Into the Past

So I had this crazy idea of what if Sesshomaru had a priestess companion also, and not just any priestess but the reincarnation of Midoriko. Well actually it started as what if Sesshomaru had the beads of subjugation like InuYasha and then it sort of built into this. Yes, I know many people say that Kikyo is the original reincarnation of Midoriko and then Kagome followed in suite. I just don't believe that. This story will intersect with the manga/anime later on but for now this story takes place while InuYasha is still attached to the tree. Anyway here is my story about how Sesshomaru learned to love a human woman.

Disclaimer: I do not own the manga/anime InuYasha by Rumiko Takahashi nor the characters. I do however, own my story and my OC Alisha.

"School is boring, friends are few, and sibling is annoying. That's what life seems like. Falling down a hole and ending up in Japan 500 years in the past, now there's a change of pace."

Alisha huffed as she walked through the forest. She was a young woman of 19. Her waist length dark brown hair flowed behind her as her matching dark brown eyes bore ahead. Alisha was pale skinned and dressed in a black t-shirt with a hand drawn monster on the front holding a plate of cookies. The shirt read 'Come to the dark side. We have cookies.' The woman also had on dark denim shorts and black sneakers.

She looked down at her left arm. On the side of her bicep there was a deep cut that went across the width of her arm. The blood was starting to clot but it still looked pretty bad. The wound would certainly scar and mar her skin for the rest of her life. Alisha continued walking, ignoring the injury for now. She did not care where she went, the woods were big but familiar. After all she was only behind her house a little ways and she needed to clear her head. If she did not there was a good chance she would return the favor tenfold to her sister.

'That little brat. I can't believe she cut my arm so badly, and with her nails! What an animal. She is lucky I made a promise to mom and dad not to physically harm her,' Alisha thought angrily.

A tentacle slithered up through the dead leaves that littered the ground and grabbed the young woman's ankle. She screamed and tried to cling to anything to keep her from getting closer to whatever it was. The creature with the tentacle was too strong for her and pulled her into a hole that was covered by the leaves and branches. She fell into the darkness shrieking and kicking her legs. She tried to grab onto anything, but it was like she was trying to take hold of water. Alisha hit the bottom hard. The tentacle was no longer on her, so she stood and looked around and then up to see if she could climb out. The top of the hole was only a foot above her head, but it felt like she had fallen so much farther.

Once Alisha was out of the hole, she could see that she was inside a large cave. In front of her was what looked like a statue of a woman being eaten by a very large demon with many lizard like heads. What was strange was that there was a hole where her heart should have been.

Alisha stepped closer to examine the statue more carefully, wanting a better look at the woman's face in the dim light. As she looked at it the demon began to move. One of its heads lurched forward and tried to take a bite out of the confused woman. She jumped out of the way just in time, but barely. If it attacked her again she would be done for. When she had jumped she ended up trapping herself against the wall and the part of the statue where the woman was. The demon rose and readied itself for another strike.

The woman closed her eyes, held her hands out in front of her, and hoped for the best. She did not want to die yet. The demon roared and attacked once more, but as it was just about to reach Alisha, a bright violet light shot from the palms of her hands and disintegrated the demon. The statue returned to normal when Alisha opened her eyes.

"What happened?" she asked out loud.

"I heard something in here. Hurry!" someone shouted in the distance, but it was not in English. This man was speaking Japanese which thanks to lessons at school, Alisha understood.

'This can't be good,' Alisha thought as torch light filled the chamber she was in.