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InuYasha Crossovers › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,743
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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A wish made in blood
Priestess of the Jewel
Chapter 2: A wish made in blood
A/N: I thought I would include a little background information so that things make sense. Sesshomaru is Lord of the West. He does not know that his father is Inu-Taisho. I know it’s confusing. He is, however, heir to the Western Citadel as stated in chapter 1. His mother sold him into slavery so that she could rule unhindered. He believes that his father died when he was young. In addition to that, while Sesshomaru is a Lord, he still serves a Queen.
Also, there are certain aspects of the novels by Anne Bishop that I will incorporate into the story that will mix things from the anime/manga that make up Inuyasha and Yu Yu Hakusho.
Demons and humans wear jewels. They get them at birth. The power depends on what color jewel a person or demon wears. From weakest to strongest the order is:
White
Yellow
Tiger Eye
Rose
Summer-Sky
Purple Dusk
Opal*
Green
Sapphire
Red Grey
Ebon Grey
Black
*Opal is the dividing line between the light and dark jewels. It can go either way, and just like the jewel in the Inuyasha series, the Shikon no Kakera gives unimaginable amounts of strength.
When making an offering to Kami, a person or demon can descend a maximum of three ranks from his/her Birthright Jewel.
Ex. Birthright White could descend to Rose.
In the Dark Jewels Trilogy there is a hierarchy order. I am going to say that the hierarchy is as follows:
Ningen-Kai
ningen (human)
healers
monk/miko (priestesses)
King/Queen
High Priestess
Miko
Makai
low level demons-they wear anything from White-Opal
Warrior Demons-they wear anything from Opal-Red
Warlord Princes-they wear either Grey or Ebon Grey
Taiyoukai-they wear the Black Jewel
*Mental Communication*
‘Thoughts’
I will be introducing some characters from Yu Yu Hakusho in this chapter.
----Disclaimer----
There is a sort of graphic torture scene in his chapter. If you are uncomfortable with that please turn back now! I’ve rated this story M for a reason. There are going to be very mature themes throughout that story.
Ningen-kai
Inuyasha Ito, the inu hanyou, watched the guards carry the poor, blubbering man to the boat. His eyes harbored no sympathy for the ringleader of the aborted slave revolt. His sympathy had died long ago because it was an emotion he could no longer afford.
He had refused to be apart of the revolt. He knew it would fail. The men involved didn’t have what it took to see it through. They didn’t enjoy watching blood run.
He had not participated, and yet Tsubaki punished him anyway. His wrists, neck, and ankles were rubbed raw from where the shackles had worn away at his skin, and his back ached from the bite of the whip that had been relentless in its beating.
Inuyasha flexed his claws and was immediately prodded with a club by a skittish looking guard. His low hiss of anger did not go unnoticed as the man high-tailed it out of the small room.
Kuronue smirked at the subtle action.
“You know you’re only going to get another fifty lashes if she hears about your behavior.” The Bat youkai turned somber as the half-starved demon was shackled into the boat that would soon house his imminent torture.
“Feh,” was the only response Kuronue received from the disgruntled hanyou.
“What do I care about the crusty, bitch?” Inuyasha barely kept rage did not go unnoticed.
They watched with bored expressions on their faces. This scene was nothing that they hadn’t seen before. Once they had chained the poor man into the boat, a guard smeared grease onto his genitals. Once the guards had secured the demon’s hands to the metal rings outside of the boat, a cover was placed over the man so that only his hands and head remained outside.
One of the guards grinned maliciously before turning to the other guards. “He should have a last meal.” Then with a snap of his fingers the guards shoved food into his mouth and then left.
As the guards were trudging back to the castle, one yelled, “This is a warning to all of those who wish to betray Lady Tsubaki! Enjoy the show boys!”
Drawn by the smell of the food and the grease the rats came out of their hiding places and went into the boat.
The sound of the man’s screams filled the air as night crept across the sky.
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Under the darkness of night, Inuyasha silently crept over to the demon. His vocal chords had long ago been worn raw, and tears stained his cheeks.
“I didn’t tell them, Yasha,” the demon sobbed. “They tried to force it out of me, but I didn’t tell. I still had some honor left.”
Inuyasha quieted the demon’s babbling and gently held a cup to his lips. “Drink.”
“No! No, I don’t want to!”
“Hush, it will help. It will soothe the pain.” With a soft touch, Inuyasha gently cradled the male’s head and put the cup against his swollen lips. After a couple swallows he set the cup aside. “It will help.” He assured once again as the soft sound of the night lulled the male into drowsiness.
