InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sin's of the Father ❯ chapter 1 ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: rAiNwAtEr 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.26.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 317 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.26.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 317 | Status: Completed
Hello, I decided to start this story while putting my other story back here called ‘Flipped and Spun’. This is a dark fic, so if your faint of heart and don’t like sad stories please don’t read. The end will be happy this I can tell you but the road to a happy ended is paved with hard and sad challenges. I hope you read the Summary / Note to help you understand. Reviews are always welcomed.
Sin’s of the father
Chapter: 1
Little Inuyasha laid in the middle of a giant white, king sized bed whimpering. His little hands clutching his goose fathered quilt. He was having a horrible nightmare, one that he had ever sense he could remember. But the dream never seemed like a dream, more like a memory tattooed in the back his mind. When he first asked his mother of the dream she assured him it was just a dream, one he should forget but how could he forget a dream so horrible? The dream came to him every night, he no longer dreamt of happy childish dream, but of a red eyed monster who oddly looked familiar.
The nightmare was of a towering monster with glowing crimson eyes. He would stare at the little Inuyasha with what looked like to him hungry eyes Being as young as Inuyasha was he didn’t realize that the eyes were filled not that of hunger but of lust.
In his dream the monster would start to walk towards him, with what seemed like a hidden agenda. His mother would jump in front of him and scream her plea to the monster to leave him be, saying he was just a little boy and that if he loved her he would’t hurt their son. That part always confused the little hanyou.
The monster would then push his mother aside brutally, causing her fragile human frame to crash aside the small hanyou’s bedroom wall and lay knocked unconscious.
Before the monster could grab hold of Inuyasha, another pup older then Inuyasha would shield him from the monster. The other boy would then be lifted by the monster. The boy started to scream in fear and kick and punch as the monster slung him over his shoulder and started to walk away.
Inuyasha would then chase after the monster who had taken his half brother Sesshomaru. As always in the dream / memory the monster would walk down a dark hallway towards a huge black double door. On the door was a giant InuYoukai carved into the wood. The eyes of the carved dog had red rubies placed in them, they seemed to glow just like the monsters eyes.
The monster opened the door and walked in. Inuyasha panted from the effort it took his little legs to run after the monster who captured his older brother Sesshomaru.
Inuyasha’s heart leapt in fear as the door started to close. He was still more then 15 feet away. His lungs seemed to collapse and his soul brake as he saw the look on his brother’s face. It was of complete fear. His hand was out stretched as if begging Inuyasha to save him. Then before Inuyasha could reach the door, it closed.
Inuyasha banged on the wooden door with his little fist. Even as they bleed he didn’t stop his viscous attack on the wooden oak door. He could hear his brother screams and the monster moan in a odd way. The same way his father and mother did when mating, when he saw them one night.
Through the tears that racked Inuyasha’s body he was able to smell the air to see if any one was around to help. To his surprise he could smell his father, oddly on the other side of the door.
‘If father is on the other side of the door with Sesshomaru then why doesn’t he help his son? Is he fighting the beast? What shall I do?’ Inuyasha’s racked his brain.
And so that is how the dream / memory always appeared.
The first night Inuyasha had this dream / memory he remembered waking to see his mom bruised exactly where his mother was hit in the nightmare. His father was no where to be seen. That same day Sesshomaru stopped talking to every one, never making a sound. He walked around the castle as if it was excruciating to walk. Nothing seemed the same again.
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Inuyasha woke with a start to see he was alone in his pitch black bedroom. He gave a whimper of fear as his baby like clawed hands latched onto his pillow.
“I want momma” The little hanyou cried out
He slipped off his over sized bed clutching his stuffed bunny rabbit. Inuyasha walked to his bedroom door and just being able to reach the handle pulled the door open. Walking out into the dark corridor of the castle halls he turned right intending on going to his parents room. He weave in and out of the dark halls using his youkai sight and smell to lead him to where his parents room might be.
The reason for him not knowing how to get to his parents room from his own bed chambers was because shortly after he first had the monster dream, his mother begged for him to have a room at the far end of the castle. The weird thing besides that was only his mother and Sesshomaru knew where it was. His mother warned the small hanyou never to tell his father.
