The Concealed Form of the Inu Daiyoukai

Chapter 5

Sesshoumaru was still making his way to Inuyasha village. The village was a good fifty miles away but he decided to walk at a leisurely paste to patrol as well as ponder some of the issues he will inevitably have to face. It was night time now which was Sesshoumaru favorite time to be outside. It was also the night of the new moon which made it darker then usual.

‘The hanyo is in his human form tonight, I wonder what trouble the foolish pup will blunder in this time.’ He thought as he walked, knowing Inuyasha He will have a plenty of injuries when he arrived at the village. He felt the magic of the stone he wore around his neck weaken more. He knew the change was coming soon and he wondered what his true self look like. Will he shrink in height? Will his voice change to sound more feminine? These questions will probably be answered in a day or so. It didn’t matter; he would still be the most powerful daiyoukai in the world, so why did he feel like he would be more vulnerable in a female form. Deep down he knew the answer, he just didn’t want to acknowledge it. Since this train of though grated on his nerves he decided to change it (back to Inuyasha and the…his pack).

Every since he became a true daiyoukai his sensitivity has increase. He can sense if his pack is in mortal danger. ‘It has to be because of Tensaiga. Both swords are linked and Tensaiga revived Rin.’ The Tensaiga is connected to both of them and he knew that if Inuyasha or Rin was in danger, nine times out of ten so was the rest of the pack. They would die to protecting each other. Since they seem to be safe (except for Inuyasha getting roughed up a bit) he took has time. Suddenly, the wind picked up and he smelled a village burning. He also smelled blood and burned villagers. The village wasn’t too far from the path he was taken, so he decided to go and investigate. Being the curious youkai he is he was drawn to the unrest.

When he arrive the scent of charred flesh, burned wood and blood assaulted his nose so strongly that it made his stomach turn. He managed to keep up his nonchalant facade as he investigated the area. No survives were left in the village. But one thing seemed out of place. While the rest of the bodies where burned beyond repair (he couldn’t bring them back with Tensaiga because their bodies were nothing but ash.) was a mother cradling her body over her young child. The mother and child weren’t burned at all; they were run through with a sword. ‘It seems as if the culprits made the mother and child watches their village burn before they were killed. She thought as she frowned not liking the sight before her. She frowned again when he realized it actually disturbed him to see the sight before him. Being the Warring States era, disasters like this occurred all the time so it shouldn’t bother him but it does. That has happened a lot lately, being bothered by others suffering. He never considered him self a hero, but he did manage to save other innocents from time to time when he dispatched enemies. He thought about what he said to Totosai years ago after Inuyahsa and he escaped the Mediou. “So…? are you saying that I should carry that and go around saving people?...Don’t mock me.’

The sight made him think of Rin dead body in his arm when he cradled her protectively in hell. “It seems that old fool was right.” Sesshoumaru mumbled despite what he told Totosai he was going around saving people, because she was going to save this mother and her child, only for her own benefit of course. At least that what she told herself, but she knew that wasn’t the only reason. She was angry with herself for being so empathetic to them. It was easier being a cold blooded bastard 24/7 at least then his emotions didn’t pledge him like they do now. He thought maybe it had something to do with the fading magic of the stone. Maybe changing into his true gender made it harder to control his emotions. But he dismissed the idea knowing that the stone could only hide appearance and scent, not his personality, or so he thought (his concealed male form protected him in more ways then one). He hated to feel sorrow or grief for others, he hated to show those emotions even more. So he forced the frown from his face, replacing it with an indifferent look as he muses.

‘To think, this Sesshoumaru has caused this kind of carnage and not given it a second thought. Yet I feel…pity for these humans. Most of the time he killed either beings who attacked him or those who stood in his way (like Inuyasha did when he wanted the Tessaiga). He never attacked a village with people (human or youkai) he had no quarrel with. This attacked seemed like total nonsense to him and it irate him. Not only was he irate by the attack, but by the fact that he felt sorry for them. “Mother was right when she said I was going soft, how bothersome.’ Then he thought ‘However getting ‘soft’ as she put it is one of the main reasons why I was able to surpass father.’ He thought as he draws his Tensaiga from his sheath. He decided not to think about his change in values (mainly him going from being a selfish evil, arrogant, spoiled brat to a mature daiyoukai who has compassion and concern for others) anymore and focus on the task at hand.

