InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lord Angel ❯ Follow as you may. ( Chapter 1 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: chickenlover2 
I was in love with this fic, and mostly still am.
However, I'm concentrating more on my Fable story, now.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Supernatural | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 04.24.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 324 | Status: Work In Progress
I was in love with this fic, and mostly still am.
However, I'm concentrating more on my Fable story, now.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Supernatural | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 04.24.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 324 | Status: Work In Progress
I was carrying a leaf, there was food piled on top of it. There was only a cooked fish and some mushrooms.
The food wasn’t even mine, I had stolen it. The villagers would make me pay later, in one way or another.
I’ve never thought it strange that I risked my safety for a demon. At the time I found him, I thought him a god.
I got to the clearing. There was the mystic figure that had appeared. I had come here one day only to find him. He was so bloody. The crimson splattering on his silver hair, it was magic.
Maybe not good magic but it was magic.
I came to him with the food.
His eyes were closed, old blood dried on his wounds. He didn’t move as I came closer, there were no sounds, his eyes never opened.
My magical being had left me. He was gone and I could do nothing for it. I set the food down and walked back to the village. It was time to descend into obscurity once more.
WVW
Everyday I went and set out the food. His body had been gone for years now. I suppose such a great figure deserved a wonderful grave. But maybe his spirit would come and take the food.
I hoped so, that’s why I withstood the beatings from the villagers. I think they enjoyed it, they never threw me out. They could have.
Each day, I came back to the spot. The food was still where I had left it. There were bites taken out of it sometimes, by hungry animals.
I had grown in the years that I had carried food to his death bed. I was no child, but I wished I was. There were so many things expected of women. But I would not accept these things and follow them.
I was returning to the village, the night was beginning and I wanted to return to my hut. The villagers could still find me but I could at least pretend they wouldn’t.
A faint sound made me stop walking. I looked around a tree before actually stepping out in the open.
There were the bloodied bodies of the villagers. And feasting upon them were several centipede demons. They were lesser demons but they were still demons. So they sensed me, and came after me.
I tried to run back to the spot of where the god had died. Perhaps he would protect me even through the barriers of death?
The smallest of the demons crashed through the forest in front of me. It blocked my way with it’s body. The crashes of the other demons could be heard through the forest.
The one in front of me raced towards me and it slammed into me. Instead of being hit away from it, though, I went under it.
My body bent backwards and I screamed. I heard so many cracks, breaking bones I suppose, and then the final crack.
The one that took my life.
WVW
It was always dark. There were lies of bright lights, pits of fire, clouds. But there was nothing but darkness. No heaven, no hell. Just the netherworld for the dead.
I had walked for so long in my life, I did the same now. However, when I had lived, there had been some purpose for that walking. Now, there was nothing. Nothing but walking. If that was what it was.
I couldn’t see or feel my legs. But I always seemed to move.
No matter how far I felt I had walked, I would always be in the same place when I stopped. The forest where I had died so long ago.
Died from wounds that I should have healed from. Wounds from a half demon that most likely rejoiced as he learned of his fallen brother. It had been a great desire for him to end my life.
While I lay there, in the forest, I thought of my life. There was truly nothing that I could ever do in that world. Father had died. And with him gone I was not able to defeat him and claim his title.
I could never wield the tessaiga. My blood being pure demon. Why did my father leave me with the tensaiga and leave that stupid half breed with the more powerful of the two?
I stopped for a moment.
Father was dead. That meant, he was here somewhere. Hiding among the other souls. Perhaps I could defeat him. If only in this deathly world.
I took out tensaiga. If I can kill the undead, could I not also kill the dead?
But that would mean he would be alive once more. He would seek out Inuyasha, or kill himself to be with his human again. What a noble demon. Seeking death with a human woman instead of a renewed life without her.
I sheathed the sword again. There was nothing I had left to complete. I should let these things go. Even if Inuyasha were to be struck down and come here, what would I do? Send him back to life? Even if I confronted Father, would I challenge him?