“I’m a demon, Yasha.” The demon’s words were starting to slur, but his slurring words didn’t deter his from speaking. “A warrior of the Southern Citadel. I wear the Red Jewel. How can she do this to us? How can they enslave us like domesticated animals?” The cup was offered again, and this time the demon drank long and deep.
“They have no honor. They have no comprehension of what it means to have such protocol or moral codes as we do in the Makai. The High Priestess’s influence over the monks and mikos is fierce and has only spread like a disease. This plague will devour all of the territories.”
“Perhaps the ningens are correct. Maybe the three realms were created for a reason.”
“No, we are what we are. There is evil among all races, and evil among those who rule now.”
“Oh, Yasha, where are the good among us? Where have they all gone?” Sleep clouded the demon’s emerald orbs, but the question still lingered in the depths.
“They have been enslaved or taken care of.”
A soft chuckle escaped from the male’s swollen lips after he downed the rest of the drink. “I feel so very brave.”
“You have been.”
“Yashsa, the rats. The rats...my balls are gone.”
“I know.”
“And I cried. They were all witness to my tears.”
“That detail is unimportant.”
“I am a Warrior. I shouldn’t have cried.”
“That all pales in comparison to the fact that you didn’t tell them.”
“Tsubaki killed them anyway.”
“She’ll pay for it. One day she will pay for it with her lifeblood, and those like her will pay too.” Inuyasha’s claws gently rubbed circles in the demon’s neck.
The serene melodies of the night filled the air, and Inuyasha let the male be soothed by the gentle sounds. Inuyasha watched as the medicine took its effect before he continued his ministrations on the demon’s neck.
“Yasha, I–”
The movement was quick, the sound sharp.
Inuyasha carefully let the male’s head roll to the backward as he rose to his feet. Inuyasha knew that it wouldn’t work. He could’ve told them that the Ring of Obedience was so finely tuned that any minute change in youki would alert the owner.
He also could have told them that there were far worse forms of torture than the Ring to keep men or demons docile. The only way to escape, even for a little while, would have been to care for no one.
He could have told them.
However, when they had neared him, cautiously, eager to ask a demon that had escaped from several other courts and murdered handfuls of Queen’s but remained enslaved, he dismissed them with “Sacrifice everything.” The disappointment was evident in their forms as they shuffled away, but he had meant what he’d said.
But even Inuyasha had something that he wouldn’t, and couldn’t, sacrifice.
Countless times after Inuyasha had given up because of the thin band of gold encircling his organ, Sesshomaru had cornered him and pinned him to the wall, snarling with rage and calling him a fool and a coward.
However, Inuyasha knew that Sesshomaru was nothing but a silky, court-trained liar.
Long ago, there was a time when Urasue Takahashi searched for Sesshomaru with a vengeance. He had vanished without a trace. It was a hundred years before he was found again, and that wasn’t until he received word from a messenger that he surrendered.
It simply stated, “Surrender by the new moon, or everyday thereafter, I will take a piece of the half-breed in payment for your defiance.”
Inuyasha shook those memories from his head as he surveyed the tranquility that masked the atrocities of Tsubaki’s domain. He crouched low and sprang up into the canopy of the trees but winced at the sudden movement.
Gingerly, he felt his back. His fingers came back stained with his blood. A bitter smile tugged at his lips as he held his hand out to the darkness and closed his eyes.
There was once a time when it was said that if a wish was made in blood, it was an offering to Kami.
‘Just once, I wish there was a Queen I could respect. A person I could truly believe in. She wouldn’t fear my strength, and I could call her my friend.’
Inuyasha suddenly felt very foolish. With a silly grin tugging at his lips, he wiped the blood on his haori. He was mildly disappointed that the proclamation Kaede had made five hundred years before did not come true. And the remnants of hope had turned sour within his chest as he moved to jump.
*Hello?*
Inuyasha’s head snapped toward the direction of the stables. He knew that the guards would be making their rounds soon, but as far as he knew, no one else was awake.
Even Kuronue would have been fast asleep after the lashing they had both suffered earlier.
*Hello?*
He craned his neck from side to side in search of anyone, but he could not see a person in site.
However, he did not feel like chancing it tonight and jumped down from his perch.
“Hello.”
A/N: I am sorry for the long wait! I was super busy with the last few weeks of school and then a few Summer vacations. Oh, well I will try to get the next chapter out sooner! Thank you for the wonderful reviews!
