Devil's Daughter
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InuYasha Crossovers › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,894
Reviews:
18
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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The characters of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
My Father the Devil
Hey, I already had this written too and I wanted to introduce Kagome's father so you all wouldn't be kept in suspense for too long. Anyway I do hope you guys enjoy this new story as it is a product of my evil little mind.
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Chapter 2
My Father the Devil
“You wanted to see me father?!” Kagome shouted, thrusting open the doors and making such a racket that her father slipped with the torture knife and accidentally cut off a pour soul’s wee-wee. However her father’s golden eyes never wavered in their cold countenance as he cut off the terrible shrieking coming from the soul crying in agony over the loss of his...most precious organ.
However even after the slash to the throat, the man continued to gurgle as his eyes rolled back into his head as the blood spilled out through the gaping wound. The gurgling sounds were cut off when Kagome got angered and thrust a hand through the man’s throat, beheading him instantly. Her father simply rolled his eyes at his daughter, though he marveled at how alike him she was becoming. “What?” Kagome shrugged when her father turned to her and raised an eyebrow, while watching the soul disappear back into one of the lowest dungeons in their castle. After all tomorrow was another day and the soul would once again be ‘alive’. He could save the torture until tomorrow. Right now he had a daughter to deal with.
Her father sighed and turned away, heading for his large white desk, silver hair swishing behind him, barely covering the large black bat wings as he walked. “Must you always interrupt my fun time?” Her father questioned as he was seated behind a large wooden desk. His eyes drifted shut as his horns appeared and a red tail slithered out to coil around his waist, bangs turning blood red as well and his eyes flashing red.
Kagome raised an eyebrow. “Weren’t you the one who called for me?” She growled out, eye twitching. Her father could be so arrogant.
“Hmph, and yet I didn’t ask you to come barging in here like a banshee from hell.”
“News flash father, we are in hell,” Kagome grumbled, sitting across from him in an elegant red and gold chair that appeared out of nowhere.
“Exactly and my daughter is not a banshee, she is a devil. You’d do well to remember that banshees shriek, while devil’s cry.”
Kagome rolled her eyes and relaxed in her chair, studying her strange and conceited father. Her father’s name was Sesshomaru as he hate being referred to as ‘the devil’ or ‘Satan.’ He said it became old after nearly five millennium of people calling him those names. “I do not cry,” Kagome protested. “I just happen to enjoy startling people while I open my mouth and let out horrific sounds.”
“Like now?” His father teased while Kagome’s wings began ruffling in anger. Sometimes she really hated her father.
Kagome sighed. “So what do you want, father, Sango says she wants to see me. Make this short.”
“Yes, yes, I called to ask you what you wanted for your 3000'th birthday,” he explained calmly. “After all you know 3000 is your coming of age, a very special time for a young she-devil.” The look in his eyes made her want to scream. She knew he wasn’t talking about her present. He wanted her to find a mate. He brought her here to warm her up for the dreaded mate discussion.
“Oh no, you don’t!” Kagome jumped to her feet and approached her father’s desk, flames beginning to shoot out of her narrowed red eyes. Her father neither looked scared nor worried, as he knew she could never hurt him. She didn’t have the power yet. It would take another 3000 years to have his power level. Still, his daughter could be plenty scary when she was angry. He must proceed with caution. “Father, we have gone over this before. I do not want a mate. Not now, maybe not ever. Besides, why would I want some ‘man’ ruling over my life when you already do?”
Sesshomaru sighed and sat back, frown ever prominent on his chiseled to perfection features. “Look, daughter, I’m not trying to force you into anything. But you do know you can’t go mate less forever. You will need an heir for the thrown once I give it up to you. So why don’t you just think it over and just look around a bit? You don’t have to jump into anything or make some commitments to some demon or something you don’t even know. All I’m saying is to keep your eyes open.”
Sesshomaru took her burning hand and placed a tiny kiss on the palm of it, pleased when she calmed a bit and lost her angry glare. “Oh, all right,” she agreed but still heavily under protest. “I promise I’ll keep my eyes and ears posted...but don’t be expecting me to fall for some cheep ass demon here too quickly. All the demons here are pussies and are too scared of me or just want some ass. When I find a mate I want him to want me for me, now because of the way I look or fuck.”
“Very well,” Sesshomaru agreed, nodding his head. “Now what would you like for your birthday?”
Kagome bit her lip and sat back in the red and gold chair, crossing one leg over the other and looking thoughtful. Come to think of it, what do I want? She asked herself, closing her eyes and leaning back. I can have practically anything I want with a mere snap of my fingers. Father can get any soul I want to torture for the day, but I do that on a daily basis already. I could ask for some new swords or something like the ones Sango says are made so perfectly in the human realm...hey wait! The human realm? I wonder if father will let me visit it for a few months. Then maybe I could understand why these mortals are so greedy and deceitful. I could cause a little mayhem and disaster while I’m at it, cause a few fires or land slides or some natural disaster or something. Yeah, that’s perfect!
