InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Not Titled ❯ Chapter 4
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By: EdwardKagome 
Sesshomaru refuses to fight, but Souta won't let anyone talk him out of it.
It's one of those like in between chapters, sorry!
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.16.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 398 | Status: Completed
Sesshomaru refuses to fight, but Souta won't let anyone talk him out of it.
It's one of those like in between chapters, sorry!
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.16.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 398 | Status: Completed
A/N: Hey guys me again! I posted three chapters in one day because I got done with three chapter in one day so I hope you enjoyed them, even though the two reviews I got weren’t so good! Ok I know how lame this is but the first review was from me, EdwardKagome, but I just wanted to see if my reviews worked because my media miner hasn’t been cooperating as much as I would like it to, and the second was from someone else.
Review responses:
Hey Buddy: Love your name by the way I say that all the time! Anyway its ok it’s suppose to be like the movie its based on that plot and story line. But if it doesn’t get any better in your mind tell me! Thanks for reviewing! You’re still awesome no matter what!
Chapter four:
The sun rose early that more and it seemed like it took forever to Kagome, she had been up all night dreading for someone to come and get her and take her to the sickening King’s bed. I will not be his bedder, I will fight with every ounce of strength I have not to be. She could here the soldiers start to wake and talk, prepare for battle. And she was even more terrified of that, than having to bed that king. She didn’t want any of her people to die, and she worried about her family. Hector would be leading the troops, Souta begging to, Father watching his sons fight, maybe even die, as would Ezmerelda, Hector’s wife, a beautiful strong woman. And that woman who started it all, Helen, would she be watching too? Watching if Souta went off to war? Pleases gods protect my family.
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Sesshomaru was awoken from his troubled hour or so of sleep by the sounds of soldiers preparing for battle. Swords being sharpened, shields hammered into shape, men walking in lines an formations. He slowly got up and put on some average clothes and stepped out of his hut to strange looks, most probably wondering why wasn’t he ready to fight with them. Wasn’t he coming. No, not for that greedy, arrogant, pompous man. He wasn’t his king and he wouldn’t bow down to him and gravel at his feet and do whatever he said. No he and his men would watch from the side field high grounds as the fight ensnares.
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Hector woke and gave his still slumbering wife and son a kiss before, dressing and putting on his pads and armor, he was to lead the troops today, with Souta. Souta was determined to fight Memnon, Helen’s old husband to he rights of her and win, not that he had any fight, battle or war experience what so ever, and nobody could talk him out of it. ‘ If Kagome was here she could.’ Hector thought as he made sure all of his armor was in place and secured tightly. Then quiet as two not wake his loved one stepped out of the room and started down to the armory to make sure all the men were ready and to get them into formation in front of the high walls of the city, they would not let the enemy past even if he had to stand alone in front of the fury os Naraku’s armies.
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Naraku woke when the girl next to him rolled towards him more, it was almost day break and he would have to wake now anyway, he pushed the girl away, she was no more than sixteen if that, just reached womanhood, and last night was her first, she wasn’t too bad, he wished he could have had two though, but didn’t feel like putting up with as much of a fight as the princess would have put up to cop a feel. He pushed back what was left of the covers most of them scattered around the bed pushed off or shoved during last nights activities. And stood, walking to where his padding and armor stood and quickly slid them on. Thinking over what today would bring, hopefully Tokyo if all worked out. An advisor told him last night Sesshomaru or any of his men would be fighting today. All over one stupid girl, actually that is why he was suppose to be here, over one girl, his cousin’s wife. And his cousin couldn’t wait to kill both her and the little brat she ran off with. Pity Sesshomaru won’t fight, there was no doubt in anyone’s minds that he was the world’s best warrior ever and ever will be, if there was one stronger than him it would be a god, they already believe Sesshomaru is at least half god. Stupid dog, he’s demon, but god, no. Naraku finished with his armor and then stepped out of his tent and there waiting for him was his chariot. Two big black horses, drawing the best crafted chariot most had ever seen, to go into battle. He could hear yelling from all over. Still getting the troops in formation. And there walking down through the middle of the huts was Sesshomaru and his men following, they were talking quietly and watching the men getting ready for battle, many of them that being that last thing they see.
