A Demon's Heart
By YoukaiJilly
Summary:
A young Sesshomaru is in the plot to bring his father's new wife to their home. However when she goes missing two of her servants follow. The elder girl protests she is ever loyal to her lady and the younger also agrees. But Sesshomaru knows something is wrong but doesn't find out exactly what is the problem until too late. Can he save his family from falling apart and why can't he get the younger girl to fear him?
Chapter Ten: The Tragic News of Deaths
Last Chapter:
"What is the last thing you remember dear?" asked Lady Umae, holding Ayumi in her arms.
"Just...seeing Jiro come flying out of the trees and all I heard was my own voice screaming." Said Ayumi. "Is he...going to be okay?"
"Why are you worried?" snapped Sesshomaru. "The bastard tried to RAPE you and ATTACKED you! Why are you worried about his well-being? I nearly beheaded him because of you!"
"I haven't made you do anything! Whatever action you took, YOU did it! Not I!" growled Ayumi, finding her voice. She burst from Lady Umae's arms and stood to face Sesshomaru, black hair flying about her. Her eyes showed intense anger. Sesshomaru could smell it radiating off of her as well. "I don't control you know! I can't manipulate your feelings to make you beg!"
She was screaming now, the rest of the group-with the exception of Jiro- were watching with wide eyes. Sesshomaru was also angry. How dare she claim she had no power of her him! He knew she did, he felt it. But he wasn't sure what it was. Maybe it was also the cause of what he blurted out next.
"That's what you think you little bitch! I should have dealt with you the day we first met at the lake! Then maybe I wouldn't have fallen in love with you!" he shouted back at her at the top of his lungs. He could hear the final words ringing in his ears...
In love with you...in love with you...in love with you...in love with you...
Ayaka's eyes suddenly became large and scared. She had been nearly pressed against Sesshomaru, her chest thrown out, her shoulders squared. She looked so beautiful to him, so wild. He could feel something coursing through him, making his blood hot.
"In l-love...?" she squeaked. "W-with M-ME?"
Sesshomaru finally came to realize what he said. He backed away from her, scanning the rest of the faces about him, and finally resting on Ayaka. She seemed to be thinking furiously.
"The lake...the day by the lake...we met a demon...that..." she said. "That was YOU Sesshomaru? You..."
"Ayaka...you aren't suggesting..." gasped Lady Umae, standing.
"No..." whispered Ayaka, her voice breaking. "You...you couldn't possibly be..."
"What is it Umae?" asked Lord Mikado, looking at his wife.
"Ayaka came to my household because a demon had killed her mother. A dog demon..." her voice trailed off.
"Yes, my MOTHER." Said Sesshomaru.
"No Sesshomaru." Said Lord Mikado. "The woman your mother killed was very old and in the midst of battle with the Northern demons, your mother rushed all the humans away. Except one; she blamed herself and said that she as good as killed that woman."
"Then...?" stuttered Sesshomaru.
"You...YOU KILLED MY MOTHER YOU BASTARD!" screeched Ayaka, flying as Sesshomaru. He slammed into the wall and she beat at his chest, yelling and shouting at him. "YOU KILLED MY MOTHER! I SAW YOU! I SAW YOU! IT WAS AT NIGHT AND I SAW YOUR EYES, YOUR DAMNED GOLD EYES! YOU CLAIMED MY MOTHER HAD TRIED TO POSION YOU AND YOU ATTACKED HER!"
"She LIVED!" gasped Sesshomaru.
"NO SHE DIDN'T! A WEEK LATER SHE DIED BECAUSE OF THOSE INJURIES! YOU KILLED HER!" shouted Ayaka and she brought her fist in contact right with Sesshomaru's face. Blood began to trickle from his mouth, but he didn't seem to notice.
How...how as this possible? He had killed that woman? He loved Ayaka? His mother was indirectly responsible for the death of an old woman, NOT Ayaka's mother?
