Silver God
I do not own Inuyasha or any of it's characters.
Chapter 3:The Mystery Solved
The walk that only took her 30mins back to the village now took almost an hour. Arena was tired and on the brink of passing out. She was leaving a nice bloody trail for all the demons to smell. She had to fight at least 7 lowly demons on the way there.
If she fought one more she would more than likely be killed. She had no more strength and was having a hard enough time walking let alone pick up her sword. She knew that if she didn't get there soon she was a goner. Not only that she could barely see because of the loss of blood. Much to her surprise she could hear the gentle hum of her mother cooking in the kitchen.
'I have a little further to go. I can do it.'
Baku had just got finished with his daily training. He had successfully thought the young children how to kick right. Out of nowhere he got the feeling that something wasn't right. He didn't know how right he was. But he was soon to figure it out when he saw his daughter stumble and fall right in the middle of the clearing. He ran as if his life depended on it.
But what he saw made him become angry and scared. There lying in front of him was his daughter on the brink of death. She was paler than usual and cold. When he turned her over his eyes went over her head to toe.
When his eyes rose to her left shoulder his fear became a desperate cry from it. She had a big gash and her clothes were drenched in blood. From the looks of it she was attacked. With out a second thought he picked her up and yelled orders to his wife and took his daughter inside.
"How is she?" said an upset Baku.
"She has a high fever. And she has an infection in her wound. All we can do now is try to get the fever down and clean the wound every day. Than..." said the medicine man not wanting to discourage the family with what he was about to say.
"Than what?"
Baku couldn't stand it he was so afraid of what was to come.
"Hope and pray for a good recovery. I am sorry."
It was know that if the priest was to say those words it was unlikely that the person would make it. Upon hearing these words Mel began to break off into tears.
"No not my daughter no!"
In the other room was a shocked Trista. She knew her sister was a great warrior and for her to be hurt this bad was unthinkable. She must have come up to a very strong demon. Trista than put her head into her hands.
Trista was the oldest of the sisters. She was slim and had a great figure with a heavenly face. She had sky blue eyes and long black hair, which she had gotten from her mom. Her eyes she got from her dad. Trista wasn't much of a jealous type but when it came to her sister she was very jealous.
To Trista, Arena had it all she was strong and pretty. Not only that she was able to have people see the real her. But when she smiled full heartedly she look beautifier than even her.
Arena was very slim but had a great figure and was cut and trimmed in the right places. All from her training. She had long silky midnight blue hair, which she got from her father. And crimson red eyes from her mother. Trista wanted to be so much like her.
She wanted her father to look at her the way he did Arena, proud and happy. But she knew she could never be like her. But even behind her jealousy she loved her sister with all her heart. And to see her like this was hurting her more inside.
A distance away a low growl could be heard. Than a big humming sound. Sesshomaru had broken free from the trap by using his Tensaga.
"Now that nigen will die." In a swift movement he was gone and out of sight. After a few minutes of watching he saw where he was.
"The village of the Taracos.." the words had came off his lips like butter.
Sesshomaru was so surprised that he had fought one of them and was able to come out with a scratch.
Sesshomaru than decided that he would wait till she was better for him to kill her. He wanted to beat one of the legendary ninjas when they were fit and at top shape.
"My little one I hope you make it. The priest says you might not but I know you, you are a fighter and I know that you wont give up so easily."
In the tree branch Sesshomaru sat lessoning to what he woman had said. That will not do she has to be living in order to fight me. Sesshomaru than waited for the older wench to leave before he entered. Silently he jumped throw the window that happened to be open to help with her fever.
Slowly and silently he took out Tensaga and sliced across her shoulder that was injured. He than leaned in to where his lips where right by her ear and whispered,
"I and only I will defeat you. So you must live so that I can kill you woman..."
"What I thought I heard something."
Said Mel after opening her daughter's door to find an empty room. But she didn't see a pair of golden eyes watching her every move and the girl that lay in bed. He was watching her steady breathing.
'I will only be the one to have the pleasure of killing you.'