“Sesshomaru, not joining us?” Naraku yelled to the demon lord when he got within twenty feet or so of his chariot, of course he already knew the answer.
“Why would I fight a battle that is just going to be lost?” Sesshomaru knew if they kept formation and stayed in their lines and didn’t get in range of the arrows they could easily win, but he wasn’t going to tell Naraku that.
“You think we will lose huh? Well we’ll see about that this evening, and I think I will celebrate with the princess to further enjoy the day’s profits.” He smirked at Sesshomaru’s growl, as the demon walked away heading for the higher hills as the troops were starting to head out towards the city walls.
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Souta and Hector trotted their horses out the front gates of the city, they were surrounded by their armies, rows and rows blocking the walls as far as you could see, they rode to the front of them, and stopped. They could hear the commanders yells from their enemy now, and saw as they came from the horizon quickly making their way towards them. Hector could easily tell his brother was nervous, scared even, he fidgeted and couldn’t stop sweating. He sat shakily on his horse making the horse prance because of his nervousness, the horse could feel it, and it was making the horse nervous. Hector kept glancing at his brother, for this might be the last time he sees him alive. He was still a boy in the mind, no more than twelve, but in the body he was seventeen and a full grown man, with his own responsibilities, and he made this one of them. He hoped and prayed and wished his brother would either back out or kill the bastard, he didn’t want to bury his little brother, they already lost Kagome to this war the y wouldn’t lose another hopefully.
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It was totally silent outside the hut, a few footsteps every once and a while. All that would be left at the camp now would be the wives and a few lords. Kagome pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them and buried her head in them. She always sat like this when she was frightened, or sad, and right now she was both. She was sad for Kikyo and her abandoning her people and her family, she pitied her sister, she had never been real loving though. And she was scared for her life, but more important thoughs of her family. She knew hector would be fighting and was hoping Souta was too cowardly to. He was always the cry baby, always running to mother every time something or someone did anything to him, stupid or not. And she was always told to look after him as Kikyo was her. But they all grew up, too old to worry about little kid brothers or sisters, now they were all suppose to look out for themselves. A lot of good she did herself. Kagome sighed. Would that man be fighting today? The one who tried to save her, that said not to be scared of him, Sesshomaru? She hoped not, she didn’t know why, but she didn’t want him to get hurt, even if he was rough around the edges. How could he be in so many battles and still be so flawlessly beautiful? She wondered as she drifted off to sleep, she was so tired from up crying all night.
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Sesshomaru and his men got to the over look from the side field right as the armies were about a hundred yards apart. And still closing in, Sesshomaru crouched down on his hocks, arms resting on his knees. When Naraku’s army was about fifty yards away they halted. The two princes from Tokyo rode up as did Naraku and his son, one of many, on a chariot. They stopped about ten feet from each other and all dismounted. This was the first time Sesshomaru had seen one of Naraku’s sons, Naraku being a half demon he had lived for quite a long time, but no where near as long as Sesshomaru. The Boy was as tall as his father, very ugly in the face, hairy all over making anyone want to gag, but was strong, from his scars had seen many fights and battles and even wars. They spoke clearly while talking, with nothing for their voices to hit to stop the sound flow. Naraku spoke as he often did. “Drop arms now and we won’t take this by force.” He smirked.
“You little shit, taking Helen like a coward when it was dark.”
“When I took Helen there was sun.” The young prince countered, and Naraku had to hold back his son from ripping the prince to shreds.
“I suggest we settle this between who we need to settle it with. I, Souta challenge you, to rights to Helen.” The young prince said taking off his helmet. The young prince was handsome for a human, built, with plenty of muscles, but not for battle, the youth of him pooled around him, he had never seen a war or battle, and by just looking at his stance and the look of him you could tell. This made a few of Sesshomaru’s men chuckles, no doubt that Memnon would win.
Memnon was about to speak when his father interrupted him, “No.” Naraku smirked. He turned to see his son spitting to try and get words out when he pulled him to the side out of range of the princes hearing, but not a powerful demon’s like Sesshomaru no matter their distance.
“Father he striped away my honor and I want it back. Father just let me kill the little ass and then when he receives the final blow you can charge.” Naraku nodded his approve and they both turned around to smile at the princes. Then they all agreed, as the two princes said a few short words as did Naraku and his son and then both put back on his helmet and grabbed their weapons and moved away crouching in fight stances.
