Chapter 2:
Proposition"Who-who are you?" she asked suspiciously. He seemed powerful, more powerful than she was.
The little toad steeped forward. "My Lord Sesshomaru," he addressed the demon. "She is strong. She could be a powerful ally."
"Yes, Jakken," the demon drawled in reply. "I am aware of that."
"Sesshomaru?" Azami said. "Is that your name?"
"That's Lord Sesshomaru to you!" Jakken insisted.
"Sure, whatever you say, toad," Azami yawned, stretching her arms above her head. She saw that she still held the swords. "Oh, oops." Azami sheathed the swords. "So, what are you doing here?"
"You can't-!"
"Jakken," Sesshomaru warned. Jakken backed off. "I was going to ask you the same thing. You are not from around here. We rarely see Wolf Demons such as you."
"I decided to travel away from the pack. That's not a crime, is it?" Sesshomaru continued to stare into her eyes. "Good. Anyway, what kind of demon are you? A dog, or something?" she laughed.
"Yes," he said shortly.
Azami stopped laughing. "Oh, sorry."
They stared at each other. Sesshomaru's yellow eyes searched Azami's blue eyes. "Yes," Sesshomaru said slowly to himself. "She will be perfect."
"Perfect?" Azami asked. "Perfect for what? Whoa! You're not saying-?"
"Milord means," Jakken interrupted. "That you would be able to-"
"Don't interrupt an adult conversation, little one." Azami chided him.
"I should kill you on the spot!"
"Jakken," Sesshomaru intercepted. "You are not permitted to harm her in any way, unless she declines."
"Unless I decline what?" Azami shouted. "You two are the most confusing-!"
Sesshomaru stepped closer to Azami. They stood inches apart from each other, with Azami looking up into his beautiful eyes. He was much taller than she, a complete head taller.
"I want you," Sesshomaru began.
"Excuse me?" she interrupted, taken aback at his statement.
"Let me finish," he insisted. "I want you to work for me. You are strong and you know how to fight. Since you are demon, after all, you must have some other strength to you. What is it?"
Azami raised an eyebrow. She smiled slyly. "Alright, I'll show you. But you have to show me your true form, dog boy."
Sesshomaru nodded. Azami stepped back. She lavishly bowed, extending her arms wide. "I give you... Ookami!" She flipped backwards, her body transforming in midair. The ears and tail she kept, but they grew, as did her form. Her human body was exchanged for that of a giant black wolf's. She sat on her haunches with a smug look on her dog-like face.
"Very nice theatrics," Sesshomaru complimented. Azami lowered her head slowly as a thank you. "But your form wouldn't even scare a baby." Azami growled at him, hunching her shoulders. "Allow me to show you fear."
Sesshomaru's normally yellow eyes began to glow red. His human-like face elongated. The muzzle of a dog covered in white fur appeared. Sesshomaru's body shined pink for a moment before he spiraled into the air and landed again. When the light subsided, the form of a giant dog, hundreds of feet taller than Azami, emerged. Sesshomaru barked wildly at her, saliva dripping between his teeth. The ground beneath him sizzled and melted away from the venomous drool.
Azami felt diminutive, even in her wolf shape, against this Goliath of a dog. Without thinking of it, Azami converted back into her human form. Her mouth hung open in awe, her eyes wide. A smile started slowly on her face.
"Wow," she whispered. "That's fucking crazy."
Sesshomaru transfigured into his human form. "You're impressed?"
"Talk about your theatrics," Azami said, waving him off with a sly smile.
"You are still a powerful ally. Come with me, fight by my side."
Azami thought for a moment. "What do I get in return?"
"You keep your life," Sesshomaru told her coolly and with a deadly stare.
Azami faked a cheerful smile and clapped her hands together. "Sounds good to me," she laughed nervously.