Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or Kuroshitsuji.

Pairing

: Sebastian/Kagome

Summary

: He found her dying on a battlefield and in order to prevent her descent into hell she agrees to do his bidding and obey his every command. Unfortunately, demons are cruel creatures and Kagome has no idea what she's getting herself into.

Maleficent Descent
Chapter One: Quietus

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Contrary to popular belief - demons are created out of love rather than born of hate; love for all that is destruction and pain.

It was not something that the miko had been aware of. In fact, it was more of surprise when she found out that a demon and a youkai were completely different things all together. It was Sesshoumaru to one evening point out the difference when she had brought a brought a book on demonology to the feudal age and asked Sesshoumaru if youkai had originally come from hell. Sesshoumaru had cast her glance, golden eyes slanted in her direction and she could very much so read the incredulity in his expression. Even Inuyasha had scoffed.

"Miko - demons are not like youkai. Youkai are animal or elemental based beings. We are created from the very earth that we grace. Demons are beings born of fire and brimstone - they reek of sulfur; they are the root of evil created by Lucifer himself. They are malicious and they are there to cause pain. As a youkai, like ningen, we have a choice to be either good or evil; a demon has no such choice. They can be angels fallen from the heavens and cast to hell or they can be those that once lived and suffered some great injustice against them and descended to realm of fire where their souls are twisted beyond recognition." Sesshoumaru paused once, ensuring he had her attention before continuing. "Demons are to be eliminated on sight for they cultivate and devour souls and they are nothing but bearers of harm and bad omens."

"Sesshoumaru-sama, I am unsure how to tell the difference between the two. How will I know if I meet one?" Kagome asked softly, her cerulean eyes wide, curious, needing to know.

The taiyoukai tilted his head at her before narrowing his eyes in contemplation, "Because he will feel evil, truly evil. Naraku's aura will feel like a child's compared to that of a demons." With that said, Sesshoumaru turned away from the miko and continued his slow perusal of the camp and ensuring the little ones were safely tucked away a safe distance from the fire.

It was only when she was dying did she really find out what a demon was.

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Crimson painted her a grotesque picture but also a lovely one as she lay there dying. The battlefield had once been green but now it lay in a film of scarlet staining everything within seeing distance. Chunks of gore and body parts were strewn along the grass, some pieces still twitching. The acrid scent of cut bowels filled the air along with the sharp tang of coppery blood. The miko herself was drenched in blood that was both hers and not, staining her clothing, ripped and torn as it was. Her right arm was twisted in an angle that it definitely should not have been and her left thigh had a hole clean through it. Her stomach had been clawed at and her small intestine peaked through the soaked cloth. The right side of her face was black and blue where she had been hit by a backhand from a youkai that wanted her dead. The hit had knocked her clean off her feet and into a tree where she cracked open her head and a few ribs.

Now - she lay in wait, in pain, to die but she did not cry for in her undamaged hand/arm, the full Shikon no Tama lay. Her companions may be dead and she may be soon joining them but she'd be damned if she was going to wallow in this moment. They had done their best; they did what they sought to do. They completed the tama and they killed Naraku, nothing was to be said or done. Kagome coughed, blood slipping past her bloodless lips and her cerulean eyes were locked on the clear sky with puffy clouds moving gently in the breeze. Soon her eyes fluttered close as she felt the end descending upon her. Her hand tightened on the glowing sphere as her heartbeat sounded sloppily in her head.

Moments passed and she heard footsteps in the grass and she was too tired to open her eyes. She knew it wouldn't be long before lower level youkai had come to see what the scent of blood was about or a curious peasant passing by. She heard a faint tsking and with the tsking came a low chuckle, dark, seductive, and positively wicked. The footsteps stopped beside her and a shadow blocked out the sun that had been warming her cool body. Clothing rustled and a cool hand, colder than her dying body, caressed her cheek. Curiously, she forced herself to open her eyes only to meet pitiless, gleaming, cerise orbs, framed with ebony lashes. The smile curling his pale lips was both malevolent and provocative and then she felt it. Power rolled over her, harrowing and depraved.

The creature standing above her was clad in pure black. The shirt [if one could call it that] was little more than black straps of leather revealing enticing strips of pale flesh to her cerulean gaze and it wrapped around his torso all the way down to his arms where they stopped just above the wrist revealing, large hands and long fingers tipped with black, sharp claws. He did wear pants, tight, form fitting, not quite leather and yet not quite any other man made material either. It was also solid black but along the legs were silver buckles, five on each thigh, lining the front. There was also a solid gray belt around his waist, with a shiny silver buckle, more for show than anything because it was looped loosely and hung at a slight angle. There were also leather, heeled boots that stopped just below his knees that seemed to zip up on the side. From his back extended two, large, feathered wings darker then the moonless night itself. His hair was long, longer then hers, stopping at mid-rear, ebony in color, completely straight, long bangs falling gently into his silted pupil eyes and framing his face. From his head extended two obsidian horns, that curled upward and behind his head.

The male smiled once more, this time wider, revealing elongated canines and then he crouched beside her. When he spoke, he spoke softly but his tone was devious, the roll of his words seductive, a rumbling growl to edge of each syllable, "I sense your grief hidden by a tender charade of acceptance." The miko shivered lightly and he continued, "You will not go to heaven, little miko. You have fallen and fallen very, very far from grace. The number of youkai and ningen you have killed exceeds the number of the greatest."

Her voice was raw, hoarse from screams but her puzzlement shown clear through, "I have not killed many people." she whispered, voice cracking on each word.

The male shook his head at her and smiled indulgently like one would do a child, "No, silly child, you have killed thousands. The Shikon broke at your hands and the deaths of many belong to you and you alone. Hell has a special place for you." Cerulean eyes grew wide and tears managed to well within them but she paused and nodded her head in weary acceptance. The punishment was fitting. The man continued, "No, no, no. You do not have to take this lying down... I can save you. At the price you do as I bid and reject no command, you will live and atone for your crimes against man and youkai alike. All you have to say is 'yes' and salvation will be yours." She lay there contemplating as her heart began to slow and breathing became more and more difficult and the male tsked again. "Time is short - you have seconds to decide. Five... four... three... two... - "

"Yes."

The smile he gave was positively sinister and she realized then her choice may have been the wrong one, "You have made a lovely choice, little miko."

Her heart the stopped within her chest.

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'Gome Yuki:: Everyone seems to be loving Aching Darkness so I made a new one! Maleficent Descent may or may not have Ciel in it, I have yet to decide. The image of Sebastian is a combination of several different views and images I have seen on the internet as well as my own interpretation of what he may look like. Whereas in Aching Darkness Sebastian wants to corrupt her sexually and feed from her, we have NO clue why he would come to the miko dying as she was. Personally, I think it's going to be another corruption story but I'm not quite sure how we're going about it! Tell me what you think and if I should drop it now or continue it! I actually have no real base right now - just an idea swimming in my head. Aching Darknes will be updated tomorrow at the lastest! :3 If continued it will be told in snippets no more then a 1,500 words.