Sesshomaru walked towards the grave, the tips of his feet slightly dragging as his strides were slower than normal for the likes of himself. When he finally stopped dust settled under his feet. The land was dry and dying with patches of dirt and grass all over. The world was changing, the earth was changing.
But even still, he did not forget her. Rin.
She didnt have any children and he was fine with that, he did not have faith in human evolution and he hated them more now than he ever had before. Though they were indeed evolving, quickly, wisely, and in numbers. It had been years since she died and every year like clockwork, he visited her. Though he wasn't sure why, it was just bones, her soul was not there.
He knew why, to simply remember her. It was always something she asked of him, not to forget her.
But this year, he feared could be his last.
He looked away as a harsh wind blew by. It reminded him of the past. Of Kagura and Naraku. Of his brother and that Miko from the future. The one who once told him demons did not exist in her time.
Inconceivable. Blasphemy!
Yet here he was. Dying and in need of purifying. The humans evolved alright. Chemical warfare. He gave them credit for their science but it was dirty, weak, and wrong.
He could never fathom what the Miko said. How could humans rule the earth? Demons relied to much on power. Sure they were smart, Sesshomaru had no limits when it came to education and understanding and yet, he too relied mostly on power.
But power is no good when you dont even know what you're fighting.
The humans created a virus to kill them. Discovered by Monks and Apacotherys and the only treatment could be given by the enemy, or more accurately a Miko.
Sesshomaru glanced over the lone grave before turning away and instead of going right, he turned left. Away from his land, yet not towards the bone easter well.
He needed help and had very few options in the matter. Demons were not the only victims of this virus. A lot of Miko's died. From trying it out on themselves to being murdered if they were friends with demons to being murdered for helping, loving, and doing what's right. The humans did not want anyone interfering so they killed their own kind in cold blood. Now Miko's were heavily guarded, only a few survived and none were going to help him because none of them would risk dying for him.
The pentile was death for aiding a demon in any way not only for Miko's but all humans. Hald breed numbers were falling and the ones who were alive fled in fear, most were killed because of all the unknowns linked with them. Now they hid and only mated with each other and only if they were virgins. The young could make it, but they could never have children. The strong could fight the virus, but could never have children. Once infected, they could spread it. It had no effect on humans. They had tested that out till they got it right, again, killing their own kind for it. But he supposed if his kinda had started this they would have done the same, sacrifices would have had to be made.
Regardless, he had only one person he could turn to, and turn to her he would. One woman who went into hiding long ago. A woman they all knew but for whatever reason forgot about. Some say she never even existed, some say she died with Kikyo.
Foolish.
Nothing could kill Kagome, not even him. Now he was going to ask her to save his life. But he traveled with little confidence for she may deny him. She would have every right to deny him. For all he knew she knew already. Hell, she could kill him.
His mouth was dry at the thought of having to ask because to ask for help was to ask to her to risk death.
He wasn't sure she would risk dying for him and he had to ask himself, would he for her?
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