Kitsunehime: Ok, for anyone who wants a picture of Fahleing, I did draw one, and if you want to see it, send me your email address in a review. I'm working on a picture of Koryu, but it might take a while since I can't seem to get it right.........and I do have some other random drawings if anyone wants to see them. Just specify what you want.

Koryu: *randomly* Hey, let's tape her mouth shut!

Inuyasha: Yeah!

Kitsunehime: Uh-uh, back away!

Fahleing: What kind of tape? I have duct tape, masking tape, scotch tape........

Sesshoumaru: Which one's the strongest?

Lucivar: I think it's the duct tape.

Kitsunehime: Yaaaaahh! *runs*

Titian: *trips Saetan while everyone's chasing Kitsunehime* Hey, where's the disclaimer?

Sakuya: *has a pot of ink and is chasing Inutaishou* I dunno. Hey Rin! You do the disclaimer!

Rin: Um, ok.......Kitsunehime doesn't own any of us.

Jaenelle and Kagome: And that's a good thing!

Kitsunehime: *succeeded in locking the others in the janitor's closet* whew......Oh yeah, the only characters I do 'own' are any of the ones that don't appear in the series or the trilogy.






To Rule The Darkness

ch. 11 First to arrive


Koryu gritted his teeth and tried to remain patient. "I would like to see Inutaishou."

The old man scratched his head. "Who's he again?"

"Toutousai!" A little boy with a tail ran into the entrance. He made a slight bow to Koryu. "Please excuse Toutousai, he's the Hall's old butler. How can I help you? I'm Shippou, I live here."

"I am Koryu, Sesshoumaru sent me here and told me to ask for Inutaishou."

Shippou nodded. "Ok, so you're the first of Rin's Dark Court. Follow me. Oh, and Toutousai, go get Myouga to help you." He led Koryu through a couple corridors to a large black door on which was carved a red-eyed dragon. Shippou knocked on it.

"Come in." The voice was deep and masculine. Shippou opened the door for him and gestured for him to enter.

"Inutaishou, this is Koryu. He's to serve in the Dark Court. Koryu, this is Inutaishou, the high Lord of hell and Demon lord of the Western lands, Sesshoumaru's father. He's one of the demon-dead."

The man behind the big black desk stood up to shake his hand. Koryu saw that he was almost identical to Sesshoumaru, except he was much paler, being demon-dead, older looking, and had eyes of a lighter shade of gold.

Inutaishou gestured for Koryu to sit. "I see. Welcome to the Hall, Koryu. You may go now, Shippou." Shippou left and shut the door behind him. Inutaishou turned back to the Gray-jeweled Warlord prince sitting in front of him. "You wouldn't happen to be related to Kanoe, would you? You have some resemblance..........."

It was true. Koryu did look like Sesshoumaru, in a way. He had the long, straight silver hair that most inu-youkai had, along with dark golden eyes that almost bordered on being bronze. His bangs were long and straight with no part, somewhat like Inuyasha's, except neater. Koryu's ears were pointed, and there were three red markings on both his cheeks. The crescent moon on his forehead faced the opposite direction that Sesshoumaru and Inutaishou's faced. He also had three red striped markings on both his wrists.

Koryu looked a little startled. "You didn't know? Konoe's my aunt."

"So that makes Sesshoumaru your cousin. Interesting, isn't it? The ties of family and court? You'll need to meet Rin before your place in the Dark Court is secured though.......If I'm not mistaken, you are a Warlord Prince who wears the Gray?"

"You are not mistaken. Who is Rin?"

"She is Witch."

Koryu's eyes widened and he took a couple deep breaths to calm the excitement that ran through him at those three words. 'Sweet darkness, it's true! The Witch is here!'

Inutaishou opened his mental barriers briefly and felt Koryu's reaction. He approved. 'This Koryu should serve Rin very well........The ties of family and court really are interesting. He is my son's cousin, yet is not related to me in any way. I wonder if Inuyasha has any such cousins?'

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Sango, Miroku, Kirara, Kohaku, and Souta camped in the woods for the night. They were still a couple weeks from the border. Kirara had caught a couple of rabbits and Sango was cooking them over the fire.

Miroku petted Kirara while Souta and Kohaku set up the rest of the camp. Kirara had already shrunken from her larger, fiercer form to a small, two-tailed cat. "Kirara is quite smart. Smarter than most animals........how is that so?"

