InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Hanyou Woman ❯ The Abby of the Forgotten ( Chapter 3 )

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The Abby of the Forgotten.


“Who are you dear” was the withered sounding voice talking to her in her half stupor of her awakening. When her eyes focused she immediately reached for the tub in which Leaha was laid in. Her hands moved around but found no moving or warm body nothing but folds of cloth. Her heard panic stricken made her eyes jerk to the bed and seen the horror that her hand had felt. An empty tub. Melinga Roared in rage and started to transform into her more demonic self when all the sudden all she seen was a bright light and she could not move at all. Stuck in her woman form scared, angered, but not the less paralyzed. “ Calm your self woman” was the gentle voice talking yet again Melinga turned her eyes to look at the attacker and baby stealer and seen not a face of evil and malice but a gentle, slightly wrinkled face of an olden woman. The woman wore a priestess robe of white with a blood red cloak over the top with a Celtic knot broach made of gold and emerald. Hair of white which was tied in a braid that rain down her back to her waist. In her hand she held a staff made from oak that had been oiled and at the top had the same Celtic knot on top but what was most queer about this woman who looked so beautiful, even in her aged for she was one of the few that aged well, her irises of her eyes were blue. Melinga knew at that moment that the olden woman was blind. “Well” the woman said “ have you finished being angry or shall I keep you bound longer” “where is my daughter” she retorted sharply “ and I will tell you if I am through with my rage.” “Your daughter is safe and healthy and I believe she will want her mother soon for her feeding. She is inside with the others my underlings and they are tending to her as we speak and if you my dear will come out of your rage I can take you to her faster.” Melinga eyed her for a minute and decided it would be best to follow for the sake of her daughter and reply “very well but no tricks. You hear me and my daughter better be fine or you shall feel the ends of my teeth.” “ I might be blind dear but I can hear perfectly fine so you don’t have to shout so loud. Now if you will follow me.” The olden woman turned and started to walk away and Melinga found herself able to move yet again. She fell in behind the woman and followed her away from her make shift shelter into the temple mansion. She would have put more time into looking at her surroundings but the only thing she wanted at that moment was her daughter and that had her complete attention. They past through the massive oak doors and into a larger room which seemed to be where meetings or something of the like held there. When they reached the back of the room they entered into yet another large room but this room was more homely. Inside there were sitting places and cushions small tables and along the walls where lamps being put out by a younger woman who looked in her teens but was missing an arm. She wore the same type of robes but they were dirty grey color as to say she had not yet achieved the status of the woman she was following. The room itself branched off into many other rooms which contents where hidden by there doors but each had an odd symbol burned into the center.



There was also several stairs heading to different places above them. They walked up one and into yet another room it wasn’t as large as the ones that she had past through but even more homely as the one below. The strangest thing that she has seen was the large trunk of a tree that was jutting through the middle of the room. There was paper charms of many kinds hanging from the tree from charms of good luck to the ones of future love and happiness. Melinga thought to herself a moment and wondered where the tree began and ended since she had neither seen the leaves above nor the base below. The woman stopped in this room and made a gesture for Melinga to sit on one of the down pillows which looked as if it were big enough to be a bed for two full grown men it was crimson red with a black seam with black floral patterns sewn into it. Melinga knew it was done with love and compassion from the heart. She obeyed the woman thinking better if she hadn’t would she ever get Leaha back into her arms. She felt no harm or evil from the woman or the place just peace, nurturing, and love. She sat on the over stuffed over sized pillow and when she did a mist of something purple came out of the pillow. “Lavender and something else ” was Melinga’s last thought till she feel into a dreamless but restful sleep.

