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Chap 2: Good morning, sunshine
Welcome? Kagome thought in mild panic. What does she mean, welcome? Am I- she felt inside her mouth with her tongue and gasped at the feel of long sharp canines-am I vampire?! This was just too much. But the something in her told her to calm down once more. She could deal with the reality of this later, but she had to stay calm for now.
The werewolf that had been helping her stand moved his hands from her waist and shoulders and walked over to stand behind the woman's couch. Catching her first glimpse of the werewolf made Kagome forget her thoughts and nearly gasp aloud. He was gorgeous.
Tall, easily over six and a half feet tall, with long white hair past the small of his back. His half lidded eyes were golden, and three bright magenta strips were tattooed on his face. He wore a white button shirt and black pants. A long black coat matched the boots on his feet, and what looked like twin swords were hung on the belt slung across his hips. The werewolf brushed a hand over his wrist, and Kagome caught sight of the red smear on his arm. The cut was small and already scabbing over. 'His blood,' she thought in horror. 'I was drinking his blood.'
"I see you like my pet, Sesshomaru. He's a werewolf, and the head of their clan." Kagura snapped her fingers and Sesshomaru knelt beside her. She held out her hand and he licked the back of it. "He's my personal pet. He'll give you one of your own to train and keep."
Kagome frowned in confusion and worry. "Train? What? What is going on?"
"You don't know what you are yet. I'll explain." She flicked her wrist and Sesshomaru was dismissed to the end of the room. He stood with his back to the wall, a Clint Eastwood pose with his head down. Kagura smiled. "You are now a member of the proud race of vampires. We are the ultimate in evolution. The final link of the food chain. You are no longer prey. Nothing is your predator, you are the last hunter.
"Vampires have existed since the dawn of time. We are gifted with incredible strength and jumping abilities. The night is as clear to us as day, and you now have the fine tuned senses of the best hunting animals. Your hearing and scent are now sharp enough to hear a drop of blood fall fifty feet away on a busy street, and follow the bleeder's scent for five miles on the strength of that one drop."
"But-"
Kagura looked at her sharply for the interruption. "What?"
"Are vampire legends true?" Kagura laughed, and Kagome winced. That was not a healthy sound. "No reflections, can't pass into a house uninvited, hates garlic, that sort of thing?" The miko girl nodded. "Not a bit of it. The mirror and invitation trick only works on specters, the ghost of vampires, not living ones. Garlic is just too strong a smell, but it will not stop us."
"But I'm-I was a miko." 'At least, I was in training to be one.' "How can I be a vampire?"
"You mean that rubbish about not being able to touch holy objects and people? Not all vampires can touch holy things, this is true, but the most powerful can. It would burn their hands, but it's possible. The more malice and hate in a vampire's heart, the more demonic they become."
"S-so if a good person becomes a vampire, they'll become-(gulp)-evil?"
"No," Kagura said flatly. "A vampire is still person. We can be evil or neutral. There are no good vampires to my knowledge, just some that won't harm humans for sport. They deny their gift the blood it needs to flourish."
"The blood?"
"We do not have to exist solely on blood. We can eat food like humans, but all it does is sustain the body. The more a vampire feeds, the more powerful they become. Especially if they drink the heart blood of a powerful human."
Kagome was beginning to feel remarkably like a parrot. "Powerful?"
"People strong of will or of magic, like witches, sorcerers, warriors, or priests."
"Why didn't you drink my heart blood?" 'Not that I'm complaining, but still.' "I know I'm just a miko in training, but"-
"You ask a lot of questions, little girl," Kagura said coldly. "I wanted you for a reason. Since you can still use you powers, if you have any," she said sardonically, "you can fetch a certain holy object for me. A sacred halberd that can control the waves and winds of the sea. It's kept at a small temple, guarded by a single monk. An easy enough task even for a newborn vampire."
Kagome frowned, "Then why do you need--" her face cleared with understanding. "You can't enter the temple grounds, can you?"
"No, none of us can. We are all," she chuckled mirthlessly, "demonic in nature. But you are still pure of heart. You an easily fetch the halberd for me."
Kagome glared outright at the vampire. "What makes you so sure I'll do as you say?"
Kagura smiled craftily. "Your aunt is still in town isn't she? She's been looking for you for the past three days, wandering the city. You wouldn't want her to run into something nasty, would you?" She grinned as Kagome's look of defiance crumpled like paper.
If looks could kill, Kagura would be writhing on the floor if Kagome had her way. "But how am I supposed to get this halberd? And what about the stake thing?"
Kagura paused. "The 'stake thing,' as you put it, is true. It is very hard to kill a vampire, we are very long lived. Ordinary weapons can't hurt us for long, we can heal almost instantly. But if a stake is driven through a vampire's heart, or their head is taken off, death is instantaneous."
Then came Kagome's real worry. "What about sunlight?"
