Rise Of The Demons

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Author's Notes: The original characters are my characters. Anyone using my characters without my permission is a thief by all standards. These characters are under my copyright and my ownership and are only here for your reading pleasure to add to the story. I hope you enjoy them, love them, hate them.

Reminder: This is a Revised and Edited and hopefully a final copy of "MY" fanfic/original story i started months and months ago. It is still mine, it was mine, and always will by mine. Newly revised and edited chapters will be added when i can get to it so i promise no "on the schedule" updates and reposting.

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Chapter 2 Father and Son

Inuyasha sat on the floor in the middle of the elegantly decorated room. Arms placed within the sleeves of his houri as he sat in silence, eyes closed, thinking back on what had happened. A little uncomfortable in his new surroundings, making it hard to relax as his ears twitched at the soft sound of feet walking up and down the halls just outside the door. He sighed to himself, restless. “Baka.” He muttered. “What am I doing here?” Opening his eyes, turning his head, he looked towards the door that was across the room on the far wall leading out to a small, private garden.

Seeing the sky ablaze in colors of red and orange as the sun sank in the distance. His eyes softened as he watched the sunset. And before he knew it, the sky was was calm and dark as night settled in over the land. The stars all ready shining in the sky casting an ever gentle and peaceful glow of light through the doorway over his form. His heart beating strong in his chest as memories of the night he saw him came to mind.

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Inuyasha was gathering wood for the camp fire by himself as usual. Kagome and Sango having left all ready with Shippo in tow to the hot springs they had past before setting up camp. While Miroku made the excuse to go check on the girls to make sure they were safe. The hanyou knowing perfectly well what that meant. So Inuyasha was left once again on his own, gathering wood for camp to keep them warm at night, and of course for Kagome so she could make the ramen she had brought back with her that he loved so much.

He was well into the forest before he even picked up the first piece of fire wood. Having taken his time as he found his way quietly through the tops of the trees, making sure he took the chance at some piece and quiet while he still could. As he found over the past two years of their traveling together, it was best to take this time alone to think to himself whenever he could. For he could never be sure when there would be another chance, before something happened to interrupt a quiet night like this. But soon enough he found himself carrying an arm full of the needed wood as the other arm hung freely at his side. If he took to long the others would get back before him, and he knew what that meant. An onslaught of annoying questions he didn’t feel the need to answer.

Reaching up behind himself with his free hand, he rubbed his back as he thought of the pain that would be there if he took anymore time just walking about like a mindless zombie. “Why does she have to do that any ways?” Inuyasha grumbled out loud as he turned to head back to camp. “Isn’t like i ever do anything half the time to deserve it.” Kicking a small rock he found in his path, watching as it disappeared behind some bushes before placing his free hand once more at his lower back, rubbing it in slow and soothing motions. The memory of the last time he found his face planted firmly in the ground was all to fresh in his mind for his own comfort. “Damn Shippo, always getting me in trouble.” Inuyasha half grinned to himself as remembered the look on the kit’s face when he kindly repaid him with a few good knocks over the head. “Serves him right, humph!”

The wind shifted, causing a small twig to fall out the tree above him as it was blown free from it’s resting place down onto his shoulder before finally falling to the ground. Standing still, letting the wind shift the mane of white and silver hair over his shoulders and around his face, casting it in a dark shadow. ‘That scent?’ He thought as he breathed in the cool night air yet again, his senses spiking as he concentrated. Dropping the fire wood he had gathered under his arm, he turned on the heel of his foot, pushing off up into the trees in one swift movement.

Following the scent as it was carried to him by the wind, he made his way westward. Occasionally sniffing the air to make sure he was heading in the right direction, while all the long reminding himself of who it was he would face. “Sesshoumaru.” Inuyasha said through clinched teeth, balling his hands up into a fist. ‘Something’s wrong though, his scent, it’s... different?’ Shaking his head, brushing off the thought as he moved forward as fast as he could for what must have been a few miles before jumping up above the tree tops, landing carefully on the grass covered opening.