"Grandmother..." was the only word that Sesshomaru could muster to say.
The Story Continues...
He pushed her off and Ayaka went sprawling backwards. Her eyes were wild with fury, her hair seeming to be alive. The density of tenseness in the air was suffocating him. Sesshomaru couldn't seem to be able to control his breathing, his eyes flicked from person to person.
"THIS IS ALL HER FAULT!" Sesshomaru shouted angrily and he tore across the room, shattering the frail glass window as he exited. He could hear exclaims of surprise, anger and sorrow. He landed with a soft thump onto the ground, his heart thrumming in his ears. It was her fault...all her fault. Her hatred of humans did not go into her son, or his wife so...she put the seed of hatred of humans in her grandson. In Sesshomaru.
At the moment, he wasn't really sure where he was going, nor did he care. He wanted to be left alone. He traveled the rest of the day, in one direction then suddenly stopping then going in a new one. All the while his head buzzed with activity. What should he do? Should he go back? Beg for her to forgive him? Go back and ignore her? Should he go back at all? Should he leave? Never see his new little sibling or his Father or Lady Umae ever again?
No. He couldn't. Yes! He could! Sesshomaru screamed in frustration and let his green poison tear through any tree around him. Why did this happen? Why now? Why him! He should have known he could never get his dear Ayaka to love him. She loved that near-human boy Keiishi. He would kiss her sweet lips, not Sesshomaru. He would stroke her soft hair, not Sesshomaru. He would mate with her, not Sesshomaru. He would have his bare flesh pressed against her on winter nights, not Sesshomaru. He would watch her belly swell, he would hug his children, he would grow old with her...not Sesshomaru!
He stopped, a large circle of trees littering the ground. He had unleashed a good part of his anger, but there was still that bubble of hate and anger and frustration that was trying to worm it's way into Sesshomaru's mind, to make him loose control. He would NOT become some monster like Jiro did, with or without anyone's spells or persuasion.
"My, my. Such anger Sesshomaru. You have the instincts of a wild animal. Not befitting a lord's son for sure." Said an ancient voice. Sesshomaru froze. He knew that voice, the horrible voice, the one he wanted to tear apart and hear scream because of causing him so much pain.
"So...Grandmother," he snarled, baring his fangs to the sight he could not see. "You never did die did you? You hid from us? You wanted to watch us. See what became of your family."
"A smart one aren't you?" she said smugly. "Sadly, it was something I did not teach you. Pity. If I HAD, you would be much more intelligent that you are at this moment."
"That is not the only thing you taught me Grandmother. Do you remember that day? The day you made me believe that humans were horrible, disgusting creatures?" yelled Sesshomaru.
"And they are," said his Grandmother. Her voice floated from ten different directions at once, making it impossible for Sesshomaru to find her. He couldn't find the slightest trace of her scent either. "That still remains true. What shame your father had brought to our family, taking a HUMAN mate and having a HALF-BREED child. And what a shame for you for falling in love with one; they are weak and pathetic Sesshomaru!"
"Ayaka isn't! She ISN'T! And Lady Umae is kind and wonderful! Humans are not all bad!" shouted Sesshomaru. The rage and uncontrollable feelings were coming out in full now. His grandmother laughed.
"I tried to make you see, Sesshomaru. I even had your friend to help me. What a gullible little insect he was when I appeared before him in a sweet young woman's body; she died of course, my power too much for her fragile mind to handle. But it was worth it."
Sesshomaru stopped growling at her words. It made sense now, it made perfect sense; his grandmother had been able to make people see illusions, the last of his family's bloodline to do so. She had been so powerful in magic, making a Parasite Doll would be basic level for her! He could never defeat her, no matter how much anger he released, no matter how much power he had.
He growled in frustration again and again. "Just leave me alone you heartless bitch! I don't want anything to do with you!" he shouted in the air.
"Now, now Sesshomaru. Mind your manners!" she snapped into the air, sounding quite angry. Sesshomaru smirked.
