InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Angel in Disguise ❯ Fear to Delight ( Chapter 9 )

((A/N: I just wanted to let you all know that I've been thinking about pairings, and I figured that I could easily make another character later in the future for Kagome, since I have come to the idea of Inuyasha being paired with Melena. Now I know all of you are probably thinking "Inuyasha with a Unicorn?! Where's the whole angel issue?? No worries. She'll be in her strange angel form in the future also when the group gets to meet her unicorn self and become used to her. Anyway thank you guys for your reviews! I appreciate them! And please do continue reading and reviewing! Thankies!))

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Inuyasha except for Melena and the male character I will be creating for Kagome.

I had to admit, I was beautiful. Instead of being thickly muscled and stocky like a simple horse, I was delicate, my body long yet well toned and muscled but in a delicate way. I had slender, but powerful legs to support my body, much longer than any equines I had ever seen, obviously built for speed and grace. I arched my neck, seeing the sinew flex of muscle as it shifted, tucking my small velvet gray muzzle to my muscled chest, feeling my ears swivel back and forward as I listened to all the sounds around me. I had a long flowing mane and tail of silver gilt gold with strands of my bronze like brown rippling down as if the hair was alive itself. All four of my hooves where rather large, nothing like I had expected considering my whole body seemed to be slender and delicate. It was obvious that these thick pearl hooves of mine where meant not only to withstand much terrain, but also to use to defend myself with. My horn…oh my horn I had to admit was something I had never known could be so beautiful for it glimmered with so many colors, always changing, always swirling, so long unlike the small to medium and thick like horns drawn on most of the unicorns of my time. I also noticed that this horn was also likely to be a great weapon to protect myself with, seeing how it tapered to a needle sharp point. My coat glowed in the sunlight like fresh fallen snow, and to my surprise, I saw my wings… or the same design of wings imprinted on my coat much like it had been in my human form, only so much larger. The wings gave the image they were tightly folded against my sides, spreading from my withers, down my shoulders, across the barrel of my stomach, even over my flanks to end at the end of my muscled hindquarters. I was never sure if this was just like my older form; merely a design, an art on my skin, or if somehow, something would bring the magic that I had seen in my reflection in the waters back at school. As if my thought had brought it to life, I saw the wings seem to shift and then sudden flex and spread out from my body to reach out to each side, stretching until every feathered tip quivered with the stretch. I could feel them! It wasn't an illusion, or something in my mind. I could feel the new strong yet hollow bones beneath the membrane and feathers shift and move, the muscles and tendons stretch and flex, as I tested my wings with eyes full of amazement, feeling and seeing my wings glimmer as if only a trick of the light fold back, then stretch out once more, lift up high, and beat down with a sure and powerful struck, making my body seem light as air as I suddenly felt myself lift off the ground for a second before landing on all fours once more. I just stood there, stunned, as so many emotions raced through me. The last one to stay and fill me was finally… excitement. I folded my wings back and felt them meld back into my sides and experimented with my voice, opening my jaws and for the feeling of it, singing, and to my amazement once more, hearing the sound of chimes and bells along with the sweet sound escape my throat and ring into the air, like the sound of an angel's laughter. I threw my head back and laughed with delight, hearing the echo's of an excited whinny trickle through, and without thinking, I gave a leap into the air, feeling my back arch, my head lower and my hind legs kick out as I bucked for joy, and leaped once more, feeling the difference of my body move and dance as I pranced and leaped and spun around in circles. I felt much like a handicapped child would feel, to suddenly be able to leave the wheelchair and dance for the first time. It was strange how in the beginning I was filled with so much fear, and then now to be filled with so much wonder and joy. Had I died somehow and gone to heaven?