Konre moved uneasily on his throne. His masculine body moved graceful enough but his joints were beginning to get the better of him on his cold morning. His yellow eyes looked hazed over as if he was looking into the past. He knew that his beloved body wouldn’t last much longer not with out Melinga there to give him her energy. He looked down at the silver amulet he wore upon his chest with her blood inside a crystal vial in the middle of the amulet. He watched it swirl around and seen its light fading slowly but never the less fading. He rose off his throne stretched a little and moved his long white hair behind him. He walked to a window to look at the colorful streaks decorating the soon to be morning sky. He moved away from the window and walked to his bedroom. His heavy metal shoes made a resounding metal clang on the hollow hallway. He entered his room and called a servant to come and prepare him for sleep. The servant came dresses in rags and the smell of death upon her. She like him was dead in body but her soul stilled remained inside the decaying flesh they use to be alive he thought but that was until I couldn’t trust the living anymore. She had a similar amulet on but not as flashy and inside the vial was his blood and her soul biding her to him for as long as he wanted her to live. Melinga had done this to him but nether had control over the other since it was done for love and not control. “If only it was” he thought to himself “ I would still have her here” the girl undressed him as he gave him self over to her. He was standing in front of a mirror and looked upon his nude body. Tan and ripped he was now he had the same muscle and the tan but his body looked translucent in the first mornings light. He looked at his body black hair covered him in all the needed places he remembered that Melinga use to say he looked like a bear with all the hair all over him he smiled at this but for a little while and continued to look at him self. His long hair was white looking odd compared to his black hair over his body. He wasn’t for sure why his hair was white and the rest of him black but that was the way it had always been he had thought of dyeing it a few times but it made him look beautiful being against his tan skin so he didn’t bother. He then looked to his member as the girl was going about her business getting his bed robes from a chest in the other room. “What it would be like to feel the warmth of a woman again.” he thought to himself. “Its been so long even Melinga wouldn’t touch me not after she had my seed in her she even slept in her own chambers and tried her best to avoid him after she had found out his plan for the baby she ran when she got her chance but he would get her back and the child to “ at least the child. Melinga is expendable now when I have something of my own blood and flesh she is no needed once I join my life force to the child.” His mind when to the night that Leaha was conceived he thought of how Melinga looked that night. Her body was in a robe who’s fabric was so sheer you could see every part of her milky body underneath. Her sex was shaved and her nipples were hard and pink underneath the beautiful robe which seemed to look like see through silver. Her white hair flowed with its natural curls down around her body and her tail by her side she was beautiful she seemed a goddess. Her eyes blue and her lips red as roses full. Her breast firm and full. That night he took her and gave her the child. She was beautiful he was filled with her life. His thoughts of her filled his mind and filled something else also he looked down at his member and it was erect. Then he was mad at him self for giving in to those foolish memories of a wench that had ran away from him and took there child but even as he thought of these things it made no effect on the erection that he now possessed. His balls began to drawl up and hurt him even more when he tried to calm himself it was of no use he would have to relieve himself some how and being a demon ruler he was below such things as masturbation. Just then the woman entered the chamber with his bed clothes. She wasn’t no compare to Melinga’s beauty more her womanliness. She hadn’t bloomed yet into a woman when he had killed her and made her one of his dead servants. He looked at her with a crooked smile and slapped her across the face with his back hand. She fell to the floor but her eyes nor her face never changed expression. He jumped upon her and ripped away her clothing and entered her roughly. She had no warmth like a live woman nor was she wet. She neither moved or tried to get away she laid there even as he was thrusting harder and harder into her. Finally the moment of pleasure erupted from Konre and he stood up his member still hard and dripping his seed upon the floor he walked over to a basin and washed himself. “Girl...clean your self up and clean this mess up and cover yourself and begone out of my site” she rose off the floor and grabbed the robe from the floor where it laid and made her way over to him he took it and wrapped himself in it. “ go and begone you wench I don’t ever want to look upon you again make yourself scarce.” She left the room and he went to his bed and laid there. Thinking about what he had just done. “ I have done it before like that but only she was alive and more fun” he cracked a smile “that was before I had meet Melly before she gave me her heart and body just for love.” He closed his eyes just as the sunlight started to lighten the room as best as it could through the dark curtains. There he laid in a world somewhere between the dream world and the real planing to get what he wanted and getting the life he had back.

