Heart of Tensaiga

The Sword of Heaven Calls

Sesshomaru stopped as he noticed the aura around the area slowly dissipate and watched the miasma leave the trees. Still curious as to what was going on he continued into the forest and searched for clues that would answer the riddle behind the miasma. His nose was of course repulsed by the smell with every step he took and his muscles were tense and ready for any trap that was in the area. He knew Naraku well enough to know that anything involving him could be a trap, every tree, every rock he put nothing past the half demon monstrosity.

As he continued into the forest he felt a pulse of energy next to him that seemed to pulse through him and send vibrations through his very being. Glancing down he noticed that his sword, the Tensaiga, was pulsing with energy much the way it had when he had come across Rin's dead body. He wondered at the sword for it hardly decided to activate itself. Rin had been the first and only time it had actually done this and it had yet to do that again. Now his mind focused on the curiosity that was his father's legacy to him. "Tensaiga," he started, "is there something you want?" His only response was another pulse that seemed stronger than the last. His sword most certainly wanted something.

With the continuation of the pulsing he continued into the forest until the scent of blood and the sound of laughter filled the air. The scene he came upon was not one he had expected at all. There before him was the human girl that belonged to Inuyasha lifeless on the ground with an ogre demon hovering over her. The pulse grew in intensity and he peered again at the sword, "You wish me to bring her back?"

The sword hummed to him in response to his question and he knew that the sword would not relent until he did what it wanted him to. Of course part of him wanted to turn and leave the girl to her fate just to be spiteful to the weapon as he did not like being told what he had to do; however, it had told him to bring Rin back and that was a decision he had not regretted. Is there a purpose to bringing this girl back from the dead? Perhaps he should bend his pride just a little for maybe there would be good that could come out of this. She was after all the main heart of his half-brother's group and most likely the only priestess strong enough to help take care of Naraku. His mind made up, his eyes focused upon the ogre that glared in his direction.

"You ogre, have killed something that has been deemed fit for life," he spoke in his usual cold, calculated tone. Drawing Tokijin and pointing it at the ogre he simply stated, "Now your life comes to an end as well."

The ogre rubbed a clawed hand to head as he wondered what he should do about the situation. He could tell the creature before him was very powerful and most likely had the ability to kill him. Sweat dripped down his face as he tried to think of a clever way to get out of this. First he had to figure out what this demon wanted in return for whatever indiscretion he had made against him. "I did not know the girl meant anything to you. I was only told to kill whatever creature happened to come by here," he stated hoping that it would be enough for the demon in front of him.

Sesshomaru knew that ogres were not typically smart and it appeared this one was simply mediocre at best. At least he knew that Lord Sesshomaru was something to be feared even if he did not know exactly that he was Lord Sesshomaru. He really should have just walked away from the demon. If the girl was stupid enough to go out on her own than perhaps she deserved this fate.

Another pulse hit him from the Tensaiga but this one had a sting to it. He noticed his skin was actually smoking from the aura produced by the sword at his side. He resisted the urge to sigh as he knew exactly to what extent Tensaiga would go to bring the girl back. Though this brought another question to mind…just how was the sword harming him? It was supposed to be the sword of heaven that could cut or harm no person; yet, here he was being injured, although minor at best, by the sword that should have found it impossible to do so. He would look into this later. Right now the ogre had to be dealt with as a matter of honor. He had stated the demon's execution and Lord Sesshomaru never went back on his word.

The ogre spoke up again in hopes that a compromise could be made. "Perhaps," he started and let the words roll out slowly, "we could share the dead girl. She looks rather tasty and I have always wondered what a priestess would taste like. All that pure flesh untainted by anything else." He licked his lips in anticipation. No, he really did not want to share with whoever this demon was but he'd rather keep his insides on the inside.

"Do you really believe someone such as this Lord Sesshomaru would stoop so low as to eat human flesh? No less with the likes of you?" he questioned. The audacity of this ogre would have amazed him in the past until he realized how stupid lower demons were in general.

The ogre flinched at the introduction of Lord Sesshomaru for even he knew that name and that it was something to be feared. Now at least he knew there was no way but to fight to the death. With that he glared at the demon lord and prepared to attack.

(A/N) Alright, I decided to try something done by another author as I really liked the flow of the story and I really think that every so often people want a little more depth. So, thanks to Forthright, I decided to try and have every 10 chapters (prologue not included) to be 1000 words instead of 250. Tell me what you think and if I should continue the trend.