“I want to go to the surface!” Kagome cried, snapping her eyes open and staring into her father’s golden gaze.
“You want to go to the surface?” He asked, raising an eyebrow skeptically. “Why would you want to do that?”
“Because its so boring down here daddy,” she whined pathetically. “And I don’t want to just go for a day. I want to stay for a full year. I wish to study these mortals and their ways and I want to know what makes them tick, what makes them angry, what makes them love, if there is even such a thing as love. And you never know, daddy, I may find some demon hiding among the mortals. You know there are still some who haven’t come down into hell yet.”
Sesshomaru sat back in his chair, mulling over his eldest daughter’s decision, wondering if this was such a good idea. For one, his daughter had an evil streak a mile wide. Who knows what type of horrors she could unleash on the public. On the other hand, he too was a bit curious to know why mortals tended to act so foolishly and he knew his daughter wouldn’t cause harm unless she were really pissed...or really bored. The sweat drop appeared out of nowhere while Kagome wondered what he appeared so worried about. He knew she could take care of herself. She’d been up to the surface before, though never by herself. She was always accompanied by Sango or her father when he went on a routine possession or something.
“All right,” her father finally conceded, knowing she would fight him, even if he said no. “I’ll let you go and for one year. You may leave the day of your birthday but you must check in with me once every month to inform me of your progress. And you also must return one year from the day of your birthday.”
Kagome mulled over that and figured it was fair enough. After all she might come to find that realm was as boring as this one. Then again, maybe not. “All right! That’s great!” She was suddenly very excited about having something to do than the every day norm. Weren’t Sango and Miroku going to be jealous? She ran over to his side and kissed his cheek. “Thank you, daddy,” she whispered before streaking out of the room.
“Oh my, I have to tell Sango!” Was the last thing he heard before he chuckled at his wayward daughter. Such an enigma, much like her mother. Getting excited over the littlest things. He came to the conclusion that he would greatly miss her during her stint in the mortal realm. With that he turned back to his check list to go over all the new souls and decide their fates. Yep, life was good.
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I know this chapter was short, but trust me they get longer. Anywho were you all pleasantly surprised by Sesshomaru's role in this. Although it is sort of ironic how in my last story he was an angel and now...well he's still an angel, just a really bad one.
Ja ne
Kura-kun's-lovr
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Chapter 2
My Father the Devil
“You wanted to see me father?!” Kagome shouted, thrusting open the doors and making such a racket that her father slipped with the torture knife and accidentally cut off a pour soul’s wee-wee. However her father’s golden eyes never wavered in their cold countenance as he cut off the terrible shrieking coming from the soul crying in agony over the loss of his...most precious organ.
However even after the slash to the throat, the man continued to gurgle as his eyes rolled back into his head as the blood spilled out through the gaping wound. The gurgling sounds were cut off when Kagome got angered and thrust a hand through the man’s throat, beheading him instantly. Her father simply rolled his eyes at his daughter, though he marveled at how alike him she was becoming. “What?” Kagome shrugged when her father turned to her and raised an eyebrow, while watching the soul disappear back into one of the lowest dungeons in their castle. After all tomorrow was another day and the soul would once again be ‘alive’. He could save the torture until tomorrow. Right now he had a daughter to deal with.
Her father sighed and turned away, heading for his large white desk, silver hair swishing behind him, barely covering the large black bat wings as he walked. “Must you always interrupt my fun time?” Her father questioned as he was seated behind a large wooden desk. His eyes drifted shut as his horns appeared and a red tail slithered out to coil around his waist, bangs turning blood red as well and his eyes flashing red.
Kagome raised an eyebrow. “Weren’t you the one who called for me?” She growled out, eye twitching. Her father could be so arrogant.
“Hmph, and yet I didn’t ask you to come barging in here like a banshee from hell.”
“News flash father, we are in hell,” Kagome grumbled, sitting across from him in an elegant red and gold chair that appeared out of nowhere.
“Exactly and my daughter is not a banshee, she is a devil. You’d do well to remember that banshees shriek, while devil’s cry.”
Kagome rolled her eyes and relaxed in her chair, studying her strange and conceited father. Her father’s name was Sesshomaru as he hate being referred to as ‘the devil’ or ‘Satan.’ He said it became old after nearly five millennium of people calling him those names. “I do not cry,” Kagome protested. “I just happen to enjoy startling people while I open my mouth and let out horrific sounds.”
“Like now?” His father teased while Kagome’s wings began ruffling in anger. Sometimes she really hated her father.