"Shall you expose yourself then?" he asked. "I will speak to you in any manner I see fit Grandmother. After all, you're the reason for all the pain in this family!"
"I am PART of that family!" she yelled.
"You know the demon tradition!" Sesshomaru shouted back. "You are honored then FORGOTTEN!"
He heard a low growl and an angry snarl: "You're too much like your father Sesshomaru! Too soft of a heart and too rebellious! I will kill that human wench with that HALF-BREED and the one who've set YOUR heart on dear Grandson! I will not have my family line SHAMED!"
Sesshomaru felt the wind around him pick up and debris of broken and melted trees started to crash into him. They stung his skin and a he felt a few cuts spurt blood out and he held up his arms to protect his face.
"I SHALL DEAL WITH YOU FIRST SESSHOMARU, THEN YOUR FAMILY! THOSE FILTHY HUMANS WILL NOT DISGRACE MY FAMILY!" he heard his grandmother shriek angrily. The pounding became harder, the wind more fierce. Sesshomaru ducked down and drew his claws into the earth, the brittle dirt breaking at all the forces being placed upon it. He growled and shrieked as he felt more cuts in addition to the injury that Jiro had given him.
He couldn't see very well and he slumped down more to the ground, fingers raking through the dirt in pain. He wasn't sure what his grandmother was doing, or exactly how she was doing it, but it hurt like hell. He could remember the shrill of her horrible laugh before his vision became as black as the dirt beneath him.
"Is he awake yet Mikado?" came a soft voice to one side of Sesshomaru's head.
"Not yet Umae. How is Ayaka?" came the voice of his father. Sesshomaru gave a slight groan for the headache he had, but kept as silent as possible. He wanted to hear this.
"She won't even come in this wing of the castle anymore Mikado. She won't eat, won't laugh or smile. I knew she had a dislike for him when she was brought here and I thought it was getting better but..." said Lady Umae. She trailed off as if she never wanted to say the last words in the first place.
"What is it?" asked Lord Mikado. "What did she do or say?"
There was a tiny lapse of silence when Lady Umae whispered, "I fear she really does hate him with every bone in her body. I am not allowed to speak or him or the incident. She won't even talk about her mother. What am I to do?"
Sesshomaru heard her sob and lifted his head to see his father envelop her in his strong arms and hold her tightly to him. He let out another groan and tried to keep it as silent as possible, but his father's head turned. "Sesshomaru!" he gasped. Lord Mikado rushed to the bed where Sesshomaru lay.
"Where...?" he asked.
"Lord Atsushi found you near the Northern border. You could have gotten yourself killed! Your injuries where quite massive when we brought you back a week ago; who did this to you Sesshomaru?" said Lord Mikado, taking his son in his arms as only a father held a son.
The memories of what transpired his Sesshomaru like an unbearable heavy weight. His grandmother...he had to warn his father and protect Lady Umae and...Ayaka. "Father, it was Grandmother. She did this. She said she would come for Lady Umae and your son or daughter. You must keep her safe." Said Sesshomaru choking on his words. His father stared at him.
"My mother?" he asked. "Sesshomaru, you're out of your head! Mother passed away so long ago I'm surprised you even remember her!"
Sesshomaru gripped his father's collar with a great force and looked angrily and seriously into the trademark gold eyes. "Listen Father..." he said. "I know what I heard. The day...the day that Jiro attacked Ayaka I had a dream before. A strange one; I was watching old memories. When Grandmother came to visit before I attacked Ayaka's mother and after that when I first met Ayaka at the lake."
Lord Mikado was silent and opened his mouth to say something when the door to the room banged open and there stood Mai with an odd look on her face that was a cross between joy and seriousness.
"Lord Mikado, Lady Umae. Something is terribly wrong with Ayaka. She and that boy, Keiishi went for a walk this afternoon and now she has returned all by herself crying, covered in what appears to be...well blood."
