackled by a bright, cheerful little dark haired, dark eyed girl.
"Papa! How are." She trailed off, she smelt blood, it was his and someone elses. A woman's.
"Papa! You were hurt! But.how..? You?" She was worried, she franticly searched him and found no scratch on his skin, but blood did stain the blanket around his hips. She looked up tearfully up at him and he held the girl close, stroking her back to calm her.
In the healing chambers, Kagome's eyes snapped open, and adjusted instantly to the lighting, or lack of. She sat upright and looked at herself franticly.
"Oh my god, I'm alive? I have an arm!" She said softly, calming her mind with reassuringly. She felt so.different. She frankly, was scared. She suddenly noticed the woman in the corner, Shinji. She was out of the bed and crouched low her eyes slits, aglow with power, in a second. Shinji squealed in delight.
"My my, dear! You are much more than before! You are opened. You have your powers." The old woman, said. Kagome blinked and looked at her self in the mirror beside her on the wall. Her eyes grew wide. Her eyes, weren't violet-gray anymore. They were gold amber, her skin milky pale. Her eye brows were perfect arches, her lips vermilion red. Her black hair turned curly and ankle length. She gasped, and shook her head, rubbing the heels of her palms into her eyes, trying to clear the image. When she looked at herself again, she saw the exact same image. She tried desperately to try to figure out why she was.a.Youkai.
-Flashback-
Kagome saw the three youkai around her, but felt many others. She dodged and purified the first, then the real fight began. She made it safely through the first twelve youkai, but then the leader, ripped her arm from her, by coiling himself around her ankles, his teeth had sunk into her arm, ripping the appendage from it's socket. She had been weakened by the lack of blood, but could continue because of the Shikon no Tama, but that was draining her powers. She felt poison in her, and she couldn't do a damn thing about it. Kagome, purified fourteen more, before one stealthed youkai attacked. She blacked out after the first wave of pain invaded her brain. The last thing she saw before the shadows consumed her totally, was Sesshomaru, fighting. The last words she could make out were.
"Get your filthy tentacles off my woman."
-End Flashback-
No, no. None of that would have made her youkai, it would have just made her.well. frankly, dead. But there she stood, with an indigo ten pointed star burst on her forehead, and two crimson slashes on each pale cheek. Her pale slender fingers touched the reflection of herself in the mirror, it was real. She then noticed Shinji. She rounded on the old woman, with a very unlady like growl. She had never even noticed the sharply pointed, elven like ears, that twitched with noises heard a distance away.
"Busu, tell me how in the seven fricken' hells did I get like this!" She yelled, the loud noise echoing violently through the large chambers, the sound hurt her sensitive ears, and she winced slightly. Her deadly narrowed gaze never leaving the old woman.
Shinji smiled, and patted the girl's shoulder, making Kagome sit on the futon.
"Well jou-chan, I brought you back to life. You should say thank you, before you berate me for making you a demon." Shinji stated, as if a two year old pup would know. That only earned her a very violent growl. The old woman stuck her tounge out at her, and shrugged slightly, clasping her hands behind her back.
"I healed your body but couldn't bring your soul and power back without a bit of blood, and the only blood I had was, Sesshomaru's." Shinji said softly. She hoped the girl wouldn't go ballistic. She was surprised when the girl simply nodded, and sighed softly. But Shinji never told her that the girl was not a inu-youkai. She was something much different. Shinji feared, she created a new youkai, one that couldn't be classified. Shinji watched the girl, with a soft gleam in her eyes. She crouched before Kagome, and watched her.
"Young one, I want you to know, you are still unique. You are still, good, in its purest form. You are still the one every youkai fears." Shinji said, not letting anything slip that might cause either her or Sesshomaru, trouble. She knew better than to let her guard down in the presence of the feared Shikon no tama Miko, now the most feared Youkai. She had no doubt something good, and bad would come from this. She just didn't know what.