DISCLAIMER- (I forgot to do this. I do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters in the Anime or Manga.)
The first chapter was kind of rambling IMO. I just wanted to get the characters in a comfortable position to begin telling stories and the like. I felt nighttime was as good as any and the moon was shining brightly and everyone was at peace with each other. Well the story continues here...
"Inuyahsa." Kagome whispered.
"What?" grunted the hanyou in response.
"Why don't you tell me something about you as a kid??" she murmured sleepily.
Miroku stiffened. Discussing his past was not one of Inuyahsa's favorite subjects, and he avoided it at all costs. However, there was something about the atmosphere hanging around them, and the way in which Kagome had asked the question, softly, yet imploring, that made the hanyou decide to at least oblige her.
The earliest memories Inuyasha had were of him, still a young pup of ten, racing Seshoumaru across a field of grass. They were headed towards the castle, a white and red blur that cut a swathe through the emerald- green meadows of his father's lands, the Western Lands. The speed with which they moved was amazing, even for youkai they were remarkably fast. It was apparent, however, that Seshoumaru was faster, much faster, than Inuyasha.
They approached a forest that separated the meadow from their father's castle.
"Seshoumaru, wait!" yelled the pup in annoyance. His arrogant brother was showing off again, why on earth couldn't he just wait for him?
Seshoumaru looked back at his half-brother in disgust and sped on further ahead. His brother was so slow, why did he have to be so slow, and why on earth did he always have a different scent than other youkai?
As soon as they hit the forest, Seshoumaru took a mighty leap and landed on a nearby tree. He glanced behind at Inuyasha. Inuyasha looked up at his brother, took a leap, and fell!
Seshoumaru snorted in disgust and leapt away. Disgruntled, Inuyasha got up and decided against trying to get to the trees...yet. He ran along the forest grounds, all the while grumbling to himself and looking up enviously at his youkai brother who was jumping from tree to tree with ease.
The forest seemed to go on forever. The little hanyou was getting tired already, traveling at such speeds as he and his brother were doing, was something he was not used to. However, he looked up at Seshoumaru who looked untired. This spurred him on.
"The bastard! I bet he's tired and just trying to annoy me." He said, not very far from the truth. Being full youkai, Seshoumaru had more endurance than his half-youkai brother. However, he himself was getting tired and wished the forest were not so large.
At that moment, he felt a very ominous presence in the air, the scent in the air had changed. Now, mixed with the smells of the forest, was another scent that was strange to him . Looking up into the trees, he saw that Seshoumaru himself had felt the same thing. Something was definitely wrong here. He saw a stirring in the nearby bushes and his eyes darted to the direction of the sound.
Out of the bushes stalked a large serpent-youkai its red eyes gleaming with hate and bloodlust. He held a long, curved scimitar in his hand and a leather whip in the other. Out of the surrounding bushes stalked four others of the same species.
Seshoumaru had jumped down from the tree and landed beside his brother. His claws grew more prominent and a greenish vapor arose from them.
Inuyasha was at first taken aback, but then he too was ready for the fight that was about to ensue.
These serpent-youkai were a constant problem in the Western Lands, raiding villages and attacking humans and lesser youkai. However, never had they dared attack any youkai whom they knew was of some importance in the kingdom. This was what surprised Seshoumaru but he was ready for them however.
Seshoumaru looked at them coldy, he unclenched his tightly balled fists. Slowly, a greenish vaor ozzed from his fingertips. He had inherited this gift from his father, the ability to secrete poison from his claws and fangs.
Inuyahsa stood facing the first serpent-youkai, ready as always, for battle. His claws had grown out and were now razor-sharp daggers at the end of each finger-tip.
With a deadly roar, the first serpent lunged for Seshoumaru. He looked on as the demon rushed at him, arm raised in the air ready to slice him in two with his scimitar. Seshoumaru tensed, as soon as the serpent had gotten within striking distance, he flew towards him. The vapor had now solidified into a liquid which oozed and dripped from his fingertips.
