Note From The Author!

***My apologies to anyone who was mislead by the first chapter posting, it was indeed for another story. To reward your quick response and kindness, here is a teaser chapter. More coming soon!***


No sooner than the liquid had gone down, it was back up. Jaken watched as Rin suddenly came to from her state of drowsiness and delirium, lurched forward, and become ill violently. Almost as if something had compelled her from within, to release anything vomitable thing from the confines of her stomach.

"Rin!" Jaken gasped in shock.

Rin gagged and coughed on the bile and waste, making way from her stomach to the ground, barely holding herself up on the weight of her arms.

Jaken thought of going rub her back, but thought better of it once he realized he was too close for comfort as was. He took a few steps back and called out again.

"Are you feeling better?" he shouted from nearly the opening of the cave.

Rin didn't reply and couldn't even if she had wanted to, she could barely hear over the roaring over her ears and the scorching heat in her chest and stomach.

As her sudden illness came to pass, Rin gasped and coughed for breath.

She looked over her shoulder where her weapons and vials had been dumped beside the cavern wall. She noted the yellow bottle and before she could throw a deadly glance at Jaken, collapsed in her vomit.

"That's disgusting!" Jaken shouted from the distance.


Sesshomaru sat nonchalantly by the tree, watching A-Un who grazed freely now that he was no longer on guard.

The broken man lay several feet away from him, still recuperating from his injuries. His breath which had been so greatly labored before was now even and heavy sounding; in fact he snored like a boar. Clearly the tiresome work Rin had devoted to the man had not been in vain and Sesshomaru found himself both intrigued and annoyed. A thunderous sound tore through the stillness of the night, disrobing its grace and tainting its joy.

Sesshomaru growled.

Had the ningen not been Rin's latest pet project, he'd have died for disrupting his peace of mind, of which he had none and again it was Rin's fault. He looked at the stars which littered the dark sky and felt his eyes narrow in frustration.

She was late. He told her that he wanted her back by night fall, that had been some time ago and yet here he sat; alone. A low growl started to rumble in his chest, she defied him at every turn.

"A-Un. Guard." He ordered before he stalked into the night.


"Kohaku-sama." Seirin sighed.

Kohaku looked over his shoulder and held her gaze.

Her gaze fell to the ground in humble submission, "I'm sorry, but we- "

"I know." He grunted through clenched teeth. "Tell the men to rest. We return home at day light."

"Home?" she replied.

"Did you have plans to go elsewhere?" he asked her bitingly.

Seirin flushed, "I don't understand, how can we go home?"

"Simple." He replied as he turned around and brushed passed her. "We leave."

Seirin followed after him, "How can you say such a thing? How can we face the Kami knowing we did not seek justice for our brethren? You say we are a family of slayers, that we honor one another even in death, and this is how you repay them? How you repay Yun?" she argued.

Kohaku turned around to face her, "What do you suggest Seirin? That we go and avenge them? And what? Lose more men in the process? We came here to do a job and did just that, our fallen brethren wouldn't ask for more than that." He reminded her. "Don't forget that your vengeance is always wielded better in the hand of your enemy."

"Of course, but we are slayers, we do not act in vengeance but we do have an obligation to the people of this land. It is our Kami given duty to protect them when we can. We know the ogre population is growing, we know how ruthless they are, and now we can track them. Their camp cannot be more than a day away, now is the time that we lay siege to their towns and to their families."

"And this is what you think Yun would have asked of us?" he asked her.

"You were like a brother to Yun, you shouldn't have to ask." She replied.


Sesshomaru walked further into the now open plain, feeling an odd sense of relief. He'd followed a scent of Jaken and decay, though he knew it wasn't Rin's decaying flesh he scented, a number of thoughts pestered at his mind. He realized quickly though that Rin had hidden her scent; it was the only logical explanation as how the path of destruction that he was currently following could have been created.

Even on his best day, Jaken couldn't inflict this kind of damage to the earth. Perhaps her notoriety was not to be forsaken after all, but as he reached the field and saw an ogre corpse, alongside her mask; he wondered what he should do next.

The last thing he needed in the midst of battle was an uncontrolled variable and Rin was proving to be just that.