Chapter 2: A wish made in blood
A/N: I thought I would include a little background information so that things make sense. Sesshomaru is Lord of the West. He does not know that his father is Inu-Taisho. I know it’s confusing. He is, however, heir to the Western Citadel as stated in chapter 1. His mother sold him into slavery so that she could rule unhindered. He believes that his father died when he was young. In addition to that, while Sesshomaru is a Lord, he still serves a Queen.
Also, there are certain aspects of the novels by Anne Bishop that I will incorporate into the story that will mix things from the anime/manga that make up Inuyasha and Yu Yu Hakusho.
Demons and humans wear jewels. They get them at birth. The power depends on what color jewel a person or demon wears. From weakest to strongest the order is:
White
Yellow
Tiger Eye
Rose
Summer-Sky
Purple Dusk
Opal*
Green
Sapphire
Red Grey
Ebon Grey
Black
*Opal is the dividing line between the light and dark jewels. It can go either way, and just like the jewel in the Inuyasha series, the Shikon no Kakera gives unimaginable amounts of strength.
When making an offering to Kami, a person or demon can descend a maximum of three ranks from his/her Birthright Jewel.
Ex. Birthright White could descend to Rose.
In the Dark Jewels Trilogy there is a hierarchy order. I am going to say that the hierarchy is as follows:
Ningen-Kai
ningen (human)
healers
monk/miko (priestesses)
King/Queen
High Priestess
Miko
Makai
low level demons-they wear anything from White-Opal
Warrior Demons-they wear anything from Opal-Red
Warlord Princes-they wear either Grey or Ebon Grey
Taiyoukai-they wear the Black Jewel
*Mental Communication*
‘Thoughts’
I will be introducing some characters from Yu Yu Hakusho in this chapter.
----Disclaimer----
There is a sort of graphic torture scene in his chapter. If you are uncomfortable with that please turn back now! I’ve rated this story M for a reason. There are going to be very mature themes throughout that story.
Ningen-kai
Inuyasha Ito, the inu hanyou, watched the guards carry the poor, blubbering man to the boat. His eyes harbored no sympathy for the ringleader of the aborted slave revolt. His sympathy had died long ago because it was an emotion he could no longer afford.
He had refused to be apart of the revolt. He knew it would fail. The men involved didn’t have what it took to see it through. They didn’t enjoy watching blood run.
He had not participated, and yet Tsubaki punished him anyway. His wrists, neck, and ankles were rubbed raw from where the shackles had worn away at his skin, and his back ached from the bite of the whip that had been relentless in its beating.
Inuyasha flexed his claws and was immediately prodded with a club by a skittish looking guard. His low hiss of anger did not go unnoticed as the man high-tailed it out of the small room.
Kuronue smirked at the subtle action.
“You know you’re only going to get another fifty lashes if she hears about your behavior.” The Bat youkai turned somber as the half-starved demon was shackled into the boat that would soon house his imminent torture.
“Feh,” was the only response Kuronue received from the disgruntled hanyou.
“What do I care about the crusty, bitch?” Inuyasha barely kept rage did not go unnoticed.
They watched with bored expressions on their faces. This scene was nothing that they hadn’t seen before. Once they had chained the poor man into the boat, a guard smeared grease onto his genitals. Once the guards had secured the demon’s hands to the metal rings outside of the boat, a cover was placed over the man so that only his hands and head remained outside.
One of the guards grinned maliciously before turning to the other guards. “He should have a last meal.” Then with a snap of his fingers the guards shoved food into his mouth and then left.
As the guards were trudging back to the castle, one yelled, “This is a warning to all of those who wish to betray Lady Tsubaki! Enjoy the show boys!”
Drawn by the smell of the food and the grease the rats came out of their hiding places and went into the boat.
The sound of the man’s screams filled the air as night crept across the sky.
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Under the darkness of night, Inuyasha silently crept over to the demon. His vocal chords had long ago been worn raw, and tears stained his cheeks.
“I didn’t tell them, Yasha,” the demon sobbed. “They tried to force it out of me, but I didn’t tell. I still had some honor left.”
Inuyasha quieted the demon’s babbling and gently held a cup to his lips. “Drink.”
“No! No, I don’t want to!”
“Hush, it will help. It will soothe the pain.” With a soft touch, Inuyasha gently cradled the male’s head and put the cup against his swollen lips. After a couple swallows he set the cup aside. “It will help.” He assured once again as the soft sound of the night lulled the male into drowsiness.