"Ayaka!" gasped Lady Umae.
"Sesshomaru, get your ass up. Now!" growled Lord Mikado, yanking his up. Sesshomaru stumbled but was able to follow Mai with his father and Lady Umae. Mai lead them to the courtyard and Ayaka had collapsed into Lady Naomi's arms, weeping hysterically.
"W-why...did he have to...?" she sobbed. "It's n-not f-fair! They all left!"
"Ayaka, darling!" gushed Lady Umae, wobbling as fast as her legs would allow. "What happened?"
"Lady! Oh lady!" Ayaka sobbed.
"What? What!" begged Lady Umae. "Breath Ayaka! Breath!"
Ayaka took in a few deep gulps of air as she tried to collect herself, but was unable too. "He's d-dead!" she sobbed.
"Who Ayaka?" asked Lord Mikado.
She sobbed a few times more and tried to calm down enough to speak again. "K-keiishi!" she finally managed. "Demons! Demons I have never seen before attacked his village! All of the men are dead and some of the women have been taken! Many escaped, the women and children but the ones that did not! Lord Mikado! I'm begging you, you MUST save them!"
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Author's Note: Well, it finally happened. Keiishi is dead. This was one of the original concepts that I had for the story and not just something thrown in. From this point on the Northern Demons will be involved more and so will Sesshomaru's grandmother.
As a special treat to celebrate ten chapters and also to give you readers something fun to do, I will let YOU name Sesshomaru's granny. If you have a suggestion on what her name should be, please EMAIL it to me, and DO NOT PUT IT IN A REVIEW. If anyone breaks this rule, then the name you suggested will not even be considered.
After about a week or so, I will take all the names I have and narrow them down as low as I possibly can so you have a few choices. Then, you may either send in your vote in a review or by email, which ever you like best.
Please review or I will send Lord Hiroshi after you!
(Bonus contest: Who is Lord Hiroshi? Please, go off of memory only!)
By YoukaiJilly
Summary:
A young Sesshomaru is in the plot to bring his father's new wife to their home. However when she goes missing two of her servants follow. The elder girl protests she is ever loyal to her lady and the younger also agrees. But Sesshomaru knows something is wrong but doesn't find out exactly what is the problem until too late. Can he save his family from falling apart and why can't he get the younger girl to fear him?
Chapter Ten: The Tragic News of Deaths
Last Chapter:
"What is the last thing you remember dear?" asked Lady Umae, holding Ayumi in her arms.
"Just...seeing Jiro come flying out of the trees and all I heard was my own voice screaming." Said Ayumi. "Is he...going to be okay?"
"Why are you worried?" snapped Sesshomaru. "The bastard tried to RAPE you and ATTACKED you! Why are you worried about his well-being? I nearly beheaded him because of you!"
"I haven't made you do anything! Whatever action you took, YOU did it! Not I!" growled Ayumi, finding her voice. She burst from Lady Umae's arms and stood to face Sesshomaru, black hair flying about her. Her eyes showed intense anger. Sesshomaru could smell it radiating off of her as well. "I don't control you know! I can't manipulate your feelings to make you beg!"
She was screaming now, the rest of the group-with the exception of Jiro- were watching with wide eyes. Sesshomaru was also angry. How dare she claim she had no power of her him! He knew she did, he felt it. But he wasn't sure what it was. Maybe it was also the cause of what he blurted out next.
"That's what you think you little bitch! I should have dealt with you the day we first met at the lake! Then maybe I wouldn't have fallen in love with you!" he shouted back at her at the top of his lungs. He could hear the final words ringing in his ears...
In love with you...in love with you...in love with you...in love with you...
Ayaka's eyes suddenly became large and scared. She had been nearly pressed against Sesshomaru, her chest thrown out, her shoulders squared. She looked so beautiful to him, so wild. He could feel something coursing through him, making his blood hot.