The Great Dog Demon. I would never equal him. I had died at the hand of a lowly half breed, my own brother. He was the one wielding the sword of destruction and he was the one with someone to protect.
I noticed that as I had been thinking, someone had appeared behind me. I turned and saw a girl standing with her mouth hanging wide.
WVW
It was the god. But he wasn’t a god anymore, he was an angel. His pure silver wings were proof of that.
He glowed now, in this new darkness. His hair draped elegantly over his back, between his wings. A lock of it hanging to the side of his face, having escaped from the confines of those wings. And what wings they were. They reached far over his head and were the same color as his hair. I noticed a light sprinkling of red at the tips. It reminded me of when I first saw him.
He wore the same clothes as he had when I had seen him, so many years ago. I noticed that his arm was still missing, even here. And his sword still hung by his side.
I looked down to bow my head when I realized it. There was no body of mine. I could see his but mine was gone. Maybe because the demon had killed me by crushing my body.
When I looked up, the angel had started walking away. His wings were halfway open and trailed slightly behind him. I saw one feather fall away from those wings. It never stopped falling. Instead of hitting some kind of floor, it just kept floating down. It’s white light growing smaller as it fell farther into the dark. My angel kept walking.
I ran after him.
My angel, I will follow you. Through the darkness, your light will lead me. I will makeup for letting you die so long ago. Your light is wasted in this darkness.
I will save the angel.
WVW
The girl had been following me. I do not know how long she has been. Time has no place here. Only darkness exists.
She runs behind me, never saying a word. I don’t look back at her.
Again, I feel the presence of my death bed. In that forest.
It seems I cannot move away from here.
The girl...she seemed to be able to break herself of her own death bed. Unless she, too, died here.
“Girl.”
I paused to listen. She must have stopped as well.
“Yes m’lord?”
“Where did you die?”
“In the woods, m’lord.”
So she cannot break herself away either. I should have expected no more from a mere human.
I began to walk again. Even as I tried to listen to the girl’s movements, I heard nothing. No footsteps, no swish of clothing, no scrape of skin, no breath, no heartbeat.
I sensed it as I lifted my non-visible hand. I wanted to rest it against my heart.
How unfortunate. This Sesshoumaru can no longer feel his own heart.
Strange that I should be able to see the human. Perhaps her detestable breed has gained favor with the gods.
Of course, they would favor the weakest creatures.
Just as Father had favored his wretched human woman and her son. Favored them far over myself. Over my disgustingly weak demon mother.
“My dear little one, go and play. Nothing will bother you. I’m right here to protect you.”
I turned my head to the side. That despicable female had lied. She was not nearly strong enough. Not nearly strong enough to fight. To survive.
This Sesshoumaru refuses to acknowledge such weak demons as my parents. I was born higher than they were.
She had smelled of dust. She stayed indoors and hidden away. Covered in dust. She was too weak to venture outdoors. She had smelled of dust.
I mentally shook my head. It would not do for me to have such weak memories.
Still...I could not help but wonder if scents existed in this world.
I began to try and breathe in, to smell the air. But I found it strange that I could not breathe. No, I could not remember how to breathe.
I tried once more. This time I succeeded in breathing in. Though it wasn’t air I breathed in.
What...is this?!
I wanted to grip my neck. Rip it open and take out whatever had crawled in. It was slithering down. I could feel as it’s coldness began extending through what should be my body. It was taking over.
When I looked at myself, I realized my hand was slowly appearing. Instead of being gratified that I was gaining myself I could only focus as that hand moved itself up to my hair. Smoothing it down. Touching me as the coldness spread throughout.
Have I been bewitched? Some foul human priestess hiding in the shadows?
“M’lord! You’re disappearing!”
What? Filthy girl, can you not see I am doing the opposite. How typical that a human cannot see what is in front of it’s eyes.
The coldness reached towards my chest. Creeping with long fingers.
