He couldn't move.

His head laid on his shoulder, his cheek rubbed against the bony part of it with every harsh and deep breath that he took. The sweat building on his forehead and then slowly sliding down his temple, past his cheek down the ripped open hole that was once his neck. His pupils dilated as the perspiration dripped into the open wound and pooled and mixed with the sitting blood that was unable to escape the cavern in-between his neck and shoulder.

The pain….. The pain was unbearable. With every droplet of new sweat a searing wave of tortuous stabbing sensation crossed from the clavicle past his chest bone to underneath his belly button ending at his groin. His eyes rapidly jumped from left to right. He couldn't feel his legs. He couldn't even move his big toe. He tried to open his mouth. His bottom jaw felt heavy, extremely heavy. It slowly descended down until it hit his shoulder, his tongue now swollen and lacking color fell out and landed on a splotch of blood. The taste of iron assaulted his still active taste buds. He tried to pull it back into his mouth but it refused to obey him. His neck twitched but that was the most movement he could produce. The drool slid down his tongue like a child going down a slide at a park. His chest rose and fell at a fast rate, he was panicking. Him, the great dog demon, was panicking.

"Calm down, CALM DOWN."

He demanded. "Got damn it!" he screamed in his head. "What the hell happened?!" his eyes darted as far left as they could go then to the right. From the position he was able to see his surroundings. It was a room….a bedroom. A master bedroom from the looks of it. His eyes scanned the room until they came upon a large bed. It had satin curtains that were cream colored, long enough to touch the ground, see through surrounding it. Through the curtains he could see a silhouette laying on the bed. He could see it's chest slowly rising and then falling. Its hair, face, and the rest of Its body from what he could see was covered in a dark black substance. He didn't need to have his sense of smell to know what the substance was.

"Wait, wait a minute." he squinted his eyes. "No…no…." it couldn't be. It couldn't be his inuyasha. He still had no control of his still open mouth. He wanted to scream out, shout, tell him to wake the hell up and run! But he didn't have control of his body. It was a frozen lump of meat waiting for something to come and move it. "OK, let's think, what happened? Why is he in lord Duran's bed?" he moved his eyes as far to the right as he could. He heard a click sound and then saw the door to the bedroom slowly swing open. Almost as if he could hear the question that sesshomaru had thought, lord Duran stepped into the room.

He was a tall, wide chested, deep blue gray eyed man. He strolled into the room with a look of concern and went directly up to the bed. He pulled the curtains back to better see the hanyou laying there. He stood there for a few moments before sitting on the edge of the bed as close to him as possible.

He reached out and placed his hand on inuyasha's forehead pushing his hair back off of it along with the substance revealing pale skin underneath.

Inuyasha didn't budge, his breathing stayed steady.

"It appears that you are awake lord sesshomaru." The voice the man had was smooth and deep. He never took his eyes off of inuyasha as he spoke.

"I must say, you did a number on him."

he sat straight up, his neck turned his head to the door. Without having to say a word though, it opened and two women shuffled in heads bowed, shoulders hunched and said "What is it you need my lord?"

He simply looked back at the boy laying on the bed and said "when he wakes up you will need to bathe him. He won't be coherent so try not to spook him." Without looking up they replied "Yes my lord." He stood up without another word and walked over to sesshomaru who was sitting in a chair. His arms were bound to the arms of the chair with tightly coiled rope from his wrist all the way up to the elbow. He was missing half of his neck. His head had slid down to his good shoulder and his mouth was comically wide open as if the hinge of his jaw had snapped and dropped on to his chest. His tongue swung like a rope from the side of it. It was pale and sickly and one size too big for a dog demon of sesshomaru size. He looked at sesshomaru's eyes. They were staring directly at him, confusion, pain and fear filled them which brought joy to him.

"I see, you must not remember what happened" he stood up straight and put his hands behind his back. "Yasha did a remarkable job at letting his inner demon out" he let out a chuckle. ``5000 years of pent of rage, just released out onto you and your associates' ' he took a deep breathed and smiled. It was a genuine happy smile. "It was a glorious sight."

Sesshomaru blinked. Then blinked again.

"Oh…i forgot you can't talk.'' Duran walked up to sesshomaru and placed his hand on sesshomaru's jaw. For a moment there was nothing. Then there was everything. He gurgled, a metallic taste rose up into his throat, a burning twisting feeling entered where duran hand was and he could feel the destroyed bones in his jaw pull themselves back together, piece by piece like a jigsaw puzzle. Each piece clicking back into place again until every remnant on bone was back in its right spot. His tongue began to wiggle itself back up, it bounced slowly upward backwards until it was behind the bottom jaws teeth again. As his lower face began to come back under his control sesshomaru's gurgles turned into harsh screams of excruciating pain. He could feel every bone that had been broken smash into each other trying to reconstruct themselves. Lord Duran pulled his hand off of his now fixed jaw and admired his handy work.

"Not badly done. The last person inuyasha did this too, may never be able to speak again, so you are lucky" he turned his back on sesshomaru to see if his screaming had awakened inuyasha. But yasha did not even stir.

"Oh he is knocked out cold." he thought. He turned back to sesshomaru who was still in a daze from the ordeal he just went through. He blinked several times, took two very deep breaths and turned his head toward the tyrant standing over him.

"Why…. I did everything you asked me to do." sesshomaru voice came out shaky. He was in so much pain, his head though in his control bobbed up and down. It was taking all his energy to keep it held up to talk to Duran.

"We all did what you asked. Why are we being punished? What happened to the deal that was made?" sesshomaru's face was full of confusion and rage. Duran smirked at the little demon's question. How cute was this?

"Little demon, did you forget?"

He walked over to inuyasha and pointed at him. He stared him dead in the eyes

"Your job was to break him down to make him more manageable" he lowered his arm then walked back up to sesshomaru, his head tilted to the side, his eyes dancing with excitement. Sesshomaru was terrified. His heartbeat started to beat at a much faster rate than it should. He pushed his head back away from Durans face that was now inches away from his. He grabbed the back of his head tightly and forced his forhead on his forhead. Duran's breathing slow and steady, while sesshomaru's were deep but quickly escaping him.

"The contract that your father signed clearly states that after the 5000 years were up, we would collect the hanyou's of your world."

Sesshomaru tried to shake his head but duran still had a rough grip on his hair and kept it still

"I know that, why did you make inuyasha kill everyone?!" he was damn near screaming. Duran never moved.

"WHY DID YOU BETRAY US?!" he screamed again. He tried to head butt the man but his head and neck were stuck in the same position. All duran did was smile.

"Did he really not tell you everything? Little demon. I didn't betray you. I am following the contract. It's not my fault that the elders did not take the time to read the contract."

Sesshomaru's eyes widened. Before anything else could be said, a small whimper started to be heard from him. He let the hair go and stood up straight. He turned to the bed with inuyasha in it and in a few steps was standing beside him.

Inuyasha's whimpers turned into gasping, his head shook from side to side violently as if something was on it, his arms swung around trying to hit something around him that only he could see. Duran took inuyasha by the shoulder and lifted him partially off the bed.

"Inuyasha! BREATHE!" he shook him.

He let out a scream, a high pitch shrill scream, before opening his eyes.