Seshoumaru felt his fingertips sink into the soft throat of the youkai that attacked him. The poison immediately took effect, coursing throught he blood of the demon and sending him into jerking fits of agony and eventually, death. It would take years before Seshoumaru would learn to fuse the vapors on his fingertips, into a whip capable of slicing an opponent in several places in the twinkle of an eye and the flick of his wrists.
Inuyasha, always one for action, had rushed at his assailant. His claws were fully drawn and glinted. He felt the blood pouring into his head, the blood of the youkai was calling out to him and he could clearly hear the heartbeat of life of the demon in front of him. He raised his arms high in the air, seeking to extinguish that heartbet, and brought it slashing down on the rampaging youkai. The down-ward slash of inuyasha's claws left a trace of bright slashes of light in the air. The serpent- youkai lay before him, sliced into several places. This was the move Inuyasha would later call his Iron Reaver.
The other youkai, seeing the deaths of their comrades, immediately flew into a frenzied rage and rushed at the two brothers, scimitars raised in the air, ready to hack and slash until their enemies lay at their feet in unrecognizable pieces of bloody meat.
At that moment they both felt an enormous presence bearing down on them. Inuyahsa felt a large, clawed hand grab him up by the scruff of his neck, it also grabbed Seshoumaru and lifted them both into the safety of a nearby tree.
Sugumi, the great Inu-youkai and Taiyoukai of the Western Lands, looked on with cold disdain, , as the serpents circled the tree hissing. Their eyes were redder then usual and filled with an intense bloodlust.
Sugumi gripped the hilt of Tetsuiga, which lay, strapped to his belt, on his left. He made to draw out he sword but stopped midway. Why use Tetsuiga on vermin sucha s these!
Leaping from the tree, he landed softly in the middle of the roving pack of serpents. They hissed in anger and rushed him all at once.
Not batting an eyelid, Sugumi easily dodged all their slashes and cuts. He weaved in and out of them with such ease, which seemed to madden the serpents all the more. So fast was he, that he seemed to be in several places than one; a serpent would slash, thinking he had cleaved his foe in two, but Sugumi appeared as if by magic behind it.
Eventually he decided enough was enough! His claws had extended to twice their normal length and sharpness, and they now protruded from his finger-tips like razor-sharp daggers of steel.
Slash, slash! Two serpents lay dead in a move that was reminiscent of Inuyasha's Iron Reaver. Poison dripping from his claws, he grabbed hold of two other youkai by the throat in a vice like grip and dug his claws into their soft throats. Releasing them, they died in horrible, apoplexic fits of agony. Slashing and hacking away with his poison tipped claws, he lay waste to nearly the entire band of serpent youkai.
The other youkai, seeing as how powerful their foe was, gathered themselves and ran, all the while hissing their anger and fear at him.
Sugumi looked on with disgust and turned away from the bloody scene that he had caused. His two sons had fallen to his side fromt eh tree, and the three Inu-youkai walked away, leaving behind them the result of their supremacy as Inu-youkai.
Inuyasha stopped, clearly he had been drawn into something very deep and very private. This was a part of his life that he preferred not to go into, and yet...
Kagome shuddered at the tale that Inuyasha had just told her. No wonder the guy was so uptight and seemed angry, his earliest memories were ones filled with violence and blood! Shippo was now wide awake and dug himself deeper into Kagome's arms, shuddering at what he had just heard.
Miroku and Sango were both quiet after the little tale they just heard. The hanyou was letting them into a part of his life very few knew of, and they were happy to know that he was finally taking them into his confidence. Kagome stared intot he eyes of the hanyou, he seemed so vulnerable as he stared into the moonlight, lost in his memories.
The feelings of tenderness she felt for the half-youkai were even stronger this night. He had been through so much pain, ti was time he let someone in on his secrets, it was time he knew that he was cared for, loved even. She dug herself closer to him and whispered...
"Please don't stop Inuyahsa-"
Another chapter done with. I still don't know where am going with this Fic, all I know is there is a storyline of sorts here. If anyone does read it, thanks. If not C'est la vie (lol).
