A year and a few months had passed and they moved to a small hut in well... The middle of nowhere, the kids barely aged and her, well her condition is bad but not enough to get her bed ridden or inactive.
Moving out of the door silently in the brisk night she stumbled forward, her breathing already becoming slightly rougher than usual as half her face was scarred with the deep purple/blue veins on the right side, which was her green eye. The crisp air tickled her skin as her nose twitched, something didn't smell right. Eyeing her surroundings she continued forward, being sure to correct her stride whenever it faultered, her claws digging into her palms and a frown creeped onto her visage.
Her eyes blinked silently as they slowly adjusted, her senses not as keen as they used to be due to the poison reaching her head, not far from her brain or heart as it stretched just to the top of her breast on the right side such as her head, her skin dyed a deep blue, which looked rather sickly on her pale skin. Her eyes drooped slightly as she leaned against a tree for balance, ragged breaths taring through her lungs whilst her mouth hung open, desperate for air.
Silence engulfed her before a shrill scream echoed through the thick canopies of the tree tops, making birds scatter and flee in every direction, a thick scent of blood entered the air as the warm liquid climbed up her throat, spilling out of her lips and onto the floor, cutting off the shrill scream which had brought her children to attention, although the sounds were very muffled and she couldn't make out anything around her.
Her crinkled eyes glanced at her back to find a large sickle on a chain stuck into her spine, which bled rather consistantly without hesitation. As her blood began to pool on the ground it flourished before a bucket took its place, happily lapping up the warm red liquid.
"Surround the demon! Don't let her escape!" She barely heard the shout of what seemed like a youthful male voice, her eyes, now blurred from the loss of blood set on a small black haired human, a mask over his face and the sickle and chain in his hands, he looked no older than 14. She growled with little effort as she recognised the uniform...
Demon trophy hunters.
With a bright flash she noticed two large winged canines, fangs bared circle her, snarling at anyone who came close as she stumbled forward. Her eyes flashed a bright red momentarily as she watched the humans harm her precious children. Opening her mouth she released a horrific sound, similar to the howl of a wolf with the mighty roar of a dragon and hiss of a snake mixed together, it brought all of the surrounding to her attention as she began to tranform, her children had never seen her true form in their life. Her eyes locked with each of theirs in turn as she grew into a terrifying creature approximately a metre taller than an average inuyoukai in their true form. The triple sabor teeth hung low, dripping with black liquid as the silver pelt of hers gleamed in the moonlight. Standing over her pups she snarled with eyes bleeding a vibrant red, whilst her coat stained a darker red with dried blood as it continued to dribble down her spine.
Sesshoumaru swiftly moved through the unclaimed territories, his cold gaze scanning the surrounding as he moved too fast for the human eye to comprehend. He had left behind his advisor, a rather annoying toad which never shut up, and his double headed dragon which carried necessary supplies. His nose twitched at a familiar, yet unfamiliar scent before shrill cries caught his attention. He moved to ignore them but stopped short at the vast scent of blood, and a desperate surge of youki and reiki swarming towards him.
His body froze at the amount of emotions swirling through the aura before he turned towards the direction of the aura and scent of blood, strong enough to cause him to gag.
His feet barely touched the ground as he halted, eyes widening slightly at the sight infront of him, a giant, literal giant, wolf like creature was towering over a large crowd of humans, of which as their weapons stuck in every side of the unfortunate demon, dragging it down. He remained still until he noticed two slightly familiar winged wolves, a pale white underneath the body of the gigantic silver canine-thing. It was only then he noticed the two multicoloured eyes, swarming over the humans as a giant tail sweeped them up, or atleast some of them and crashed them into the nearby tree trunks. He couldn't catch a scent due to the pooling blood on the floor as a giant shadow caught his attention.
His bewildered golden eyes rose to two giant wings which were half dragon and half feathered. Calming his racing heart he narrowed his eyes as he looked at the enraged face of the demon, she was disorientated, distracted of sorts... He watched as the collosal body crashed to the ground, obviously breathing heavily before it shrunk into a very familiar female hybrid, breathing heavily with torn clothes which barely covered her curvy and succulent body.. Shaking his head he snapped his eyes instantly to the blue lines and bruise coloured skin as it stretched across her body, he could feel its pulsing as he noticed it travel down to her right fingertips before becoming dormant.
Feeling a growl form in his throat he stepped out and watched as the humans failed to notice his presence. He released the growl from deep within his chest, it was more of a feeling than a sound but they hadn't failed to hear him at all as they all turned, unsheathing their short-range weapons. However they halted at the movement of an elderly man, approximately middle aged as he moved forward, a smug look on his face.
"What is going on, human filth?" His voice sounded monotonous but the deepness of it and silence caused everyone to know there was trouble as their eyes locked onto him warily, still in defensive positions.
"Greetings, Lord Sesshoumaru." Golden eyes narrowed as a small smile approached the mans lips, his torso bowing deeply as the blood splattered, torn clothes hung limply onto his body, though Sesshoumaru could tell it was mostly not his as he was undamaged, by appearance.