Kagura scowled. "Only a vampire that hasn't killed can walk in the light. Otherwise, adios."
Another thought came to the girl. "I'm no fighter."
"That's where your new pet comes in. We are served by our creations, the werewolves." She gestured to Sesshomaru. "We forced the magic of dog demons to inhabit the bodies of ordinary humans. That rubbish about biting to make more werewolves is not true; it requires a very specific spell. They are all spelled with collars to control them, each with a single subduing word. Each word is different, and a different affect on the werewolf. That's how they can be trained. think of it like choke-chain commands." Kagura smiled, and Kagome visibly shivered. that was just so- cruel and sadistic. Kagome decided if she hadn't outright hated that thing- she no longer deserved the title of woman-she would have right then.
"They run in packs they call clans, and each 'clan' is linked to one line of vampire. Sesshomaru is eternally bound to my line, I created him myself. I've had centuries to train him to my exact tastes." Kagome caught Sesshomaru giving out a very slight shudder, and quailed at the thought of just what tastes Kagura was referring to. He's bound to give a werewolf to each of my vampires, and they will serve my children until death, sometimes beyond. Their blood isn't as sweet as a human's, but if you're in need of a quick bite," the vampire still got a kick at the old pun, "they'll do.
"Its damn near impossible to bleed them to death, their blood regenerates, so you can gorge yourself and not need to worry about loosing a pet. Oh, but keep them away from anything silver. It weakens them like poison, thins their blood so they can die from it, so don't let any polish your jewelry." Kagura smiled in obvious pleasure at a memory, and Kagome just knew she'd made some poor werewolf do just that to watch them be in pain. "Show her the new pet she gets to keep."
Sesshomaru gestured to the hall and two other werewolves came in carrying a third. The healthy two looked slightly like Sesshomaru in that they had gold eyes, but their other features were different colors and sizes. But the third one that they carried could have passed for Sesshomaru's brother. He had long white hair too, and the same pale features. The only difference was that he had dog ears right on top of his head.
But this young man, boy even, was not as in good a shape. As in, he was bleeding from multiple cuts and wounds. He had a collar and a leash tied around his neck, and Sesshomaru picked this up. He led the trio over to Kagome and put him down before her, handing her the leash. The boy managed to kneel, or rather, it was all he could do to stop from going on the floor in a heap. Sesshomaru said, "His name is Inuyasha."
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still no own inu.
Chap 2: Good morning, sunshine
Welcome? Kagome thought in mild panic. What does she mean, welcome? Am I- she felt inside her mouth with her tongue and gasped at the feel of long sharp canines-am I vampire?! This was just too much. But the something in her told her to calm down once more. She could deal with the reality of this later, but she had to stay calm for now.
The werewolf that had been helping her stand moved his hands from her waist and shoulders and walked over to stand behind the woman's couch. Catching her first glimpse of the werewolf made Kagome forget her thoughts and nearly gasp aloud. He was gorgeous.
Tall, easily over six and a half feet tall, with long white hair past the small of his back. His half lidded eyes were golden, and three bright magenta strips were tattooed on his face. He wore a white button shirt and black pants. A long black coat matched the boots on his feet, and what looked like twin swords were hung on the belt slung across his hips. The werewolf brushed a hand over his wrist, and Kagome caught sight of the red smear on his arm. The cut was small and already scabbing over. 'His blood,' she thought in horror. 'I was drinking his blood.'
"I see you like my pet, Sesshomaru. He's a werewolf, and the head of their clan." Kagura snapped her fingers and Sesshomaru knelt beside her. She held out her hand and he licked the back of it. "He's my personal pet. He'll give you one of your own to train and keep."
Kagome frowned in confusion and worry. "Train? What? What is going on?"
"You don't know what you are yet. I'll explain." She flicked her wrist and Sesshomaru was dismissed to the end of the room. He stood with his back to the wall, a Clint Eastwood pose with his head down. Kagura smiled. "You are now a member of the proud race of vampires. We are the ultimate in evolution. The final link of the food chain. You are no longer prey. Nothing is your predator, you are the last hunter.
"Vampires have existed since the dawn of time. We are gifted with incredible strength and jumping abilities. The night is as clear to us as day, and you now have the fine tuned senses of the best hunting animals. Your hearing and scent are now sharp enough to hear a drop of blood fall fifty feet away on a busy street, and follow the bleeder's scent for five miles on the strength of that one drop."
"But-"
Kagura looked at her sharply for the interruption. "What?"
"Are vampire legends true?" Kagura laughed, and Kagome winced. That was not a healthy sound. "No reflections, can't pass into a house uninvited, hates garlic, that sort of thing?" The miko girl nodded. "Not a bit of it. The mirror and invitation trick only works on specters, the ghost of vampires, not living ones. Garlic is just too strong a smell, but it will not stop us."