Kohaku, who was right next to him, shrugged. "I don't know. Ask Sango. Kirara's her cat."

Miroku kept silent. After all, Sango might have still been mad at him. 'All I did was ask a girl back in the village if she would bear my child.........did she have to go and dent my head with that giant boomerang of hers? That hurt! Wait, but why does she care? All I want is an heir to carry on my family's mission.........' He looked at his hand, the one with the kazaana in it. 'Damn that bastard Naraku..........Maybe I should tell Sango about it..........?' he watched her as they all ate. She stayed on the opposite side of the fire from him, glaring from time to time. '.......Or maybe not. She's still mad at me.'

Late at night, while everyone else was asleep, Sango was still awake. Actually, she wasn't quite awake, being more than half asleep, she was thinking.

'Maybe I shouldn't have hit Miroku that hard........now he looks a little depressed......But it's his fault anyways.......right?' She fell into an uneasy sleep filled with dreams.

One was particularly vivid. Sango was younger, around eleven years old. She was coming back from taking Souta and Kohaku to the nearest village to play with the children. When she got back to the house, she could sense that something was wrong. Kirara snarled and transformed into her larger form, also sensing that something was not right. Sango opened the door and peered in. "Mother?" There was no answer. She went to Sakuya's bedroom and opened the door. Sango dropped the eggs she got from the village and screamed. The room was covered in blood, and Sakuya's body lay in the middle of the largest puddle, her throat cut. Sango kept screaming.

Miroku, hearing the screams, woke up on the other side of the fire. Kohaku, Souta, and Kirara remained sleeping. He shook her gently. "Sango! Wake up, it's only a dream!"

She stopped screaming and her eyelids fluttered open. "Huh.....who........Miroku?"

"Yes, it's me. Did you have a nightmare?"

Sango looked up at his eyes, which looked down into hers. "How did you know? Did I scream?" He nodded. Sango shuddered. "I-it was horrible........Mother........"

Miroku saw her shudder and felt an urge to protect her. He sat on her bedroll and put his arms around her. "If it helps, you can tell me about it."

Sango sniffed, surprised that Miroku was just holding her without trying to cop a feel. She felt safe somehow.........

Miroku felt her leaning against his chest and listened to her story.

"I-it was horrible.........I.......I was coming back from the village......and.......and Mother........sh-she was dead........someone slit her throat.......th-there was blood all over the room.......I.......it......." Tears were traveling down her cheeks by now. Sango felt slightly ashamed to appear this weak. But Miroku didn't seem to care.

"It was all in the past........it's all right.........don't cry..........." He stroked her hair until she fell asleep, then fell asleep himself.

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Fahleing was approaching one of the more dangerous spots in Dog Forest. She did not go around it, as that would take much longer. She had been on guard since last night. Suddenly, she stiffened. Someone, or rather something, was approaching. She sniffed the air. It was one of those giant snakes.

It burst into the clearing, staring straight at her. Fahleing could tell it wanted her for breakfast. It lunged.

Fahleing jumped and dodged it easily. "Feh. Weak." She drew her sword, the Hanyou no Saiga, and transformed it from a rusty-looking blade to a big fang with gray fur at the hilt. Two long tassels with a large red bead on each hung from where a string was tied right under where the fur ended, almost in it.

The giant snake hissed, venom dripping from its fangs, and lunged again. Fahleing only smirked and dodged again, but its tail came around without her noticing and knocked her to the ground.

'Dammit! I will NOT lose!' When it tried to crush her with its tail again, she pushed back with the Hanyou no Saiga. It hissed again in frustration and snapped at the air. Taking advantage of its momentary distraction, Fahleing jumped up and brought the sword up over her head. The snake hade no time to dodge, and was sliced in half from head to tail. She landed and then wiped her sword on the cloth she called in, and vanished it afterwards. Fahleing picked up the scabbard from where it fell and sheathed the Hanyou no Saiga, undoing its transformation as she did it, and walked away from the clearing.

"Feh, what a waste of time.'







Sorry if this chapter's a little stupid......I wasn't feeling to well when I wrote it. And about the Hanyou no Saiga, I know it has an odd name. It's for lack of a better one, meaning 'Fang of the Half-demon' (I think.......).

You people should know by now, I won't update until I get at least 5 more reviews. And why does it seem like no one has read and reviewed my other story? Only one review so far..... *sniff*