The Rescued One by kitsuna

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The Rescued One

By: Caryl Dussault

"AHHhhhh....." the demon's dying cry echoed in the hollow halls of the dreary castle. A figure mercilessly tramps across the lifeless bodies scattered across the floor, their blood painting the walls. The figures intense eyes reddened with suppressed rage as a deep pitted growl admitted from his throat. 'How dare he!' Sesshomaru thought darkly, 'His blood will surely spill for this!' He continued his march through the dark halls, following the scent of his small ward, his daughter, who had been viciously taken from him. He closed his eyes and lifted his nose to the air. Her scent was there, but barely. It mingled with another strangely familiar scent, one of jasmines. Deeper and deeper he penetrated the hive of seated evil the scent becoming stronger and more putrid as sickness and blood was evident in the air. Beneath is control features, fear for Rin crept into his being, 'please, don't let her be hurt!' he pleaded with himself. Finally he reached the door where the scent was strongest. He threw open the door and was overwhelmed by the stench. Once his eyes stopped watering they opened in mute shock at the scene that lay before. The walls were dashed back and forth with blood. Three demons' bodies lie crumbled on the floor. In the center of the room there laid a bloody table where a struggling and injured form laid strapped to the table. Her cloths were almost nothing more then rags revealing the deep gashes across her body. Her raged breathing was thunderous to his ears. Her ribs were clearly showing from a lack of nutrients. He stared unbeliving as a pair of painstrikened, dark eyes opened and looked unseeingly towards him. He was awakened from his momentary lapse as her body trembled from the fresh cooled air that enter the room brushing against her obviously fevered body. He had never imagined or even wished such cruelty to a human, demon, or half-demon. A new layer of hatred for the one who did this filled him. Another scent pasted by his nose and he gasped with recognition. "Rin" he thought aloud. The faint scent lingered on the girl before him. "Where is she?"

TBC....