The first chapter was kind of rambling IMO. I just wanted to get the characters in a comfortable position to begin telling stories and the like. I felt nighttime was as good as any and the moon was shining brightly and everyone was at peace with each other. Well the story continues here...
"Inuyahsa." Kagome whispered.
"What?" grunted the hanyou in response.
"Why don't you tell me something about you as a kid??" she murmured sleepily.
Miroku stiffened. Discussing his past was not one of Inuyahsa's favorite subjects, and he avoided it at all costs. However, there was something about the atmosphere hanging around them, and the way in which Kagome had asked the question, softly, yet imploring, that made the hanyou decide to at least oblige her.
The earliest memories Inuyasha had were of him, still a young pup of ten, racing Seshoumaru across a field of grass. They were headed towards the castle, a white and red blur that cut a swathe through the emerald- green meadows of his father's lands, the Western Lands. The speed with which they moved was amazing, even for youkai they were remarkably fast. It was apparent, however, that Seshoumaru was faster, much faster, than Inuyasha.
They approached a forest that separated the meadow from their father's castle.
"Seshoumaru, wait!" yelled the pup in annoyance. His arrogant brother was showing off again, why on earth couldn't he just wait for him?
Seshoumaru looked back at his half-brother in disgust and sped on further ahead. His brother was so slow, why did he have to be so slow, and why on earth did he always have a different scent than other youkai?
As soon as they hit the forest, Seshoumaru took a mighty leap and landed on a nearby tree. He glanced behind at Inuyasha. Inuyasha looked up at his brother, took a leap, and fell!
Seshoumaru snorted in disgust and leapt away. Disgruntled, Inuyasha got up and decided against trying to get to the trees...yet. He ran along the forest grounds, all the while grumbling to himself and looking up enviously at his youkai brother who was jumping from tree to tree with ease.
The forest seemed to go on forever. The little hanyou was getting tired already, traveling at such speeds as he and his brother were doing, was something he was not used to. However, he looked up at Seshoumaru who looked untired. This spurred him on.
"The bastard! I bet he's tired and just trying to annoy me." He said, not very far from the truth. Being full youkai, Seshoumaru had more endurance than his half-youkai brother. However, he himself was getting tired and wished the forest were not so large.
At that moment, he felt a very ominous presence in the air, the scent in the air had changed. Now, mixed with the smells of the forest, was another scent that was strange to him . Looking up into the trees, he saw that Seshoumaru himself had felt the same thing. Something was definitely wrong here. He saw a stirring in the nearby bushes and his eyes darted to the direction of the sound.
Out of the bushes stalked a large serpent-youkai its red eyes gleaming with hate and bloodlust. He held a long, curved scimitar in his hand and a leather whip in the other. Out of the surrounding bushes stalked four others of the same species.
Seshoumaru had jumped down from the tree and landed beside his brother. His claws grew more prominent and a greenish vapor arose from them.
Inuyasha was at first taken aback, but then he too was ready for the fight that was about to ensue.
These serpent-youkai were a constant problem in the Western Lands, raiding villages and attacking humans and lesser youkai. However, never had they dared attack any youkai whom they knew was of some importance in the kingdom. This was what surprised Seshoumaru but he was ready for them however.
Seshoumaru looked at them coldy, he unclenched his tightly balled fists. Slowly, a greenish vaor ozzed from his fingertips. He had inherited this gift from his father, the ability to secrete poison from his claws and fangs.
Inuyahsa stood facing the first serpent-youkai, ready as always, for battle. His claws had grown out and were now razor-sharp daggers at the end of each finger-tip.
With a deadly roar, the first serpent lunged for Seshoumaru. He looked on as the demon rushed at him, arm raised in the air ready to slice him in two with his scimitar. Seshoumaru tensed, as soon as the serpent had gotten within striking distance, he flew towards him. The vapor had now solidified into a liquid which oozed and dripped from his fingertips.
