InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ After the Battle ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 1 )

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Prologue

It was over. The fight with Naraku had been hard and she was the only one left, pretty much everyone else had died shortly after. Inuyasha was still around, but he was with Kikyo and the cold miko hadn’t wanted any other girls around Inuyasha, for fear that they would steal him away from her again. Sango had been hurt for hours after from deep wounds. Miroku had almost died from Naraku’s poison insects. Shippo was killed no more then twenty minutes in because of Kagura, sure Kagura and Kanna were now dead, but that didn’t help the pain.

Oh, how she ached to see Inuyasha, to hold him once more under the starry night skies, but that was impossible to do so now. The jewel had been destroyed and she had brought back Kikyo to make Inuyasha happy. What a mistake that had been. He now couldn’t see her anymore, he couldn’t have contact with her, he couldn’t even wave to her if he randomly saw her walking by. That’s why she had to leave.

She had said goodbye to her mother long ago, telling her that she had to stay in the Sengoku Jidai to live her life peacefully. No matter where she went, the future, the past, somewhere in between the two where nothing else existed but her and the blue lights that surrounded her, she couldn’t be happy, she couldn’t live a good life. That is what she was now trying to find. That is what she was now using her time to do, to find peace and happiness.

Her and Sesshoumaru had joined forces while Inuyasha was down. They had almost finished Naraku off, but he had disappeared, and now no one had any clue of where he may be. She figured that he just gave up on killing Inuyasha because Inuyasha had grown too strong. She figured that he had given up killing her because he had already basically ripped her soul from her body, ripped her very heart from her being. She was now just a wandering shell, waiting for something good to come along.

She had a name, a name that no one had used in a long time, a name that she never thought of anymore. She was just known as the traveling miko, the miko who could never compare to Kikyo. The miko that had tried her damnedest to give her life for Inuyasha to compete with Kikyo, but could not. The miko that had tried to save her friends with her own self, but could not. It seemed to that certain miko, that Naraku had almost wanted to keep her alive, but for what reason. What purpose did it serve him to keep her alive. She was now useless, she could not see jewel fragments, for there weren’t any to see, she could no longer feel emotion if he killed someone she held close, she had no emotion left.

Where would she go now? Sure, Sesshoumaru had been courteous enough to lend her his home until she could find another, but she couldn’t accept that. She didn’t want to intrude, although she longed to be near someone she knew. She had nowhere to run, no where to hide, and certainly no one to love her. Maybe, just maybe, Kouga would let her stay with him a while, after all, he had wanted to mate with her long ago.

That is where her story began, her story of her adventure with all of her new found friends, allies, and acquaintances.