InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Hidden Keys ❯ chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: phoenix_darkness 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.16.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 224 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.16.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 224 | Status: Work In Progress
ATHOURS NOTE: I really have nothing to say, but i hope you enjoy the story.
Rating: for the time being it will be rated ' T ' or ' PG13 '...future limes an lemons might appear.
Genre: action/adventure/romance/historical/fantasy/drama/humor/suspence...wow allot of things...I will live up to it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Takahashi work...meaning I don't own inuyasha...I also do not own Mr. Dan browns work or have any say in what is religion. One more thing. If anything Harry potterish appears in this story...I do not own that either along with any music that is going to be used.
Writing a summery can be one of the hardest parts of telling the story. Shame on me fore I have no summery. I do, however, have a small snippet from the story…’ her sons fate had been sign, sealed and delivered even before he was born. There were no if and or buts about it. "Your son will be our dear and unfortunate successors, he will be the holder of the document" the three children before her spoke. She closed her eyes and cried. She wished this fate on no one she knew, yet her son had been bestowed this awful fate. Opening up her weary golden orbs, she was meeting by emptiness of the area. Standing quickly she rushed off to her mates library. He was the father and had a right to know what his son had gotten into even before he was born.
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Chapter 2: Faye of Mac Beth
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'Mother why did you have to lie to me, it was not as if I was gonna go somewhere?' a young woman in her late teens wondered. Her eyes were blood shot red as the tears fell faster from her puffy ocean eyes. Her hair was swishing silently back and fourth in the wind as the breeze came in. Her trembling hands grasped the cast iron railing in front of her to steady her trembling form.
She sunk to her knees as she thought over what she had just heard not 5 minutes ago. She wished her damn curiosity never had gotten the best of her. Oh, she wished she could go back to being the normal little princess. She knew she could not anymore. Not after all what she heard.
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(Flash Back)
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A woman who looked to be in her late forty’s with almond brown eyes and black hair with a few gray strands stood in front of her husband. Her husband and older man build with a heavy set with piercing green eyes and white hair. His normally gleeful eyes were dark and narrowed as he thought while he sat in his chair. His wife was near the brink of tears before his calm and gentle voice swept over her ears.
"my dear...there is nothing we can do" he spoke quietly to her
"she is out baby, I will not let her go, I will not," the woman yelled in a mad fit, her husband rose from his seat taking her into his arms
"I know this is something that you, hell we don't want, but it must be done, she is not our child Rose, and she is not ours" he spoke
"she is ours, we raised her, we feed her, clothed her, gave her an education, everything damn it" she yelled into his chest
"I’m sorry I really am but she has meet her own fate, we've both know since day one she was not one of us, she was special and different" he spoke
"Matthew...why?" Rose whispered
"she wasn't meant to live, her path was chosen long before ours, we can prevent what will happen, but she will have to go," he whispered
"I would rather meet the fate that the gods have sent us than have her die,” Rose yelled pulling away from her husband.
"ROSE" Matthew, yelled after his running wife. He ran. He ran after his lover not seeing the ocean orbs of his daughter.
'why? '
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(End Flashback)
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Her mind was spinning in different direction. Her body was ridged and numb with hatred towards her STEP-father and mother. Who was she? She wanted to know who she was. She wanted to know desperately. If she was not Rosalind Mc Faye then who in the bloody hell was she. Swept into her own thoughts she did not notice the wondering eyes of a man who was watching her. His almond eyes looked on in wonder and compassion at the crying woman.
So caught up in her tears in fact she did not notice said man come up behind her. She did, however, notice when his arms wrapped around her trembling form. She jumped in fright, but settle down when she felt gentle strokes meet her back. She leaned into the figure not sure of what to do.
"What has cause suck a woman of your stature to weep so?" a gentle voice asked
She did not reply to his question, but he didn't leave and he didn't pressure her into an answer. She had no clue about what was going on. She had no feeling what so ever. She was completely numb from the inside out. Something in her head snapped as the feeling registered with her. She wrenched herself free from the gentle stranger and rose to her feet. Sot even saying a word of some sort she was off in a mad dash inside her room.
