"Let him be." the great Inu no Taisho spoke to his mate who commonly bothered her young son for having wandered off alone in an unknown area of the Western lands.
"Father, I've found a stone. It seems to be glowing." The young demon child announced as he approached his father. He held the stone out with both hands and gave it to his father for further observation.
Sesshoumaru's father took possession of the stone that seemed to have a vibrant red glow. His curiosity dumbfounded him, as he was unaware of where this stone could have come from. The only expression that he allowed himself to give infront of his son was nothing more than a raised eyebrow. After staring at the glowing stone for quite some time, Inutaisho decided that it would be best to return the stone to where it came from.
"Son, take this back to where you found it," his father directed, and sent him on his way.
Sesshoumaru hung his head, took back the stone, and took off to return the stone to where he found it. As soon as he arrived at the place he found the stone at, he noticed a sudden change in the atmosphere. His sharp, growing senses heightened. He perked up and turned his head to the sky, curious to know what was causing such a strong, overwhelming feeling of darkness to be cast upon the area.
A shroud of darkness consumed the sky as black clouds quickly rolled in, filling every ounce of beautiful daylight with a series of heavy glooms. Unsure of what was happening, Sesshoumaru felt a surge of fear rush through his body. His heart began to race and his mind went seemingly blank.
Before he could fully comprehend what was actually taking place, Sesshoumaru felt a set of rough hands on his shoulders, and in an instant, he was swept away into the darkness of the sky. Being only five years old at the time, the young demon had no idea what to do in this situation. The only thing he could think of to possibly do was call for help. However, when he tried to yell for his parents, no sound came from him.
He had been silenced somehow, and apparently paralyzed. Confusion struck him at an impeccable rate, giving him the feeling of fear from being separated from his parents.
"It never fails," a deep voice spoke around him. Altough he could hear, the young Sesshoumaru wasn't able to move or speak, leaving him a mute paraplegic. "They always fall for the stone."
Sesshoumaru only heard the deep, belowing voice of a man twice before being knocked out and waking up in a small chamber with shackles tightly bound around his wrists and neck. Fear wasn't the only emotion that swelled in his mind this time around. No, he was feeling severely sick to the stomach. He was frightened and angry, and wasn't sure how he'd even ended up in such a place! Or why, for that matter.
After a long while of hanging against a hard, cold wall made up completely of dark stone, Sesshoumaru raised his head to the sound of a cellar door creaking slowly open and then quickly slamming shut. Was he being punished for running off to a place he wasn't supposed to? What was this, exactly?
A hundred thoughts raced through his mind at once, and he couldn't fully grasp the meaning of why he was in this strange place, and who had brought him here. He knew that his father had enemies, but he underestimated the power of them solely because his father was so great that no one seemed to defeat him.
A tall, stocky man with long, dark hair slowly approached Sesshoumaru. The look in his eyes spoke louder than his voice. He glared down at the child chained to the stone wall, his eyes scanning each piece of his body carefully. "You'll do just fine," the man spoke. His voice wasn't any less than eerie, and was definitely the same voice that he heard at the time of his capture.
Sesshoumaru stared at the new feet infront of him, refusing to raise his head to meet the face of his captor. He was suddenly startled when five claws dug deep into the flesh of his neck, forcing him to raise his head and face the man infront of him. Sesshoumaru's eyes instantly connected with the mysterious man's pale purple eyes, staring directly into them. The man's gaze softened as he gave a weak grin, attempting to lighten the child's fear just enough to break the barrier blocking his mind from being corrupted.
A few moments passed and the man was finally able to tap into Sesshoumaru's mind, scanning through his thoughts. He pressed to search deeper, seeking memories of the child's past. Sesshoumaru could feel his head pounding as the man used a strange act of trickery to extract memories from his mind. He could feel his mother and father slowly slipping away from him, little by little, as the man attempted to erase important events in Sesshoumaru's life.
Aware of what was actually happening, Sesshoumaru broke eye contact with the man and shook his head, instantly waiving the effect, and prohibiting the man from withdrawing anymore memories. Weakness surrounded the child's heart, mind, and soul, and Sesshoumaru felt as though he had become a puppet for one man's amusement.
Sweat trickled down the nose of the dog demon as he winced, grumbled, and threw his head side-to-side. His eyes widened instantly as he woke up from an extremely deep sleep. Sesshoumaru let out a small yawn and glanced around at the open waterfront he decided to sleep by the previous night. It was morning, and it was another one of those days. 'It's an endless cycle,' Sesshoumaru thought.
The nightmares happened frequently, but he seemed to be growing more and more used to it each and every day. One hundred years have passed since his successful escape from that horrible place. Nonetheless, it will always feel like it happened yesterday that he was tending to the needs and wants of a powerful overlord. This man was what sent him to hell and back before the age of ten, broke his spirit, and made him into an emotionless robot.
Lucky to have gotten out as early as he did, Sesshoumaru will never be able to forget what was actually done to him while he was locked away in that wretched place. No amount of darkness or demonic power could ever amount to the experiences he encountered during his miserable life in the hands of his former captor.
Sorry for cutting it short tonight! It took me a bit to get to this point, and I will be continuing the story in the next chapter. ^.^ Thanks for reading! Sorry for any mistakes with grammar and spelling. If you would like, please let me know where the mistakes are and I will go back and fix them. Don't forget to review & subscribe!