“Little one, you must learn. You will be strong. So that you may be proud to call yourself a demon.”
Damn woman, are you the one bewitching me? You foul weakling. This Sesshoumaru does not need your advice!
I bent my arm away from myself. A loud cracking as I forced it to break. The coldness retreated from the limb. I hissed, wanting to grip the cold and break it.
“M’lord!”
The girl was coming at me. She ran to my side and looked up at me.
Girl...what are you doing?
I didn’t look at her. I had to concentrate. The coldness was slowly removing itself.
“M’lord, do you need Rin’s help?”
I stopped for a moment as the girl reached up to touch my shoulder.
That human dared to touch this Sesshoumaru?
I moved away from her, letting go the breath that had stowed away inside. The coldness suddenly departed. Leaving with the breath, leaving my body invisible.
“You are better m’lord!”
“Filthy human.”
WVW
Lord Angel?
I thought I had saved him. He had looked so strained, he had begun to disappear. When I had touched him, he went back to being an angel.
But, why was he so angry?
I shook myself. There was no reason to be upset over this. As long as I was able to protect my angel and stay by him, what did it matter if he was angry at me?
I should be grateful that he lets a mortal attend to an angel like himself. He is kind and I should be thankful.
If Lord Angel wishes to be angry at me, than I shall let him. I will be thankful for being at his side.
So I looked towards the angel. He has started to walk on, elegant as ever. I smile and run after him.
There is nothing better than to be able to walk alongside an angel. To finally be able to be somewhere. To want and be able to be somewhere.
I must always protect him. He’s been so kind.
WVW
I couldn’t get the old memories out of my mind. It disturbed me to see the old scenes play out over and again. Though those within the memories are long dead.
All I need is to find someway to rid myself of these thoughts. I just need to focus on something else. Perhaps...I should go and find Father. This Sesshoumaru is strong enough to break from this place.
But, how would I find him among the darkness? I wouldn’t be able to find him with sight. I suppose I must find his scent.
That last incident was rather uncomfortable though.
I tested out a small intake of breath. Nothing happened. I felt a small rush of something. Not quite air but something close to it. This time it was not the same coldness.
Yet, no scents came to me. I stood still for some time.
“Lord Angel?”
I shifted my eyes back.
The girl thinks I am an angel?
“Come closer girl.”
She took her steps carelessly. Her feet landing so near to the openings in the darkness beneath her.
Does she not see it? I suppose not with her weak human eyes.
She bowed her head before coming to stand before me.
WVW
I bowed my head to Lord Angel because angels deserve respect. And more so this angel.
He went to a knee in front of me. His slender hand resting on his bent leg. I dared not look at his face, that would be disrespectful of him.
In a moment, he had placed his face to my neck. I closed my eyes and let myself relax. There was no warm breath on my skin and no warmth from his skin being so close.
I never wondered why he did it. I accepted it because he is my Lord Angel.
He stayed at my neck for awhile, before finally standing. As he shot away feathers cascaded from his wings. A curtain of white surrounding us.
WVW
The girl had almost no scent. Only the faintest smell of...what I can only describe as life. It had taken me too long to find it even with my nose so close to her. So close to touching the filth.
It was strange to have to strain to smell something so strong as a human’s stench. Especially with my nose.
Has this place weakened me or has it sucked away the scents?
I was reduced to sniffing her neck, where her scent should have been easy to find. But I found nothing. It was only when her hair came nearer to my nose that I was able to smell anything.
What a disadvantage.
“Lord Angel, may I follow you?”
Why ask that now?
I gave her neither a glance nor words. What would be the use of telling her yes or no when she could do whatever she would do in this void.
I do not even have power over a mortal here.
But it made me wonder, did I have some power over this human?
“Follow as you may.”
WVW
Phew...I suppose that’s a fairly good first chapter. Not nearly as long as I would like. But not everyone wants to read my usual super long chapters.
Anyways, I have the plot thought out for this fic. You should be thankful.