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(Current Time)
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" Faye what are you thinking about" the voice of a gentle man asked
"About the first time we meet" she replied
"Do you have any regrets?" he asked while running his hand threw her silky hair
"No, why do you still call me Faye?" the woman question raising her head from the mans lap to look at him better
"Because...I know you don't like your real name," he responded back looking her in the eye with a slight smile
"That indeed I don't," she said lying back down.
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(Back to the past)
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As she dashed into her, a silvery glint caught her eye. Coming to a stop, she looked over to her balcony to see the man gone, but in his place, a piece of silver paper and what looked to be a flower of some sort. Turning back an walking out of the room back on the balcony she picked up the paper and flower.
'Tulips...how does he know these are my favorites?' she wondered as she open the letter
'I know of what will happen, meet me by the stables tonight, pack lightly.
- J, ' she read in her mind
'What will happen?' she thought.
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(Later on)
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Bloo d.
There was nothing but blood as a figure stood over thier unrecognizable faces. Gash and slices were imbedded deeply into thier faces. They looked as if they did not even have the chance to sit up and scream. Ordinary kitchen knifes stuck out of thier chest. Ironically, thier hearts still beat on as their eyes are wrenched tightly shut. Hand in hand the two loves die. The two loves die by thier own off spring.
What had she done? Her mind was spiraling out of control as she saw the blood on her pale palms. She was in her bathing room. Cleansing her body of the blood it accumulated with each flick of her wrist. The blood splashing on the walls and her form. Her eyes the most. The silent screams of pain filled her ears. She was in a daze and did not know what to do. Then she remembered it. The note. The little note from the stranger.
'I will have to go; I can no longer stay here’
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(Stables)
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Runn ing with a light little tote, she ran into the stables. Her black and white dress trailing behind her form. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she heard the horns being sounded. Closing the door behind her, she walked into the dark building. The horses were in an uproar as they stomped the wood and dirt floor. They snorted with discomfort. Walking into the building, a little more until she reached a spot where moonlight was shining down threw cracks in the stable. She was about to call out, but she felt hands grasp her shoulders. She took an inhale of breath and nearly screamed, but willed herself not too as she turned around.
"I see you've come, please come with me it is not safe here for you any longer" the man said
"Who are you?” she asked
"A friend, what is your name?" the man asked
"Rox...Faye...my name is Faye" the newly named woman spoke
"Faye what a lovely name, come with, with hast, the guards are looking for you" the man spoke leading her to a stable.
Upon entrance to the stable, she noted that the man was somewhat tall and had broad shoulders. His hair was longer than what males were sapost to have as it stopped at his shoulder. Some of his brown locks were braided the rest were curly she noted. When he turned around she also noticed the stubble around his mouth and chin. 'A beard ' she thought surprised.
" come with, you can not stay here any longer, Faye " the man spoke extending his hands out to her, his sleeve rolling up his arm a little to show some muscle. All Faye could do was nod her head. Taking his hand he moved her on the black stallion first, then himself. Minding her being frighten he wrapped his arms around her to take the reigns. Kicking the horse slightly they were off.
The horse galloped faster with much haste as they ran down the mountainside. The castle in the back. She dared not looked back and he was glad for her she didn't. He knew of her fate. He knew what would happen up until now. It was his purpose to keep her alive. She was an important person now. Even thought it did not look to be, he knew it to be. He was man with many secrets. Some secrets need to be passed down to some one. This was how this woman was going to become important. She was going to have a hard life with these forbidden knowledge, but he would be there. Even if something should happen to him, even in death he would be there.
"kind sir what is you name" Faye asked as they rode father and father away from what she knew to be home.
"for now you can call me…” his voice was met with death ears as the days work put her into a deep slumber. The man slowed the horse to a simple trot as he cradled the woman in his arms.
'fear not fair maiden I will not let anything happen to you’
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END CHAPTER
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I know you’re like...' what…? who is that person and is Faye Rosalind or is Faye, Faye' well I can only tell you one thing...this story is very twisted.