A/N: I know I said last chapter that there was going to be the big battle in this one, but sorry I didn’t think I’d write that much in between but hopefully for sure it will be in the next! Please review! Thanks and read the next chapter! Oh and if you have any ideas for a title that would be great if you would review them to me or email them to me!
Review responses:
Hey Buddy: Love your name by the way I say that all the time! Anyway its ok it’s suppose to be like the movie its based on that plot and story line. But if it doesn’t get any better in your mind tell me! Thanks for reviewing! You’re still awesome no matter what!
Chapter four:
The sun rose early that more and it seemed like it took forever to Kagome, she had been up all night dreading for someone to come and get her and take her to the sickening King’s bed. I will not be his bedder, I will fight with every ounce of strength I have not to be. She could here the soldiers start to wake and talk, prepare for battle. And she was even more terrified of that, than having to bed that king. She didn’t want any of her people to die, and she worried about her family. Hector would be leading the troops, Souta begging to, Father watching his sons fight, maybe even die, as would Ezmerelda, Hector’s wife, a beautiful strong woman. And that woman who started it all, Helen, would she be watching too? Watching if Souta went off to war? Pleases gods protect my family.
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Sesshomaru was awoken from his troubled hour or so of sleep by the sounds of soldiers preparing for battle. Swords being sharpened, shields hammered into shape, men walking in lines an formations. He slowly got up and put on some average clothes and stepped out of his hut to strange looks, most probably wondering why wasn’t he ready to fight with them. Wasn’t he coming. No, not for that greedy, arrogant, pompous man. He wasn’t his king and he wouldn’t bow down to him and gravel at his feet and do whatever he said. No he and his men would watch from the side field high grounds as the fight ensnares.
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Hector woke and gave his still slumbering wife and son a kiss before, dressing and putting on his pads and armor, he was to lead the troops today, with Souta. Souta was determined to fight Memnon, Helen’s old husband to he rights of her and win, not that he had any fight, battle or war experience what so ever, and nobody could talk him out of it. ‘ If Kagome was here she could.’ Hector thought as he made sure all of his armor was in place and secured tightly. Then quiet as two not wake his loved one stepped out of the room and started down to the armory to make sure all the men were ready and to get them into formation in front of the high walls of the city, they would not let the enemy past even if he had to stand alone in front of the fury os Naraku’s armies.
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Naraku woke when the girl next to him rolled towards him more, it was almost day break and he would have to wake now anyway, he pushed the girl away, she was no more than sixteen if that, just reached womanhood, and last night was her first, she wasn’t too bad, he wished he could have had two though, but didn’t feel like putting up with as much of a fight as the princess would have put up to cop a feel. He pushed back what was left of the covers most of them scattered around the bed pushed off or shoved during last nights activities. And stood, walking to where his padding and armor stood and quickly slid them on. Thinking over what today would bring, hopefully Tokyo if all worked out. An advisor told him last night Sesshomaru or any of his men would be fighting today. All over one stupid girl, actually that is why he was suppose to be here, over one girl, his cousin’s wife. And his cousin couldn’t wait to kill both her and the little brat she ran off with. Pity Sesshomaru won’t fight, there was no doubt in anyone’s minds that he was the world’s best warrior ever and ever will be, if there was one stronger than him it would be a god, they already believe Sesshomaru is at least half god. Stupid dog, he’s demon, but god, no. Naraku finished with his armor and then stepped out of his tent and there waiting for him was his chariot. Two big black horses, drawing the best crafted chariot most had ever seen, to go into battle. He could hear yelling from all over. Still getting the troops in formation. And there walking down through the middle of the huts was Sesshomaru and his men following, they were talking quietly and watching the men getting ready for battle, many of them that being that last thing they see.
“Sesshomaru, not joining us?” Naraku yelled to the demon lord when he got within twenty feet or so of his chariot, of course he already knew the answer.
“Why would I fight a battle that is just going to be lost?” Sesshomaru knew if they kept formation and stayed in their lines and didn’t get in range of the arrows they could easily win, but he wasn’t going to tell Naraku that.
