Oi! Here we are! Same main idea as the manga, but in fairy tale form and the main character is a bit different. In a good! Or at least I think so... Oh, well! Just gone ahead and read it already!
I don't own InuYasha! Mean laywers!
Read and enjoy!
The Dog Prince: Manor of Dead
The loud, jerking rattle of bottles and crates, people screaming and then a roar. Jerking awake, she sat up; gasping as she frantically looked around. Where was she? She weakly got up, hands braced on the wall behind her. It was so dark! The only thing she could see was the cold grey stone walls, shelves lined with old dusty bottles, and high stacks of empty crates, most toppled over from the shaking that had woke her. Not good.
She stumbled forward as the ground shook again, catching herself against the door. It was sturdy at least, but that didn't last long as something rammed into it from the other side. She let out a whimper and braced her whole body against it. She had a feeling that what ever was trying to get in was dangerous. The second time pound sent her to the ground, landing hard on her side.
The door continued the shake as a body pounded into it until it finally burst open and the gigantic scaly body of a woman and her many…arms…slithered in. It hissed, curling some more of its body in, oddly resembling an insect. She let out a cry of fear and crawled into a corner, arms over her head.
It hissed again, yet words came out. "Give it to me! The jewel!" It crawled in farther, four of its arms reaching out towards her.
She took in fast heavy breaths, eyes wide. It wanted the jewel! "N-no! Stay away from me!" she cried, hands clutched around her jewel.
"You lowly little mortal!" It lunged at her, fangs bared in feral taste. She ducked and rolled away, hearing it crash into the wall. Dust and debris fell from the ceiling above, raining down on her as she scrabbled out of the room, gasping for breath as fear constricted her chest.
She heard it roar, thrashing about in the room behind. She looked around the corridor she ran down, just as dank and dark as the room she'd been in before until she came to a huge hall, a big wooden table and a few unmoving forms of men in armor. Dead guards. She gasped as she stepped in a puddle of blood, dripping from one of the guards. She clapped a hand over her mouth to hold back the urge to empty out her stomach and stepped back and around the blood. The silk slippers were soaked in the crimson liquid, along with the edge of her dress as it dragged along the floor, smearing it like a trail of war paint.
Why was she here, in a dungeon of all places? Hadn't her father sent her to stay with family? The doorway across the room had a toppled door on the floor in front of it, blood smeared on it in strange symbols and words. Yet again her stomach lurched in disgust. Some kingdoms were savage in ways and words. She recognized the words as a spell used for things of destruction of the Gintsukai army.
As soon as she stepped through the doorway, a screamed ripped from her throat at the sight in front of her. The entire corridor was covered in blood, the stones dripping. And not a body in sight to show the victim of the blood shed. A crash from behind her told that the demon after her had indeed gotten out and may have gotten over the table. She took of at a sprint down the bloody corridor, tear stinging her eyes. There must be no one left in this castle, if that's what it was. All because of her! She let out a sob, but kept on running, the clank of heavy scaled body parts smacked together in running of it own ringing out, bouncing of the walls.
At long last she came to a set of stairs and ran up them, bursting through a door. The sight was worse then that she'd seen before. Organs, heads, limbs, and blood filled the room, silk draperies and jewels glinting in a light of death. She rushed to a wall, heaving everything out of her stomach in one wave. She panted, bracing her hands against the wall as she tried to get ride of the disgusting taste of digested food from her mouth and throat.
What had happened here? Was it her fault? Was she going to end up like that? Questions rang through her mind, feeding a growing head ache. A roar tore her from her thoughts, leaving nothing but fear. She was going to die here!
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and turned around, biting her lip and wiping away her tears at the mutinous scene on front of her. She set off, running across the gore, stepping carefully around things no one should ever see in their life.
She passed room after room, each one filled with the murdered. And the next worse then the other. It twisted her mind into turmoil, tears now dry. Such disaster.
Finally she stopped in a huge entrance hall, gigantic twin oak doors with majestic carvings on them. She cautiously went up to them, almost as if they would attack her like another wild demon. Two huge brass knobs stood out on the thick glossy wood, most likely used for opening them. She'd never seen such devices, but they were most likely expensive and of the finest materials.
She gripped the knob, pulling on it. It didn't move one bit. She frowned and then tried pushing it in. No success. Loud echoing booms rang out through the empty manor, startling her. The demon was coming! She turned it to the right. It moved, but didn't open the door. The pounding and crackling of its body became louder and then a roar. It was really close now! She turned it to the left, pushing on it hard with her body and it flew open.
She fell to the ground just as the demon charged into the hall, hissing. She gasped and scrambled to her feet, running out into the bright moonlight. The mansion was surrounded by forest, a small dirt path leading away from the slaughter house. She made it into the woods, continuing on through the dense brush. Branches whipped at her face, roots catch her feet, and then she stumbled and fell, ankle giving a painful snap. She let out a cry of pain.
The demon burst down from a tree, encircling her with its long scaled body. She screamed and curled up into a ball, hands holding onto her jewel tightly. She was going to die in the middle of nowhere and no one would know!
A low rumble of thunder, the warm wet scent of rain, and a calming damp breeze. He let out a whine and opened his eyes slowly. Was he outside…? He lifted his head, wearily looking around at his surroundings. Brush, dirt, and trees all blocked any sights of living animals or humans. He snorted and pushed himself up on his arms- Wait! He looked down and letting out a howl. He jumped up, standing on all fours. He was a dog! He turned his head back to see a long bushy silver tail, lean legs made for running, and body size built for hunting anything almost.
