InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ And So It Begins ❯ The March to Death ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

And So It Begins...

Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha but I kinda sorta own the world the Inu gang is in. I

mean... It is in my head and all.

I unconsciously grasped the hilt of my sword, the tattered hilt providing me with little comfort as we forged on. Looking back on all the

things me and my Tetsusiaga have been through I cant help but think of my brother. And Kagome. Again. Feh. He can take care of himself. I

focus my thoughts more on Kagome, and my promise to protect her. It’s not like the women can cast off the ships by them selves if we fail here...

If we die on the battle field... They end up just as trapped as us in the long run. I guess it is for the best that they wouldn’t allow her into combat, I

mean, I’m scared shitless at the moment and I can hardly breathe, but I’m forcing myself to keep moving forwards.


I feel so stupid! Since when do I panic like a scared little child?! Since you’re one idiot out of thousands rushing head first into a

hopeless battle. I suppose it’s the foolish pride of men which has condemned us to this fate. The desire to keep things te way they were instead

letting someone else take over. My thoughts stray as I smell the fear radiating off of the men around me, human and yokai alike. Even from

Miroku and Kouga who flanked my sides. I’m proud of Miroku in a way. He’s keeping up way better than the other humans in the group. He

catches me looking his way and flashes me a toothy grin. Trust him to keep up his fearless facade even when faced with a evil possibly greater

than Naraku. Naraku...that evil bastard. Getting someone else to do his dirty work as usual.


During this seemingly endless march my thoughts even reach out to Sango and Shippo who were forced to remain on board the ship

along with Kagome. A wry grin forms on my ips as I recall the fit they threw when the leader of this ragtag army declared that women and

*snicker* children were to stay on board the boats. Hell, I’m fucking jealous. Who the hell said I wanted to die like this, my heart pounding in my

chest as we run to our deaths, charging at tens of thousands of monsters lead by the original monster himself. Vlad tepes. Dracula.


A/N: Ugh I don't know what to save this thing as. This formatting is annoying... why is it kinda stuck to one side...