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Chapter 13: Saphira's Revenge

"That jackass stole my katana!" Saphira said angrily.

"We are not going to lay a siege on him until we are properly prepared," Sesshoumaru said calmly.

"That katana is made from my father's fang! He stole my armor too!" Saphira said fiercely.

"I understand," Sesshoumaru said.

"No you don't! How would you like it if someone stole your sword?"

"I would not like it, I would probably hunt them down and kill them," Sesshoumaru said.

"Then you know how I feel!" She growled.

"Saphira! You must be patient!" Called Doragon. "Think of all the ways you are going torture him."

"I don't want to torture him," Saphira growled. "I want to put my boot in his face and cut his throat with my stolen blade."

She eventually wandered away from the men to find her mother. Her sensitive hearing picked up voices complimenting her mother.

"Well, done, Lady Kagome!" Came a male's voice. A soldier more than likely.

Saphira found her mother and several archers standing about a hundred yards away from some targets. Her mother's arrow was still quivering in the middle of the target.

"Ah, my Lady! Can you shoot as well as your mother?" Asked a soldier catching sight of Saphira.

"There's only one way to find out," Saphira said taking the bow and arrow that the soldier offered her.

Kagome watched her daughter carefully. She knew that Saphira had most of her father's traits. The only trait Kagome had seen in Saphira that belonged to her was stubbornness.

Saphira notched the arrow and took aim carefully. She paused as a familiarity passed through her body. Then she felt a warming sensation in her hands and arms, and a low hum was in her ears.

She let the arrow fly. It flew straight and true, making the target fly about several yards.

"Wow!" The soldiers shouted and ran to see if she had hit the center.

Saphira looked over where her mother was standing only to see her wearing a small smile of satisfaction.

"Mom, I've never shot an arrow in my life," Saphira breathed happy to please her mother.

"Yes, you have," Kagome said still smiling. "I taught you before your father took you away."

"Wait, Mom! What do you mean 'took me away'?" Saphira asked as her mother turned to walk away.

Kagome turned back around regarding her daughter carefully. "He took you when you were about five. I didn't see you again except for very short visits."

Saphira remembered that she had grown up traveling around the world with her father. But, her memories of her mother's shrine were few and far between.

"But, why?" Saphira asked.

"He knew," Kagome said simply. "He knew that it was the only time you would have together."

With that Kagome turned and walked away.

Saphira then knew her father must have known about his death before it came. She closed her eyes at the painful memory. 'He died so that I would travel to the past and meet him, because if he hadn't I would never have existed,' she thought sadly. Her father's death had been necessary for her existence and that made her feel guilty.

"What is it?" Came a voice from behind her. She turned to see Sesshoumaru with a worried expression on his face.

She smiled at him sadly. "The things people do so that others will exist."

He furrowed his brows in confusion. "Your father?"

Saphira nodded. "He died before I came here through the well. If he hadn't died, I would have never come and thus never existed."

"He's here now, isn't that all that matters?" Sesshoumaru said trying to offer her comfort.

But, she rebuffed it. "It isn't the same. The Doragon now isn't Doragon my father. He won't be that person for another five hundred years."

She turned and walked away, bow and arrows still in hand.

"Milord, did you see Lady Saphira's archery?" Asked a soldier at his elbow.

"No, I didn't."

"She is very good, milord! She shoots with the power of a miko," the soldier said smiling. "Her mother said she taught her when milady was just a tot."

"Is that so?" Sesshoumaru said looking at Saphira's retreating figure thoughtfully. "That could be very helpful to our plans."

"Do you have a possession?" Came a crackled voice from the darkness.

"What?" Asked a male voice shifting uncomfortably.

"A possession, a thing that belongs to...the victim," the voice cackled.

"Oh! Yeah, I got something," the male smiled evilly pulling a sword from his slash.

The sword proved to be unique. It was a katana with a blue blade and a pearl handle.

"Ah, a dragon fang," the ancient voice crooned taking the blade. The dark priestess rose and spit into the cauldron. "Now, you spit."

"What?"

"Spit!"

The man spit into the cauldron of bubbling liquid. The old woman mumbled some ritual and dipped the blade of the sword in the cauldron. As she pulled the blade out of the cauldron the blade changed from blue to red.

"Did it work?" The male asked impatiently.

"The color changing is a good sign," the woman mumbled. "The owner of this sword will become cursed within three days. They will then turn on the ones that they love most and destroy them. After they have killed their loved ones, the curse will slowly eat away at their souls until they too die."

"Are there any cures?"

The old woman laughed. "None that I would tell you about! Now go!"

"When are we going to leave?" Saphira whined coming into Sesshoumaru's study. Both Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru cringed at her whine.

"Do you think that there's a god?" Doragon asked cringing as well at the sound of his daughter's voice.

"I'll believe in anything just to her to shut up!" Inuyasha said.

"We'll be leaving in a few hours," Sesshoumaru said patiently, he could understand her eagerness to retrieve her sword.

"Well, when you're done can we talk?" Saphira asked, then when it looked like he was going to put her off she widen her eyes.

"Dammit," he said softly.

"Ha, she gets you with those puppy eyes!" Inuyasha snickered.

"Yes, Saphira," Sesshoumaru said not being able to resist looking into her eyes. He kicked Inuyasha's leg under the table.

"Hey!" Inuyasha growled.

Saphira wandered out of the room and eventually out of the castle. She wandered across a courtyard and into a quiet building that seemed to be forgotten.

As the door creaked open she could hear a piano playing. She walked in immediately realized it was a church of some sorts, or maybe a shrine.

She walked slowly up the aisle to a painting on the wall. The man in the painting looked like Sesshoumaru, but Saphira knew that it had to be Inutaisho. The inuyoukai had his hair up in a ponytail and she knew that Sesshoumaru always kept his hair down.

"That's my father," came Sesshoumaru's voice from behind her.

She didn't turn but continued to study the painting. "Inutaisho..."

He was surprised that she remembered.

"What is that music?" Saphira asked looking for the piano but finding none.

"It's an enchantment," Sesshoumaru explained.

"Hey Sesshoumaru?" She said turning to look up at him. "Do you believe in God?"

He had to keep still to keep himself from laughing, but he saw that she was serious. He took a deep breath. "I believe and fate and destiny, but no, not God."

Saphira frowned in disappointment. "Oh."

"Do you?" He asked grabbing her hand.

She looked down at her hand and then at him. "Who do you think controls fate and destiny?"

With that she yanked her hand free and was out of the shrine before he cloud blink. He slowly came out of the shrine.

"You told her you didn't believe in God, didn't you?" Came Kagome's voice.

Sesshoumaru turned and nodded at her. She was leaning on the side of the building.

"Bad move," she said.

"Why is that?" He asked.

"God is important to her," Kagome said softly. "Ever since her father died. I think it gives her comfort to know that he's taken care of."

"What about you?" Sesshoumaru asked before she walk away.

She looked up at him and smiled. "I believe that we make our own destiny."