Ookami No Rei

Ookami no Rei

By Unokitsune

Disclaimer: Inuyasha,
and friends, do not; I repeat, DO NOT belong to me. They belong to their
respected creator, Rumiko Takahashi. Eclypsia, Luci Man Manta, Wolf, Morgan,
Ryuukokuyen, and future others do belong to me. There is another character
coming into play soon, a crane youkai that belongs to Chillkat who allowed me
the privilege to use him in my story. As soon as I can remember his name, (I
know it starts with a k I think, it’s somewhere in my notes and email) I’ll post
it up (Geesh I suck at remembering names, can’t even remember some of my
friends names, isn’t that sad?)

A/N: Ok people,
this is NC-17, but as of the moment, I can’t think of anything. I’m writing cuz
I’m bored and I WANT REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I won’t make this a/n
extra long, so be happy. I don’t know when I want Inuyasha and company to come
into play, maybe a bit after this chapter, hmm? The fight with Naraku, well,
it’s going to be non-existent, I’ll explain later. Oh, should I revive Kikyou
and then kill her again? Or should I throw in everybody’s favorite character of
last story, (she’s hyper, annoying, and hilariously funny!!! Inuyasha is scared
of her) that’s right, KAIRI! ^^ I’ll explain more about her too. Right now, I
want some sappy, mushy, lime stuff from sessy. Hopefully it’s not OOC. ^^

QUESTION: Is it Tenyo or Tenchi that is
an angel/goddess?

Anyways, relax, and enjoy.

Chapter 6: Friend or Foe; Demon Lord Sesshomaru vs. Archangel/Goddess
Eclypsia

Sesshomaru used a clawed hand to move Kagome’s now pink hair
away from her face. While sleeping, both her and the tenchi’s souls had
intertwined, sharing each others strengths and nearly erasing all weaknesses.
However, Sesshomaru knew that a few weaknesses still existed. And somehow they
always had something to do with the heart, somethhe whe would learn how to fix.
Yet at the moment, his feelings for his brother’s wench and the being that
dwelled inside her were like protectiveness. He couldn’t explain why he felt
the need to protect her, both of them. To feel her trust, to earn it and keep
it, to feel here…whe…why, why was he feeling this way?

The feelings were similar to what he felt for Rin, though it
was in a highly different way. It was more than parental feelings it was almost
like….Sesshomaru cut his thoughts off from there. For him, the Great Lord of
the Western Lands didn’t like getting confused. He hardly ever got confused,
and if he did, the source would lose his/her head. There was just one other
time, long ago, when he felt this confused…

He looked at the sleeping miko again. Her black hair was now
the color of sakura, a light pink cherry blossom color with very light
highlights, almost white. Her skin tone had lightened, but it was not sickly
white. A bright pinkish purple starburst was found resting in the middle of her
head. Her nails lengthened a bit, not much. Her ears still resembled human
ears, but Sesshomaru knew better, he knew they could hear just as well as any
demon, perhaps on the same level if not better than a dog demon’s ears. Her
chest had increased a few cups, she was taller, and her body was now more
formed. She had a wolf tail growing from the bottom of her back, just above her
butt. It was a darker pink than her hair with a bit of purple here and there.
The lips on her face seemed to become pinker and redder than any rose could
get. She now had wings, they were between transparent, white, and a very, very
light purple. She was no longer a humant ant an angel, a highly powerful one at
that. Her miko power, he, Sesshomaru, knew had increased even beyond Kikyou and
perhaps even Midoriko.

Her silent, even breathing, was a soothing sound to
Sesshomaru. He was tempted to lean down kis kiss her forehead. But he didn’t
know how she would react. He caught himself just as he was about to kiss her.
This woman-child hadn’t even been in his presence that long and already she was
affecting him in ways he couldn’t comprehend and at the moment, did and didn’t
want to learn what they were.