“I’m a demon, Yasha.” The demon’s words were starting to slur, but his slurring words didn’t deter his from speaking. “A warrior of the Southern Citadel. I wear the Red Jewel. How can she do this to us? How can they enslave us like domesticated animals?” The cup was offered again, and this time the demon drank long and deep.
“They have no honor. They have no comprehension of what it means to have such protocol or moral codes as we do in the Makai. The High Priestess’s influence over the monks and mikos is fierce and has only spread like a disease. This plague will devour all of the territories.”
“Perhaps the ningens are correct. Maybe the three realms were created for a reason.”
“No, we are what we are. There is evil among all races, and evil among those who rule now.”
“Oh, Yasha, where are the good among us? Where have they all gone?” Sleep clouded the demon’s emerald orbs, but the question still lingered in the depths.
“They have been enslaved or taken care of.”
A soft chuckle escaped from the male’s swollen lips after he downed the rest of the drink. “I feel so very brave.”
“You have been.”
“Yashsa, the rats. The rats...my balls are gone.”
“I know.”
“And I cried. They were all witness to my tears.”
“That detail is unimportant.”
“I am a Warrior. I shouldn’t have cried.”
“That all pales in comparison to the fact that you didn’t tell them.”
“Tsubaki killed them anyway.”
“She’ll pay for it. One day she will pay for it with her lifeblood, and those like her will pay too.” Inuyasha’s claws gently rubbed circles in the demon’s neck.
The serene melodies of the night filled the air, and Inuyasha let the male be soothed by the gentle sounds. Inuyasha watched as the medicine took its effect before he continued his ministrations on the demon’s neck.
“Yasha, I–”
The movement was quick, the sound sharp.
Inuyasha carefully let the male’s head roll to the backward as he rose to his feet. Inuyasha knew that it wouldn’t work. He could’ve told them that the Ring of Obedience was so finely tuned that any minute change in youki would alert the owner.
He also could have told them that there were far worse forms of torture than the Ring to keep men or demons docile. The only way to escape, even for a little while, would have been to care for no one.
He could have told them.
However, when they had neared him, cautiously, eager to ask a demon that had escaped from several other courts and murdered handfuls of Queen’s but remained enslaved, he dismissed them with “Sacrifice everything.” The disappointment was evident in their forms as they shuffled away, but he had meant what he’d said.
But even Inuyasha had something that he wouldn’t, and couldn’t, sacrifice.
Countless times after Inuyasha had given up because of the thin band of gold encircling his organ, Sesshomaru had cornered him and pinned him to the wall, snarling with rage and calling him a fool and a coward.
However, Inuyasha knew that Sesshomaru was nothing but a silky, court-trained liar.
Long ago, there was a time when Urasue Takahashi searched for Sesshomaru with a vengeance. He had vanished without a trace. It was a hundred years before he was found again, and that wasn’t until he received word from a messenger that he surrendered.
It simply stated, “Surrender by the new moon, or everyday thereafter, I will take a piece of the half-breed in payment for your defiance.”
Inuyasha shook those memories from his head as he surveyed the tranquility that masked the atrocities of Tsubaki’s domain. He crouched low and sprang up into the canopy of the trees but winced at the sudden movement.
Gingerly, he felt his back. His fingers came back stained with his blood. A bitter smile tugged at his lips as he held his hand out to the darkness and closed his eyes.
There was once a time when it was said that if a wish was made in blood, it was an offering to Kami.
‘Just once, I wish there was a Queen I could respect. A person I could truly believe in. She wouldn’t fear my strength, and I could call her my friend.’
Inuyasha suddenly felt very foolish. With a silly grin tugging at his lips, he wiped the blood on his haori. He was mildly disappointed that the proclamation Kaede had made five hundred years before did not come true. And the remnants of hope had turned sour within his chest as he moved to jump.
*Hello?*
Inuyasha’s head snapped toward the direction of the stables. He knew that the guards would be making their rounds soon, but as far as he knew, no one else was awake.
Even Kuronue would have been fast asleep after the lashing they had both suffered earlier.
*Hello?*
He craned his neck from side to side in search of anyone, but he could not see a person in site.
However, he did not feel like chancing it tonight and jumped down from his perch.
“Hello.”
A/N: I am sorry for the long wait! I was super busy with the last few weeks of school and then a few Summer vacations. Oh, well I will try to get the next chapter out sooner! Thank you for the wonderful reviews!