ANNIVERSARY! Today is my fandom anniversary, and I often mark the day by posting new stories or updates. My writing has come a long way since 2006. ::twinkle::
Author's Note: I have original stories underway, but my fondness for this fandom cannot be denied. This is another tale in snippets—chapters will be 100 words, no more, no less. Antsy for more? Visit ForthWrites dot com.
It's Just a Story: I write fandom tales for fun, and I fully intend to have some with this story. Let me assure you, I've seen the anime. I've read the manga. I know the difference between canon and fanon. When I say I'm diverging, I know when and where and how. Just go with it. It'll be okay.
Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this audacious adventure... especially for the one who can't get up. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.
Chapter 1: Fallen
Glazed eyes. Matted fur. Torn silk.
"S-sesshoumaru-sama?" Kagome crawled closer to the mangled figure. Something tickled at her knees, and she blanched. Thick, dark blood pooled outward. "Inuyasha! Inuyasha, I need help!"
Hurry... he's bleeding to death.
Pushing aside fear, she looked for a way to staunch the flow of blood.
Inuyasha was there a moment later. "Sh-shit. Did I kill the bastard?"
"Nooo," she moaned, wanting to deny it even though she wasn't sure. "No, this can't be right."
"You idiot," Inuyasha whispered, hovering over his half-brother. "Oi, Sesshoumaru! Why the hell didn't you get out of the way?"
Original Posting Date: February 23, 2018
Prompt: Hover, suggested by Sylv