Full Description: In order to save the world and everyone in it, Sesshomaru sacrifices himself. The two monstrous, humanoid beings who'd tried to destroy the world took him away through a dark portal leading into another world. He was never seen again. The world soon accepted the crushing fact that he was likely dead, and everyone moved on. Now, a full century later, Kagome and Inuyasha begin to hear rumors of a powerful demon that appeared recently in Japan. Supposedly, there was a huge explosion of sorts just days before people started seeing them, whoever they are. When Kagome and Inuyasha go to investigate, the result is anything but what they'd expected.
IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes place AFTER the final act. I'm also changing some major details of the anime/manga to fit the story. First of all, Inuyasha and Sesshomaru have NEVER tried to kill each other, nor have they fought over Tetsusaiga. They still weren't allies originally, though. Kagome and Inuyasha are NOT in a romance. Sesshomaru ONLY carries Bakusaiga, and Jaken DOESN'T exist. Also, Sesshomaru doesn't have ANY markings whatsoever, and only wears the kimono, armor, and shoes from the show. That means NO fluffy thing and NO yellow sash. Also, Kagura and Kanna were brought back to life. Kikyo and Bankotsu as well. Kikyo and Kagome have no quarrel and Bankotsu is now a good guy. Lastly, Rin DOES exist (along with Ah-Un), but they were never traveling with Sesshomaru. If you don't like any of this, don't complain. The solution is simple: if you don't like it, don't read it.
One hundred years ago, something terrible happened. Something that no one likes to remember.
The existence of other portals (like my well) and thus the existence of other worlds had never really been considered, even after my time traveling experience. Such debates no longer mattered anyway on that day. There was no mistaking the fact that these other worlds did in fact exist. Worlds capable of supporting life.
I was with my friends the day it happened. Our group had grown considerably since the days of the Shikon Jewel and Naraku. Koga, Ayame, Hakkaku, Ginta, Kagura, Kanna, Rin, Ah-Un, Kikyo, Bankotsu, and Sesshomaru had all joined our group. Everyone was so happy then. Even Sesshomaru, who had so much unspoken pain buried away inside of him. Old wounds that would never get the chance to heal.
We were in a meadow that day. Shippo and Rin were playing tag together. It was a game I'd taught them. They'd wanted me to play with them, but I declined, since I was preparing lunch for everyone. Koga and Inuyasha were sparring a little farther off, shouting things at each other as they trained. Ayame was watching, wary that they'd end up hurting each other. Sango and Miroku were talking about what to name their first child, if they ever had one. Hakkaku and Ginta were dozing in the sunshine. Kagura and Bankotsu were sitting together having a pleasant conversation while Kanna picked flowers. Sesshomaru sat alone, watching the children playing. He seemed to be thinking about something, but there was no way for me to tell what.
I was just about to announce that lunch was ready when it happened. Dark clouds appeared in the sky, turning around in circles in the sky, almost as if a tornado was about to form. But there was no funnel cloud. It grew very dark. Very cold. A very sinister feeling crept up into my soul, and I shivered involuntarily. Everything seemed to stop then. The children stopped playing. Shippo ran over to me, since I was his mother, and Rin ran over to Sesshomaru, who'd saved her life several times before any us even knew she existed. He stood in front of her protectively, and I hugged Shippo close to my chest. Inyasha and the others unsheathed their weapons and moved closer together, hoping to ward off any possible attacks. That's when it happened.
A sinister lightning crackled in the sky. It struck the ground with so much force that the ground shook. Right were it struck, a glowing black ball appeared. It grew slowly, very slowly, until finally, a dark, menacing portal stood vertical at full height. An eight foot being could easily fit through it without having to duck.
We stared at it for endless moments, none of us believing what we were seeing. The only portal any of us had ever seen was the one in the Bone Eater's Well. None of us had ever guessed that more of the portals existed. They came out of it after what seemed an eternity. Two monstrous, humanoid beings that had the darkest auras I've ever felt. To this day, their evil has had no equal.
Nothing happened at first. The simply looked at us before turning and walking into the woods nearby. Many weeks later, we heard that a war had broken out between those two new beings and the demons of this world. Some humans had even joined the fight. We still don't know what triggered the war. All we knew was that our world was losing. Those beings could clone themselves, made exact replicas of themselves. Same strength, same intelligence, same everything. They were going to destroy the world. They said so themselves.
We weren't there when it happened. None of us know exactly what happened on the final day of the war. All we heard was that, in order to save the world and everyone in it, the one person I knew who had no reason whatsoever to want to save anyone surrendered himself. He sacrificed himself to save a world that had shown him nothing but pain and suffering. To save the lives of countless people who'd never wanted anything more than to see him dead.
That person was Sesshomaru.
They took him away, and he was never seen or heard from again.
That was a hundred years ago.
As much as it hurts, as much as I don't want to believe it, it's time for us to accept the truth.
He's dead. Gone. And nothing will ever change that.