InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ He's A What? ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

He's A What?

 

Prologue:

 

“Hurry, there is not much time before he gets here. Please…leave and never look for me again.” Beads of sweat were starting to form on the woman's forehead as she tightened her grip upon the hand of the man that was kneeling at her side. “But why milady, do you think I will be unable to protect you?” A gentle smile curved the lips of the woman as she felt the pains beginning to flow throughout her body, causing her vision to blur and her throat to burn. “P…please, I beg of you…go…now…before…before he…” the woman bit back a sharp scream as unbearable pain shot up from her abdomen. `The baby won't wait any longer…my love…please, come to me.'

 

Silently pleading, the woman felt the man at her side release her hand and glare down at her in barely held anguish, “I…I shall get help my lady…please hold until then.” He then turned and started to stride from the room, wishing to tell him one last thing, the woman pushed herself into a sitting position. “W…wait,” her voice was cracked and barely audible as she stretched her hand out to stop the man from leaving, but it was too late. He had already left the room, leaving the woman alone with her pain. Feeling tears start to well up in her eyes, the woman attempted to get to her feet, but one fact prevented this. She was heavy with child and was already going into labor, but her stubborn nature and worry for the man who had just left was too strong. She knew that if she didn't get him or the other's to leave, they all could possibly die, that was something that she would never be able to forgive herself for if she was able to prevent it and didn't.

 

Just as she had started to rise, a deep and melodic howl echoed from in the distance, the woman's head shot up and her eyes turned to the only window in an otherwise sealed room. The moon was full and high in the sky, casting many shadows into the room and striking the woman's pitch black hair, making her appear as more than the mere mortal woman that she is. But that is not what caught her eye and made a sad yet content smile appear on her flushed countenance, standing before the full moon on the high cliff outside her home, stood a radiant looking figure. His fur glittered in the moonlight as he stood tall and regally, his leg muscles bouncing at the great power that flowed through them. He was a dog demon lord in his true form and he shone with every ounce of his lineage, the woman felt her strength begin to leave her as her legs folded upon themselves, forcing her to her knees. A puddle of fluid surrounded her as she clutched to her bedding, feeling something burst inside of her.

 

Knowing the moment had come, she slowly slid back lying down and spreading her legs, her leg muscles twitching from the great strain on them. Raising each of her legs and bending them wide, her eyes still focused upon the glorious figure looming over her house, the woman's head snapped back as she let out an earsplitting scream. This continued as the woman clamped her eyes shut and began to push with all of her might, knowing that if she did not hurry, it may very well be the end of her unborn child's life as well as her own that would pay the price. Feeling her child slowly move out of her body, the woman's chest heaving, her eyes turned towards the window again only to see that the demon dog that had been standing there was gone. `He's coming then…' pushing one last time with all of her might, the woman felt as her child slipped from her body and started to cry out to her. Her pain momentarily forgotten, the woman leaned foreword and gripped her thighs as her eyes examined her newborn.

 

There was blood everywhere and more was pooling about the child as the woman felt her life slowly slipping away from her. Unable to accept death just yet, the woman slipped off her haori, which had somehow failed to be stained with any blood. Leaning down towards the child as best she could, she gently lifted the still blood soaked child, seeing that the umbilical cord was still connected to the child. Pulling the child close to her mouth, the woman gripped the cord between her teeth and tasting her own blood as it dripped off her child, the woman bit down as hard as she could thus severing the cord. Breathing heavily as her hair stuck in clumps to the nape of her neck, the woman took her haori and slowly wiped her child clean of the blood. The haori was almost dripping in blood by the time she finished and the woman was barely able to keep herself from collapsing.

 

Outside she could hear a battle being fought, as she finally was able to make out the infants' features. There were two prominent things that stood out about the child, these were the two sliver ears that adorned the head and the long mane of silver hair that had seemed to appear out of nowhere. Feeling a gentle smile curve her lips, the woman gently wrapped her child in the same blood-soaked haori and lay back, rolling onto her side knowing that soon she would leave this world. Suddenly at her side she heard the door being slid open and as she turned to see who it was, she tucked her child under the folds of her clothes, concealing it's existence. It was the man that had left before, but he seemed different, as the woman called out his name she saw the spear that he held and knew immediately what it was for.

 

All she did was smile softly, “please…I know he is here now, please leave while you still can.” The man didn't seem to have heard her and only continued to approach, as he whispered something, all the woman saw was the swift movement of the spear as it pierced her heart. The man slowly backed away from his now dead lady, he had loved her dearly and she had betrayed him, pulling out his sword the man turned towards the nearby candle and sliced at it. Thus causing it to fall to the floor and a fire to start, taking one last look at the woman, the man turned and left never to see her again. Outside the sounds of battle continued as the fire in the room grew larger, just as it was about to reach where the now motionless woman and her child lay, the wall was broken through.

 

A tall figure moved quickly towards the woman and the sound of a sword being drawn could be heard over the crackling sounds of the fire. The figure sliced once with his sword and the woman immediately began to shift, kneeling at her side, the figure took the spear in one clawed hand and pulled it from the woman's body. She shifted to where her eyes met the blazing golden one's of the figure and a weak smile crossed her lips, reaching a shaky hand up to caress the midnight blue stripes on his cheek, “my love…you came.”

 

The figure slowly pulled a blood red cloth from his armor and placed it over the woman's shoulders, “we must leave this place.” Nodding her head the woman slowly sat up and pulled the blood stained bundle into her arms, seeing this the figure leaned foreword and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. Scooping her into his arms, the figure stood, his tail sweeping widely behind him. Then, just as swiftly as he came, the figure disappeared into the smoke of the room. Leaving only the bloodstains and shattered wall as a sign that they had even been there.