"In l-love...?" she squeaked. "W-with M-ME?"
Sesshomaru finally came to realize what he said. He backed away from her, scanning the rest of the faces about him, and finally resting on Ayaka. She seemed to be thinking furiously.
"The lake...the day by the lake...we met a demon...that..." she said. "That was YOU Sesshomaru? You..."
"Ayaka...you aren't suggesting..." gasped Lady Umae, standing.
"No..." whispered Ayaka, her voice breaking. "You...you couldn't possibly be..."
"What is it Umae?" asked Lord Mikado, looking at his wife.
"Ayaka came to my household because a demon had killed her mother. A dog demon..." her voice trailed off.
"Yes, my MOTHER." Said Sesshomaru.
"No Sesshomaru." Said Lord Mikado. "The woman your mother killed was very old and in the midst of battle with the Northern demons, your mother rushed all the humans away. Except one; she blamed herself and said that she as good as killed that woman."
"Then...?" stuttered Sesshomaru.
"You...YOU KILLED MY MOTHER YOU BASTARD!" screeched Ayaka, flying as Sesshomaru. He slammed into the wall and she beat at his chest, yelling and shouting at him. "YOU KILLED MY MOTHER! I SAW YOU! I SAW YOU! IT WAS AT NIGHT AND I SAW YOUR EYES, YOUR DAMNED GOLD EYES! YOU CLAIMED MY MOTHER HAD TRIED TO POSION YOU AND YOU ATTACKED HER!"
"She LIVED!" gasped Sesshomaru.
"NO SHE DIDN'T! A WEEK LATER SHE DIED BECAUSE OF THOSE INJURIES! YOU KILLED HER!" shouted Ayaka and she brought her fist in contact right with Sesshomaru's face. Blood began to trickle from his mouth, but he didn't seem to notice.
How...how as this possible? He had killed that woman? He loved Ayaka? His mother was indirectly responsible for the death of an old woman, NOT Ayaka's mother?
"Grandmother..." was the only word that Sesshomaru could muster to say.
The Story Continues...
He pushed her off and Ayaka went sprawling backwards. Her eyes were wild with fury, her hair seeming to be alive. The density of tenseness in the air was suffocating him. Sesshomaru couldn't seem to be able to control his breathing, his eyes flicked from person to person.
"THIS IS ALL HER FAULT!" Sesshomaru shouted angrily and he tore across the room, shattering the frail glass window as he exited. He could hear exclaims of surprise, anger and sorrow. He landed with a soft thump onto the ground, his heart thrumming in his ears. It was her fault...all her fault. Her hatred of humans did not go into her son, or his wife so...she put the seed of hatred of humans in her grandson. In Sesshomaru.
At the moment, he wasn't really sure where he was going, nor did he care. He wanted to be left alone. He traveled the rest of the day, in one direction then suddenly stopping then going in a new one. All the while his head buzzed with activity. What should he do? Should he go back? Beg for her to forgive him? Go back and ignore her? Should he go back at all? Should he leave? Never see his new little sibling or his Father or Lady Umae ever again?
No. He couldn't. Yes! He could! Sesshomaru screamed in frustration and let his green poison tear through any tree around him. Why did this happen? Why now? Why him! He should have known he could never get his dear Ayaka to love him. She loved that near-human boy Keiishi. He would kiss her sweet lips, not Sesshomaru. He would stroke her soft hair, not Sesshomaru. He would mate with her, not Sesshomaru. He would have his bare flesh pressed against her on winter nights, not Sesshomaru. He would watch her belly swell, he would hug his children, he would grow old with her...not Sesshomaru!
He stopped, a large circle of trees littering the ground. He had unleashed a good part of his anger, but there was still that bubble of hate and anger and frustration that was trying to worm it's way into Sesshomaru's mind, to make him loose control. He would NOT become some monster like Jiro did, with or without anyone's spells or persuasion.