I do not own Inuyasha or any of it's characters.
Chapter 3:The Mystery Solved
The walk that only took her 30mins back to the village now took almost an hour. Arena was tired and on the brink of passing out. She was leaving a nice bloody trail for all the demons to smell. She had to fight at least 7 lowly demons on the way there.
If she fought one more she would more than likely be killed. She had no more strength and was having a hard enough time walking let alone pick up her sword. She knew that if she didn't get there soon she was a goner. Not only that she could barely see because of the loss of blood. Much to her surprise she could hear the gentle hum of her mother cooking in the kitchen.
'I have a little further to go. I can do it.'
Baku had just got finished with his daily training. He had successfully thought the young children how to kick right. Out of nowhere he got the feeling that something wasn't right. He didn't know how right he was. But he was soon to figure it out when he saw his daughter stumble and fall right in the middle of the clearing. He ran as if his life depended on it.
But what he saw made him become angry and scared. There lying in front of him was his daughter on the brink of death. She was paler than usual and cold. When he turned her over his eyes went over her head to toe.
When his eyes rose to her left shoulder his fear became a desperate cry from it. She had a big gash and her clothes were drenched in blood. From the looks of it she was attacked. With out a second thought he picked her up and yelled orders to his wife and took his daughter inside.
"How is she?" said an upset Baku.
"She has a high fever. And she has an infection in her wound. All we can do now is try to get the fever down and clean the wound every day. Than..." said the medicine man not wanting to discourage the family with what he was about to say.
"Than what?"
Baku couldn't stand it he was so afraid of what was to come.
"Hope and pray for a good recovery. I am sorry."
It was know that if the priest was to say those words it was unlikely that the person would make it. Upon hearing these words Mel began to break off into tears.
"No not my daughter no!"
In the other room was a shocked Trista. She knew her sister was a great warrior and for her to be hurt this bad was unthinkable. She must have come up to a very strong demon. Trista than put her head into her hands.
Trista was the oldest of the sisters. She was slim and had a great figure with a heavenly face. She had sky blue eyes and long black hair, which she had gotten from her mom. Her eyes she got from her dad. Trista wasn't much of a jealous type but when it came to her sister she was very jealous.
To Trista, Arena had it all she was strong and pretty. Not only that she was able to have people see the real her. But when she smiled full heartedly she look beautifier than even her.
Arena was very slim but had a great figure and was cut and trimmed in the right places. All from her training. She had long silky midnight blue hair, which she got from her father. And crimson red eyes from her mother. Trista wanted to be so much like her.
She wanted her father to look at her the way he did Arena, proud and happy. But she knew she could never be like her. But even behind her jealousy she loved her sister with all her heart. And to see her like this was hurting her more inside.
A distance away a low growl could be heard. Than a big humming sound. Sesshomaru had broken free from the trap by using his Tensaga.
"Now that nigen will die." In a swift movement he was gone and out of sight. After a few minutes of watching he saw where he was.
"The village of the Taracos.." the words had came off his lips like butter.
Sesshomaru was so surprised that he had fought one of them and was able to come out with a scratch.
Sesshomaru than decided that he would wait till she was better for him to kill her. He wanted to beat one of the legendary ninjas when they were fit and at top shape.
"My little one I hope you make it. The priest says you might not but I know you, you are a fighter and I know that you wont give up so easily."
In the tree branch Sesshomaru sat lessoning to what he woman had said. That will not do she has to be living in order to fight me. Sesshomaru than waited for the older wench to leave before he entered. Silently he jumped throw the window that happened to be open to help with her fever.
Slowly and silently he took out Tensaga and sliced across her shoulder that was injured. He than leaned in to where his lips where right by her ear and whispered,
"I and only I will defeat you. So you must live so that I can kill you woman..."
"What I thought I heard something."
Said Mel after opening her daughter's door to find an empty room. But she didn't see a pair of golden eyes watching her every move and the girl that lay in bed. He was watching her steady breathing.
'I will only be the one to have the pleasure of killing you.'