Chapter 2 The Hidden

He woke up not really knowing how long he had been asleep. So he stood up and looked around taking in the scenery. He wanted to know what had happened. Nothing seemed any different then the way it had been. He was still surrounded by the black mist and he was still lost in the Dead forest. He sighed when he realized he was never going to leave this place. Instead of waiting for his death to come he decided to keep walking straight ahead in the direction he faced. After he lost consciousness he was unsure of his original path so he walked a new instead.

He guessed he had been walking for an hour now and he didn't know if it was day or night. Because in this forest it was always night.

As he continued to walk through the forest he noticed that it started to get lighter. He thought the forest was playing tricks on him as if it were mocking him. But as he became closer and closer to the lightened part of the forest he could hear birds singing. Finally telling him it was no trick he started to pick up speed until he was in a full-blown run.

When he broke through the tree line he came to a sudden halt because of what he saw before him.

There were trees standing about twenty feet from the middle of the small oasis. A small pond with giant Koi in it sat off to the left with all different colors of flowers. A single Sakura tree that shaded part of the pond that held several birds that sang such beautiful songs were there as well. He still thought his eyes played cruel jokes on him.

As he continued to gaze around the small clearing he saw a small temple made of stone that was placed to the right of the Koi pond. It all seemed so ethereal with the sun shining through the clouds as if the gods gazed upon the beautiful sight before him.

He started to slowly walk to it. He thought that if he tried to touch it he could prove the tricks were real. But he was hesitant because he wanted it all to be real and was afraid to be proven otherwise. If he could actually touch it and feel it he would be relieve. However, if his hand went through it he would go crazy with anger from the tricks his mind and eyes played.

When his hand made contact with the pleasantly rough and warm surface he couldn't contain himself. He smothered the stone wall with his body as he inwardly cried out in joy.

After calming down and drinking some water from the pond he decided he wanted to know what lay beyond the threshold of the temple.

As he entered he the temple was made of magic. For the temple seemed small from outside but when stepping inside was tall and quite spacious.

While walking around the temple he noticed there was only one door throughout the whole building. His curiosity getting the best of him he walked towards it and opened it. He looked ahead and saw a long dark ad dank hallway and decided to keep going. Taking his first step he was caught off guard when a torch on either side of him lit up. The more steps he took more torches would light.

Reaching the end of the hallway he was suprised to find a dead end. The only things present there were two statues. One was a fox while the other was a two-tailed cat. He turned around to leave but was stopped mid step by a feral growl the came from behind him. Turning around he was frozen in horror with his eyes wide.

In front of him stood a man with bright red hair and bright green eyes. His hands and feet were furry paws instead of the usually pale skin covered ones. He stood there ready but relaxed as his red fluffy tail swished back and forth. Beside him was a giant cat with razor sharp teeth and to fangs that protruded two inches past it's jaw. It's feet held raging flames of fire that came from its heel and with its tail straight in the air as it stood in a defensive stance and was growling.

At that moment he thought sadly, 'I'm going to die.'

They all stood in painful silence for a few minutes until the green-eyed man spoke.

"Those who wish to enter the resting place of the Fair Maiden must first give their name." He said with an empty voice.

'The Fair Maiden? That seems so familiar.' He thought. "I, King of the Western Land, Lord Sesshoumaru." He spoke with pride

When he said his name he noticed the cat relax and the man bowed.

"We have waited many centuries for you to return. And we feared that you might not. You may enter my lord." The man said and with a wave of his hand making a door appear behind them.

Before entering the door he noticed they turned back into statues waiting to be called upon again.