InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ RavynSkyes's Drabbles ❯ Monster ( Chapter 26 )

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By: Ravyn Skye
Title: Monster
Author:Plumespixie

Rating: M

Word Count:879

Pairing: Sess/Rin (Are you surprised ?)

Genre: Horror.

Cannon/AU: Post canon Rin's age is what you need it to be, 18 if you're a fed…

Summary: She'd always been the saint to his sinner…

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 08.27.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 603 | Status: Completed

Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha and I make no money from writing this
Originally Written For:Inu_Kaidan Saints and Sinners Prompt
Title: Monster
Author:Plumespixie
Rating: M
Word Count:879
Pairing: Sess/Rin (Are you surprised ?)
Genre: Horror.
Cannon/AU: Post canon Rin's age is what you need it to be, 18 if you're a fed…
Summary: She'd always been the saint to his sinner…
A/N: Special thanks to my beta from for bouncing around ideas with me. Kirayasha aka Kira is wonderful, both as a beta and friend.
 
She was the saint to his Sinner… The goodness of the Kami to the evil in his demonic soul…
Her innocence, her smile, the way she could find joy in something as simple as a flower. Singing happy little songs encouraging her lord's return. Petting Ah-Un and adorning the dragon with flowers. Sighing softly as she sunk into mokomoko and bedded down for the night.
An angel. She was an angel… his angel.
While she was in his presence he did his best not to taint her, although there were times when he knew he must be. He bid her quiet when she was whining over the oni's head in his hand, although she was quick to silence, and had not grimaced at the sight of blood.
He didn't know until it was too late, that she had unwittingly brought him into her world of laughter and light. He did not like it, at all.
It wasn't until he'd come to visit, and she'd kissed him on the cheek, giggling and blushing like some kind of fool, that he truly realized how far he'd fallen. It was completely unacceptable, and yet…
He did not kill her.
He did not strike her.
He did not even admonish the little bitch!
No, there was no anger, no revulsion at her human touch, the anger was at himself, for allowing her to weaken him. No, there was none of the cold fury he was so used to…
No… but there was something else, just as dark as his desire to kill… and it all came from his ultimate desire…
Conquest.
It was then that he realized what he had to do in order to break her,, and free himself of her poisonous influence over his mind. He was an evil creature after all, he was a demon. It was unnatural that he should feel such things for a human, least of all one as innocent and pure as she. She would never again be as such, but it was too late. His anger at his own inaction to her behavior fueled his dark intentions. She was to be the sacrificial offering to his pride.
He would not let her win!
"Is this what you want?" he growled, ripping her clothes from her.
"No!" She'd screamed.
"Then you meant to tease a demon girl? Did you think you could place your mouth on this Sesshomaru and have no consequence for such an action? Do you mean to patronize this Sesshomaru? Foolish mortal bitch…"
"I'm so-uh-uh-uhrry!" she'd sobbed.
He forced her to the ground, shred her clothes and his, used his strength against her, pinning her and spreading her wide. He shoved himself inside her, surprised to find she was wet, but too mindless to think on it. Thrust after thrust he pumped his anger, his hatred, his dominance and his…love… into her.
She lay beneath him, sobbing shaking, wreaking of pain and virgin blood. Still… no scent of fear?
When he'd taken all he could from her, each scream, each whimper, tear, and drop of virgin blood; instead of the heady rush of power that should have come from finally earning her well deserved hatred, he felt a tinge of regret, and a sadness in his soul he could not explain.
Instead of hatred, she gave him a knowing smile, and a smug look. The reptilian coolness and emptiness behind her eyes was chilling, even to him. Even her scent was blank of all emotion.
Only once had he encountered such a non-scent on a human before, and it was on a criminal… a killer of children if he recalled, one who had taken satisfaction in performing unnatural acts upon them both before and after death… the monks had said his was a sickness of the soul, but the young miko who traveled with his brother had called it a sickness of the mind, brought on by childhood trauma. What was the word she'd used? Human monsters, she'd called people such as this… psy…
"I knew I could break you, my Lord."
In that moment, it became incredibly clear to him who was the sinner, and who was the saint.
All these years, he'd done his best to protect her, to save her, to treat her well. He'd been her light in the dark, and her savior, her personal saint…
It all made sense now… the years of beatings she'd endured, the childhood trauma of witnessing her family's deaths, as well as bloodshed from numerous others, through it all, she'd never smelt of genuine fear, and her reactions to situations were… off. Even her smile in the woods that day… it was… off.
Oh yes… this girl WAS different from other humans, after all…
"You are… psychopathic." He said in awe. How had he never realized it before? Everything, was… an act. These 'psychopaths' were incredibly good at fooling others, if the miko's information was to be trusted, but, to even fool him?
"You lured this Sesshomaru, enticed him into attacking you, why?"
She gave no reason, but he knew. She was empty inside, a human monster, and… she'd wanted to taint him, just as she was tainted.
She'd wanted to make him into the sinner that she was, and…
She'd succeeded.