Inuyasha made a few more turns, his little feet making no sound on the marbled floor. He stopped in mid step at a weird smell that led away from where his parents bed chambers were. It was the sent of his father and oniisan Sesshomaru. Curious, he followed the sent. he turned right after twenty minutes of walking around, into a unfamiliar hallway. The hall had no doors lining it like the others, just one at the far left end.
To his horror he realized it was the door in his dream. The one with the huge white dog carved into the black oak wood. The dog looked as if it was guarding the gate way to hell.
In a strange way maybe it was.
The smell was coming from behind the door. Taking small steps Inuyasha noticed the door was open an inch, light pouring forth from it. Wanting to see what was lurking behind the door he stepped closer. Inuyasha squeezed his little bunny rabbit tighter and pressed his face against the door allowing his right eye to look into the room.
What he saw made him stiff with fear. His brother’s little form was pinned to a bed stomach down, naked, by their father. Tears streaked his brothers face. Sesshomaru’s mouth hung open in a silent scream, for long ago he stopped using his voice. Oddly the same time Inuyasha had his first monster dream.
Inuyasha forced his eyes to move away from his brother’s anguished face to see what his father was doing to cause his oniisan such pain. Blood leaked down his brother’s little thighs as his father clawed his brothers back and moved against him. Inuyasha sick from the site that played before him vomited on the marbled floor, allowing the whole world to see what he had for dinner.
Then out of no where feminine arms rapped around Inuyasha from behind. In surprise Inuyasha dropped his stuffed rabbit. Smelling the air Inuyasha clamed some at his mother’s sent.
“Momma why is father give Sessh boo-boo? He hurt ‘My’ Sessh.” Inuyasha asked looking up at his mother with a tear stained face. A face that would cause any heart to melt and want to cry with the agony the young one was feeling.
How could she tell her son about his father’s needs? How could she tell her son that she could only protect her own son and not Sesshomaru? How could she tell her son she made a pack with the devil, her own mate, to save him. She had left Sesshomaru all this time to defend for him self so that her son would not be touched by the horrible beast.
She had sold her soul, mind, and her half son Sesshomaru to her mate in order to keep her soon safe. Would the Gods forgive her? Could she forgive herself? When Sesshomaru and Inuyasha grow older, would they forgive her?
‘No, they won’t’ She thought to her self.
‘But neither will forgive their father, for told by the Gods, before my death, their father the beast will meet his end at the hands of the one he ravishes.’
Sin’s of the father
Chapter: 1
Little Inuyasha laid in the middle of a giant white, king sized bed whimpering. His little hands clutching his goose fathered quilt. He was having a horrible nightmare, one that he had ever sense he could remember. But the dream never seemed like a dream, more like a memory tattooed in the back his mind. When he first asked his mother of the dream she assured him it was just a dream, one he should forget but how could he forget a dream so horrible? The dream came to him every night, he no longer dreamt of happy childish dream, but of a red eyed monster who oddly looked familiar.
The nightmare was of a towering monster with glowing crimson eyes. He would stare at the little Inuyasha with what looked like to him hungry eyes Being as young as Inuyasha was he didn’t realize that the eyes were filled not that of hunger but of lust.
In his dream the monster would start to walk towards him, with what seemed like a hidden agenda. His mother would jump in front of him and scream her plea to the monster to leave him be, saying he was just a little boy and that if he loved her he would’t hurt their son. That part always confused the little hanyou.
The monster would then push his mother aside brutally, causing her fragile human frame to crash aside the small hanyou’s bedroom wall and lay knocked unconscious.
Before the monster could grab hold of Inuyasha, another pup older then Inuyasha would shield him from the monster. The other boy would then be lifted by the monster. The boy started to scream in fear and kick and punch as the monster slung him over his shoulder and started to walk away.
Inuyasha would then chase after the monster who had taken his half brother Sesshomaru. As always in the dream / memory the monster would walk down a dark hallway towards a huge black double door. On the door was a giant InuYoukai carved into the wood. The eyes of the carved dog had red rubies placed in them, they seemed to glow just like the monsters eyes.
The monster opened the door and walked in. Inuyasha panted from the effort it took his little legs to run after the monster who captured his older brother Sesshomaru.
