Sesshomaru's POV
I sat with her small and delicate hands on my my temples and her vibrant silver eyes closed as she concentrated. My eyes involuntarily closed as well as though she had me under some kind of spell.
Luna was on her knees panting and bleeding everywhere. thousands of bodies of defeated demons lay around her in piles. "LET HER GO! I CAME LIKE YOU ASKED!" she screamed up at someone. Only then did I take my eyes from her and look in the direction she was. There stood Naraku holding a young girl who looked almost identical to Rin. The girl was crying and screaming for Luna's help. Luna's struggled to stand and eventually collapsed again. "Hm. No. I think I'll kill her." Naraku said and twisted the girls head from her body and threw it down to land in front of Luna. "YUKI!" Luna screamed with such heart wrenching despair it seemed to seep into my very soul.
The scene switched and seemed to fast forward. Luna lay in a dark room huddled in a corner, bleeding. She looked defeated and broken. It was saddening. Naraku walked in and caressed her cheek. "Ready, my pet?~" He said and lay her on the ground beneath him. She made no move as he had her way with her. She lay there crying silently. As he finished he stood and left her there crying
It fast forwarded again and she was screaming in pain as Naraku broke her leg. "Don't bleed on my floor again." He said and walked out leaving her there passed out and loosing blood.
My eyes fluttered open as she dropped her hands and collapsed into my chest, completely drained of energy. Silent tears still trickled down he face as I carried her back to camp. Her pain filled cries still echoing in my head. "I won't ever let him hurt you again. I swear." I whispered to her surprising myself with these feelings for her. They needed to be gone. And quickly.
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Sesshomaru X OC
FanfictionA story inspired by a one shot of mine Luna is a demon, although powerful, who was over come by Naraku and kept for years by him. Many horrible things happened to her by his hands and memories she'd rather forget but never can were created by him. A...