InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Chemical Romance ❯ The gathering ( Chapter 1 )

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Lastly none of the characters from Inuyasha are mine but I have a few OC in here that will benefit the story

Chapter one: the gathering

The bowls of a city had become demon city, once it had been Osaka and now it had become overrun with ‘monsters’. The foreign exchange building that stood in the center of downtown had become the demon headquarters ruled by the infamous sons of the Great Dog demon that had been the first to be slain by this strange new serum.

The eldest son Sesshoumaru sat comfortable in a chair with two swords radiating oppressing and liberating at the same time.

It had been reconstructed by other demons as a throne. There was a second throne to his left and a third to his right, the occupants of which he held little regard for. He hated both.

Sesshoumaru’s white hair that appeared a translucent blue fell well past his shoulders and tickled his waist even as he sat in complete nonchalance upon the throne he had erected for himself. He adorned a light azure haori with dark blue embroidery with white flowers around the shoulders, accompanied by a white hakama that was perfectly plain but seemed refined on his sensual figure.

He leaned against his right arm, exposing his pale wrist and showing off two magenta colored stripes just below the palm.

His perfectly angled face was a sight to behold to both humans and demons alike. Menacing golden eyes that spoke of forbidden powers and untold secrets watched the room with a wary eye.

Two magenta colored stripes on each of his high cheek bones and on his eyelids giving him a slightly feminine appeal. However anyone to say such a thing in his presence soon found themselves without certain assets. Mainly their head.


He was the self proclaimed leader and no one dared oppose him except for his half brother that though he detested was essential in some ways.


The sibling in question wasn’t present at moment; however their devious advisor sat contentedly in his own seat. The throne to Sesshoumaru’s right was occupied by a black haired man that held an equal amount of malice in his stare as the dog demon, however in strength they varied. The man wore a haori of navy blue, spotted with dark golden rod spots that hung loosely against his frame. His dark blue hakama was hidden against the baboon pelt that he draped across his lap, looking both regal and liberal as possible yet remaining contemptuous and vehement as a snake.

Like Sesshoumaru he had the same eye shadow like marking but his was a dark blue and prominent red eyes. His throne seemed to have been constructed of bones and skulls, the armrest compromised of demon skulls with fangs intact.

Before them the room was filled with various demons, squirming and shifting with excitement because of the meeting. Knowing they would soon be able to fulfill their own ambitions. Weeding out the weak humans and demons alike.

“Quite a turn out don’t you agree Sesshoumaru-san?”

Sesshoumaru fixed a single golden eye on the speaker; Naraku his advisor deliberately didn’t use the honorable suffix for his esteemed title. Had he been a worthless pawn in his plan to rid the world of inferiorities he might have disposed of him sooner but he had other plans that included the demon so his life was not to be taken for such a trivial matter.


“They are merely doing what they are told because if they do not they’re existence if as meaningless as the humans and they know I have no objection to the disposal of the weak.” Was his uncannily calm reply, his demeanor passive and dispassionate.

Naraku smirked wryly and resumed his attention to the horde of demons in the room before glancing a final time at Sesshoumaru as if you ask permission. The silent question was acknowledged with a nod and Naraku straightened to address the assembly.


At his movement the room fell into a dead silence, every breath seemed to cease and every sound was suddenly gone from the air.

Their response was both obedience and fear, and the scent of fear was prominently there. The aroma was cloying like women’s perfume as she tried to enhance her appeal and dampening her scent with such an obscene liquid.


“My fellows, the time will soon be upon us when the human rodents shall be no more and only demons shall reside upon this land.”

Naraku proclaimed with a fortified confidence, the crowd erupting with grunts, roars, screeches and every other noise imaginable

. “But I have grave news that is potentially problematic that can hinder our plans and if allowed to continue,” he paused as the demons quieted watching him attentively.

Along with their stares was Sesshoumaru’s who bore into him but the demon didn’t waver under the lords scrutiny. “May destroy all that we have worked so hard to create.”


The murmuring and growls of discontentment were rumbling tides of hate for someone they didn’t know and didn’t are for.

Sesshoumaru looked at the group and those that met his gaze soon ceased to making the noise and resumed staring at the speaker. “Who and what threatens us, Naraku?” He inquired wanting to be rid of these rancid smelling beings that cluttered the room.

‘They are almost as bad as these festering humans; they’re unreliable and useless except for being pawns. They mindlessly follow whoever tells them to and their inability to determine such factors means they are still human with regardless of their beliefs.’

Sesshoumaru thought as he awaited Naraku’s reply.

A sudden thrumming of wings beat the air and signaled the arrival of Naraku’s minions, hornet like demons that had once been ordinary bugs, mutated with the rest of them and under his command.

Three of these insects flew in two on either side of the middle bug that carried a small object in its pincers.

It hovered before their master who took the item and examined for a moment. The curious demons once more began to murmur and Sesshoumaru once again silence them with his demeaning stare.

A smirk crossed the obsidian haired man as he stared at the photo he’d been handed. “This, my friends is the threat to us.”

He held up the photo and though it was fairly small no matter where one stood their superior vision allowed them to pick up the smallest details.

Many of the demons were bemused and uncertain. The picture was of a human woman her age measuring from 19 to 23. Her ebony hair was free from its bounds and fell across her back in a sensual layer of silken strands. Her eyes were a charming brown and spoke of innocence that was just begging to be defiled. In this particular photo was of her in a silver gown with a silver hat, the black tassel hanging off to the side as she held a diploma in her hands and hugged another female.

“Kagome Higurashi is our enemy. She has concocted a serum that is meant to destroy us or return us to the incorrigible humans we once were.” Naraku continued as the crowd roared with fury. This time Sesshoumaru did not strike out with his eyes as he watched Naraku’s smirk widen. “It was her serum that killed Lord InuTaisho!”

Those words riled the demons that began to lash out at the air trying to avoid hitting one another and yet wanting to vent their mass hatred for this particular aspect of information.

Obviously satisfied with their reaction he continued, “My brothers and sisters let us take revenge on those who have wronged us time and time again for wishing to restore the land they had destroyed! No longer will there be a negotiation and no longer will we remain patient for them to succumb to what should be! It is time for a new era where demons reign supreme and the humans are no more than pests.”

Then sneer that adorned his pale features was pure maliciousness as he enjoyed the screams of the crowd, drinking in their rage and fervor to promote his own. ”Kagome Higurashi is now your target she is to be found along with her research, brought back to us alive and then killed before our great leader! Those that fail do not return for you will not be welcomed. Succeed and there will be a place for you in our ranks”



All the while Sesshoumaru watched with a cool guise of indifference as if he cared very little for the situation and that he did. These demons could die for all he cared but at the moment if this serum had been produced solely to kill them, or revert them to their base form then they were useful at the moment.


But when the time came blood and bone would be left in his wake as he killed off those who he had no use for. Naraku would be the first.
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