InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Sesshomaru Story ❯ Chapter 13 ( Chapter 13 )

Chapter 13

“What do you mean you’re not going?” Inu Yasha asked annoyed. “Weren’t you the one who was in the big hurry to go home?”

“Yes. I’m sorry about that,” apologized Alexandra. “But I realize now it would be a mistake for me to leave.”

Inu Yasha snorted and walked over to the edge of the well. “I’d better go tell Kagome you’re not coming then,” he said. Then he turned and addressed the rest of the company. “We’ll be back once we’ve replenished supplies.” He gave Alexandra a dirty look.

“Please tell Kagome I regret any trouble I’ve caused her or her family,” she said.

His expression soften somewhat. “Whatever” he said and then jumped into the well.

Alexandra looked in to see he too had disappeared. She couldn’t believe how much better she felt now that she’d decided not to go back. It was like a weight had been lifted off her. She sighed.

“Don’t worry. Kagome will understand,” Sango said.

“Yes,” Miroku agreed. “It’s a woman’s prerogative to change her mind. And the well is here if you do decide you want to go back.”

Alexandra ran her hand over the old wood. “I suppose that’s true.” She smiled. It was so like this monk to always be working every angle but she had every intention of sticking by her decision.

“Do you want to come and meet Kaede?” Shippo asked brightly.

Alexandra shouldered her bag feeling the scrolls in it shift around. “I was thinking I’d just go back right away,” she answered.

“Oh no! Stay for a bath and meal, at least. There are some hot springs near here!” said Sango.

“We should escort you back, at least part of the way!” Miroku added. “It really isn’t safe traveling alone.”

“Please stay for at little while,” pleaded Shippo. “I’m sure Kaede would love to meet you!”

Alexandra considered it. It did sound more tempting than turning around and heading back right away.

Suddenly she didn't know what had happened to her. One moment she was about to answer them, the next something hit her. She felt the wind knocked out of her. There was an excruciating pain in her shoulders and the ground was rushing away from her feet.

Large reptilian talons had ripped through her clothes and dug into her flesh. Alexandra couldn't put her head back far enough to see the creature that held her but there was the flapping sound of large leathery wings over her head. She didn't want to struggle at the risk she might free herself and fall. Or perhaps make her wounds worse so she wouldn't be able to defend herself when she landed. She had no choice but to remain in the creature’s clutches and go where it was taking her.





Sesshomaru approached Alexandra’s cottage in the late morning as the last of the dew drying. It was quiet. He was relieved to see no sign of his brother or his idiotic friends. It was evident they’d been gone for some time.

Good he thought to himself, he was looking forward to finally spending some time alone with Alexandra again. Especially now that they had made their feelings known to each other.

After a few more steps he stopped abruptly. He saw the script written on the door.

Good-bye.

Good-bye. And it was like someone had put their hand through his chest.

Pain. Surprising and unexpected.

Sesshomaru couldn’t believe it. They admitted their love for one another and she’d left. She went back to her own time and family. How strong her loyalty to them must be!

He gazed off into the far distance and smiled. He understood. There was a time not so long ago when he too would have moved heaven and earth to bring his father back. His gaze returned to the door.

Goodbye.

Perhaps it wouldn’t be too late to see her one last time. He leapt into the air.





Alexandra and the demon flew what seemed to be miles over forest and then passed into a fog. She couldn't make out where they were going until a dark building came rushing up at her. She was quite a distance from the ground when she was dropped into a courtyard.

She looked around her. It may have contained a garden once but all the plants were dried and dead. The whole place had a sickening death smell to it. Alexandra stood up from the crouch she landed in. She felt the back of her shoulder and her hand came back covered in blood. Good, she thought, bleeding would keep it from getting infected. Of course that was assuming she lived that long.

The creature circled and hit the ground awkwardly. She turned putting her hand on the hilt of her knife as the monster turned and faced her. It was huge and bat-like in appearance with enormous ears, protruding fangs and a grotesque pushed in face. Green eyes glowing, it licked its lips greedily. It started toward her walking unnaturally on it wings. Then it seemed to change its mind clumsily moving away from her whimpering.