Seshoumaru felt his fingertips sink into the soft throat of the youkai that attacked him. The poison immediately took effect, coursing throught he blood of the demon and sending him into jerking fits of agony and eventually, death. It would take years before Seshoumaru would learn to fuse the vapors on his fingertips, into a whip capable of slicing an opponent in several places in the twinkle of an eye and the flick of his wrists.
Inuyasha, always one for action, had rushed at his assailant. His claws were fully drawn and glinted. He felt the blood pouring into his head, the blood of the youkai was calling out to him and he could clearly hear the heartbeat of life of the demon in front of him. He raised his arms high in the air, seeking to extinguish that heartbet, and brought it slashing down on the rampaging youkai. The down-ward slash of inuyasha's claws left a trace of bright slashes of light in the air. The serpent- youkai lay before him, sliced into several places. This was the move Inuyasha would later call his Iron Reaver.
The other youkai, seeing the deaths of their comrades, immediately flew into a frenzied rage and rushed at the two brothers, scimitars raised in the air, ready to hack and slash until their enemies lay at their feet in unrecognizable pieces of bloody meat.
At that moment they both felt an enormous presence bearing down on them. Inuyahsa felt a large, clawed hand grab him up by the scruff of his neck, it also grabbed Seshoumaru and lifted them both into the safety of a nearby tree.
Sugumi, the great Inu-youkai and Taiyoukai of the Western Lands, looked on with cold disdain, , as the serpents circled the tree hissing. Their eyes were redder then usual and filled with an intense bloodlust.
Sugumi gripped the hilt of Tetsuiga, which lay, strapped to his belt, on his left. He made to draw out he sword but stopped midway. Why use Tetsuiga on vermin sucha s these!
Leaping from the tree, he landed softly in the middle of the roving pack of serpents. They hissed in anger and rushed him all at once.
Not batting an eyelid, Sugumi easily dodged all their slashes and cuts. He weaved in and out of them with such ease, which seemed to madden the serpents all the more. So fast was he, that he seemed to be in several places than one; a serpent would slash, thinking he had cleaved his foe in two, but Sugumi appeared as if by magic behind it.
Eventually he decided enough was enough! His claws had extended to twice their normal length and sharpness, and they now protruded from his finger-tips like razor-sharp daggers of steel.
Slash, slash! Two serpents lay dead in a move that was reminiscent of Inuyasha's Iron Reaver. Poison dripping from his claws, he grabbed hold of two other youkai by the throat in a vice like grip and dug his claws into their soft throats. Releasing them, they died in horrible, apoplexic fits of agony. Slashing and hacking away with his poison tipped claws, he lay waste to nearly the entire band of serpent youkai.
The other youkai, seeing as how powerful their foe was, gathered themselves and ran, all the while hissing their anger and fear at him.
Sugumi looked on with disgust and turned away from the bloody scene that he had caused. His two sons had fallen to his side fromt eh tree, and the three Inu-youkai walked away, leaving behind them the result of their supremacy as Inu-youkai.
Inuyasha stopped, clearly he had been drawn into something very deep and very private. This was a part of his life that he preferred not to go into, and yet...
Kagome shuddered at the tale that Inuyasha had just told her. No wonder the guy was so uptight and seemed angry, his earliest memories were ones filled with violence and blood! Shippo was now wide awake and dug himself deeper into Kagome's arms, shuddering at what he had just heard.
Miroku and Sango were both quiet after the little tale they just heard. The hanyou was letting them into a part of his life very few knew of, and they were happy to know that he was finally taking them into his confidence. Kagome stared intot he eyes of the hanyou, he seemed so vulnerable as he stared into the moonlight, lost in his memories.
The feelings of tenderness she felt for the half-youkai were even stronger this night. He had been through so much pain, ti was time he let someone in on his secrets, it was time he knew that he was cared for, loved even. She dug herself closer to him and whispered...
"Please don't stop Inuyahsa-"
Another chapter done with. I still don't know where am going with this Fic, all I know is there is a storyline of sorts here. If anyone does read it, thanks. If not C'est la vie (lol).