Now standing in what was a large clearing in the middle of the forest. A lake of cool water on the other side, he saw a figure standing in the middle of the lake on a rock that just escaped the waters surface. ‘Whoever that is, it’s not Sesshoumaru.’ Shifting his weight, readying himself for anything, he studied the person before him. And what he saw, was in no doubt similar to his older brother, Sesshoumaru. And yet there was some differences. The strange figure seemed to wear a cape of sorts of fur that flowed down his back, while huge plates of armor covered both shoulders that flowed down half the length of their strong arms. Long, silver hair was gathered high in a ponytail that fell down their back, moving ever so slightly as the breeze brushed past them.

And just as Inuyasha was thinking about whether to move closer for a better look or not, the figure slowly turned gazing back at him. Inuyasha starred, confused and unsure of what to think as he saw the amber eyes looking back at him. ‘His eyes! They’re just like mine!” His thoughts started racing. “And his hair, the markings! The markings! They’re just like...like Sesshoumaru’s! And yet they’re not?’ Slowly the figure started to turn around completely as the hanyou took a step back, when suddenly the shadowed figured leapt into air before landing at the edge of the lake’s water.

Drawing Tetsusaiga, holding the transformed sword out in front of him ready for battle, he asked one question. “Who are you?” He half growled, his body tense with the anticipation the a battle when the man before him simply replied. “Your father.”

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Standing, shaking his head in annoyance, he tried to make since of everything. It had all come as such a surprise and all to fast. He still found it hard to believe at times, but he knew, even at that very moment when those word’s left his mouth, that he was telling the truth. That man, the demon he saw that night not more than a month ago, was indeed his father. And here he was now, in this place, of all the places he ever thought he’d wind up, he never imagined this would be one of them.

Finding himself pacing the room and not getting anywhere with his thoughts, Inuyasha walked over to the table in the center of the room where some things had been set out for him. Sitting down in front of the table, looking at the contents that lay on it. A large bowl of hot water and a clothe beside it to bathe with. Taking the clothe up in his hand and looking at it with such annoyance. “Guess it couldn’t hurt?” He half asked himself out loud, putting the clothe in hand into the bowl of water. Hissing as the burning sensation ran up his arm before withdrawing the material from the bowl.

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Miroku and Sango were in the village with Kaede. Miroku was busy making new wards that were needed for the village as well for their journey to search for the shikon jewel shards. Sango was busy watching over the children of the village as they played in the fields. Shippo showing them a few of his tricks. Kaede was resting with her eyes closed near Sango’s side. “It seems Shippo never fails to make new friends.” She half said to herself and half to the others, adjusting her kimono for a moment. Suddenly she felt the touch of a hand rubbing back and forth over her butt in a gentle, circular motion. Her face dropped immediately at the feeling and she muttered under her breathe. “Why can’t you act like a real monk for once?”

Kaede opened her her one good eye just in time to see the young woman swing around and smack Miroku across the face, almost throwing the monk off balance. The sound of it made Kaede frown as she shook her head back and forth disapprovingly. “Ye think ye’d learn by now.” Sango of course was now making her way back to the village. Her limbs rigid and stiff as she could be heard muttering to herself, not once looking back at the sight of Miroku holding the side of his face. “Miroku, what happened? Why is Sango going back to the village so soon?” Shippo came bounding across the fields to the others, looking at Kaede with her quite, solemn expression as her eyes were closed once again. Looking from the old miko then up to Miroku in question.

“Not again!” Shippo starred up at the monk with a bright red mark stained across the left side of his face in the shape of a small hand. “Guess that explains everything.” Shippo muttered, placing his tiny hands on his hips, shaking his head back and forth. “Ye think it time to go back to village, don’t ye too Monk?” The two looked over to see Kaede getting up and walking back toward the small village made of moderate huts surrounded by the farmer’s fields.

“Hmm, maybe i should stop doing that and act more like a normal monk?” Miroku was standing up, brushing the dirt off of him and rubbing the side of his face as it seemed to throb. Looking up to see Sango in the distance, Kaede making her way to the young woman, the children now running in pursuit of them. He smiled to himself watching her closely. “Nahhhhh....it’s well worth the pain.”