She heard footsteps behind her and pivoted.

A figure came out of the fog. It was the form of a man. He was tall and well-built with sheets of coal black hair flowing down his back. He wore some sort of armour and his bearing was rather haughty like that of a noble. He was good-looking yet he emanated an aura of evil more sinister than that of the beast behind her. Perhaps it was the red eyes or maybe the tentacles coming out of his back Alexandra thought as she realized it wasn’t all hair as she first thought. He wore a self satisfied smirk as he approached her. It disappeared when he got close enough to get a good look at her.

Alexandra realized with a sinking feeling that this was Naraku. She wouldn’t stand a chance trying to fight him if Sesshomaru, Inu Yasha, Miroku, Sango and Kagome couldn’t defeat him. Hell she thought even Shippo probably stood a better chance than her.

She wouldn’t be able to reason with him. The guy was a certifiable psycho. He got kicks out of playing sick mind games. The only thing he liked or cared about was himself.

Naraku looked at the woman before him critically. He had instructed the beast to capture the strange looking priestess in the short green dress In Yasha traveled with. She seemed to fit the bill. Had she been traveling with Inu Yasha? How many of these women were there?

Well, she was an ordinary woman of no consequence. A complete waste of time. Kabin would have to try again.

"No Kabin!" Naraku muttered angrily. "This is the wrong woman!"

Even though he spoke softly the creature seemed to cringe back farther. He started walking away, waving his hand dismissively. "Kill her!''

"Wait a minute!" Alexandra called after him. She did her best to ignore the dragging sounds coming up behind her. "Before you go, could I just ask you something?" She had an idea and nothing to lose.

“A last request?” Naraku turned amused at the idea perhaps there would be a bit of amusement in this after all. The noises stopped. "What is it?" he asked smoothly.

She took a step forward and looked around the courtyard as if searching for something. "Do you know Naraku?" she asked.

"Why do you ask?' he inquired smirking at her and crossing his arms over his chest.

"I'm a foreigner” Alexandra walked up to him as if she were confiding in him. “From the continent. Japan has become quite famous for its demons. I’ve come here write a book about the most powerful ones. It will be called “Japan’s Greatest Demons”. Every time I start talking about demons Naraku’s name keeps coming up. I’d really like to meet him. You wouldn’t happen to know him, do you?"

Naraku answered rather pleased with himself. "I am Naraku."

"Oh!" Alexandra exclaimed first in delighted surprised and then added “Oh!” in tone just a shade disheartened. She recovered quickly bowing to him. “The great Lord Naraku. I’m so pleased to finally meet you. Please, allow me to introduce myself - my name is Alexandra.”

"What’s wrong?" Naraku asked her. “For a moment there you sounded disappointed.”

Alexandra smiled slyly at him. “Nothing escapes your notice. It was just that after all the fantastic stories that I’d heard about you. I found your order of “kill her” just a bit mundane. I would’ve thought you would…I don’t know…feed me my own children. Something like that."

Naraku considered what she said and smiled. "Interesting suggestion.” This woman piqued his curiosity. “You’re writing a book, you say?”

“Yes. It will be distributed not only here in Japan but also all over the continent.” Alexandra spread her arms wide. She gave Naraku a malicious smile and clasped her hands together. “I intend to terrify people everywhere with the tales of Japan’s most infamous demons.’

“For the past few days I’ve been traveling with a half-demon named Inu Yasha doing research. He and his friends were quite boring excepting when they were telling me all about you and the havoc you caused. That’s when I decided that I just had to meet you,” she said. “So far the best demon I found to be in my book ahs been Sesshomaru."

Naraku’s eyes widen in surprise. "Sesshomaru has agreed to be in your book?"

