InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bewitched ❯ Chapter two ( Chapter 2 )
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By: MIztikal_Dragon 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Angst / / Suspense / Romance / Hentai / Drama / Adventure | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.31.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.5K | Visits: 630 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Angst / / Suspense / Romance / Hentai / Drama / Adventure | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.31.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.5K | Visits: 630 | Status: Completed
This story takes place in Salem, Massachusetts around the year 1692.. The year of all the Witch hunts. :) It starts off as an InuYasha and Kikyo story..but things will change.. Please review and tell me what you think of this story... SO ON WITH THE STORY!
Wow, you get a new chapter so quickly! lol Well it's official there are only NINE chapters to this story. I already have this story plotted out, but I just have to make up the stuff inbetween! Please review and tell me what you think because I am really excited about this story and where its going!
Yes it does have religion contraveristy just a little. I am in no way telling you that one religion is better, just making you see how InuYasha's point of view is during this hectic time because of the INJUSTICE that has happened to him. So please don't yell at me.. I myself would never trash anyone's religious beliefs even if I don't have one.
Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha, but I do own the plot to this story and everything else that hasn't got to deal with InuYasha and co.
Bewitched.
By Miztikal-Dragon
Chapter two
The wind began to strengthen and become violent as the seconds passed like hours. The eager village men and woman watched with held breaths as the so called witch stood on the ice like a statue. The puffs of white air exited from her lips as she just stood there, her tired and aching legs beginning to burn with frost bite as her hair whipped in her face with conviction. So this is how it felt to be not trusted, to be nothing more than a mere savage in her neighbors eyes. The irony was that it all could have been prevented if she had gone along with Onigumo's proposition and married him. InuYasha had told her to take the deal because he wished not to see her die, but Kikyo wouldn't marry for anything but for love, she was waiting for the day in which InuYasha would ask for her for an eternitythe two of them forever under the graceful eyes of their god and savior..
Sighing heavily, the young woman shuffled her weight from one foot to the other, still waiting for InuYasha to come and save her...To take her out into the woods where they would lead a life away from every person in the small and prosperous town of Salem.. Away from the god forsaken naivety of the people inside the tiny dwellings that lined the streets. She could hear the whistling of the wind, the numbing sensation in her fingers as the ropes dug into her skin and as the cold crept further up her body, there wouldn't be much time left and she soon would probably die of the intense cold that surrounded her like a tidal wave of death.
There was a small sound that she could barely hear and glancing down at the frozen water underneath her feet she could see the small cracks of the ice, it wouldn't be able to hold her weight much longer, and she could already feel the freezing breath stealing treacherous feeling of the raging water that laid beneath the ice. Letting her gaze drift to the village people she once called her only family, a single tear poured from her flushed skin and that's when she could hear the cracking of the ice underneath her and the feel of the once stable ice breaking away and moving.
~~O~~
His breaths came out as large clouds escaping from his open mouth as he ran. The white loose fitting tunic that he wore fluttering against his lean body, the tie coming undone and exposing his heaving chest. His shoulder length jet black hair had come undone from the cotton thong that had once held it together, he had to get to her before it was too late. He had to get to her before the ice broke and he lost her for good. Turning, InuYasha nearly fell into the thick white snow, but easily caught himself and trudged quickly on, he had to save his Kikyo.
It took him about ten minutes to get passed all the pine trees that towered against him, as if they were reaching up to the heavens for the salvation of the evils that suppressed the townspeople and their fickle beliefs. His feet were bare and the cold stung his feet each time they tread upon the harsh surface of the ground, sending pin like pain shooting up his leg and throughout the rest of his body. He could see the departure of the trees, he was nearing the open lake where the villagers would most likely be found, where Kikyo would be found.
A violent wind threatened to knock the panting InuYasha as he came to the scene at the lake. Kikyo stood like a stone in the middle of the lake, her clothes fluttering, her eyes hard and cold and the remains of a tear shinned in the morning light. Just as InuYasha was about to run onto the ice and scoop Kikyo up into his arms, taking off with her into the forest, he could see the shifting of the ice.
"InuYasha!" Kikyo smiled as she gazed upon her lover.
"KIKYO!" He yelled at the top of his lungs as he darted towards her only to have the village men grab his arms before he could step on the ice.