"Do not make me repeat myself." He growled out the few words, stepping closer to the unintimidated man, not failing to notice the population of blood filled containers scattered across the battlefield.
"We are simply taking down unneeded vermin from the area." The humans grin was smug before the golden eyes snapped onto two desperate whines from behind the man, barely seeing the two children of the hybrid cling onto the rather limp body, tears streaming down their faces, though he could hear her breathing.
"Mama! Wake up! Wake up!" The high pitched cries caused him to wince slightly as he watched through cold eyes as the humans caught the youngsters and locked them into a painful, stilling position. Their cries of pain caused a strike of emotion to flow through him before he saw the body stir, getting up sluggishly before swiftly moving towards the humans, lifting a hand to strike and hitting nothing as they released the children which once again clinged to the almost lifeless body, kneeling with a thin stream of blood coming from beneath her.
"Explain." He growled roughly, barely controlling himself as he watched the touching scene of the woman, barely alive, comforting her children with a sweet smile and kind eyes despite the excruciating pain she must be going through due to the small winces when she moved to hold them tightly.
"Gladly, we were passing through when this demon attacked us, we managed to strike her and she transformed into her true form. We faught and managed to subdue the beast. We plan on enslaving her." His voice was confident but no scent of lies wafted up from the explanation as his growl suddenly turned into a snarl, causing the human to faulter slightly, hesitant in his actions.
"Move." He walked briskly passed the human and enclosed on the barely breathing hybrid, instantly kicking her ribs as she flung from her position to be face first on the floor after crashing into a tree trunk. His eyes bled a steady red as he gripped her neck, lifting her and shoving her against the tree trunk, tightening his grip drastically.
"Se-" She attempted to speak but paused to inhale a very desperate rasp for air, clawing at his wrist extremely weakly as her body grew tense and the blood continued to drop onto the ground.
"Why did you attack the ningen?" His voice was demanding as he snarled at her, baring his fangs as fear settled into her scent, the scent was rather unnerving as the red bleeding in his eyes paused close to his now differently coloured pupils. Staring at her he noticed the few trails of deep red from her eyes to her chin, they were tears, tears of blood.
"I-I.. was prote...ng my pup-" She cut off to inhale another body shaking gasp for air before continuing. However when she opened her mouth she started to struggle and kick as she couldn't breath any longer, managing to shove him away her lung wracked her body as she desperately gulped at the air, laying on the ground, stomache facing the ground as she failed to lift herself.
"I.. didn't atta..ck them.. first." She was still rasping as a clear red stained crystal droplette fell from her eye. Her fists gripped the grass desperately as she fought back to sobs and cries of agony as her almost bare back revealed the horribly scented and gruesome looking poison wound.
"She lies." His growl shut up the human stepping forward with a few words, his eyes layed on the hybrid who was desperately fighting for her life on the ground, intent for her to continue. When she didn't he gripped her silver hair, silky soft which caught him by surprise but supressed in pausing in his actions.
"What are you trying to tell me hybrid?" His voice was pure icy venom as he ignored the coughs that tore at her throat and silent scream of pain.
"C-can't you s-see?" A single eyes opened as her raspy voice reached his ears, her voice was barely audible to even him as two desperate pups scratched at his arm, his golden gaze locked onto two pale blue desperately sorrowful eyes, yearning for their mother in their eyes clearly as the eldest and most powerful of the pair screamed up at him.
"Let mama go!" His fangs sunk into his skin but he didn't move from his position, failing to feel the hybrid fall unconscious in his grip as he bared his fangs at the children. They didn't seem intimidated as they clawed and bit him, wanting their dying mother back. He raised his green glowing claws and moved to wing down, pausing instantly at a sharp voice accompanied by two scents.
"Sesshoumaru! Halt your actions!" His golden eyes turned to his father, standing beside his younger half-brother before letting his hand drop but not releasing the unnoticed unconscious hybrid in his hands.
"Holy shit! What the fuck did you do fluffy?!" He growled at his brothers words as the hanyou, silver ears atop his head quickly moved forward, followed by his father as the glare sent from the elder youkai caused him to spill the answers required.
"I came from the scent of blood to find this hybrid-" He lifted the unconscious body, lifted by hair, in his hand, still unaware of the lack of responce as he released her silver hair, causing her to thump on the ground, easily ignoring the grieving cries of the pups. "Fighting the ningen, I came through when she had collapsed, barely alive. The humans described her as attacking them but they managed to take her down." He growled at his words as his brother was standing over the body of the hybrid, cradling her body gently as his equally golden eyes scanned her body, pausing indecently at her large bust before continuing onwards, looking at all the injuries that was caused by the fight.
"I see, but that is no reason to strike an innocent pup, I taught you better Sesshoumaru." His growl sent shivers down everyones spines, he moved forward to inspect the raggedly breathing body before pausing at a rather familiar face, two small clawed hands clinging and pulling on his own like a lifeline.
"Mama! S-she didn't hurt them first!" His attention was caught by the young pup, only sheer truth was smelt in the words as he bent lower, inspecting the young pup with wide desperate eyes and looked into them with calm, cold golden orbs.