She sleeps in a melancholy sleep

A tune sad in song

Her heart shattered in pieces

Her life ever so long…

‘It’s that voice,’ Sesshomaru
thought then growled. That very same voice he heard before the angel, Eclypsia,
haokenoken in a nightmarish dream. “Reveal yourself!” Sesshomaru barked. The
voice sounding so familiar, yet Sesshomaru couldn’t fathom why.

Under the sun she sleeps

A silent lullaby

Under the moon she awakens

A horrid, painful cry

‘That voice…why do I
recognize it?’ Sesshomaru thought.
He allowed a low, warning growl to escape his throat. He readied Toujikan,
unsure of the whole situation.

My dear child,

I will not harm you

All of you have suffered

Even you, Sesshomaru

“So, you know who I am, it would be immodest and impolite
that I wouldn’t know the name of whom addresses me.” Sesshomaru said, he then
added, “How can one suffer when they know not of petty, human, emotions?”

You lie to yourself my child

Somewhere inside you lies a heart

Reframe from being untruthful

For it tears so many lives apart

My dear child, son of Inutaisho,

Quell my young angel’s fears

For along with the young miko,

Her soul cries a million
unsheathed tears

Deep in your heart, you know who
I am

And you’ll see me in your dreams
if you’re bold

Then, and only then

Can more of this story be told

Then the voice disappeared, vanished into thin air, just
like when it first appeared. A shifting of movement caught Sesshomaru’s ears,
awakening him out of his reverie. Sesshomaru looked towards the bed, where he
assumed the young miko had shifted and moved in her sleep. The scene that
greeting him however, was something far from what he expected.

She sat there, straight up in his mother’s bed. Silver,
light blue eyes looked right at his own, locking them in dead stare. Her long,
golden tresses cascaded down her shoulders like a silken waterfall, framing her
beautiful face which held beautiful, crimson lips; fuller and more beautiful
than that of the reddest rose. Her wings behind her were that of an enchanted,
powerful being, locked away and surviving in a once human female’s body; a body
that held not one, but two souls that entangled and gave each other her power,
surviving off the other. Her long tail wrapped around her body, it was a tail
belonging to that of a wolf, though it was longer and much fluffier. Her
delicate, slender arms held the blanket closer to her body, a poster and body
saying how vulnerable she felt. What amazed Sesshomaru the most is when he
looked back in her eyes; they each belonged to a different soul. Her right eye
was silver-blue, it belonged to the angel Eclypsia, and the other orb was a
pink hue with a purple sun-like shape highlight and a white pupil, the miko
Kagome. Both of them were watching Sesshomaru with two eyes in one body. Both
eyes seemed to dart around, looking for escape, yet at the same time, they kept
focus on Sesshomaru’s every move.

Unconsciously he took a step towards her, temporarily
stopping when he heard her growl at him. Unaffected, he continued, her growls
becoming louder the closer he got. She shifted uncomfortably, her hair starting
to rise up, giving him her last warning. “Stay back!” she barked. He didn’t.

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Kagome had been in uncertainty along with Eclypsia. Both
were very cautious for each step the Youkai Lord took towards them in her body.
During the dream, Kagome had received a chance to get to know the young goddess
better. Within this unconscious vision, not quite like R.E.M. sleep (I’ll
explain about this later if you don’t know what it is), Kagome could see and
here everything, she even remembered it later.

~Flashback~ ~Dream~

Kagome was running,
she knew not what from, only she had to keep running. Suddenly she took flight,
like the dream she had last time. Suddenly the view changed, and she saw it was
not her, but Eclypsia, the angel within her body, running. She saw Eclypsia
take flight, pure genuine fear in her eyes. Suddenly she took flight, her wings
lifting her form into the sky. Kagome tried running, to save her new friend.
However, she couldn’t move, the scene pinned her like chains bonding a
prisoner. She tried moving her arms and legs; however they felt so heavy that
they were hardly mobile. Tears formed in her orbs as she witnessed the sight,
or rather, the memory. She saw how a demon grabbed the young goddess, her fear
replacing by anger. She saw how Eclypsia tried to defend herself, her power
waning fast while the demon grew strong. She fought him gallantly, but soon was pinned beneath him. Kagome tried to
cover her eyes but failed, and was forced to watch the demon strip Eclypsia
naked. As a last resort, Eclypsia wove a spell and escaped through her soul and
was locked in a tree. The moon and her power hurled the demon who just managed
to take her body’s purity, which no longer held her still-pure soul. By the
time the blast was over, the demon and Eclypsia’s body were gone, leaving only
a strong, holy barrier, a young tree in the center, where Eclypsia’s soul would
lie dormant for the next thousand years.

