InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Drama of an Online World ❯ Chapter 1
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: NovaDemoness 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Fantasy / Adventure | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.02.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 457 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Fantasy / Adventure | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.02.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 457 | Status: Completed
With a deadly smirk on his face, he brought his wrist down hard and the demon whip spliced through the body of the oncoming demon. ‘Another weakling,’ he thought.
But the whip didn’t go through the body as he’d originally thought; it merely slid along the scales, giving them an unearthly glow.
He narrowed his eyes and snarled, retracting the whip without a second thought. Using his demon speed, he hurled himself into the air, drawing Tokijin once he’d reached the full height. At the sound of the blade being drawn, the demon looked up into the sky to see Sesshomaru’s silhouette etched into the moon.
He brought the sword down in an arc between the demon’s neck and waist, but instead of slicing through the beast, it barely phased the scales. The grinning eyes of the demon met his and with a speed far surpassing his own, a thick tail rushed at his head before he had time to block the onslaught.
His body flew to the ground some distance away at an alarmingly slow rate. Everything around him was fading into darkness, and before he knew it, he was thrust from the dream into reality.
******
He woke up to a dull throbbing in his head, whereupon he immediately lifted his hand to inspect that ache for the presence of blood. “Damn it, now I’m dreaming about that damn game,” he whispered. “You know you’re addicted when… “
He looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It read 8:46. 'Way to make an early start to a Saturday.' And with that in mind, he proceeded to get out of bed and turn on his computer. The Dimension headset coming on after he'd thoroughly brushed his hair.
******
She had already encountered seven new characters within the first fifteen minutes of gameplay when she decided she needed a change in scenario. 'Way too many people joining this side of the globe nowadays, really need a more secluded location. Trourie just isn't for me.'
Calaven was the new rage in this online dimension, what with the huge bazaars open all hours for business. In the real world, the new features of Calaven were highly advertised. Certainly couldn't go there, that's where all the new characters seemed to flock to.
Felavia was all desert this time of year, damnable dry season. She'd never survive there with the limited amount of supplies a character's able to carry, so she really couldn't go there either. And the Colonies of Genith weren't even available at the moment, completely blocked off by the ice floes. So anyone stuck within the Colonies... They were stuck until the ice melted.
And she couldn't go home... Lunar Cape Island was a steadily industrializing area, both humans and demons working together to make life easier. And somehow she knew deep in her soul, that she really had no place there anymore. She was a warrior, she lived a life of adventure and danger. With peace reigning over her home, there was no adventure to behold anymore.
With the list of available countries diminishing as she checked them off on her fingers, she decided she'd pay a visit to Miriva. The people there were always kind and honourable, still set in their old ways and beliefs. She had always felt at home in that strange place, so different from the modernized Calaven.
She smiled, her destination in mind. "Now to find me an airship!"
******
He entered his password and name into the computer and hit Enter. 'What new and exciting adventures shall I get into today? Shall I die as I did in my dream this night past or shall I find the demon interrupting my slumber and mutilate his flesh?' Such were the thoughts tumbling through his mind as his body began to appear on the airship set for his homeland of Miriva.
He rose from the bed, exiting the cabin to determine the location of the airship. The sun had yet to rise, the moon and the stars still bright in the sky. He looked around the deck, almost completely vacant but for a girl sitting beside the railings.
It almost looked as if she were asleep, her eyes closed and her mass of ebony tresses swaying in the breeze. But for the content expression on her face, one would never know she were awake. Her choice of clothing and armour was more of a modern style, bearing a semblance to spiked scale mail. 'She has taste.'
He approached her silently, the idea of startling her out of her reverie extremely appealing. "Girl," he demanded, thorougly disappointed when her only reaction was to open a pair of the most beautiful sapphire eyes he'd ever seen, "what is our current location?"
******
'Well isn't he a rude one,' she thought as she opened her eyes. She had been determined to keep a straight face, but that idea was quickly replaced with, 'Wow, now that's what I call eye-candy.' He had long silver hair and gorgeous amber eyes, two maroon coloured markings on each cheek and a crescent moon on the center of his forehead. 'They don't make 'em like that anymore.' He wore the traditional garb of one from Miriva, pelt, armour, sash... The works.
"It's Kagome, and find out for yourself," not even phased by his rudeness.
His eyes narrowed, and it was quite apparent he was holding himself back from throttling her. "You dare speak to this Sesshomaru in such a manner?"