Ja ne
Rating: for the time being it will be rated ' T ' or ' PG13 '...future limes an lemons might appear.
Genre: action/adventure/romance/historical/fantasy/drama/humor/suspence...wow allot of things...I will live up to it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Takahashi work...meaning I don't own inuyasha...I also do not own Mr. Dan browns work or have any say in what is religion. One more thing. If anything Harry potterish appears in this story...I do not own that either along with any music that is going to be used.
Writing a summery can be one of the hardest parts of telling the story. Shame on me fore I have no summery. I do, however, have a small snippet from the story…’ her sons fate had been sign, sealed and delivered even before he was born. There were no if and or buts about it. "Your son will be our dear and unfortunate successors, he will be the holder of the document" the three children before her spoke. She closed her eyes and cried. She wished this fate on no one she knew, yet her son had been bestowed this awful fate. Opening up her weary golden orbs, she was meeting by emptiness of the area. Standing quickly she rushed off to her mates library. He was the father and had a right to know what his son had gotten into even before he was born.
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Chapter 2: Faye of Mac Beth
__________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________
'Mother why did you have to lie to me, it was not as if I was gonna go somewhere?' a young woman in her late teens wondered. Her eyes were blood shot red as the tears fell faster from her puffy ocean eyes. Her hair was swishing silently back and fourth in the wind as the breeze came in. Her trembling hands grasped the cast iron railing in front of her to steady her trembling form.
She sunk to her knees as she thought over what she had just heard not 5 minutes ago. She wished her damn curiosity never had gotten the best of her. Oh, she wished she could go back to being the normal little princess. She knew she could not anymore. Not after all what she heard.
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(Flash Back)
___________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________________________________________
A woman who looked to be in her late forty’s with almond brown eyes and black hair with a few gray strands stood in front of her husband. Her husband and older man build with a heavy set with piercing green eyes and white hair. His normally gleeful eyes were dark and narrowed as he thought while he sat in his chair. His wife was near the brink of tears before his calm and gentle voice swept over her ears.
"my dear...there is nothing we can do" he spoke quietly to her
"she is out baby, I will not let her go, I will not," the woman yelled in a mad fit, her husband rose from his seat taking her into his arms
"I know this is something that you, hell we don't want, but it must be done, she is not our child Rose, and she is not ours" he spoke
"she is ours, we raised her, we feed her, clothed her, gave her an education, everything damn it" she yelled into his chest
"I’m sorry I really am but she has meet her own fate, we've both know since day one she was not one of us, she was special and different" he spoke
"Matthew...why?" Rose whispered
"she wasn't meant to live, her path was chosen long before ours, we can prevent what will happen, but she will have to go," he whispered
"I would rather meet the fate that the gods have sent us than have her die,” Rose yelled pulling away from her husband.
"ROSE" Matthew, yelled after his running wife. He ran. He ran after his lover not seeing the ocean orbs of his daughter.
'why? '
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(End Flashback)
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Her mind was spinning in different direction. Her body was ridged and numb with hatred towards her STEP-father and mother. Who was she? She wanted to know who she was. She wanted to know desperately. If she was not Rosalind Mc Faye then who in the bloody hell was she. Swept into her own thoughts she did not notice the wondering eyes of a man who was watching her. His almond eyes looked on in wonder and compassion at the crying woman.
So caught up in her tears in fact she did not notice said man come up behind her. She did, however, notice when his arms wrapped around her trembling form. She jumped in fright, but settle down when she felt gentle strokes meet her back. She leaned into the figure not sure of what to do.
"What has cause suck a woman of your stature to weep so?" a gentle voice asked
She did not reply to his question, but he didn't leave and he didn't pressure her into an answer. She had no clue about what was going on. She had no feeling what so ever. She was completely numb from the inside out. Something in her head snapped as the feeling registered with her. She wrenched herself free from the gentle stranger and rose to her feet. Sot even saying a word of some sort she was off in a mad dash inside her room.
