DDN's, GMDDN's and IDDN's by r0o by sugar0o who lurks

IDDN ~ 8.8.10 - dark/rom./angst

Prompt: Honors~100

She stilled for only a moment as him murmur her name, “Kagome.”

He watched the struggling girl as his guards held her captive, wondering why she even fought. Many females wanted him, many more desired him, yet she saw nothing of the sort when she looked upon him, her eyes, so dark with anger they looked navy.

She should feel honors to be chosen as his breeder. After all she would be mother of the next heir. Yet she fought like a wild thing. He would have to break her to be able to mate her. Sesshomaru anticipated the challenge.

Prompt: Clean~100

Though somewhat amused the demon lord took little to heart, he had a deadline to deal with. The miko would have to be taken care of, and changed, before he could even start what needed to happen to bring about an heir.

The first level of business though was to have her washed from all the filth that she had run through to get away from him, not to mention the smell of Inuyasha on her person. That would have to be changed though, like right now.

“Have her cleaned. I don’t want to smell the stink of that hanyou.”

Prompt: Blood~100

It didn’t take demonic hearing to hear the caterwauling dark haired female‘s bellows. Yes, a wild thing was what she was now, but once this was all over he’d have his refined mate, and breeder, and there would be no one to stop him. Letting the drop of his blood flow, and adding it, the last ingredient to the potion his mother had made for him, he watched as it turned the correct color before making his way to the bath house that held his beast of a mate-to-be.

Sesshomaru couldn’t help but wonder beautiful of inuyoukai she would be.

Prompt: Air~100

Kagome struggled with them from the start, had bellowed in anger from the moment he had taken her away. The air had rushed from her lungs as his shoulder dug into her gut. It didn’t matter though, Inuyasha had done nothing because he was a beta, Sesshomaru’s beta.

Now she was faced with the situation of becoming his mate, simply because she was Alpha female, and he had none. Tided down to some kind of alter like some lamb for sacrifice, was how she was laid out when he finally came to her.

She could show him nothing but loathsomeness. 

 Prompt: Bow~137 (TOTALLY OVER >:p)

 He watched fascinated as her change began to take place. True to her wild nature the miko had nearly refused to take the potion, but it did not matter, he always won. Now he watched as her back bowed to the point in which he was certain her spine might crack from the tension as the spell in the potion took place.

There was a reason he had chosen her beyond the fact that she was an Alpha, as well as all her more then mothering qualities. Simply put, the spell took any available power source, any kind, and changed to be the kind the caster wanted.

Miko to demon in one drink. It was unfortunate that it was painful for her. But it was only the first step in breaking her will, and not her spirit. 

Prompt: Ribbon~104

Pain was all she knew, she didn’t understand what was happening, but ribbons of thought and instinct seemed to be re-writing the way her mind worked, the way she felt. She was not the girl that feel down the well but female, alpha, pack, more.

She didn’t understand it but it was there just as sure as she knew her name was Kagome. But what else did she know. Hardly anything, only that colors of silver and gold were not to be trusted. She opened up blurry eyes and looked out at the male before her. Her mind streamed Alpha, her heart screamed monster.

 Prompt: Glass~164 (TOTALLY OVER)

Kagome didn’t know how long she’d been here, months seemed to pass by, slowly her awareness that Alpha was monster was slipping, and being replaced by the simple fact that he was Alpha. Her hand rested on her swollen middle, where pups slept, as she held a glass filled with wine, lost in her thought.

Sesshomaru had only attempted to break her will no less then three times since that day he’d forced her change so many months ago, none had gone well and it was only his mother’s advise to drug her drink with small bits of his own blood that seemed to calm her and make her malleable into the female he wanted.

It was almost disheartening though that the female he was molding her into was not the female he had thought her to be when he had acquired her. Whether he knew it or not, he was breaking her and would seen make her unfixable if he did not relent.

Prompt: Light~111

Ignoring the slight pain in her middle, continuing with all things expected of her and her daily work until she felt light headedness take over. She didn’t see the frantic maids as they rushed to her aid, or hear their calls, and screams, nor did she feel the sonic rhythm of her mate’s fury filled roar as he scented her blood in the air.

Darkness took hold of her.

The pups were coming one way or another, if she had to die so that they could live, that was not their problem. They were creatures of instinct, and did not understand that they could not rip their way from her whom.

Prompt: Brush~119

Small whines were what she woke to, and delicately she brushed her hand over each small crown, scenting the new life, and feeling her own drain from her body. She did not need the midwife to tell her that today would be her last day, the look on Alpha’s face said it all. She wanted from her memory to hate him, but as she looked at each of the three small whining beautiful little faces, Kagome could not hate him. He had given her something to cherish even if the Kami were taking her away.

She would miss being there as they grew up.

The slight brush of Alpha’s lips against her temple were the last thing she felt.

Prompt: Control~220 (Blatantly ignored it)

The midwives had cleared out the pups, only the stale scent of her blood and death lay around him as he held on to his most precious mate. Over the time, he had begun to change to understand who she had been, moments would still pop up still as brash and daring as before he had changed her. They were few but they were worth more then gold.

His body shook as he held her dead weight in his arms, his mate, his miko, his Kagome.

His roar of mourning rattled the foundations of the hallowed halls of his home. He was a master of control but right now it was slipping, he, the Killing perfection, Had lost his mate, and Tensaiga did not cry out to save her. Belatedly he could feel the sting behind his eyes, as he came to the conclusion, that fate did not reward those who took her favored pawns. The miko had not been his for the taking, so take her they did from him.

His pups would grow without a mother, and his heart had died that day, what little he had left emotionally was spared only for his pups. The rest of the world could die in ashes for all he cared, for his life had died that day with his wife.