"Isn't it obvious?" she asked with an innocent lilt to her voice, her eyebrow raised in obvious defiance.
******
End of chapter one... Sorry... >.>
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But the whip didn’t go through the body as he’d originally thought; it merely slid along the scales, giving them an unearthly glow.
He narrowed his eyes and snarled, retracting the whip without a second thought. Using his demon speed, he hurled himself into the air, drawing Tokijin once he’d reached the full height. At the sound of the blade being drawn, the demon looked up into the sky to see Sesshomaru’s silhouette etched into the moon.
He brought the sword down in an arc between the demon’s neck and waist, but instead of slicing through the beast, it barely phased the scales. The grinning eyes of the demon met his and with a speed far surpassing his own, a thick tail rushed at his head before he had time to block the onslaught.
His body flew to the ground some distance away at an alarmingly slow rate. Everything around him was fading into darkness, and before he knew it, he was thrust from the dream into reality.
******
He woke up to a dull throbbing in his head, whereupon he immediately lifted his hand to inspect that ache for the presence of blood. “Damn it, now I’m dreaming about that damn game,” he whispered. “You know you’re addicted when… “
He looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It read 8:46. 'Way to make an early start to a Saturday.' And with that in mind, he proceeded to get out of bed and turn on his computer. The Dimension headset coming on after he'd thoroughly brushed his hair.
******
She had already encountered seven new characters within the first fifteen minutes of gameplay when she decided she needed a change in scenario. 'Way too many people joining this side of the globe nowadays, really need a more secluded location. Trourie just isn't for me.'
Calaven was the new rage in this online dimension, what with the huge bazaars open all hours for business. In the real world, the new features of Calaven were highly advertised. Certainly couldn't go there, that's where all the new characters seemed to flock to.
Felavia was all desert this time of year, damnable dry season. She'd never survive there with the limited amount of supplies a character's able to carry, so she really couldn't go there either. And the Colonies of Genith weren't even available at the moment, completely blocked off by the ice floes. So anyone stuck within the Colonies... They were stuck until the ice melted.
And she couldn't go home... Lunar Cape Island was a steadily industrializing area, both humans and demons working together to make life easier. And somehow she knew deep in her soul, that she really had no place there anymore. She was a warrior, she lived a life of adventure and danger. With peace reigning over her home, there was no adventure to behold anymore.
With the list of available countries diminishing as she checked them off on her fingers, she decided she'd pay a visit to Miriva. The people there were always kind and honourable, still set in their old ways and beliefs. She had always felt at home in that strange place, so different from the modernized Calaven.
She smiled, her destination in mind. "Now to find me an airship!"
******
He entered his password and name into the computer and hit Enter. 'What new and exciting adventures shall I get into today? Shall I die as I did in my dream this night past or shall I find the demon interrupting my slumber and mutilate his flesh?' Such were the thoughts tumbling through his mind as his body began to appear on the airship set for his homeland of Miriva.
He rose from the bed, exiting the cabin to determine the location of the airship. The sun had yet to rise, the moon and the stars still bright in the sky. He looked around the deck, almost completely vacant but for a girl sitting beside the railings.
It almost looked as if she were asleep, her eyes closed and her mass of ebony tresses swaying in the breeze. But for the content expression on her face, one would never know she were awake. Her choice of clothing and armour was more of a modern style, bearing a semblance to spiked scale mail. 'She has taste.'
He approached her silently, the idea of startling her out of her reverie extremely appealing. "Girl," he demanded, thorougly disappointed when her only reaction was to open a pair of the most beautiful sapphire eyes he'd ever seen, "what is our current location?"
******
'Well isn't he a rude one,' she thought as she opened her eyes. She had been determined to keep a straight face, but that idea was quickly replaced with, 'Wow, now that's what I call eye-candy.' He had long silver hair and gorgeous amber eyes, two maroon coloured markings on each cheek and a crescent moon on the center of his forehead. 'They don't make 'em like that anymore.' He wore the traditional garb of one from Miriva, pelt, armour, sash... The works.
"It's Kagome, and find out for yourself," not even phased by his rudeness.
His eyes narrowed, and it was quite apparent he was holding himself back from throttling her. "You dare speak to this Sesshomaru in such a manner?"
"Isn't it obvious?" she asked with an innocent lilt to her voice, her eyebrow raised in obvious defiance.
******
End of chapter one... Sorry... >.>
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