As the sun rose higher in the sky, Sesshoumaru stared blankly out at the lake, secretly admiring the way it glistened in various places. He stayed there leaning against the tree for a short while, until the peacefulness was suddenly broken by an unwelcomed presence. He calmly turned his head to face the human warrior who so rudely interrupted his peace.
"Who are you! What are you doing here? You're not from this village!" the man spoke angrily, his left hand tightly gripping his sheathed sword.
Sesshoumaru remained content, his face showing no true expression towards the man. He stood up slowly and gave the human one more glance before starting to walk in his direction. He continued past the man and headed towards the village he spoke of.
Angry at the demon's actions, the man turned around instantly and drew his sword, pointing it at Sesshoumaru. "Hey! Stop right where you are!" the man shouted, the anger in his voice intensifying. Hearing the calls of the warrior, other villages nearby had turned their attention towards the two near the lake.
"Look! A demon!" shouted one of the villagers, pointing at Sesshoumaru, his hand shaking with fear. Sesshoumaru continued walking towards the village, but was quickly surrounded by a group of warriors who protect the village. He came to a sudden halt and gave them an expressionless glare. The group of warriors readied their arrows, spears, and swords, intending to attack if Sesshoumaru made one more step towards the village.
"Move," Sesshoumaru put simply. The villagers, being stubborn mortals, refused to comply with Sesshoumaru's order and inched closer to him, poking their weapons in his general direction. With a swift movement, Sesshoumaru lifted his right arm to catch an arrow between his index and middle finger. A series of gasps came from the group of men, and they grew even angrier.
Sesshoumaru had no intention of wasting his time on a useless battle with these humans, but their actions only showed that they were asking to die. He let the arrow disintegrate in his hand and in an instant, a glowing green whip of light emanated from his claws. The whip danced around the men, amputating limbs and even drawing some of them in half. Awe struck the rest of the bunch and they decided it would be best to flee from the demon and head back to the village.
Appeased with the overall outcome, Sesshoumaru continued on towards the village that he was near. A familiar scent brought him to this place, and he was determined to seek it out. He felt a strong amount of pressure in his gut, and his senses were heightening as he walked further into the village. The scent grew stronger as he continued on, but as soon as he reached the end of the village, the scent disappeared. There was no true origin where the scent was coming from, but the fact that it had been floating around in the first place was enough to interest the dog demon.
'Strange...The scent is strong in this village, but it seems there is no exact place to seek it out.' Sesshoumaru thought, his memories haunting the back of his mind. He stood still, gazing back towards the village he'd passed through, attempting to locate the source of the scent. 'It's like it was a phantom scent. Perhaps I'm not searching in the right places.' His interest faded shortly after realizing that there was no hope of tracking down the source of the scent.
Sesshoumaru turned away from the village and began to walk away. He had no intention to linger around a place filled with disgusting humans, despite the fact that there may have been something here for him that would give him some answers about his past.
He walked silently for a long while before happening upon his loyal servant, Jaken and their companion Ah-Un. "Lord Sesshoumaru!" Jaken screeched, running towards Sesshoumaru. He halted infront of him and stared up at his master. "Where have you gone off to, Lord Seesshoumaru?" Jaken asked, turning as Sesshoumaru continued past him.
"Nowhere," Sesshoumaru assured, his voice sounding humble as usual. He approached Ah-Un and mounted on top of him, grasping the reigns with his right arm. Aware of what was going on, Jaken was quick to jump on the two-headed demons back before he was able to take off. "Where are we going, Milord?"
"We're travelling east." Sesshoumaru put simply, and off they flew.