Sesshoumaru’s mother might not have that big a part but I’m not not going to take a shot at what I think Sesshy’s mom could’ve been like.
I don’t know what it is about this pairing that makes me love it so but I do love it. And if you have no clue what pairing I’m speaking of, you’ll find out later.
The food wasn’t even mine, I had stolen it. The villagers would make me pay later, in one way or another.
I’ve never thought it strange that I risked my safety for a demon. At the time I found him, I thought him a god.
I got to the clearing. There was the mystic figure that had appeared. I had come here one day only to find him. He was so bloody. The crimson splattering on his silver hair, it was magic.
Maybe not good magic but it was magic.
I came to him with the food.
His eyes were closed, old blood dried on his wounds. He didn’t move as I came closer, there were no sounds, his eyes never opened.
My magical being had left me. He was gone and I could do nothing for it. I set the food down and walked back to the village. It was time to descend into obscurity once more.
WVW
Everyday I went and set out the food. His body had been gone for years now. I suppose such a great figure deserved a wonderful grave. But maybe his spirit would come and take the food.
I hoped so, that’s why I withstood the beatings from the villagers. I think they enjoyed it, they never threw me out. They could have.
Each day, I came back to the spot. The food was still where I had left it. There were bites taken out of it sometimes, by hungry animals.
I had grown in the years that I had carried food to his death bed. I was no child, but I wished I was. There were so many things expected of women. But I would not accept these things and follow them.
I was returning to the village, the night was beginning and I wanted to return to my hut. The villagers could still find me but I could at least pretend they wouldn’t.
A faint sound made me stop walking. I looked around a tree before actually stepping out in the open.
There were the bloodied bodies of the villagers. And feasting upon them were several centipede demons. They were lesser demons but they were still demons. So they sensed me, and came after me.
I tried to run back to the spot of where the god had died. Perhaps he would protect me even through the barriers of death?
The smallest of the demons crashed through the forest in front of me. It blocked my way with it’s body. The crashes of the other demons could be heard through the forest.
The one in front of me raced towards me and it slammed into me. Instead of being hit away from it, though, I went under it.
My body bent backwards and I screamed. I heard so many cracks, breaking bones I suppose, and then the final crack.
The one that took my life.
WVW
It was always dark. There were lies of bright lights, pits of fire, clouds. But there was nothing but darkness. No heaven, no hell. Just the netherworld for the dead.
I had walked for so long in my life, I did the same now. However, when I had lived, there had been some purpose for that walking. Now, there was nothing. Nothing but walking. If that was what it was.
I couldn’t see or feel my legs. But I always seemed to move.
No matter how far I felt I had walked, I would always be in the same place when I stopped. The forest where I had died so long ago.
Died from wounds that I should have healed from. Wounds from a half demon that most likely rejoiced as he learned of his fallen brother. It had been a great desire for him to end my life.
While I lay there, in the forest, I thought of my life. There was truly nothing that I could ever do in that world. Father had died. And with him gone I was not able to defeat him and claim his title.
I could never wield the tessaiga. My blood being pure demon. Why did my father leave me with the tensaiga and leave that stupid half breed with the more powerful of the two?
I stopped for a moment.
Father was dead. That meant, he was here somewhere. Hiding among the other souls. Perhaps I could defeat him. If only in this deathly world.
I took out tensaiga. If I can kill the undead, could I not also kill the dead?
But that would mean he would be alive once more. He would seek out Inuyasha, or kill himself to be with his human again. What a noble demon. Seeking death with a human woman instead of a renewed life without her.
I sheathed the sword again. There was nothing I had left to complete. I should let these things go. Even if Inuyasha were to be struck down and come here, what would I do? Send him back to life? Even if I confronted Father, would I challenge him?
The Great Dog Demon. I would never equal him. I had died at the hand of a lowly half breed, my own brother. He was the one wielding the sword of destruction and he was the one with someone to protect.