Kagome found she could
move her arms and legs again and she ran towards the barrier. She got there, to
the barrier, but it seemed years before she reached it. Reaching it, she was
amazed. She saw herself shielding Rin from the attack Ryuukokuyen had sent.
Suddenly she was under a spell, and walked into the barrier, the dragon’s
attack bouncing right onot not even a flicker of a scratch. Then the scene
changed. Kagome was in the center of the barrier now; she looked around and saw
the tree. There was Eclypsia, standing vertical to the tree, her face looking
down into a crystal-clear, pure pond, like a small lake.

“Kagome,” Eclypsia
spoke, “Atlas we meet each other, though not in person, here at least our souls
can have a form.”

“You’ve been expecting me?” Kagome asked.

“Yes, fate is made it so.” Eclypsia said.

“Eclypsia, those images back there…were those…memories?” Kagome asked.

It took her some time,
her face got dark, remembering those horrid events, “Hai (yes) they were…and
they’re ones I’ll never forget”

“I was able to see
them, and, it felt so real. It felt like…I was you.” Kagome said, she hugged
herself, trying hard not to cry. She too knew how it felt…the horrible pain of
being betrayed…knowing the betrayer was still walking this earth, uncaring and
selfish, always looking out for oneself and possession.

“As I was your
memories, even though I already knew about them as I slept. I know about your
excursions through the well, your travels with the hanyou, and your love always
forgotten and placed on a shelf, stored away and forgotten. I’ve seen your
hardships, Kagome, and I’ve seen your triumphs. Your life along with the young
girl, Rin, holds much similarity to my own. Betrayal, trust, life, death, and
rebirth, all of it has happened to all three of us, yet what makes us so
similar is we each still hold our purity, our souls untainted by hardships that
could ruin a normal man. But we’re not normal, we’re special, Rin too.”
Eclypsia spoke.

“You know all about
that, even my time and the well?” Kagome gasped, not realizing Eclypsia had
that kind of power.

“Hai, Lady Kagome,
Miko to the Shikon and successor to Lady Midoriko; for it was we, Lady Midoriko
and myself, Eclypsia hime, who brought you here. It was her who aided your
development in your miko powers quickly. And it was I who watched over you.
Together, we aided you, through peril and merry times. We protected you,
knowing that soon you would awaken us.”

“Awaken us? But
Midoriko died shortly after you. And when you spoke of Rin, you seemed to be
saying something.” Kagome asked. Every question that was answered to her, two
more seemed to take its place. Kagome easily got confused, and it got worse
each question that was answered, because each answer held a meaning.

Eclypsia smiled. “Yes,
Midoriko died shortly after me, but not before placing an enchanted curse upon
the jewel which sprang out of her very body. For it was he, that very devil you saw earlier, who sent all the demons battle
her for seven days and seven nights, before finally succeeding in killing her.
For you see, Midoriko reminded him
of me, her purity and ability to purify anything scared him. He killed her in a
way, because he could not approach her himself. Two curses were upon him that
day; one from me, the other, from Midoriko. She made it so he could not touch
the Shikon; he would have to earn power his own way. Trying to do so would be
suicide, for within it still held purity that could condemn style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>him in his weekend state; I’ll get to that later though. But, Midoriko
also placed another curse and spell upon the jewel. Because so many evil sought
power, powers which both of us were killed for, the Jewel would become a source
of insanity and sure death to those who would abuse it. Yet, however, within
the Miko who guards it, the jewel would be put to rest, purified and could no
longer be of harm. Her body had been laid to rest and cast to stone, forever a
reminder. Her grave was the cave, which a barrier protected, cast by her, even
in death. Shortly after death, her soul somehow found my own, and emerged
itself within the tree that held me while I slept. We waited for you to be born
again; you were the next Midoriko, her successor. When you freed me, you also
freed her. Her power is merged with yours, and in being so, you havolvvolved
with aid from my soul. You’re both powerful miko’s, true guardians of the
sacred jewel, and, upon my awakening, your souls were able to combine and
transform.” Eclypsia allowed Kagome a moment to digest what she had said,
allowing Kagome to get a new, full look at herself; her body was no longer
human but instead, was an angel. “As for Rin,” Eclypsia continued, “She is
still a human, however, soon fate and heaven will smile on her, and upon my
fated death, before my true rebirth, she’ll become one of us, an immortal
angel, a child of heaven. However, this will have to wait.”