Inuyasha’s heart leapt in fear as the door started to close. He was still more then 15 feet away. His lungs seemed to collapse and his soul brake as he saw the look on his brother’s face. It was of complete fear. His hand was out stretched as if begging Inuyasha to save him. Then before Inuyasha could reach the door, it closed.
Inuyasha banged on the wooden door with his little fist. Even as they bleed he didn’t stop his viscous attack on the wooden oak door. He could hear his brother screams and the monster moan in a odd way. The same way his father and mother did when mating, when he saw them one night.
Through the tears that racked Inuyasha’s body he was able to smell the air to see if any one was around to help. To his surprise he could smell his father, oddly on the other side of the door.
‘If father is on the other side of the door with Sesshomaru then why doesn’t he help his son? Is he fighting the beast? What shall I do?’ Inuyasha’s racked his brain.
And so that is how the dream / memory always appeared.
The first night Inuyasha had this dream / memory he remembered waking to see his mom bruised exactly where his mother was hit in the nightmare. His father was no where to be seen. That same day Sesshomaru stopped talking to every one, never making a sound. He walked around the castle as if it was excruciating to walk. Nothing seemed the same again.
---
Inuyasha woke with a start to see he was alone in his pitch black bedroom. He gave a whimper of fear as his baby like clawed hands latched onto his pillow.
“I want momma” The little hanyou cried out
He slipped off his over sized bed clutching his stuffed bunny rabbit. Inuyasha walked to his bedroom door and just being able to reach the handle pulled the door open. Walking out into the dark corridor of the castle halls he turned right intending on going to his parents room. He weave in and out of the dark halls using his youkai sight and smell to lead him to where his parents room might be.
The reason for him not knowing how to get to his parents room from his own bed chambers was because shortly after he first had the monster dream, his mother begged for him to have a room at the far end of the castle. The weird thing besides that was only his mother and Sesshomaru knew where it was. His mother warned the small hanyou never to tell his father.
Inuyasha made a few more turns, his little feet making no sound on the marbled floor. He stopped in mid step at a weird smell that led away from where his parents bed chambers were. It was the sent of his father and oniisan Sesshomaru. Curious, he followed the sent. he turned right after twenty minutes of walking around, into a unfamiliar hallway. The hall had no doors lining it like the others, just one at the far left end.
To his horror he realized it was the door in his dream. The one with the huge white dog carved into the black oak wood. The dog looked as if it was guarding the gate way to hell.
In a strange way maybe it was.
The smell was coming from behind the door. Taking small steps Inuyasha noticed the door was open an inch, light pouring forth from it. Wanting to see what was lurking behind the door he stepped closer. Inuyasha squeezed his little bunny rabbit tighter and pressed his face against the door allowing his right eye to look into the room.
What he saw made him stiff with fear. His brother’s little form was pinned to a bed stomach down, naked, by their father. Tears streaked his brothers face. Sesshomaru’s mouth hung open in a silent scream, for long ago he stopped using his voice. Oddly the same time Inuyasha had his first monster dream.
Inuyasha forced his eyes to move away from his brother’s anguished face to see what his father was doing to cause his oniisan such pain. Blood leaked down his brother’s little thighs as his father clawed his brothers back and moved against him. Inuyasha sick from the site that played before him vomited on the marbled floor, allowing the whole world to see what he had for dinner.
Then out of no where feminine arms rapped around Inuyasha from behind. In surprise Inuyasha dropped his stuffed rabbit. Smelling the air Inuyasha clamed some at his mother’s sent.
“Momma why is father give Sessh boo-boo? He hurt ‘My’ Sessh.” Inuyasha asked looking up at his mother with a tear stained face. A face that would cause any heart to melt and want to cry with the agony the young one was feeling.
How could she tell her son about his father’s needs? How could she tell her son that she could only protect her own son and not Sesshomaru? How could she tell her son she made a pack with the devil, her own mate, to save him. She had left Sesshomaru all this time to defend for him self so that her son would not be touched by the horrible beast.
She had sold her soul, mind, and her half son Sesshomaru to her mate in order to keep her soon safe. Would the Gods forgive her? Could she forgive herself? When Sesshomaru and Inuyasha grow older, would they forgive her?
‘No, they won’t’ She thought to her self.
‘But neither will forgive their father, for told by the Gods, before my death, their father the beast will meet his end at the hands of the one he ravishes.’