InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sesshoumaru: An Odyssey ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Queen-of-Blades138 
Stranger in the dark...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy / Adventure / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 08.29.2009 | Updated On: 08.29.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 405 | Status: Work In Progress
Stranger in the dark...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy / Adventure / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 08.29.2009 | Updated On: 08.29.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 405 | Status: Work In Progress
Sesshoumaru: An Odyssey
By - Queen-Of-Blades138
Warnings - Violence, language, and Future lemons
Disclaimer - I am in no way connected to Inuyasha or the Lord of The Rings. This is for fan purposes only.
This is my VERY first attemp at anything Inuyasha. I hope I havent turned anyone off by the fact its a crossover, but for those who are ok with that, I present Sesshoumaru: An Odyssey...
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The House of the Moon was quiet tonight. The servants were asleep and the Lord of the House sensed nothing but the stirring of a few ordinary, harmless night creatures. The night was a soft, velvety darkness, the moon peeping coyly behind wisps of clouds; the stars were
absent from the sky.
Sesshoumaru, Lord of the West, master of the estate, slept little. His natural state of rest was a meditative, dozing state. Life had been quite eventful for the last couple of years. He was enjoying the order and comfort of his own home for a few weeks now. It surprised even him how deeply exhausted he was from his adventures, although life and death battles with the demon lord Naraku, his own half brother and his comrades, various conflicts not directly connected to either of his primary adversaries, and the general wear and tear of constant travel in the less civilized parts of Japan was bound to take it's toll on even such a well conditioned specimen as himself.
Gentle breezes ruffled the sheer curtains around his bed. He sighed with a combination of contentment and, surprisingly, the beginnings
of restlessness. After so long away, with challenges to face every day, the peace he coveted was becoming a bit boring.
Only his ward, Rin, provided an element of surprise in his life now. The constant demands of the engaging, but sometimes annoying little human child were indulged by him with the seeming of reluctance, but it was amusing and (although he would not admit it) gratifying to care for this helpless thing. Although he really would have to break her of the habit of ruffling his ears, as though he was her puppy.
He identified her light, relatively rapid breathing in the house, in her room several doors away. She was peaceful. Sometime she giggled in her sleep.
Sesshoumaru prepared to relax into true sleep when he heard something. A faint tinkling sound, absolutely inperceptible to most, and very near. He lay absolutely still, eyes closed, and opened up his other senses to detect the source of the sound.
He sensed a slight movement, a very faint vibration in the air a few feet from him. Sesshoumaru turned his head a fraction to his left, very slowly, and allowed his eyelids to part ever so slightly. In the intermittant moonlight entering his room, he saw a small, roundish object, held aloft by no visible means, slowly float towards the window leading to the interior gardens of his compound. A faint bluish glow emanated from the object and seemed to follow a trail or lead, like a glowing ethereal rope.
Suddenly, Sesshoumaru recognized the object, and it took all of his training and willpower not to jump at the object.
It was the Meidou-seki, a powerful charm left to him by his mother. For safekeeping, he kept it in his own bedroom in a velvet pouch, and under lock and key in one of the myriad compartments embedded in the wall behind his wardrobe. Just knowing the exact location in his room was impressive, but the ability to steal it by magic under his very nose was, was...
Intriguing.
As soon as the pouch wobbled out of view, Sesshoumaru slid from his bed and assumed one his lesser canine forms, this one just slightly larger than the largest of domestic (uh!) breeds. Lithe and silent he slithered over to the windowsill in time to see a small creature, with the seeming of one of ratlike youkai that served in his household receive the pouch in it's outstretched paws.
It was a female, dark brown, wearing his house colors of white and blue. As soon as she turned her back, Sesshoumaru pounced upon her.
With a terrified shriek the creature froze under his paws, jaws working and babbling incoherently.
"Oh, my lord, please...no, I had no choice...a sorcerer laid a spell upon me...please don't hurt me!..."she squeaked pathetically.
Sesshoumaru turned into his human form, and the restraining paw became a hand around the rodent's throat.
His golden eyes gazed upon her dispassionately. He could end her life with a simple flex of his fingers, either crushing her throat or infusing her with his lethal venom. Or both.
"You fear anyone more than you fear me? Hmmm. I have been away from my lands for a long time. Perhaps a lesson in respect would be useful to all. It might be necessary, if one of my staff thinks they can steal from me..."