"Oh, do you know him? Yes,” Alexandra said smugly. “Sesshomaru all but jumped at the chance to become a household word world-wide. I've interviewed him a few times and I’ve done some portraits. Here...” She went into her bag and got out a couple of drawings handing them to him. "Powerful but I have to say a bit disappointing. He hasn't really done much."

Naraku perused the artwork with interest. "Not bad," he mused. He had to admit Sesshomaru looked spectacular. "You did these?"

"Yes I intend to fully illustrate the volume. So what do you say?" Alexandra asked. “Are you interested?”

“On one condition,” Naraku said. “That the book is only about me. Nobody else.”

Alexandra frowned and pretended to consider it.

“After all, by your only admission, you don’t have a lot of other material,” he said smiling.

She smiled back at him. “I suppose that’s true. Alright. The name of the book is changed to ‘Naraku – Japan’s Greatest Demon’.”

No, ‘Naraku – the World’s Greatest Demon’!” Naraku said enthusiastically.

“Even better!” Alexandra said rummaging through her tote to retrieve a long forgotten pen. She poised it over the back of one of the scrolls. “Now go ahead and tell me everything…!”





Sango had changed into her exterminator outfit and paced apprehensively by the well. Shippo sat on the wooden frame of the well staring down inside. Miroku sat cross-legged on the ground off to the side seemly in a meditative state. Kirara was in her demonic form behind him. Her tails swished as she picked up on her mistress’ mood.

“How long are Inu Yasha and Kagome going to be?” Sango asked impatiently.

Miroku opened his eyes. “Minutes…hours…days. There’s no way of knowing,” he answered calmly.

“I just wish that there was something we could do!” she said sitting down frustrated.

Miroku sighed. “We’ve already done our best to follow after Alexandra and whatever it was that abducted her. It’s useless without Inu Yasha; Shippo’s nose just isn’t good enough.”

“Well,” Shippo said looking up. “My nose is good enough to tell me that whatever that creature was – it reeked of Naraku!”

“And if we’re going to face Naraku,” added Miroku. “It would be for the best to wait for both Kagome and Inu Yasha. We have no choice but to wait for their return”

“I know!” Sango exclaimed. She got up and resumed pacing. “It’s just so hard to stand around!”

Miroku returned to his meditation and Shippo went back to watching the well. They were all so absorbed in their own activities that they didn’t notice the tall figure approaching them from across the clearing until Kirara growled low.

Sango was the first to look over. “Sesshomaru!” she said stopping in surprise. Miroku got to his feet behind her and came forward to stand between the two of them.

Sesshomaru ignored the small group as he walked forward focused on the well. Shippo left his post deciding things might be safer closer to the others. When Sesshomaru reached the side of the well he stood for a moment contemplating its inky depths, his hand resting on the side. For a moment Sango wondered if he was going to leap inside.

“She’s gone,” Sesshomaru stated.

It took Miroku a moment to realize that he was speaking of Alexandra. There was no emotion in the demon lord’s voice, merely a relaying a fact. Though the monk supposed he was above such things as regret or sorrow. In a flash Miroku realized here was the solution to their dilemma.

“Alexandra’s gone,” he said taking a step forward. “But not down the well and not of her own free will. She was abducted by one of Naraku’s demons.”

Sesshomaru glowered at him with such intensity Miroku took a step back.

“We tried to follow them” Sango interjected in their defense. “But it was too fast. We were waiting for Inu Yasha to come back so we could track them.”

“Which way?” Sesshomaru asked.

“West,” replied Miroku and Sesshomaru was gone almost before the word was out of his mouth.





As he sped west Sesshomaru caught the scent of Alexandra mixed with the stench of Naraku. He berated himself, what had he been thinking leaving her in the company of his useless brother and his incompetent friends. He should have personally escorted her to the well – he had promised to protect her and now his worst fears were realized.

He dropped down to the ground. There on a leaf was a dried rust coloured stain. It was blood. Alexandra’s blood.

Fury swept through Sesshomaru and his lip lifted in a snarl.

Naraku - he had let him live too long.