InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Mika- the Inu Ookami Hanyou ❯ Sesshomaru's Dream ( Chapter 24 )

Sesshomaru's Dream

 

Mika stretched out her senses for the great demon lord, carefully, as not to draw his attention or wrath to her person. “I hope that this wasn't a mistake,” she thought as she quietly brushed his senses, awed by the amount of demonic energy he emitted, even at a great distance. Quietly she disembarked from the tunnel, amazed at the starlit forest that it deposited her in. Careful, as not to trip over any hidden tree roots and thus injuring her shoulder further, Mika moved as swiftly as her body would allow toward the overpowering essence of her objective, moving silently on the soft grass of the forest floor.

 

Within a matter of minutes, she reached the edge of a huge clearing. Mika's eyes widen as she took in the surreal scene before her. As if a huge spotlight had been placed on high, despite the lack of a moon, to highlight a huge magnolia tree with large cream colored flowers in near bloom took center stage of the large clearing. Beneath the tree in his magnificent glory of power and grace was the Lord Sesshomaru, as if asleep, with a child cradled in his arm. Awestruck, Mika could barely move, mesmerized by the scene before her.

 

In her trance, Mika neglected to survey the remainder of the clearing for the supposed defenses of the demon lord, her grandfather had forewarned her about. A green toad like demon, no more than about three foot tall, if that, spotted the young injured woman. “What is this intrusion upon my lord? He will be most disgruntled for the disturbance,” Jaken thought as he quietly moved toward the mesmerized girl. Placing his person as close to the offending girl as possible, he yelled at her as he brandished his staff, “State your business, whelp, or face my Staff of Two Heads!!!”

 

Mika slightly taken aback by the sudden intrusion, reached for her sword as a monotone command came from the silent lord under the tree, “Leave her be, Jaken.” Mika, with her hand on the hilt of her sword, glanced between the little demon toad and Sesshomaru under the tree, unsure of her next move. Taken aback by his lord's commend, Jaken returned to his previous post near Ah-Un, the sleeping two headed dragon, muttering about something under his breath.

 

Sesshomaru glanced at the human near the edge of the forest, never taking his eyes off her as he saw the play of emotions cross her face. “Is THIS my…daughter?” he thought, as he continued to see the internal struggle in her face as she tried to figure out what to do. He casually probed her emanating energy, trying to gauge her powers when he noticed the unmistakable traces of purifying energy emanating from a wound in her shoulder. He arched an eyebrow at the fact that she had been in battle not long ago and yet was still able to move about. “She is strong, but stubborn. I can see a lot of her mother in her from the reddish colored hair to her vibrant blue eyes. And yet, I can see some of me in her as well. Is this what her body does when she is without her demon powers? She stands there now, with internal conflict, and yet she goes for her weapon, despite her clear disadvantages and injuries. How is this possible?” He continued his silent vigil of the woman he had sought to speak with once he discerned her identity and connection to himself.

 

Mika kept her hand on her sword, afraid of the powers emanating from the demon lord, and yet intrigued at his compassion for the child in his arm. “This…this is…my…father. This is the man whom every one said that would kill me because of my human blood, and yet…here he is with a…human child in his lap? What kind of monster would kill a hanyou like myself and yet care for a child that is not his…A human child no less?” She eased into the clearing a bit, moving toward Sesshomaru in a measured fashion, still contemplating her next move, never taking her hand from the hilt of her sword.

 

Seeing the unease in his daughter's human eyes, Sesshomaru asked of the hanyou as she got closer, “Why have you entered my dreams, uninvited?”

 

Mika, suddenly, remembering his rank and status, as well as her manners, dropped to one knee, carefully, bowing as a sign of respect as she replied, “I meant no offense, my Lord. I've come to request your presence at a small get together of my family.”

 

Sesshomaru moved slightly, easing the young human child onto the soft grass, near his feet against the great magnolia tree. He looked at the kneeling, injured woman before him, searching her for lies or deception, but all he saw was confusion, fear, and uncertainty mixed with underlying pain. “Please, let me see your face.”

 

Mika slowly looked into his stoic face, as requested, looking into the all familiar amber eyes, searching them for a sign of some sort into his deeper thoughts. Although she'd been able to read the souls of the other members of the group, his were still hidden behind a screen of haze as if he was still uncertain of him self and his emotions toward her or anyone else.

 

As he locked his amber eyes with her pained blue eyes, Sesshomaru saw a mixture of emotions played across her face. Love, compassion, uncertainty and the over-riding pain from her injuries were etched into her soul. As he concentrated on the person before him, Sesshomaru thought, “She's been through so much this evening, despite her show of confidence and strength, underneath it all she is weary and near exhaustion. It will not be long before she is completely spent, for then she would be vulnerable to attack. I see the need for her to be taken under my wing and taught how to be a demon, for she is still weak, as a mere human. This will not due for my daughter to be weak, like Inuyasha, but strong, as I have witnessed before.”

 

“Time is of the essence, my lord. Would you accompany me? Please,” Mika asked, breaking the tension as quietly as she could, drawing him back to the here and now instead of his thoughts. Still unable to answer her, he continued to take in every fiber of her being, her scent, appearance and look.

 

Neither unable to bear the silence any more, nor the attention she was receiving from the demon lord, Mika slowly rose to her feet, trying not to make any sudden moves to put Sesshomaru on his guard. “I apologize for my abrupt appearance, my lord. However, I have to return to my camp to the others of this group I spoke of. You are invited to come along, if you'd like.” Mika slowly backed away from Sesshomaru, unsure if she'd offended…angered…or even surprised the demon lord due to his stoic façade.

 

Mika turned back toward her distant tunnel when a strong hand gripped her uninjured shoulder. She froze at the touch, a hundred and one thoughts going through her mind as a reply came from near her ear, “You are in no condition to be wandering these dangerous forests at night, unaccompanied. I see that my worthless brother has failed in his job of protecting you… as well as the wolf.”

 

Mika smiled slightly at the attempt of concern coming from the man behind her as she softly replied, “I hold my own when needed. Please follow me… this way.” She gently pulled from his grip, moving as swiftly as she could toward the tunnel, finally beginning to see the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel to her mission.

 

As she disembarked for the final time from her tree covered tunnel, Mika breathed a slight sigh of relief. “Now that's over, on to the really fun stuff now. I just hope that I have enough energy and power to finish this before time runs out,” Mika thought as she glanced at her watch. “One hour, that should be enough time for what I need to do. I think that this last dream was the easiest of them all tonight,” she continued in her thoughts as she moved toward the distant fire.

 

Sesshomaru watched his daughter as they had entered the tunnel, seeing the grace in her movements and yet the pain with which she moved. “This night must have really taken its toll on her. And yet I can see her stubbornness that she gets from her mother,” he thought as he slowly began to notice the change in scenery about him. Despite his stoic mask upon his face, inside Sesshomaru was surprised at the scene before him. The crystal clear glacier fed lake to the coniferous forest dotting the rocky strewn mountains and the clean mountain air. “What is this place?” he thought.

 

As if reading his thoughts, as well as the others of the camp fire that they had reached, Mika replied, “This is Opal Lake, my hunting grounds from my country and era.” Grabbing the attention of the others, she quickly moved toward the creek, leaving the lake, toward a new tunnel as she called over her shoulder, “Please follow me.”