Disclaimer: Inuyasha and all related characters are copyright of Rumiko Takahashi
AN: Two Months Since An Update…No Excuses Only An Update
Little Red Riding Rin
Chapter Eight
Reckoning
Last Time –
Looking up words were not eloquently available and her head so full to bursting that she could only scream and sob as she let fly a few weak punches into Sesshoumaru's chest.
"You killed my parents…you killed my parents…"
Now –
Now him self at a loss for words Sesshoumaru was left with a cold feeling of realization. As Rin's punches hit his chest he could feel her resolve weaken and his arms wrapped automatically around the young girl. Somewhere in the recesses of his mind he remembered a few flickering images. Anger, red, a screaming woman, a man fighting for his last breath…and a girl…who lived only because he was able to regain himself from the call of his inner demon.
Now there was simply nothing to do but comfort his sobbing future mate and wonder what the consequences of his actions would be. Regardless of the fact that the killing of Rin's birth parents had been out of control he could already feel that disgustingly human emotion of guilt building up on him, along with the desire to stay forever with Rin and make her pain go away. Unfortunately it was a matter of fact that the only thing he could afford to focus on was the incoming attack from the demon Naraku.
"Rin…I…There is nothing I can do or say to bring your parents back. But right now both of our lives and the lives of your fellow villagers are in danger…we must focus on the task at hand. When this is all over…I'll…I don't know what will happen…but I want you to come out of this alive."
Hiccupping some Rin pulled away from Sesshoumaru and looked up into his eyes. Already both of her birth parents were dead, and now her adoptive father. Whatever the cost would be…she would avenge him.
"I understand."
It was at this exact same moment in time, only a few miles away that Naraku had received the last piece of the Shikon Jewel.
For the longest time, Naraku had been considered a weaker demon. He had been born with little powers of his own, and had struggled to survive as long as he had. With the acquisition of the Shikon jewel shards, however, he had built himself up a reputation as somewhat of a power hungry madman. And the reputation was well earned, for now Naraku was working on plans to build himself the largest empire ever. Staring at the gleaming jewel, its pearly white color already tinted black with the negativity Naraku gave off he let out a loud laugh.
"With this my conquest of the Western Lands will come all that quicker."
It would have been a large mistake for anyone to assume that Rin had readily accepted the murder of her parents on Sesshoumaru's behalf. In fact as she watched him go over maps and different documents with his fellow Lords she couldn't help but feel an emotion foreign to her, but so powerful she felt as if it might consume her entire body whole.
Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath she walked back into "her" room.
It would also have been a mistake to assume that Sesshoumaru's mind was completely off of the events that he and Rin had just gone over. Growling angrily he walked away from the preparations for war. Laying his head down on the door of her room he whispered quietly to herself.
"How could I have done this to her…the one person I've ever loved…how will I redeem myself. Before I feel the reckonings of what I've done to her come upon me?"
Smiling darkly he sat up and stepped outside of his tent. Walking forward to the end of a low cliff he was able to overlook the camp of his warriors. There in front of him was a seemingly endless sea of human faces, all with glazed over eyes.
"WE ATTACK...TONIGHT!"