"What happened pup?" He asked in a slightly gentler tone, ignoring the gasp of his youngest son as she intently watched the shy pup.
"M-me and brother were watching from our window when ma-m-mama went outside.. W-we saw a small human sling this curved silver thing at her and stick into her back.. We smelt blood and came out to protect mama, but her eyes turned red and she changed into her true form.. t-to protect us... They took those wierd things and filled them with mama's bloo-" He paused to let out a heartbreaking sob, shaking as his brother stepped forward, rage evident in not only his scent but appearance.
"They took her blood! They healed themselves with it and left her dying! She did nothing wrong! Look! They all live!" His higher pitched voice rose as his small finger pointed towards the human swarm, Taro's eyes scanned over the humans and his eyes narrowed as he noticed none were injured and none were dead at all, the pups explanations indicated that the young hybrid was infact innocent, simply protecting her children.
"Then that dog came and actually believed the humans! He grabbed her by the throat and almost killed her!" The final cry was enough to send a river of tears down the cheeks of the young boys, seemingly twins.
"Father..." Taro's eyes snapped towards his youngest sons with the body in his hands, he flashed to come in front of his son before gasping slightly at the sight of the woman, she was very familiar and hard to not recognise as two vibrant eyes with black backgrounds, though lacking the usual glow and life in them, stared at him directly in the eyes, blinking slightly as the entire body shook with each passing breath.
It was the hybrid they had met over a year ago, or atleast he and his son. Eyami Okanatami.
"T-Taro.." The voice was but a very soft breath as the ears atop her head were almost limp against her head, her body refusing to move as she was partially held in the hanyou's arms. Her eyes closed with a frown as she continued to breath with difficulty.
"Eyami, it's okay. You'll be fine." His voice was gentle as he snapped his gaze to the humans, anger evident as he saw the buckets and containers full of the dames blood, held protectively by the humans. He scanned over their attire and growled deeply, those were no ordinary humans. They were trophy hunters, those who killed demons who were innocent for their bodies or contents, such as Eyami's healing dragon blood.
He felt his body move forward in anger as he cracked his claws, ignoring the surprised expressions from his sons as he passed them but paused at the loud, suffering cough of the hybrid of whom he had grown on.
Snapping his eyes to the younger hybrids he watched his sons shocked expression, his body stiff with fear of harming the dying dame. With a huff he barked at his youngest son a command that could not be refused. "Inuyasha! Take her to our camp and get her bandaged up." His eyes then snapped to his eldest sons who was watching with dislike clear in his eyes, no shame whatsoever at his actions.
"Sesshoumaru. Do you realise you were about to kill an innocent? A mother at that?" His voice was a deep growl as his eldest son turned to him, his cold gaze more bitter than usual as gold met gold.
"The humans had no lies in their tale." He snapped back cooly at his father, ingoring the growing growl before stopping short at the final piece of information.
"You stupid dog! They are specialised in such, couldn't you see their attire? They are trophy hunters, and Eyami specifically, if I recall, described that she was a hunted species." His voice was grave as his growl silenced, pure disappointment in his gaze as he registered no change in his offsprings attitude.
"You are to remain away from her from this point onwards." With that Taro turned and moved with his demon speed towards the camp, noticing the demoness hybrid was now awake and breathing a little easier, her back against a tree but remaining unbandaged. He noticed the two young pups snarling protectively by her side, keeping his youngest son at bay.
Eyami snapped her blurred gaze to an approaching figure, she had awoken short moments ago to the snarling of her pups protectively by her flanks, in their true forms at a hanyou not far away, his scent had engulfed her earlier as the pain in her chest increased with each passing moment, her right eye closed due to the throbbing of the spreading poison. The sun had risen, making her appearance more visible as she watched the hanyou's expression become one from wary to curious. Snapping her eyes in the direction of a larger youki aura she recognised the kind inu-youkai almost instantly, placing a shaky hand on each of her sons furry shoulders, causing them to stop and look at her concerned.
"Miss Okanatami, how are you feeling?" She practically snorted at the question, unable to talk just yet as his eyes widened when the sun hit her face, revealing the spread of poison and the rather disgusting looking trait of it.
Taro's eyes widened considerably as he finally took notice of the discoloured skin and strings of deep blue veins, directed towards the base of her spine in many, many curved and branching lines popping up from her skin. She had not lied when she suspected only having under two years to live, that would leave her with only 8 months approximately. He narrowed his golden eyes as he eased her from her position and growled deeply at the very noticable point she was poisoned in her spine, he could feel her struggling to breathe against his shoulder as the equally discoloured arm held her body still on his shoulder. Laying her back down gently he said a silent command of sorts, so only she and Inuyasha could hear.
"Sleep, you need to heal. Inuyasha, be sure Sesshoumaru stays away, clear?" His dominance was shown in his posture as his youngest solluted rather firmly and seated himself in the branches above the suffering, yet sleeping damsel as the twins shifted and snuggled tightly against her flanks, her steady breathing easy to hear due to her abused throat, bearing a large red mark from his sons hand.