Opheliac by Inu-Twins

Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha. (disclaimer goes for the entire story)

Opheliac- (noun) an abnormal obsession [towards a person]

He had always found interest in her. The way she dressed, the way she stayed alive, the way she attracted danger, the way she survived his attacks. Dark ebony locks with those doe like eyes. A kindness that no one he had ever met she had it. She was a poison to him. It wasn't her actual smell that had drawn his attention, but that was about 25% of the reason. It was her courage to stand against him. The world's strongest demon of this era ever to exists. No one had ever stood up against after seeing his strength first hand. No matter how many times he tried to put her in her place, she continued to try and rise above him, but he wouldn't allow it. She wasn't as strong as him. She didn't have his grace. She couldn't even control her own powers in a stable environment. But not matter how many faults he could come up with, his eyes only saw her.

Turning his eyes to the now rising sun, he watched as a small butterfly fluttered it wings to take flight. He always saw his thoughts of her to be like a butterfly. Fragile, small, and with a very short life for what he wanted would never happen. He would never bring himself down to her level, but that never meant if she could bring herself to his he would turn her away. But, he didn't want what happened to the last female that tried that.

Sara, that was her name, had tried to gain his level by becoming a demon-well actually a half-demon-, but when she did that she had destroyed all hope of gaining his attention. To take the help and power from another, it was just beyond his standards. Yes, he had taken help from creatures lower then him, but that was different since he gained nothing nor did they.

Still watching the butterfly that had finally taken flight, his usual façade slip for a mere second to show his distress only to be put back into its place at the sound of his waken group. Eyes shifting back for a better view behind him. He once again saw another butterfly just like the one he was just thinking on sitting behind him.

Rin was the small girl's name. She was just like the other. The same dark tresses, the same kind nature, the same knack for danger, but unlike her Rin knew her place. It was a great relief to him. Two females with the same nature would have driven him wild and he was sure he wouldn't have been able to contain himself.

A dog demon could take only so much from un-submissive bitches before he lost control. Demons, even with superior powers, were just as bad as their animal counter part instincts when it came down to possessions, territory, and packs. And, just like any good Alpha with a submissive female, he treated Rin. Gave her everything he could think a female would want. He had found out long ago. A happy bitch meant less fights, less uprisings, and more comfortable nights.

It was a sad thing he couldn't get that last bitch in her place. She was the reason his younger brother was being so unruly then usual. She was the reason his pack had expanded. She was the reason for his entire night time disturbance. She was making him rethink his tactics on how to handle his pack. That was where the final straw had been pulled and the remainder of his will had been pushed. He would make her submit to him. He didn't know when, but he would die before she interfered any more with his way of controlling his pack.

Kit: I hope you like that little Prologue.

Wiz: It was horrible. -.-

Kit: Why so negative?