Kagome noticed
Eclypsia had paused; it was just long enough for Kagome to ask one more
question. “Is him the demon who I
saw earlier?” She asked.

‘Forgive me, but I
have no choice, I must fight him, for he is too close. Forgive me, Lady Kagome,
my friend. For what I’m about to do, will hurt you, but just for a moment; this
pain is something you never experienced before.’ Kagome heard Eclypsia say,
and then screamed in pain. Eclypsia took control of Kagome’s body once more.
She knew that Kagome didn’t scream in pain because of Eclypsia’s sudden control
over her body, it was the fact that Eclypsia had pulled a sword, style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>her sword out Kagome’s back, in between
the wings. It was the holy sword that was buried with her soul, it was
Alexandria.

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Sesshomaru, hearing Kagome’s scream, sprinted, and within
seconds, had Eclypsia pinned down beneath him. That was a mistake.

Her eyes got wide; both were pure silver, glowing. She
roared, and with sudden, unknown strength, she lifted him off of her and kicked
him into the wall.

Within seconds, Sesshomaru was on his feet and was about to
strangle the angel, unsure if she was friend or foe. He wasn’t going to hurt
her that much, just enough to put her back into conscious. Little did he know
it was going to be much harder than he thought.

Using his demon speed, he rushed to her. However, she was
faster. She jumped up when Sesshomaru was inches from the bed, the white blur
she could see quite clearly. She landed her right elbow into his back, sending
him slamming hard in the bed, before flipping out of the way. She landed
sixteen feet from him. Though the room was not tall enough for her to take
flight, it was still big enough for such a jump to be made.

Sesshomaru pulled himself out of the sheets and the ruined
bed, he knew now he would have to calm her down, and to do that, he would have
to face her, he would have to fight her. He couldn’t kill her, much as his
demon blood told him, because another part of him, his instinct and that voice,
told him that she needed to live.

Yet, Eclypsia had suffered a great betrayal, a kind of
betrayal that wasn’t easily forgiven. Sesshomaru readied Tokijin; this would be
his second mistake. He watched as she eyed him, and then at the sword, the
sword that reminded her so much of Daemon, the sword of hell, belonging to style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>him.

Sesshomaru, using his demon speed, swung the sword to the
left of her. It was meant to startle her a little, to gain her attention.
Imagine his surprise when she blocked it, with a sword of her own. Sesshomaru
saw it only after he hit the normally invisible blade to a demon’s eye. Now
that it was awake, Alexandria
wouldn’t let loose.

Using Alexandria,
Eclypsia flung Sesshomaru back, on a collision course with the wall that led
outside to the gardens. A large hole was made and Eclypsia shortly followed.
Sesshomaru made contact with one of the falling bricks, (these were imported or
traded, pick one because it is how I know of castles to be made:-Pclass=GramE>) , and jumped up into the air, away from the falling bricks
and the holy sword.

Toujikin started to cry out in pain. “Toujikin, it cries?!”
Sesshomaru said, “What is her sword?”

End of Chapter 6

A/N: hey, look,
cliffhanger! Whoops, sorry. Hmm, I wonder what’s going to happy to sessy now, class=GramE>hmm? Anyways, please read and review. La, la, la see yah
laterz.