"My, my. Such anger Sesshomaru. You have the instincts of a wild animal. Not befitting a lord's son for sure." Said an ancient voice. Sesshomaru froze. He knew that voice, the horrible voice, the one he wanted to tear apart and hear scream because of causing him so much pain.
"So...Grandmother," he snarled, baring his fangs to the sight he could not see. "You never did die did you? You hid from us? You wanted to watch us. See what became of your family."
"A smart one aren't you?" she said smugly. "Sadly, it was something I did not teach you. Pity. If I HAD, you would be much more intelligent that you are at this moment."
"That is not the only thing you taught me Grandmother. Do you remember that day? The day you made me believe that humans were horrible, disgusting creatures?" yelled Sesshomaru.
"And they are," said his Grandmother. Her voice floated from ten different directions at once, making it impossible for Sesshomaru to find her. He couldn't find the slightest trace of her scent either. "That still remains true. What shame your father had brought to our family, taking a HUMAN mate and having a HALF-BREED child. And what a shame for you for falling in love with one; they are weak and pathetic Sesshomaru!"
"Ayaka isn't! She ISN'T! And Lady Umae is kind and wonderful! Humans are not all bad!" shouted Sesshomaru. The rage and uncontrollable feelings were coming out in full now. His grandmother laughed.
"I tried to make you see, Sesshomaru. I even had your friend to help me. What a gullible little insect he was when I appeared before him in a sweet young woman's body; she died of course, my power too much for her fragile mind to handle. But it was worth it."
Sesshomaru stopped growling at her words. It made sense now, it made perfect sense; his grandmother had been able to make people see illusions, the last of his family's bloodline to do so. She had been so powerful in magic, making a Parasite Doll would be basic level for her! He could never defeat her, no matter how much anger he released, no matter how much power he had.
He growled in frustration again and again. "Just leave me alone you heartless bitch! I don't want anything to do with you!" he shouted in the air.
"Now, now Sesshomaru. Mind your manners!" she snapped into the air, sounding quite angry. Sesshomaru smirked.
"Shall you expose yourself then?" he asked. "I will speak to you in any manner I see fit Grandmother. After all, you're the reason for all the pain in this family!"
"I am PART of that family!" she yelled.
"You know the demon tradition!" Sesshomaru shouted back. "You are honored then FORGOTTEN!"
He heard a low growl and an angry snarl: "You're too much like your father Sesshomaru! Too soft of a heart and too rebellious! I will kill that human wench with that HALF-BREED and the one who've set YOUR heart on dear Grandson! I will not have my family line SHAMED!"
Sesshomaru felt the wind around him pick up and debris of broken and melted trees started to crash into him. They stung his skin and a he felt a few cuts spurt blood out and he held up his arms to protect his face.
"I SHALL DEAL WITH YOU FIRST SESSHOMARU, THEN YOUR FAMILY! THOSE FILTHY HUMANS WILL NOT DISGRACE MY FAMILY!" he heard his grandmother shriek angrily. The pounding became harder, the wind more fierce. Sesshomaru ducked down and drew his claws into the earth, the brittle dirt breaking at all the forces being placed upon it. He growled and shrieked as he felt more cuts in addition to the injury that Jiro had given him.
He couldn't see very well and he slumped down more to the ground, fingers raking through the dirt in pain. He wasn't sure what his grandmother was doing, or exactly how she was doing it, but it hurt like hell. He could remember the shrill of her horrible laugh before his vision became as black as the dirt beneath him.
"Is he awake yet Mikado?" came a soft voice to one side of Sesshomaru's head.
"Not yet Umae. How is Ayaka?" came the voice of his father. Sesshomaru gave a slight groan for the headache he had, but kept as silent as possible. He wanted to hear this.
"She won't even come in this wing of the castle anymore Mikado. She won't eat, won't laugh or smile. I knew she had a dislike for him when she was brought here and I thought it was getting better but..." said Lady Umae. She trailed off as if she never wanted to say the last words in the first place.