There was a curious sensation coming from the rat youkai. It was as if the substance of her body was disappating. Her eyes lost their terrified focus and her expression went slack. Sesshoumaru felt as if were suddenly holding the cast off skin of something else...
The Meidou-seki was not in her paws or under her now limp, strangely light body. He cast the husk aside, and scanned the area for the charm.
The charm was precious to Sesshoumaru. It was left to him by his mother, and was a powerful source of magic. It opened portals to other realms. The only time Sesshoumaru had used it was to rescue Rin from Hell, and that was a journey he would never make again. Meidou-seki was the type of talisman that only a great sorcerer would seek. It was a capricious, willful object, appearing to have a mind of it's own. Sesshoumaru had no intention of using again, but kept it hidden to prevent such a potent bauble from the malicious and the stupidly curious.
"Did you lose something, Sesshoumaru-sama?"
He turned in a blindingly quick motion, to face, in fighting stance, the direction of this new voice. It sounded male, and large, and emanated from the far side of the garden, several yards from where he stood, from the shadows of a stand of trees. He saw nothing.
"So sure were you that there was nothing of great concern here in your palace that you chase a thief without a weapon?"
Sesshoumaru flexed his claws. "Show yourself."
A deep, and oddly resonant chuckle swirled about him like a low-lying fog.
"Why should I? I have what I seek. I will leave you now."
The situation was no longer intriguing, or amusing. His home had been violated by a powerful entity, one who could either masquerade as one of his servants, or control them, and could manifest himself within the palace walls. There were ancient magics surrounding the House of the Moon, and it was almost inconceivable that a complete stranger could breach those barriers without Sesshoumaru knowing.
"Who are you?"
There was no answer.
Sesshoumaru pounced into the stand of trees. There was no sign of the intruder, but luckily the Meidou-seki itself gave off a slightly acrid smell and an almost electric charge. He passed his hand over the smallest depression in the thick grass. The hair on Sesshoumaru's arms rose and his skin tingled.
Later, he would reflect upon the rashness of his decision to go bounding into the night after a poweful and unseen foe in his nightie.
At this moment, however, it seemed the only course of action. He did not know how long the faint trail might last, and even the scant moments it would take to jump into his hakama and grab Tojikin might cause him to lose his quarry.
And so he ran, following the faint scent, swift and silent, senses extended, slaughter on his mind.
By - Queen-Of-Blades138
Warnings - Violence, language, and Future lemons
Disclaimer - I am in no way connected to Inuyasha or the Lord of The Rings. This is for fan purposes only.
This is my VERY first attemp at anything Inuyasha. I hope I havent turned anyone off by the fact its a crossover, but for those who are ok with that, I present Sesshoumaru: An Odyssey...
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The House of the Moon was quiet tonight. The servants were asleep and the Lord of the House sensed nothing but the stirring of a few ordinary, harmless night creatures. The night was a soft, velvety darkness, the moon peeping coyly behind wisps of clouds; the stars were
absent from the sky.
Sesshoumaru, Lord of the West, master of the estate, slept little. His natural state of rest was a meditative, dozing state. Life had been quite eventful for the last couple of years. He was enjoying the order and comfort of his own home for a few weeks now. It surprised even him how deeply exhausted he was from his adventures, although life and death battles with the demon lord Naraku, his own half brother and his comrades, various conflicts not directly connected to either of his primary adversaries, and the general wear and tear of constant travel in the less civilized parts of Japan was bound to take it's toll on even such a well conditioned specimen as himself.
Gentle breezes ruffled the sheer curtains around his bed. He sighed with a combination of contentment and, surprisingly, the beginnings
of restlessness. After so long away, with challenges to face every day, the peace he coveted was becoming a bit boring.
Only his ward, Rin, provided an element of surprise in his life now. The constant demands of the engaging, but sometimes annoying little human child were indulged by him with the seeming of reluctance, but it was amusing and (although he would not admit it) gratifying to care for this helpless thing. Although he really would have to break her of the habit of ruffling his ears, as though he was her puppy.
He identified her light, relatively rapid breathing in the house, in her room several doors away. She was peaceful. Sometime she giggled in her sleep.
Sesshoumaru prepared to relax into true sleep when he heard something. A faint tinkling sound, absolutely inperceptible to most, and very near. He lay absolutely still, eyes closed, and opened up his other senses to detect the source of the sound.