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(Current Time)
___________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________________________________________
" Faye what are you thinking about" the voice of a gentle man asked
"About the first time we meet" she replied
"Do you have any regrets?" he asked while running his hand threw her silky hair
"No, why do you still call me Faye?" the woman question raising her head from the mans lap to look at him better
"Because...I know you don't like your real name," he responded back looking her in the eye with a slight smile
"That indeed I don't," she said lying back down.
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(Back to the past)
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As she dashed into her, a silvery glint caught her eye. Coming to a stop, she looked over to her balcony to see the man gone, but in his place, a piece of silver paper and what looked to be a flower of some sort. Turning back an walking out of the room back on the balcony she picked up the paper and flower.
'Tulips...how does he know these are my favorites?' she wondered as she open the letter
'I know of what will happen, meet me by the stables tonight, pack lightly.
- J, ' she read in her mind
'What will happen?' she thought.
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(Later on)
___________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________________________________________
Bloo d.
There was nothing but blood as a figure stood over thier unrecognizable faces. Gash and slices were imbedded deeply into thier faces. They looked as if they did not even have the chance to sit up and scream. Ordinary kitchen knifes stuck out of thier chest. Ironically, thier hearts still beat on as their eyes are wrenched tightly shut. Hand in hand the two loves die. The two loves die by thier own off spring.
What had she done? Her mind was spiraling out of control as she saw the blood on her pale palms. She was in her bathing room. Cleansing her body of the blood it accumulated with each flick of her wrist. The blood splashing on the walls and her form. Her eyes the most. The silent screams of pain filled her ears. She was in a daze and did not know what to do. Then she remembered it. The note. The little note from the stranger.
'I will have to go; I can no longer stay here’
___________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________ _______
(Stables)
___________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________________________________________
Runn ing with a light little tote, she ran into the stables. Her black and white dress trailing behind her form. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she heard the horns being sounded. Closing the door behind her, she walked into the dark building. The horses were in an uproar as they stomped the wood and dirt floor. They snorted with discomfort. Walking into the building, a little more until she reached a spot where moonlight was shining down threw cracks in the stable. She was about to call out, but she felt hands grasp her shoulders. She took an inhale of breath and nearly screamed, but willed herself not too as she turned around.
"I see you've come, please come with me it is not safe here for you any longer" the man said
"Who are you?” she asked
"A friend, what is your name?" the man asked
"Rox...Faye...my name is Faye" the newly named woman spoke
"Faye what a lovely name, come with, with hast, the guards are looking for you" the man spoke leading her to a stable.
Upon entrance to the stable, she noted that the man was somewhat tall and had broad shoulders. His hair was longer than what males were sapost to have as it stopped at his shoulder. Some of his brown locks were braided the rest were curly she noted. When he turned around she also noticed the stubble around his mouth and chin. 'A beard ' she thought surprised.
" come with, you can not stay here any longer, Faye " the man spoke extending his hands out to her, his sleeve rolling up his arm a little to show some muscle. All Faye could do was nod her head. Taking his hand he moved her on the black stallion first, then himself. Minding her being frighten he wrapped his arms around her to take the reigns. Kicking the horse slightly they were off.
The horse galloped faster with much haste as they ran down the mountainside. The castle in the back. She dared not looked back and he was glad for her she didn't. He knew of her fate. He knew what would happen up until now. It was his purpose to keep her alive. She was an important person now. Even thought it did not look to be, he knew it to be. He was man with many secrets. Some secrets need to be passed down to some one. This was how this woman was going to become important. She was going to have a hard life with these forbidden knowledge, but he would be there. Even if something should happen to him, even in death he would be there.
"kind sir what is you name" Faye asked as they rode father and father away from what she knew to be home.
"for now you can call me…” his voice was met with death ears as the days work put her into a deep slumber. The man slowed the horse to a simple trot as he cradled the woman in his arms.
'fear not fair maiden I will not let anything happen to you’
_________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________ _________
END CHAPTER
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I know you’re like...' what…? who is that person and is Faye Rosalind or is Faye, Faye' well I can only tell you one thing...this story is very twisted.
Ja ne