He couldn’t revive the other bodies that were nothing but ash, but he could give the mother clutching her child a second chance at life. He wondered if who ever did this knew of his sword and destroyed the other bodies completely on purpose, and left these two somewhat in one piece for him to revive. It was a possibility, but he will not know until he investigated the matter farther.

‘I see them the sprits of the underworld.’ He thought as he eliminated the little imps that was working to take the mother and child souls. He had the scents of the bastards that destroyed the village, but he wanted to hear her side of the story before he tears them apart.

The women and the child heart started to beat at the same time. The woman turned her head and gasp as she saw the man standing before her.

“You are the angel that saved my child and I, thank you.” She said while the child, amazement and curiosity.

“No, this Sesshoumaru is not an angel, and I didn’t revive you for your gratitude, I want information.” He said in a bored matter.

“Anything information you need, I will gladly give it to you if I possess it.”

“Very well, why was the village and its inhabits burned except for you two.”
“I am…was the head master’s daughter of the village. Since my father died recently, I was left in charge of the village and its people. When the bandits came, they demanded the woman and children to use as slaves and for other disgraceful purposes. They figured since a woman was the head of the village, we would just roll over for them. Instead we fought back knowing that they would slaughter us either way. Mostly everyone was killed, raped or both while my child and I were force to watch.”

She was in tears as her child seemed to be focused fully on the Inu daiyoukai. Then she said “They were angry because we didn’t give in to them. They wanted to prove that women were too weak to be leaders and they said the village was weak for having a woman in charge. One of them said ‘All women belong beneath man in every way.’ After he said that, he gave the order to attack the village.”

Sesshoumaru was calm on the outside, but on the inside he was seething with rage. It was the same old story, no matter how capable a woman is, how powerful she is, their were always a few pathetic fools that had to use women in such a disgraceful matter to prove their strength. Rapist pissed him off more then a murder did. Whether they attacked a man or woman, a Rapist was the vilest thing on the plant. A rapist not only kills a part of your body, but it destroys a part of your soul. Any time he came across a rapist on his patrol, he killed them without mercy. If he caught a child molester He tortured them to death. The violation of a child was the worst one of them all. He has mellowed out a lot compared to how he used to be, but some things did not change. He was only cold ruthless and cruel when he deemed it necessary (not all the time). He gladly let his sadistic side take over when dealing with monster just as these. He enjoyed showing the nasty bastards what a true fear really was before he killed them. His eyes flashed red for a second drawing a gasp from the women. The child trembled as she saw his eyes change. He closed his eyes to compose himself. They had done nothing to deserve his wrath. So he closed his eyes to compose himself then he said:

“Come.” His tone was deceptively calm. He knew of a village nearby were they could find shelter. After scanning the area to make sure it was safe. He led them to the village. Before the little child and her mother left to go to the village, the little girl waved at him and said “Bye pretty lady.” He gave the child a glance as her mother said “No, that is a Lord not a Lady.” She bowed low apologizing for her child mistake. He only nodded and sent them to the village. ‘Humph. The children is more observant then most adults.’ He mused as he thought about how wise Rin was as well. When he knew the residents had taken them in, he set of to find his prey. He tracked the scent of the bandits to a cave a few miles from the destroyed village. Other sounds and scents caused him to increase his pace. He could hear the screams and whimpers of the remaining women and children. He could also smell blood, semen and sex in the air. This combine with the musings and his impending change made it even harder to maintain control of his emotions. His eyes start to glow red and his fangs start to lengthen as his rage was over taking him. He wanted to make the bandits suffer. He could feel the magic of the stone fading fast. If his form is changed completely before he finishes so be it. He refused to let the bastards live for long. In fact he may enjoy humiliating and dominating them more as a female. That would be a fitting punishment for them to be over powered by the very gender they wanted to control the gender that is supposed to be weaker then them… a female.

‘Found you.’ He thought with a predatory grin on his face. ‘This Sesshoumaru will show these filthy creatures the beast the true meaning of fear and pain.” He thought as he called them out of the cave.


His Energy flare for a second, sending shivers down the bandits spine as the lesser youkai ran for cover.


“Bandits…Cowardly Fools, come and meet your executioner!” He said in a sharp tone.

Tbc

A/N: I hope you like it.