“You think we will lose huh? Well we’ll see about that this evening, and I think I will celebrate with the princess to further enjoy the day’s profits.” He smirked at Sesshomaru’s growl, as the demon walked away heading for the higher hills as the troops were starting to head out towards the city walls.
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Souta and Hector trotted their horses out the front gates of the city, they were surrounded by their armies, rows and rows blocking the walls as far as you could see, they rode to the front of them, and stopped. They could hear the commanders yells from their enemy now, and saw as they came from the horizon quickly making their way towards them. Hector could easily tell his brother was nervous, scared even, he fidgeted and couldn’t stop sweating. He sat shakily on his horse making the horse prance because of his nervousness, the horse could feel it, and it was making the horse nervous. Hector kept glancing at his brother, for this might be the last time he sees him alive. He was still a boy in the mind, no more than twelve, but in the body he was seventeen and a full grown man, with his own responsibilities, and he made this one of them. He hoped and prayed and wished his brother would either back out or kill the bastard, he didn’t want to bury his little brother, they already lost Kagome to this war the y wouldn’t lose another hopefully.
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It was totally silent outside the hut, a few footsteps every once and a while. All that would be left at the camp now would be the wives and a few lords. Kagome pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them and buried her head in them. She always sat like this when she was frightened, or sad, and right now she was both. She was sad for Kikyo and her abandoning her people and her family, she pitied her sister, she had never been real loving though. And she was scared for her life, but more important thoughs of her family. She knew hector would be fighting and was hoping Souta was too cowardly to. He was always the cry baby, always running to mother every time something or someone did anything to him, stupid or not. And she was always told to look after him as Kikyo was her. But they all grew up, too old to worry about little kid brothers or sisters, now they were all suppose to look out for themselves. A lot of good she did herself. Kagome sighed. Would that man be fighting today? The one who tried to save her, that said not to be scared of him, Sesshomaru? She hoped not, she didn’t know why, but she didn’t want him to get hurt, even if he was rough around the edges. How could he be in so many battles and still be so flawlessly beautiful? She wondered as she drifted off to sleep, she was so tired from up crying all night.
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Sesshomaru and his men got to the over look from the side field right as the armies were about a hundred yards apart. And still closing in, Sesshomaru crouched down on his hocks, arms resting on his knees. When Naraku’s army was about fifty yards away they halted. The two princes from Tokyo rode up as did Naraku and his son, one of many, on a chariot. They stopped about ten feet from each other and all dismounted. This was the first time Sesshomaru had seen one of Naraku’s sons, Naraku being a half demon he had lived for quite a long time, but no where near as long as Sesshomaru. The Boy was as tall as his father, very ugly in the face, hairy all over making anyone want to gag, but was strong, from his scars had seen many fights and battles and even wars. They spoke clearly while talking, with nothing for their voices to hit to stop the sound flow. Naraku spoke as he often did. “Drop arms now and we won’t take this by force.” He smirked.
“You little shit, taking Helen like a coward when it was dark.”
“When I took Helen there was sun.” The young prince countered, and Naraku had to hold back his son from ripping the prince to shreds.
“I suggest we settle this between who we need to settle it with. I, Souta challenge you, to rights to Helen.” The young prince said taking off his helmet. The young prince was handsome for a human, built, with plenty of muscles, but not for battle, the youth of him pooled around him, he had never seen a war or battle, and by just looking at his stance and the look of him you could tell. This made a few of Sesshomaru’s men chuckles, no doubt that Memnon would win.
Memnon was about to speak when his father interrupted him, “No.” Naraku smirked. He turned to see his son spitting to try and get words out when he pulled him to the side out of range of the princes hearing, but not a powerful demon’s like Sesshomaru no matter their distance.
“Father he striped away my honor and I want it back. Father just let me kill the little ass and then when he receives the final blow you can charge.” Naraku nodded his approve and they both turned around to smile at the princes. Then they all agreed, as the two princes said a few short words as did Naraku and his son and then both put back on his helmet and grabbed their weapons and moved away crouching in fight stances.
A/N: I know I said last chapter that there was going to be the big battle in this one, but sorry I didn’t think I’d write that much in between but hopefully for sure it will be in the next! Please review! Thanks and read the next chapter! Oh and if you have any ideas for a title that would be great if you would review them to me or email them to me!