I noticed that as I had been thinking, someone had appeared behind me. I turned and saw a girl standing with her mouth hanging wide.
WVW
It was the god. But he wasn’t a god anymore, he was an angel. His pure silver wings were proof of that.
He glowed now, in this new darkness. His hair draped elegantly over his back, between his wings. A lock of it hanging to the side of his face, having escaped from the confines of those wings. And what wings they were. They reached far over his head and were the same color as his hair. I noticed a light sprinkling of red at the tips. It reminded me of when I first saw him.
He wore the same clothes as he had when I had seen him, so many years ago. I noticed that his arm was still missing, even here. And his sword still hung by his side.
I looked down to bow my head when I realized it. There was no body of mine. I could see his but mine was gone. Maybe because the demon had killed me by crushing my body.
When I looked up, the angel had started walking away. His wings were halfway open and trailed slightly behind him. I saw one feather fall away from those wings. It never stopped falling. Instead of hitting some kind of floor, it just kept floating down. It’s white light growing smaller as it fell farther into the dark. My angel kept walking.
I ran after him.
My angel, I will follow you. Through the darkness, your light will lead me. I will makeup for letting you die so long ago. Your light is wasted in this darkness.
I will save the angel.
WVW
The girl had been following me. I do not know how long she has been. Time has no place here. Only darkness exists.
She runs behind me, never saying a word. I don’t look back at her.
Again, I feel the presence of my death bed. In that forest.
It seems I cannot move away from here.
The girl...she seemed to be able to break herself of her own death bed. Unless she, too, died here.
“Girl.”
I paused to listen. She must have stopped as well.
“Yes m’lord?”
“Where did you die?”
“In the woods, m’lord.”
So she cannot break herself away either. I should have expected no more from a mere human.
I began to walk again. Even as I tried to listen to the girl’s movements, I heard nothing. No footsteps, no swish of clothing, no scrape of skin, no breath, no heartbeat.
I sensed it as I lifted my non-visible hand. I wanted to rest it against my heart.
How unfortunate. This Sesshoumaru can no longer feel his own heart.
Strange that I should be able to see the human. Perhaps her detestable breed has gained favor with the gods.
Of course, they would favor the weakest creatures.
Just as Father had favored his wretched human woman and her son. Favored them far over myself. Over my disgustingly weak demon mother.
“My dear little one, go and play. Nothing will bother you. I’m right here to protect you.”
I turned my head to the side. That despicable female had lied. She was not nearly strong enough. Not nearly strong enough to fight. To survive.
This Sesshoumaru refuses to acknowledge such weak demons as my parents. I was born higher than they were.
She had smelled of dust. She stayed indoors and hidden away. Covered in dust. She was too weak to venture outdoors. She had smelled of dust.
I mentally shook my head. It would not do for me to have such weak memories.
Still...I could not help but wonder if scents existed in this world.
I began to try and breathe in, to smell the air. But I found it strange that I could not breathe. No, I could not remember how to breathe.
I tried once more. This time I succeeded in breathing in. Though it wasn’t air I breathed in.
What...is this?!
I wanted to grip my neck. Rip it open and take out whatever had crawled in. It was slithering down. I could feel as it’s coldness began extending through what should be my body. It was taking over.
When I looked at myself, I realized my hand was slowly appearing. Instead of being gratified that I was gaining myself I could only focus as that hand moved itself up to my hair. Smoothing it down. Touching me as the coldness spread throughout.
Have I been bewitched? Some foul human priestess hiding in the shadows?
“M’lord! You’re disappearing!”
What? Filthy girl, can you not see I am doing the opposite. How typical that a human cannot see what is in front of it’s eyes.
The coldness reached towards my chest. Creeping with long fingers.
“Little one, you must learn. You will be strong. So that you may be proud to call yourself a demon.”
Damn woman, are you the one bewitching me? You foul weakling. This Sesshoumaru does not need your advice!
I bent my arm away from myself. A loud cracking as I forced it to break. The coldness retreated from the limb. I hissed, wanting to grip the cold and break it.