"But I'm-I was a miko." 'At least, I was in training to be one.' "How can I be a vampire?"
"You mean that rubbish about not being able to touch holy objects and people? Not all vampires can touch holy things, this is true, but the most powerful can. It would burn their hands, but it's possible. The more malice and hate in a vampire's heart, the more demonic they become."
"S-so if a good person becomes a vampire, they'll become-(gulp)-evil?"
"No," Kagura said flatly. "A vampire is still person. We can be evil or neutral. There are no good vampires to my knowledge, just some that won't harm humans for sport. They deny their gift the blood it needs to flourish."
"The blood?"
"We do not have to exist solely on blood. We can eat food like humans, but all it does is sustain the body. The more a vampire feeds, the more powerful they become. Especially if they drink the heart blood of a powerful human."
Kagome was beginning to feel remarkably like a parrot. "Powerful?"
"People strong of will or of magic, like witches, sorcerers, warriors, or priests."
"Why didn't you drink my heart blood?" 'Not that I'm complaining, but still.' "I know I'm just a miko in training, but"-
"You ask a lot of questions, little girl," Kagura said coldly. "I wanted you for a reason. Since you can still use you powers, if you have any," she said sardonically, "you can fetch a certain holy object for me. A sacred halberd that can control the waves and winds of the sea. It's kept at a small temple, guarded by a single monk. An easy enough task even for a newborn vampire."
Kagome frowned, "Then why do you need--" her face cleared with understanding. "You can't enter the temple grounds, can you?"
"No, none of us can. We are all," she chuckled mirthlessly, "demonic in nature. But you are still pure of heart. You an easily fetch the halberd for me."
Kagome glared outright at the vampire. "What makes you so sure I'll do as you say?"
Kagura smiled craftily. "Your aunt is still in town isn't she? She's been looking for you for the past three days, wandering the city. You wouldn't want her to run into something nasty, would you?" She grinned as Kagome's look of defiance crumpled like paper.
If looks could kill, Kagura would be writhing on the floor if Kagome had her way. "But how am I supposed to get this halberd? And what about the stake thing?"
Kagura paused. "The 'stake thing,' as you put it, is true. It is very hard to kill a vampire, we are very long lived. Ordinary weapons can't hurt us for long, we can heal almost instantly. But if a stake is driven through a vampire's heart, or their head is taken off, death is instantaneous."
Then came Kagome's real worry. "What about sunlight?"
Kagura scowled. "Only a vampire that hasn't killed can walk in the light. Otherwise, adios."
Another thought came to the girl. "I'm no fighter."
"That's where your new pet comes in. We are served by our creations, the werewolves." She gestured to Sesshomaru. "We forced the magic of dog demons to inhabit the bodies of ordinary humans. That rubbish about biting to make more werewolves is not true; it requires a very specific spell. They are all spelled with collars to control them, each with a single subduing word. Each word is different, and a different affect on the werewolf. That's how they can be trained. think of it like choke-chain commands." Kagura smiled, and Kagome visibly shivered. that was just so- cruel and sadistic. Kagome decided if she hadn't outright hated that thing- she no longer deserved the title of woman-she would have right then.
"They run in packs they call clans, and each 'clan' is linked to one line of vampire. Sesshomaru is eternally bound to my line, I created him myself. I've had centuries to train him to my exact tastes." Kagome caught Sesshomaru giving out a very slight shudder, and quailed at the thought of just what tastes Kagura was referring to. He's bound to give a werewolf to each of my vampires, and they will serve my children until death, sometimes beyond. Their blood isn't as sweet as a human's, but if you're in need of a quick bite," the vampire still got a kick at the old pun, "they'll do.
"Its damn near impossible to bleed them to death, their blood regenerates, so you can gorge yourself and not need to worry about loosing a pet. Oh, but keep them away from anything silver. It weakens them like poison, thins their blood so they can die from it, so don't let any polish your jewelry." Kagura smiled in obvious pleasure at a memory, and Kagome just knew she'd made some poor werewolf do just that to watch them be in pain. "Show her the new pet she gets to keep."
Sesshomaru gestured to the hall and two other werewolves came in carrying a third. The healthy two looked slightly like Sesshomaru in that they had gold eyes, but their other features were different colors and sizes. But the third one that they carried could have passed for Sesshomaru's brother. He had long white hair too, and the same pale features. The only difference was that he had dog ears right on top of his head.
But this young man, boy even, was not as in good a shape. As in, he was bleeding from multiple cuts and wounds. He had a collar and a leash tied around his neck, and Sesshomaru picked this up. He led the trio over to Kagome and put him down before her, handing her the leash. The boy managed to kneel, or rather, it was all he could do to stop from going on the floor in a heap. Sesshomaru said, "His name is Inuyasha."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~* how that? hope you all like it, please review!!