Kindred Spirits

The End of the Moonless Night

The night was still, the cries of the battlefield that of a distant past. As the corrupt Celestial Maiden, Shinimi gazed upon the Moonless sky,pleased at the blood which now clung to her fingertips. Blood she knew was well worth the sacrifice of this pitiful, godless realm these humans lived in. Continuing her journey through the lifeless forest with the instrument of her victory. The key to her crown lay in her crimson grasp. In the shape of an infant. A newborn whom was ripped from his mother's arms before even naming the poor lad. But it mattered not to Shinimi. Nor did it matter that she murdered her very own blood. Her sister in cold blood in order to gain this new power. Yet since the abduction of the child the boy remained forever silent.

Awake yes, his brilliant emerald orbs were as lovely as his mother's, yet within them flecks of amber could be seen within. Slowly beginning to take hold of both orbs dying them a startling gold hue. Shinimi gasped at the sight, her hands beginning to tremble as the child began to give off an immense amount demonic aura yet dancing side by side the aura was none other than hints of divinity giving off a soft luminecent silver glow. Such a concentration of power, and it all lay in Shinimi's hands. " My,my what a monster you are. And you will become my monster." Shinimi whispered to the gold eyed child, who's gaze never left hers.

They simply remained, fixated upon the woman before him, who's face grew familar to the nameless boy. With his tiny hands to lad placed them upon the woman's face, confusing the woman as on the La d's forehead a blue crescent moon appeared. Serving as a focal point for all the aura the infant waa carrying. As almost like a river flowing downstream, as was the same for the infant's power. But that was not all for the boy's gaze held purpose giving off quakes of his power from a mere gaze. Causing Shinimi herself to tremble at such force. Questioning if she could infact hame me such intensity. But her thoughts were interrupted by the sudden appearance in the distant.

For cloaked in the shadows of the moonless night, stood none other than the Great Dog Demon Sesshomaru himself. His amber eyes gleaming with the intent to kill forever etched within them. All the while tucked in the protection of his left arm was another infant. One that Shinimi had no idea was in existence. Peering down towards the silent amber eyed infant she held a wicked smirk appeared on her lips. A plan brewing within that twisted mind of hers. "My, my you mongrels sure are loyal arent you? Even if it is towards a lifeless corpse." Shinimi spat, laughter erupting within her as she spoke.

Her words only feeding the dark thoughts within the Demon Lord, az he released a low growl into the air. His yokai blood coursing through his veins with a vengeance. To destroy what had caused him harm. And in that moment it was Shinimi. Who's hands soaked in blood. The blood of Sesshomaru's beloved Shizuka. Who's smile will now forever be absent from his life, along with thwir children as well. Gritting his teeth Sesshomaru roared loudly in demonic aura oozing from his body twisting and turning around his body. Creating a mass which took the form of a raging dragon. From his demonic aura this creature took form, roaring loudly as it host did. Yet Sesshomaru held onto his daughter tightly, securing his safety all the while the little princess cooed and giggled. Almost as if she were unaware of the bloodshed or maybe perhaps she did not care.

"You missed quite abit mogrel, like Shizuka's cries of help! Oh how I loved hearing her sob before me. Choking on her own blood and begging me! Begging me to spare not her but her child." Shinimi began as she pulled a short wakizashi from her kimono and resting it against the silent boy in her arms. Upon noticing this Sesshomaru seemed to almost take flight charging towards Shinimi with such speed she couldn't even fathom. " Still your tongue!" Sesshomaru roared as his claws wrapped themselves around Shinimi's head, and with great force her threw her a great distance away. Knocking his son from her grasp, whom he had effortlessly caught in his right arm. Releasing a brief sigh of relief to have his children, his heirs safely in his arms.

The two infants gazed upon one another, the boy releasing his first giggle in the arms of his father. As the brother and sister intertwined their tiny fingers with one another. Their auras rippling, almost dancing among each other like a flurry before becoming less feverish. And became calm as a undisturbed stream. Sesshomaru gazed upon his children,feeling their very aura coursing through his veins beckoning him to end this. And Sesshomaru agreed, drawing Akumosai; Sesshomaru made his way to the recovering Shinimi whom gasped at the sight of the ragefilled Sesshomaru. "W-wait! Please!" Shinimi cried out as Sesshomaru prepared to strike the murderer down, not caring if infact she was a woman. She would taste steel tonight. " I will show you the same gratitude she showed my mate." Sesshomaru informed his words a sharp as knives. Stilling Shinimi with his cold words as he pressed the glimmering katana to her neck. Swallowing a lump in her throat,Shinimi held back a laugh. She should have expected much. After all the horrible things she had done. Maybe this was her repentance. Her one desire to hold that crown in her hands unattainable due to her own weakness.

Blinking away a single tear which rolled down her cheek,Shinimi stilled her beating heart. Surrenduring to her death by this yokai's hand. And with a single stroke of his blade Sesshomaru severed the head of the evil woman. Her glittering amber blood spewing upon Sesshomaru bathing him in an unearthly amber glow. Watching as her headless form tumbled to the earth Sesshomaru gritted his teeth, releasing a loud cry into the night air. He had believed that if he cut that vile woman down surely his heart would feel at ease. Yet even then Sesshomaru was still hollow. A mere shell of what he used to be before his love was forced from this world.

Slumping to his knees,Sesshomaru hugged his children whom in return seemed to give off a soft soothing aura that Sesshomaru greatly appreciated. But it did not change the fact that his beloved did not survive in night. And now he was forever alone without his guiding light to aid him in these dark times; and the land forever scarred from her absence.