“M’lord!”
The girl was coming at me. She ran to my side and looked up at me.
Girl...what are you doing?
I didn’t look at her. I had to concentrate. The coldness was slowly removing itself.
“M’lord, do you need Rin’s help?”
I stopped for a moment as the girl reached up to touch my shoulder.
That human dared to touch this Sesshoumaru?
I moved away from her, letting go the breath that had stowed away inside. The coldness suddenly departed. Leaving with the breath, leaving my body invisible.
“You are better m’lord!”
“Filthy human.”
WVW
Lord Angel?
I thought I had saved him. He had looked so strained, he had begun to disappear. When I had touched him, he went back to being an angel.
But, why was he so angry?
I shook myself. There was no reason to be upset over this. As long as I was able to protect my angel and stay by him, what did it matter if he was angry at me?
I should be grateful that he lets a mortal attend to an angel like himself. He is kind and I should be thankful.
If Lord Angel wishes to be angry at me, than I shall let him. I will be thankful for being at his side.
So I looked towards the angel. He has started to walk on, elegant as ever. I smile and run after him.
There is nothing better than to be able to walk alongside an angel. To finally be able to be somewhere. To want and be able to be somewhere.
I must always protect him. He’s been so kind.
WVW
I couldn’t get the old memories out of my mind. It disturbed me to see the old scenes play out over and again. Though those within the memories are long dead.
All I need is to find someway to rid myself of these thoughts. I just need to focus on something else. Perhaps...I should go and find Father. This Sesshoumaru is strong enough to break from this place.
But, how would I find him among the darkness? I wouldn’t be able to find him with sight. I suppose I must find his scent.
That last incident was rather uncomfortable though.
I tested out a small intake of breath. Nothing happened. I felt a small rush of something. Not quite air but something close to it. This time it was not the same coldness.
Yet, no scents came to me. I stood still for some time.
“Lord Angel?”
I shifted my eyes back.
The girl thinks I am an angel?
“Come closer girl.”
She took her steps carelessly. Her feet landing so near to the openings in the darkness beneath her.
Does she not see it? I suppose not with her weak human eyes.
She bowed her head before coming to stand before me.
WVW
I bowed my head to Lord Angel because angels deserve respect. And more so this angel.
He went to a knee in front of me. His slender hand resting on his bent leg. I dared not look at his face, that would be disrespectful of him.
In a moment, he had placed his face to my neck. I closed my eyes and let myself relax. There was no warm breath on my skin and no warmth from his skin being so close.
I never wondered why he did it. I accepted it because he is my Lord Angel.
He stayed at my neck for awhile, before finally standing. As he shot away feathers cascaded from his wings. A curtain of white surrounding us.
WVW
The girl had almost no scent. Only the faintest smell of...what I can only describe as life. It had taken me too long to find it even with my nose so close to her. So close to touching the filth.
It was strange to have to strain to smell something so strong as a human’s stench. Especially with my nose.
Has this place weakened me or has it sucked away the scents?
I was reduced to sniffing her neck, where her scent should have been easy to find. But I found nothing. It was only when her hair came nearer to my nose that I was able to smell anything.
What a disadvantage.
“Lord Angel, may I follow you?”
Why ask that now?
I gave her neither a glance nor words. What would be the use of telling her yes or no when she could do whatever she would do in this void.
I do not even have power over a mortal here.
But it made me wonder, did I have some power over this human?
“Follow as you may.”
WVW
Phew...I suppose that’s a fairly good first chapter. Not nearly as long as I would like. But not everyone wants to read my usual super long chapters.
Anyways, I have the plot thought out for this fic. You should be thankful.
Sesshoumaru’s mother might not have that big a part but I’m not not going to take a shot at what I think Sesshy’s mom could’ve been like.
I don’t know what it is about this pairing that makes me love it so but I do love it. And if you have no clue what pairing I’m speaking of, you’ll find out later.