Melinga woke up to see several pairs of eyes staring at her wildly. Her vision was a little blurry from the fragrance of the pillow. She blinked a few times to clear her eyes. The pain of her breast hit her then she bit her lip in agony. She looked down to see her breast were swollen and red tears began to stream down her face. Her thoughts came back to her she had be a little addled brained from the perfume of the cushion. What brought her to herself was the sharp cry of hunger from her little baby Leaha. She still couldn’t move and she seen the olden woman bringing a small crying bundle to her “ Ah finally my dear you have awoken” the woman said with a smile of relief on her face. “ I didn’t think that the cushion would be so powerful the perfume had lingered in its down for years. I should have been smarter and thought of that but I wasn’t and for that I am sorry for my ignorance” She leaned over the pillow and handed Leaha into her arms where she began to squirm more vigorously trying to get into her mothers make shift dress. Melinga let down her right side and let her daughter feed she felt the rush of relief the let down reflex created and her other bosom began to leak she clamped down on the nipple with her fingers then switched to the other one with care.
Leaha now sleeping in her arms and both breast emptied she covered her child up and held her. She looked at the women around her and noticed something. “They all are disfigured.” she thought as she looked at each of them with an observing eye. “What is this place. I don’t understand this is so strange...so strange.” Just then the olden woman shooed all the woman out “ go on dears I’m sure that you have duties to tend to. Go on.” When they all gone she looked to Melinga. “ well dear so might as well get into introductions. I was hoping to do this sooner but the perfume and all. You slept till the morning it has been almost a day since you laid on this pillow. Again I’m sorry for the ignorance. Well then anyway onto subject I am Tralanie Mestetko and this.” she waved her hand into the air about her “this is the Abby of the Forgotten. You can call me Mother every one else here does because to most I am there mother. The woman here as you seen all have disfigurements that is why were are the Forgotten.” Melinga looked around in bewilderment “ I can see the use of this place but I don’t understand where do they all come from don’t they have some family somewhere that will care for them?” “That dear is the problem there family sees them as curses to there tree. They know that misshapen daughters will not bring forth good suitors and therefore will end up third or forth wives of an abusive husband and some will become slaves sold at the market. Maybe to pay taxes no dear this is the best that the mothers could hope for here they receive teaching and training on how to over come there difficulties. Then when they can survive on there own they travel out into the world and become different things for instance a deaf woman who can drawl very well might become a court artist to drawl the people she sees but they will not fear her since she cannot over hear there conversations. A blind woman who can smell very well could become a sniffer of poison in food and drink for a lord yet, these woman could also not do so well but they know there way here and they will always have homes.” “ I see my lady that you are very kind hearted to take in these woman who are in need but I ask of you where do you get the food to take in these woman and there clothes I can see that they are in need of repairs some I would say needed new ones altogether.” “Please I ask you call me mother I have become rather accustomed to hearing it and im afraid if you call me anything else I might not pay attention to you” she laughed warmly “as you wish... Mother” “ Now dear that is where all of our problems lay Im sure that you seen the shape of our fields and our groves on the way here. I’m sure that you could smell the rot. Well it seems that we have our selves in a bit of trouble. There has been a demon lurking on our land I have tried to get rid of it but sadly it seems that it is to strong and I am to weak to hold against it. That is what I ask of you in return I will give you shelter, food, clothing, and anything else you need please lady help us.” Melinga looked down to the sleeping Leaha. “ My dear that is the main reason we need your help.” Melinga looked up in confusion. “See the woman are just ones that have grown up here it is the babes in there cradles that I fear the worst for since they cannot walk or should I say run. See dear its taking all my strength just to hold a barrier around this place and anything meaning harm to use cannot pass but its weakening and soon maybe less than a month the barrier will be gone. That is what that thing is going its waiting out the storm so to say.” “Yes I see why you need my help but im not a demon slayer and I cannot guarantee you anything and I could die in the process and....” she looked down a Leaha. “Yes I know I know but dear I beg of you being a mother yourself you see my need to protect my young regardless if they are my own blood they are dear to me.” “Yes...yes I know give me a day to think about it and see what you are about let me think lady mother let me think..” “Alright dear one you will have your day.” lady mother began to walk toward the door when she reached it she turned and looked toward Melinga. “Dear I believe in all of our seriousness you happened to forget to say your name.” “No lady mother I didn’t forget but I will tell you this much. You will know my name if I come to trust you then and only then.” “Yes I see dear names like yours would be a thing of power that would not be best to throw around very well then dear very well.” “I just hope your daughter will have her mothers stubbornness just as well as she has your beauty.” she chuckled lightly and Melinga smiled “ I fear lady mother that you are just as stubborn as me maybe more so.” “Yes it seems that you are correct again” She shut the door and was laughing warmly while doing so. Leaha whimpered a little in her sleep and curled in closer to her mothers body. Melinga smiled warmly and enjoyed the few moments that she could hold her daughter in peace and pure happiness.