Kagome sighed. “So what do you want, father, Sango says she wants to see me. Make this short.”
“Yes, yes, I called to ask you what you wanted for your 3000'th birthday,” he explained calmly. “After all you know 3000 is your coming of age, a very special time for a young she-devil.” The look in his eyes made her want to scream. She knew he wasn’t talking about her present. He wanted her to find a mate. He brought her here to warm her up for the dreaded mate discussion.
“Oh no, you don’t!” Kagome jumped to her feet and approached her father’s desk, flames beginning to shoot out of her narrowed red eyes. Her father neither looked scared nor worried, as he knew she could never hurt him. She didn’t have the power yet. It would take another 3000 years to have his power level. Still, his daughter could be plenty scary when she was angry. He must proceed with caution. “Father, we have gone over this before. I do not want a mate. Not now, maybe not ever. Besides, why would I want some ‘man’ ruling over my life when you already do?”
Sesshomaru sighed and sat back, frown ever prominent on his chiseled to perfection features. “Look, daughter, I’m not trying to force you into anything. But you do know you can’t go mate less forever. You will need an heir for the thrown once I give it up to you. So why don’t you just think it over and just look around a bit? You don’t have to jump into anything or make some commitments to some demon or something you don’t even know. All I’m saying is to keep your eyes open.”
Sesshomaru took her burning hand and placed a tiny kiss on the palm of it, pleased when she calmed a bit and lost her angry glare. “Oh, all right,” she agreed but still heavily under protest. “I promise I’ll keep my eyes and ears posted...but don’t be expecting me to fall for some cheep ass demon here too quickly. All the demons here are pussies and are too scared of me or just want some ass. When I find a mate I want him to want me for me, now because of the way I look or fuck.”
“Very well,” Sesshomaru agreed, nodding his head. “Now what would you like for your birthday?”
Kagome bit her lip and sat back in the red and gold chair, crossing one leg over the other and looking thoughtful. Come to think of it, what do I want? She asked herself, closing her eyes and leaning back. I can have practically anything I want with a mere snap of my fingers. Father can get any soul I want to torture for the day, but I do that on a daily basis already. I could ask for some new swords or something like the ones Sango says are made so perfectly in the human realm...hey wait! The human realm? I wonder if father will let me visit it for a few months. Then maybe I could understand why these mortals are so greedy and deceitful. I could cause a little mayhem and disaster while I’m at it, cause a few fires or land slides or some natural disaster or something. Yeah, that’s perfect!
“I want to go to the surface!” Kagome cried, snapping her eyes open and staring into her father’s golden gaze.
“You want to go to the surface?” He asked, raising an eyebrow skeptically. “Why would you want to do that?”
“Because its so boring down here daddy,” she whined pathetically. “And I don’t want to just go for a day. I want to stay for a full year. I wish to study these mortals and their ways and I want to know what makes them tick, what makes them angry, what makes them love, if there is even such a thing as love. And you never know, daddy, I may find some demon hiding among the mortals. You know there are still some who haven’t come down into hell yet.”
Sesshomaru sat back in his chair, mulling over his eldest daughter’s decision, wondering if this was such a good idea. For one, his daughter had an evil streak a mile wide. Who knows what type of horrors she could unleash on the public. On the other hand, he too was a bit curious to know why mortals tended to act so foolishly and he knew his daughter wouldn’t cause harm unless she were really pissed...or really bored. The sweat drop appeared out of nowhere while Kagome wondered what he appeared so worried about. He knew she could take care of herself. She’d been up to the surface before, though never by herself. She was always accompanied by Sango or her father when he went on a routine possession or something.
“All right,” her father finally conceded, knowing she would fight him, even if he said no. “I’ll let you go and for one year. You may leave the day of your birthday but you must check in with me once every month to inform me of your progress. And you also must return one year from the day of your birthday.”
Kagome mulled over that and figured it was fair enough. After all she might come to find that realm was as boring as this one. Then again, maybe not. “All right! That’s great!” She was suddenly very excited about having something to do than the every day norm. Weren’t Sango and Miroku going to be jealous? She ran over to his side and kissed his cheek. “Thank you, daddy,” she whispered before streaking out of the room.
“Oh my, I have to tell Sango!” Was the last thing he heard before he chuckled at his wayward daughter. Such an enigma, much like her mother. Getting excited over the littlest things. He came to the conclusion that he would greatly miss her during her stint in the mortal realm. With that he turned back to his check list to go over all the new souls and decide their fates. Yep, life was good.
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I know this chapter was short, but trust me they get longer. Anywho were you all pleasantly surprised by Sesshomaru's role in this. Although it is sort of ironic how in my last story he was an angel and now...well he's still an angel, just a really bad one.
Ja ne
Kura-kun's-lovr