He growled and circled around a tree, snapping his jaws. This was not good. How was he supposed the do anything like this? This must have been what his mother was talking about. Now he just had to find the Chosen One.
Padding back to the spot he woke up in, he plopped his bottom down, yawning and looking around. Now he just had to find his way to some kind of civilization. Then he spotted it. The bow his mother had gave him right before… Well, before he blacked out. He got up, going over and sniffing it. Then with as much care as he could must, picked it up with gentle jaws.
This was something special to him now. He'd never let it go. He whined softly at the thought of his mother and then set off in search of water. It would be smart to find some food and shelter also.
After searching a little, he found a small cool clear stream. Settling down near the edge, he set the bow down and peered into the water, moonlight giving him a clear look of his reflection. The handsome face of a silver hair youth was what he saw. Large golden amber eyes, the silver hair, and a pair of mutated ears on the top of his head, most likely dog ears.
He let out a whimper, scooting closer. He looked so different. Like his father almost… But, but, he wanted to look human! He wanted his black hair and violet eyes like his beautiful mother.
But, why did he have a human like reflection when he was a dog?
Just as he was about to begin pondering on that confusing statement, a loud scream pierced the air, startling him. He jumped, almost falling into the water and looking around, ears twitching and tail at a stiff point.
What in the hell was that? he thought, growling. The thick sent of blood hit his nose as a strong wind swept up from the water. Not good! And without even thinking about what it might be, he ran off in search of the source of the sound.
Searching, he let out short barks and growls, anger getting to him. Who would dare hurt anyone when he was near? He'd protect any human or half demon that he came across. That he promised. But the ancient and dangerous race of priest and priestess were something he avoided along with demons. They just needed to die off!
Finally he heard the loud creaking and groaning of a huge armored something moving around quickly. A demon. Slowing down, he caught the scent of different peoples blood mixed together, the foul stench of a demon, and a fear stricken living one. A girl maybe.
Growling loudly, he dashed forward, seeing the huge demon curling around the form of and struggling girl. A centipede demon. Those things didn't like to give up if it came to a good meal. But he stopped when it started to hiss out in human language.
"Give me the jewel!" it croaked, all six arms groping over her.
The Jewel? he exclaimed in his mind. She's the Chosen One!
She screamed again, tears streaking down her face. "Please help me! Please!" she cried, pounding at the scaled flesh crushing her.
He let out a loud growl, hair rising on the back of his neck. The vile smelling thing was going to kill the human and take the jewel! He wouldn't allow it! But he couldn't fight in this form!
Before he could even think of doing anything, he yipped, blinding pink light filling the air around them. The demon howled in pain and dropped the girl, hissing even more cruelly. Taking the chance, he rushed forward, standing in front of the crying girl, growling and revealing his rows of long teeth. The demon now was a few arms short, the smoldering stubs of flesh giving off a disgusting smell. He sneezed, but held his ground, growling yet again.
"A…A dog…?" The girl crawled up next to him, breathing heavily, and her face was covered in blood far from her own. She must have gone through so much. "B-but I could have sworn I heard someone say something about the jewel…" she said hoarsely, coughing. He whimpered and glanced at the demon. It was gathering it's wits up again. He gave her cheek a quick lick of comfort, tasting the blood of a man, and raising his guard in front of her.
There's no way in hell I'd let the demon get her! he thought.
"What? How can you talk?" she exclaimed from behind him. She could hear his thoughts!
I'm guessing you can hear my thoughts somehow, but don't ponder on that to long. We have to get out of here! That thing is just trying to figure where that blast came from and once it figures out that it was you, it'll never stop chasing you. Can you stand?
"I think so…"
Good. Now hurry! We must go!
He turned around, going up to her to try and offer any help he could, still glancing back to watch the demon. She pushed herself to her feet weakly, bracing herself against his back. As soon as she was standing, he took a few steps forward, slowly so she could get used to moving again.
She sniffed and started walking quickly, hiding behind trees as they passed them. "Thank you, who ever you are," she said quietly, as he passed her to lead to the stream they been at.
He just snorted and burst through into the clearing where he had been. His bow was sitting on the ground, perfect and right where he'd left it. Can you take that for me? he asked, nudging his last memento of his family with his nose. She nodded her head, carefully picking it up and clutching it to her chest. He watched as she pulled the thing the demon had been after out. The Sacred Jewel. We must move. You can look at that after we find a place to hide. Though I doubt we'll ever find one. Come!
She nodded; quickly follow after him as he ran along the shore. "But, there was a road back near the mansion I escaped from! Is there any way we could get back down that and follow it? We might be able to find some people…" she said, tear gathering in her eyes again. She must be scared beyond belief. She was dressed in clothes made for royalty, and yet she acted like a season traveler. And defiantly didn't have the poise of a royal.
It would be best not to just yet. The demon is to close to the place. It must have turned it into its nest. The thing must know the land like the back of its hand. Let's get going. Best to go in the water, that way it can't trace out scent.
He stepped into the cold water, feeling a shiver run up his spine, but not from the water. The girl had set her hand on his back for balance once again. He whined softly, starting forward. This was going to be a very long night.
Can guess who the girl is yet? No one tried guessing before... -sniff- That makes me sad... Well, try and guess if you want.
Tchsu!