He sensed a slight movement, a very faint vibration in the air a few feet from him. Sesshoumaru turned his head a fraction to his left, very slowly, and allowed his eyelids to part ever so slightly. In the intermittant moonlight entering his room, he saw a small, roundish object, held aloft by no visible means, slowly float towards the window leading to the interior gardens of his compound. A faint bluish glow emanated from the object and seemed to follow a trail or lead, like a glowing ethereal rope.
Suddenly, Sesshoumaru recognized the object, and it took all of his training and willpower not to jump at the object.
It was the Meidou-seki, a powerful charm left to him by his mother. For safekeeping, he kept it in his own bedroom in a velvet pouch, and under lock and key in one of the myriad compartments embedded in the wall behind his wardrobe. Just knowing the exact location in his room was impressive, but the ability to steal it by magic under his very nose was, was...
Intriguing.
As soon as the pouch wobbled out of view, Sesshoumaru slid from his bed and assumed one his lesser canine forms, this one just slightly larger than the largest of domestic (uh!) breeds. Lithe and silent he slithered over to the windowsill in time to see a small creature, with the seeming of one of ratlike youkai that served in his household receive the pouch in it's outstretched paws.
It was a female, dark brown, wearing his house colors of white and blue. As soon as she turned her back, Sesshoumaru pounced upon her.
With a terrified shriek the creature froze under his paws, jaws working and babbling incoherently.
"Oh, my lord, please...no, I had no choice...a sorcerer laid a spell upon me...please don't hurt me!..."she squeaked pathetically.
Sesshoumaru turned into his human form, and the restraining paw became a hand around the rodent's throat.
His golden eyes gazed upon her dispassionately. He could end her life with a simple flex of his fingers, either crushing her throat or infusing her with his lethal venom. Or both.
"You fear anyone more than you fear me? Hmmm. I have been away from my lands for a long time. Perhaps a lesson in respect would be useful to all. It might be necessary, if one of my staff thinks they can steal from me..."
There was a curious sensation coming from the rat youkai. It was as if the substance of her body was disappating. Her eyes lost their terrified focus and her expression went slack. Sesshoumaru felt as if were suddenly holding the cast off skin of something else...
The Meidou-seki was not in her paws or under her now limp, strangely light body. He cast the husk aside, and scanned the area for the charm.
The charm was precious to Sesshoumaru. It was left to him by his mother, and was a powerful source of magic. It opened portals to other realms. The only time Sesshoumaru had used it was to rescue Rin from Hell, and that was a journey he would never make again. Meidou-seki was the type of talisman that only a great sorcerer would seek. It was a capricious, willful object, appearing to have a mind of it's own. Sesshoumaru had no intention of using again, but kept it hidden to prevent such a potent bauble from the malicious and the stupidly curious.
"Did you lose something, Sesshoumaru-sama?"
He turned in a blindingly quick motion, to face, in fighting stance, the direction of this new voice. It sounded male, and large, and emanated from the far side of the garden, several yards from where he stood, from the shadows of a stand of trees. He saw nothing.
"So sure were you that there was nothing of great concern here in your palace that you chase a thief without a weapon?"
Sesshoumaru flexed his claws. "Show yourself."
A deep, and oddly resonant chuckle swirled about him like a low-lying fog.
"Why should I? I have what I seek. I will leave you now."
The situation was no longer intriguing, or amusing. His home had been violated by a powerful entity, one who could either masquerade as one of his servants, or control them, and could manifest himself within the palace walls. There were ancient magics surrounding the House of the Moon, and it was almost inconceivable that a complete stranger could breach those barriers without Sesshoumaru knowing.
"Who are you?"
There was no answer.
Sesshoumaru pounced into the stand of trees. There was no sign of the intruder, but luckily the Meidou-seki itself gave off a slightly acrid smell and an almost electric charge. He passed his hand over the smallest depression in the thick grass. The hair on Sesshoumaru's arms rose and his skin tingled.
Later, he would reflect upon the rashness of his decision to go bounding into the night after a poweful and unseen foe in his nightie.
At this moment, however, it seemed the only course of action. He did not know how long the faint trail might last, and even the scant moments it would take to jump into his hakama and grab Tojikin might cause him to lose his quarry.
And so he ran, following the faint scent, swift and silent, senses extended, slaughter on his mind.