H then heard Shippo yelp and turned to see what was wrong only to find the bundle of red fur racing up over the nearby hill. “Shippo! Wait, where are going!” Miroku cried out. “Kagome’s back!” Taking off over the hill, Shippo left Miroku behind and flustered. Kaede yelled after him to go on after the kitsune and she’d soon send Sango after them. Thanking the old priestess with a wave of his staff, the monk took off towards the well deep within Inuyasha’s forest where Shippo has since disappeared.

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She had told them she wouldn’t be back until the next day but, she just couldn’t stand being there another minute. Her mom was so busy doing work around the house, and the Sota was staying over at one of his friend’s for the weekend. She didn’t have any studying to do for once now that school was done for the year. That much she was thankful for, but with grandpa following her every step with his tails of the shrine and horrible demon, Kagome found herself slowly wishing for a certain hanyou to appear and drag her back through the well.
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Rummaging through the cabinets in search for the bag of chips she had hidden from Sota, thrusting what she could into her bag. She decided it would be a good time to return, with Inuyasha’s whining or not. “Oh!” Walking over to the other side of the room, looking through the cabinet, she found the box that held a few handy medical supplies in it. Her mother had started making them up for her after she’d come home telling stories of how Inuyasha had once again made a rather nice lump on Shippo’s head, and more than once, with a few bruises and scratches of her own from the encounters they’d had with other demons.

Smiling as she shoved the small box into her bag, frowning as she heard the crunching of what could only have been the bag of chips. She threw the bag over her shoulder, none to gracefully as she lost her balance, spinning around just to catch herself in time before running out the door. “Bye grandpa! I’ll be back as soon as i can! Tell mom and Sota i’ll see them soon, okay?” The old man came stumbling out of the door screaming for her to wait. “What!? Kagome wait! Your leaving all ready! But i didn’t finish the story ” He was to late though, she had all ready made it across the shrine to the small well house before he even finished what he was saying. Frowning to himself he walked back in the house, muttering about how kids had no respect these days for their elderly. “Humph! Teenagers!”

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Throwing her legs over the edge of the well, making sure the now heavy bag was secure on her back as she peered over into the dark depths below her. “I wonder what everyone is doing?” Pushing herself off the side of the well, she feel down into the darkness, taking a deep breathe as the blue light engulfed her.

When she felt her feet touch the ground, she slowly let her breathe out as the light left her behind. “Well, this should be fun.” Looking up she could see the light coming in from the top of the well, the outline of the vines that lined the inside from the top all the way down to the bottom at her feet. “Here it goes.” Grabbing a hold, she pulled herself up, grunting as her feet slide from the sides of the well, leaving her feet dangling. “Inuyasha! Where are you?” Pulling herself up with everything she had, she found her feet on one of the walls of well as she slowly made her way further up the vine to the top. Grasping the edge, she groaned as she kicked her legs, trying to pull herself up. Finally pulling her body up over the edge, she gasped for a breathe of air. Wiping her forehead with the sleeve of her shirt with a loud sigh.

“I wonder where Inuyasha is?” Dropping the heavy bag from her back onto the ground beside the old well, she scanned the area around her, expecting to see Inuyasha any second. “He’s always been here to greet me before.” Kagome’s voice softened to almost a whisper as she felt her heart sink slightly at the hanyou’s absence. Just as she went to turn around and reach for the yellow bag, she heard someone call her name. Not hearing who’s voice it was, she spun back around, eyes wide. “Inuya.....” Shippo jumped up into her arms before she could finish, the kitsune giggling happily. “Kagome! Your back! I thought you said you wouldn’t be back until tomorrow?” Looking at Shippo she couldn’t help but smile

“Shippo, it’s nice to see you too.” She ruffled the kitsune’s hair when she saw Miroku coming towards the, grasping for his own breathe. “Shippo...are...you...... oka?” He looked like he was about to fall over when Sango appeared behind him, her weapon at hand and ready for anything. “He’s fine, Miroku.” Kagome smiled at the two who were now walking towards her. “Kagome, your back already? But i thought...” She put up her hand stopping him before he could finish. “Yeah, i know. I just thought i’d come back a little early that’s all.” Putting Shippo down she brushed herself off slowly. “So, where’s Inuyasha?”

