InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Ruins of Heaven ❯ Chapter Four ( Chapter 4 )

Tanis felt his jaw drop at Sesshomaru's confession. They were . . . demons? How was it even possible?

 

'They can't be,' his mind reasoned. 'The boy is far too nice to be any demon or demon spawn, and Sesshomaru . . . hasn't eaten any of us . . .'

 

'But it explains a lot,' another voice piped in. 'Their claws, their fangs . . . their behaviours . . . everything, really.'

 

'But it isn't possible. Demons don't exist anymore. Just like . . .'

 

'The Gods? The Gods exist. You know that they do. Just because they haven't shown themselves since the Cataclysm doesn't mean they don't exist. You know this. Besides, why would Sesshomaru lie about his heritage? He seems quite proud to be what he is.'

 

Tanis opened his mouth to speak but never got the chance. Above them, the sky darkened and a loud, earth-shattering screech filled the air . . .

 

* * *

 

“My Queen, we have located the boy. Our troops are retrieving him now.”

 

“What about his brother?” Talons tapped idly, irritably on a dark crimson surface.

 

“What about him?” came the cool reply. “He'll die right alongside the others. By the end of the day, the boy and the blue crystal staff will be ours. I guarantee it.”

 

* * *

 

“Sesshomaru!”

 

At the sound of his name, Sesshomaru looked around to see where his brother had gotten to. The boy had been told to take cover, not just by him but by Tanis and the other fighters in the group. It had been for Inuyasha's safety, especially since he was pretty much defenseless in a battle situation. However, that didn't mean that the enemy wouldn't be able to find him. There was something unusual about these winged creatures, something unusual . . . and yet oh-so-familiar. They practically wreaked of the stench of dragons.

 

'And if they're of draconic origin . . .'

His eyes widened as he saw a group of about ten of these creatures advancing upon his brother. The boy was surrounded and he looked about frantically for some way to escape. Had he been his true age, Sesshomaru knew that these creatures wouldn't frighten Inuyasha. As the loud and brash hanyou that he truly was, Inuyasha would have been hacking away at them with the Tetsusaiga. Hell, the Tetsusaiga would definitely have been extremely useful right about now and Sesshomaru knew it.

 

The creatures that had his brother surrounded were leering at him, their eyes glinting with malicious delight. Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed and, before he could even think of what to do next, he moved. With one swipe of Tokijin and a flick of his wrap, the creatures were down and Inuyasha safely in his arms. A low growl escaped him as he did so, a growl of warning. The creatures abandoned their fight with the humans to surround him, their weapons trained on him and the boy.

 

'So it's Inuyasha they're after. But why? Why do they want a half-breed?'

 

Sesshomaru wasn't so sure he wanted to find out. The whelp was the last thing he had of his father and he wasn't about to lose him. Not now. Not ever.

 

'Where did that come from?' he thought idly as Inuyasha slid to the ground then grabbed onto him for dear life. Sesshomaru raised his hand, his poison whip at the ready. He let out another warning growl, daring the creatures to come closer and take what was rightfully his. A strange cackling came from them and they sprang forward . . .