"What is it?" asked Lord Mikado. "What did she do or say?"
There was a tiny lapse of silence when Lady Umae whispered, "I fear she really does hate him with every bone in her body. I am not allowed to speak or him or the incident. She won't even talk about her mother. What am I to do?"
Sesshomaru heard her sob and lifted his head to see his father envelop her in his strong arms and hold her tightly to him. He let out another groan and tried to keep it as silent as possible, but his father's head turned. "Sesshomaru!" he gasped. Lord Mikado rushed to the bed where Sesshomaru lay.
"Where...?" he asked.
"Lord Atsushi found you near the Northern border. You could have gotten yourself killed! Your injuries where quite massive when we brought you back a week ago; who did this to you Sesshomaru?" said Lord Mikado, taking his son in his arms as only a father held a son.
The memories of what transpired his Sesshomaru like an unbearable heavy weight. His grandmother...he had to warn his father and protect Lady Umae and...Ayaka. "Father, it was Grandmother. She did this. She said she would come for Lady Umae and your son or daughter. You must keep her safe." Said Sesshomaru choking on his words. His father stared at him.
"My mother?" he asked. "Sesshomaru, you're out of your head! Mother passed away so long ago I'm surprised you even remember her!"
Sesshomaru gripped his father's collar with a great force and looked angrily and seriously into the trademark gold eyes. "Listen Father..." he said. "I know what I heard. The day...the day that Jiro attacked Ayaka I had a dream before. A strange one; I was watching old memories. When Grandmother came to visit before I attacked Ayaka's mother and after that when I first met Ayaka at the lake."
Lord Mikado was silent and opened his mouth to say something when the door to the room banged open and there stood Mai with an odd look on her face that was a cross between joy and seriousness.
"Lord Mikado, Lady Umae. Something is terribly wrong with Ayaka. She and that boy, Keiishi went for a walk this afternoon and now she has returned all by herself crying, covered in what appears to be...well blood."
"Ayaka!" gasped Lady Umae.
"Sesshomaru, get your ass up. Now!" growled Lord Mikado, yanking his up. Sesshomaru stumbled but was able to follow Mai with his father and Lady Umae. Mai lead them to the courtyard and Ayaka had collapsed into Lady Naomi's arms, weeping hysterically.
"W-why...did he have to...?" she sobbed. "It's n-not f-fair! They all left!"
"Ayaka, darling!" gushed Lady Umae, wobbling as fast as her legs would allow. "What happened?"
"Lady! Oh lady!" Ayaka sobbed.
"What? What!" begged Lady Umae. "Breath Ayaka! Breath!"
Ayaka took in a few deep gulps of air as she tried to collect herself, but was unable too. "He's d-dead!" she sobbed.
"Who Ayaka?" asked Lord Mikado.
She sobbed a few times more and tried to calm down enough to speak again. "K-keiishi!" she finally managed. "Demons! Demons I have never seen before attacked his village! All of the men are dead and some of the women have been taken! Many escaped, the women and children but the ones that did not! Lord Mikado! I'm begging you, you MUST save them!"
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Author's Note: Well, it finally happened. Keiishi is dead. This was one of the original concepts that I had for the story and not just something thrown in. From this point on the Northern Demons will be involved more and so will Sesshomaru's grandmother.
As a special treat to celebrate ten chapters and also to give you readers something fun to do, I will let YOU name Sesshomaru's granny. If you have a suggestion on what her name should be, please EMAIL it to me, and DO NOT PUT IT IN A REVIEW. If anyone breaks this rule, then the name you suggested will not even be considered.
After about a week or so, I will take all the names I have and narrow them down as low as I possibly can so you have a few choices. Then, you may either send in your vote in a review or by email, which ever you like best.
Please review or I will send Lord Hiroshi after you!
(Bonus contest: Who is Lord Hiroshi? Please, go off of memory only!)