They looked at the girl strangely for a moment. “He’s not here with us.” Kagome’s face dropped as she looked to her friends. “What do you mean he’s not with you?” She said sounding worried now. “We thought he went with you when he never came back. I’m sure he’s just in the forest though sleeping in a tree like usual. He always does that when he waits for you.” Sango shot a look to the others who quickly responded with reassuring looks. “I’m sure he’s just off in the forest sleeping. You know how he is, he goes off sometimes to be alone.” Kagome just starred at the ground for a moment “But he wasn’t at the well when i came through. And he’s always at the well. Inuyasha’s always here. Where could he be now?”

Inuyasha always did wait for her at the well. And if he wasn’t ever there, he was always the first to meet her. Soon enough though everyone had convinced her to go back to the village and wait for him. He’d turn up soon after all, wouldn’t he? So with Shippo in her arms and Sango and Miroku at her side, Kagome went to the village to wait for the hanyou to return. Wondering to herself where he might be. ‘Inuyasha, where are you?’

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Sesshoumaru sat quietly watching the two running around the garden. Rin had the little imp going in circles after her as he tried to catch the girl. Turning his head to look up at the ever darkening sky he went over what had taken place that day. And it had indeed been a long day. First having to deal with Rin’s constant questions on his father and their relationship was enough. But then he had to deal with the imp from time to time of course. The two of them together at times could be most troublesome. But then the matters of Inuyasha arriving was all to much. He couldn’t stand the thought of being around the hanyou for so long.

He had disagreed with his coming but his father had insisted upon it. And it was his own to decide such things so it was not his place to interfere. His father already knew of his feelings towards humans, and was not blind to the fact that hanyou’s were just as low if not worse in his eyes. So it had been his decision to see as little as possible of Inuyasha. And Inu no taisho was well enough not to force the two together.

But that did not permit him to miss the evening meal in which he was forced to sit in the same room as the hanyou. And true it was that they did not get along, but at least that was short and he was able to free himself of his brother’s presence. Other than that, he was fine enough. Just annoyed at most and agitated some what, but he was sure he could find some way to relieve any stress should he need to

Right now he wondered how things would be in the future. Should Inuyasha make himself more known to their father now that he had the chance. And whether or not he’d be taken in at all in the demon world and those that belonged to it. Although demons by nature were not noticeably friendly and over sociable beings. They were more inclined to be on there own but for occasional encounters. The most they’d regularly have being those of the deadly kind. But nevertheless he wondered if his little brother would be able to do so with others of his class.

Sesshoumaru however, cared not in the end. No matter what the outcome, he planned not to be around all to often to see the likes of Inuyasha’s face. He couldn’t stand the stench of the hanyou let alone that mouth of his and the words that came from it. And he didn’t care to be part of any social gatherings. His father was better at being more sociable than he. And the only times he appeared at such things was when it was of the diplomatic nature or his presence was in fact needed. And so he remained to himself how he liked it. Unbothered by those who were of no use to him.

Looking back at the others, now just noticing it was more quiet since he last observed the two. Only to find the girl asleep atop the two headed beast’s back. While his faithful servant found a spot by a rock, hugging his staff of two heads close to him in slumber. Glancing back up at the sky, he then realized how long he had been off in his own thoughts.

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Resting for a moment under the cover of a large oak tree she reached within the folds of clothing. Pulling out a small bundle of silk to place before her. Slowly, carefully untying it and peeling back the silk like a delicate fruit until the last piece was laid out over the prickly grass. Taking the small object into her grasp by her finger tips, she raised it to eye level before her. Starring at it blankly with a distant look, her eyes softened as a memory of past greeted her. An almost soft smile gracing her face only to disappear before showing for an full instance. Itself nothing but a memory.

“Time and time again, these visions come forth. Time and time again i must prove my worth. And time and time again i shall prevail. For time holds no bind on me, time is nothing but memories.” Placing the small object back upon the silk, with hurried hands she swiftly wrapped it once more and hide it within the folds of her clothing. Her hand resting over the spot but for a moment before a sigh released from her.

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Note: Sorry, work drains me of any creative power i have. Hopefully it doesn’t suck as much as my updating. *cough*