Disclaimer: The Inuyasha series is the property of Rumiko Takahashi. This is a fan fiction story written for the purpose of entertaining. No profit is made.
Road to Recovery
It was a peaceful morning; several young girls had made the daily journey to the river outside their small village to bring water to their mothers so the day's work could begin.
That was not to be on this morning. A sphere of light came down from the sky and landed on the other side of the river. It blinded everyone. After all, who could help but look?
"I can't see!" one village girl shouted, "What is it?"
As the light faded, everyone fell silent. There were two creatures where the sphere had landed. One was a small green demon carrying a two-headed staff. The other, his reputation preceded him, for this was the west…his domain.
"Taiyoukai…run everyone!" they all left their buckets behind but no one in the village would question them upon their arrival. Sesshomaru, the Lord of the Western Lands, did not kill for sport but he would strike down any human foolish enough to remain in his presence.
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Sesshomaru growled as he sat up. He had changed back from his true form upon leaving his father's grave.
"Lord Sesshomaru!" Jaken was yelling hysterically while running around his lord in a panic. "That despicable hanyou. Not only does he steal what is rightfully yours but to cut off your arm with your own father's fang…."
"Silence." Sesshomaru glared down at his retainer then looked to his left sleeve. It was drenched with his blood; so much that a puddle was now forming on the ground.
He took his remaining hand and ripped the sleeve off.
"Here," he tossed it to Jaken, "Rinse this out. I need bandages. Be quick about it."
Jaken hurried to the river with the sleeve. The blood didn't have a chance to dry so it was fairly easy to rinse out.
"Here it is my lord," Jaken offered the now blood free sleeve to Sesshomaru.
"Fool," Sesshomaru growled, "I told you I need bandages!"
"Eh?" Jaken looked at the sleeve in his hands and realized his error. "Forgive me Lord Sesshomaru!"
Sesshomaru snatched it from Jaken. He tossed it lightly into the air and slashed it with his claws.
"Amazing…" Jaken looked on as strips of cloth floated back down to the ground.
Sesshomaru picked up one of the strips and formed a loose slipknot with his remaining hand. He placed it over the stump of his left arm and pulled it tight until the bleeding stopped. Using a larger piece of cloth he cleaned the blood off the stump then cleaned the wound by putting a small amount of his poison on it and rinsing off the area.
Sesshomaru stood to his feet and began walking away.
"Lord Sesshomaru! Don't leave me!" Jaken shouted as he ran back and forth between the river and the puddle of Sesshomaru's blood, using the remaining rags to clean it.
Sesshomaru paused and glanced over his shoulder, "When you are finished you will find me a suitable replacement to use until I regain my own arm."
"Yes my lord," Jaken tripped over the long rags he was carrying…landing on his face.
The End
I thought I'd make my first story a short one. I'd love to see this one drawn as a comic. Anyone who wants to try is welcome…just credit me for the original story and send me a copy of the comic! Yes, I'm a big Sesshomaru fan. I'm looking forward to reading some reviews for this.
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