InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Time has Come ❯ Chapter 3

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The Time Has Come
Golden Foxfyre

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Chapter 3


Both lords sat in a well-lit study, table between them as they gazed at eachother. A map had been spread on the table between them, one that was clearly marked with villages, mountain ranges and sources of water. The paper was creased and worn, showing how long it had been in use.

"Lord Inutaisho, we have received reports from the northern areas of this land. Villagers have been seeing a dragon that is unknown to these parts; one that has been razing the fields to ashes. Recently, the miko of one of these villages tried to get rid of the beast, but was unable to. She had been fatally wounded. In the presence of the village elder and her heir, she told them that he is called Ryukotsuei." Mamoru pointed to the mountainous region near the village. "This is where he was last seen."

Inutaisho suppressed a growl; only a small amount of the sound escaped. "If a miko couldn't purify that dragon, then he's a very powerful beast. But why tell me this? You know I can't interfere with human villages. Only if I'm asked for help can I appear." He stood and walked over to the window. His golden eyes roved over the gardens, taking in lush greenery.

Sesshomaru was a grown demon now, fully trained to take over the lordship of the Western Lands. What he now had to do was train his second born. But with this threat looming, what could be done?

"I thought that you should know about this, Lord Inutaisho. Forewarned is forearmed." Mamoru declared as he folded the map and placed it in the pouch it had come from. He joined the demon lord at the window. Such peaceful scenes were hard to come by when one's village was more like an outpost than a home.

Inutaisho nodded. "You have much to do, Lord Mamoru. If this beast ever comes to your village, it would be best to have an evacuation plan." He clasped the man's shoulder in a gesture of camaraderie. With a polite bow, the human lord took his leave. The group of samurai marched off, metal clanking together and sparkling in the sun.

After watching them leave, Inutaisho turned to find his son. He followed the scent trail, which led him to a tree. His son was sitting on a high branch. "There you are. Come down, Inuyasha."

The silver-white haired pup landed in front of his father. "Nani, Otousan?" Young golden eyes gazed up at him happily.

The lord knelt in front of his son. "It's time to start your training. Come with me." He stood, taking his son by the hand and leading him to a secluded area. "Inuyasha, it's very important that you know how to defend yourself. Because of your heritage, youkai and mortal alike will try to kill you. My son, you'll have to be dangerous in your own right to keep your life." 'He has to know the truth. There won't always be someone around to protect him.'

Inuyasha's ears flattened and his eyes grew wide. He'd never known a day of hardship; yet his father was telling him that his life was in danger. "What do I do, Tousan?"

Relief flowed over Inutaisho. His pup had already taken the first step. He had accepted the danger instead of running from it. "Let's see how agile you are. Speed is an important part of the battle." He started throwing slow punches at his son.

The pup dodged every one of them, letting instinct and intuition guide his motion. As they progressed, the speed quickened until Inuyasha was dodging as fast as he could. They continued for half an hour, stopping when the pup was panting for breath. "I don't think I'll ever be that fast."

Golden eyes observed as Inuyasha caught his breath in a matter of minutes. "Speed comes with training, Inuyasha. You have plenty of speed for a pup your age. Just keep at it. Now, you have to figure out how to use your claws."

Inuyasha shifted his gaze to his claws. They were the best and most common weapon of the inu youkai as they took the least training to use. He curled his hand, nearly into a fist.

"Not like that. You'll snap off them off that way." Inutaisho curled his fingers into the correct position. "Look at my hand." The pup obediently gazed at his father's hand then attempted to mimic the position. "Good, hold it like that." The lord demonstrated the basic slash to his son.

Golden eyes observed his every move. The pup altered the position of his claws slightly then slashed the post set up for that purpose. He winced when they caught at an odd angle. Inuyasha banished the stiffness from his hands and tried again. This time there was no pain and the post was deeply scored. After a few more times, he started to get the hang of it and his instinct brought his body into the motion. Suddenly, the pup stumbled and fell. He rolled a few times, gathering leaves on his clothes then leapt back to his feet with a growl.

'Amazing. He's improving far more quickly than Sesshomaru did when it comes to their claws. That's most likely because Sesshomaru has venom in his claws and even a glancing blow could be deadly. Inuyasha has only his claws.' "That's enough, Inuyasha. You've been slashing that post for hours."

Indeed, the sun had shifted from late afternoon to mid evening during their training session. In a blur of silver and red, the pup leapt into his father's arms. A yawn escaped him, followed closely by his stomach growling.

"You'll have training every day. Remember this, Inuyasha. What you do long before a battle can influence its outcome." Inutaisho began walking to the great house while carrying his son.

Inuyasha cocked his head to one side inquisitively, accepting his father's decision. He was young and would learn as his brother had before him.