InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Pride, Before the Fall ❯ Prophecy ( Chapter 6 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Langus 
Takes place three months prior.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.07.2009 | Updated On: 11.07.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 390 | Visits: 259 | Status: Completed
Takes place three months prior.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.07.2009 | Updated On: 11.07.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 390 | Visits: 259 | Status: Completed
Chapter: 6
It was late, some time well past Midnight.
Moonlight flooded the room, illuminating the bed where she sat with the sheets clutched to her chest. Sobbing quietly, she tried to grasp hold of reality but couldn’t dispel the visions of dark, faceless monsters from her mind.
A dream... It was just a dream, she told herself unconvincingly.
Her body shivered against the residual memory of their claws on her skin and their warm breath bathing her neck. They’d laughed while they devoured her, stealing her life one limb at a time.
It wasn’t the first nightmare she’d had like that, nor would it be the last. The dreams were always the same, only they grew more vivid and terrifying each time they appeared.
What was more troubling than the nightmares was the sense of dread that accompanied them; dread borne from an inner knowledge that something was very wrong.
It’d started as a whisper, a sudden awareness from somewhere deep inside. Over the months it grew steadily louder. The instincts she’d come to rely on now screamed at her – SOMETHING IS WRONG!
But she was scared.
She wasn’t ready to know the truth.
So she ignored the voice.
Beside her, Sesshomaru slept soundly. She smiled faintly as her finger lovingly skimmed the length of his arm. Even in sleep, he exuded a level of power and grace she could never hope to achieve.
Eager to be rid of the panicked feeling that left her chest tight, she slipped down under the sheets and breathed him in. Instinctively, he turned and pulled her body against his. He held her close, just as she’d hoped he would, and silence all of her fears.
Feeling warm and safe she drifted to sleep, perfectly content to ignore that voice just a little while longer.
Author's Note: Another piece of the puzzle. Takes place 3 months prior to my last posting, "Sundays".
Written for the Dokuga_Contest LJ group's weekly drabble challenge. The theme for this week was "Rely", to be covered in 300 words exactly.
It was late, some time well past Midnight.
Moonlight flooded the room, illuminating the bed where she sat with the sheets clutched to her chest. Sobbing quietly, she tried to grasp hold of reality but couldn’t dispel the visions of dark, faceless monsters from her mind.
A dream... It was just a dream, she told herself unconvincingly.
Her body shivered against the residual memory of their claws on her skin and their warm breath bathing her neck. They’d laughed while they devoured her, stealing her life one limb at a time.
It wasn’t the first nightmare she’d had like that, nor would it be the last. The dreams were always the same, only they grew more vivid and terrifying each time they appeared.
What was more troubling than the nightmares was the sense of dread that accompanied them; dread borne from an inner knowledge that something was very wrong.
It’d started as a whisper, a sudden awareness from somewhere deep inside. Over the months it grew steadily louder. The instincts she’d come to rely on now screamed at her – SOMETHING IS WRONG!
But she was scared.
She wasn’t ready to know the truth.
So she ignored the voice.
Beside her, Sesshomaru slept soundly. She smiled faintly as her finger lovingly skimmed the length of his arm. Even in sleep, he exuded a level of power and grace she could never hope to achieve.
Eager to be rid of the panicked feeling that left her chest tight, she slipped down under the sheets and breathed him in. Instinctively, he turned and pulled her body against his. He held her close, just as she’d hoped he would, and silence all of her fears.
Feeling warm and safe she drifted to sleep, perfectly content to ignore that voice just a little while longer.
Author's Note: Another piece of the puzzle. Takes place 3 months prior to my last posting, "Sundays".
Written for the Dokuga_Contest LJ group's weekly drabble challenge. The theme for this week was "Rely", to be covered in 300 words exactly.