Sesshomaru rolled to the front of the carriage banging his head against the wood from the carriages sudden halt. As he looked up he could find meijin nowhere to be found, but this personally made sense. I mean his father wouldn't exactly spare him just for bringing his son back to him. Well no madder, he crawled to the back door and arouses the sheet eager to see his home and to ask forgiveness of his father. But disappointment filled his heavy heart as three brutish men stood before him wicked grinning smiles plastered to their faces. One of the brutes stepped away so the other could get in and grab the boy. Sesshomaru backed against the wall of the carriage as a muscular arm waved out to snatch him. He started acting as if he were on hot coal; Sesshomaru grew more frantic every time he felt a hand brush over his feet.

The man hooked his fingers over the boy's puffy hakama leg, pulling him off balance as he tumbled to the floor. The brute immediately started dragging the boy. Sesshomaru started kicking wildly out of control, struggling against the man for dear life. "Let go, Let me go! LEAVE ME ALONE!" He yelled kicking his muscular chest in one swift movement, knocking the wind from his lungs. The Raged man locked his big arms strongly around the squirming boys legs and dragged him out, sesshomaru hitting his chin against the corner as he clung to the right side of the opening, his claws litterly carving into the wood. He put as much strength as he had into his fore arms trying to stay put. Sesshomaru felt the man slowly slipping 'I CAN make it!" He screamed in his head, His determination growing as he felt the man slipping further back. But this dream was shattered as he felt another pair of arms grab his other leg. And gradually he started getting weaker to the point where he was only connected by the tips of his fingers; his knuckles gone white, but this hold of his didn't last long. Tired and weak he finally slipped off and was tackled in the dewy grass.

He occasionally tried to resist, but they were just two strong and had too good of a hold on him so he just stayed put, saving what little strength he had. He was finally at peace, till he felt hands lift his feet and place them into the grooves of something. He turned his head to see what the object was, but he couldn't see past one of the men that held him down. He was soon held up. A strong arm wrapped around the boy forcefully holding him down to his chest. As Sesshomaru leaned over to see what was on his feet, the pair of arms binding him started to strengthen. When he looked down he saw a big wooden contraption over his ankles and the weight of it made it hard to move his legs.

"Ha-ha, a squirrelly lad we've got here. So this is the great and mighty son of Satsumi-Kyou and the mighty Inu no tai sho? Looking pretty scrawny to fit the description of what's been said on the wind. I suppose that's why it's been on the wind, eh? I guess this is a little lesson we mustn't forget, you really can't listen to gossip without being deceived!" The man yelled from atop the castle walls. Sesshomaru just realized he had been struggling the whole time in the front yard of the castle. It was an enormous castle really. Walls as high as a mountain of course then again it was built along side a mountain. As he looked around the castle he noticed another figure up top standing long side the man.

"MEIJIN!" It was Meijin! He looked so cruel with his arms folded; hair blowing partial in his face. 'How dare he… just why?' "Meijin HELP ME!" He screamed. His every word bouncing from rock to rock. "HELP ME! I WANT TO GO HOME!" Meijin shot a glare at him as his cousin started fighting to get out of their hold. Kicking and wiggling, and the fetters on his feet gave his kicks a greater power to the wicked blows. Meijin grew board of the child's worthless attempts at escape.

"Hold him down!' hollered the man atop the wall

"We can't! He won't stop squirming."

"Then do somthin about it, Knock him out!" The brute unleashed one arm and rouse it over the child, the sun casting the shadow over Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru looked up in shock as the man began hitting his skull repeatedly. Tears ran down his face as he winced in pain. He had never felt so betrayed. A stream of blood trickled down his noble brow as his head was pushed down from each impact of the demon's clenched fist. His arms curled under the demons muscular arm puncturing him with his talons out of dreadful pain.

Meijin heard Sesshomaru's high pitched cries as he was being beaten. With every cry of terror his eyes winced. His mind taunted by a mental image. The child was paying for HIS sins, Meijin's sin's.

Meijin sent a cold glare towards the General, The man took this as meijin's way of saying he wanted to get to more important matters. So as much as he wanted to continue watching his boys beat the son of the dog into a coma, he had to leave. So he took one last glance down at the massacre below before turning his back completely on them and walking away.

All of Sesshomaru's senses had duller and it was very hard for him to focus on anything. He noticed the figures on the grand wall begin to leave. Meijin took his time, stopping to give him one last look and that's when he felt the right side of his face and ear drum pop as a flying fist bashed in his face. At that very second every thing instantly went black.

Once his head drooped over the muscular arms that boned him, he was drooped to the glassy wet grass. Meijin closed his eyes once more, tormented by the picture, and begun to leave.

"Errh!" The demon yelped through clenched teeth clutching his arm in sheer pain. As the men glanced over they saw deep triangular marks seeping in a revolting greenish tone with an abnormal color of deep red running down from the wounds.

"Poison."

"So he really is her son."

"Ya, you better get that treated it's already changed the color of blood near the surface."