He struggled with all his might as he watched Kikyo helplessly. If it were only two or three people holding him back, InuYasha could have easily broken free, but everyone held him back, yelling at him like he was the one trying to do something irrational and against the morals of the town of Salem, disrespecting the people and most of all the Catholic church that bound their souls to the heavens of God himself. He screamed out to her again as the ice gave way underneath Kikyo and she fell into the murky ice cold waters below her.
The young man's eyes went wide in horror as he watched her disappear under the currents that licked the ice like the violent flickering evil that was a mundane yet roaring fire. A strangled cry escaped his throat as he found the strength to break free from his captors and rush out onto the ice, being carefully not to let the thin ice break under his own weight. He could see her midnight black hair and he tried to get to her, to pull her from the drowning water that held her prisoner, but it was no use. A few of the village men came after InuYasha determined to bring him back from the memorizing faith of the devil woman who had cast her evil spell upon him.
Howling in pain, InuYasha darted off to the other side of the lake and dashed into the comforts of the forest. He ran along side the river until he disappeared from the villager's sights. As he fled the howling of wolves could be heard returning InuYasha's distressed cry to the heavens and sure enough they came from out of the trees, their white fangs gleaming in the morning light as the villager's gasped in shock and disbelief.. They had seen InuYasha conjure the spirits of the devil himself.. They had killed an innocent woman because they now believed that InuYasha himself was probably the one who tried to hex their pious land..The one who had spellbound Kikyo into loving a beast of such horrifying nature.
InuYasha didn't know how long that his legs propelled him further and further into the abyss of the forest, leading in to the darkened depths of silence each second his frozen foot hit the ground. Sweat slowly poured down his face as he continued to follow the river bend, hoping that the ice would let up so he could go in search of Kikyo. He wasn't going to give up the only hope that he had left that let him believe that she was still alive after everything, alive in the ice cold waters of the unforgiving lake.
Eventually the sun was high up in the sky, little rays of light peeking through the thick foliage of the forest of trees that guarded the sky. Collapsing to his knees, InuYasha glanced down at the river, the calm water flowing like the wind itself. His chest restricted against his heart and he fought back the urge to break down and cry, but he couldn't because he was man, yet man was only mortal.
He sat there in the snow, his violet eyes keeping hold with the water in the lake, he wouldn't sleep, he wouldn't eat, he wouldn't do anything until he saw her once more. He couldn't push down the tearing feeling that coursed throughout his heart, the deafening pain that screamed in his veins. He had lost everything, his home, his hopes, dreams, and most of all he had lost Kikyo to the swirling waters of death and the greedy townspeople who had condemned Kikyo's innocent soul to the burning infernals of hell itself. Tears cascaded steadily down his face as he refused to blink, he just sat there, just sat there waiting for her to come.
A few days had passed and InuYasha had yet to move. It was a miracle that he was still alive, but in a way it wasn't because the white and gray colored wolves had been watching him since he had started watching the waters. Their eyes held nothing but sympathy for him and he swore that he could see the shadows of dark skinned men behind the beautiful dogs of the wild as they stared at him. Indians are what they were called by nature; people with their own sets of beliefs who lived off mother Earth herself, worshiping the ground they walked on and the gods that symbolized life.. Not something that one would spend countless hours sitting on an uncomfortable pew, listening to one man drone about how the "savages" were going to hell because they lacked the English intelligence and because they weren't white and literate.. If you'd ask him, InuYasha would have spoken nothing but blasphemy against the Catholic church and the beliefs of the church for he felt it was wrong.
Soon enough, his eyes fell closed and a heavy sigh fell from his lips. Running a hand through his tangled and somewhat greasy hair, InuYasha opened his eyes as a whimper sounded throughout the forest. Immediately his gaze caught the color of gray from the lake and he gasped out loud before jumping to his feet and running to the lakes edge to see Kikyo's bluish form laying face down in the lake as if she had drowned. Of course he knew that she had, but the hope left a crater in his heat because his dearest Kikyo was dead. Practically jumping into the cold water, he waded it way over to her and pulled her into his arms, her cold form made him shiver, but he didn't care, all that mattered was that he had found her. He felt as though the water was stabbing him over and over with sharp tiny little knives as he slowly headed out of the water and back out into the cold air of the world around him. At the moment, the water seemed warmer.
He began to walk aimlessly through the forest, knowing that if he stopped his feet would freeze to the snow and he too would die. Ordinarily it seemed that he would have wanted it that way, but something deep down inside his heart screamed for him to move, to find shelter and live on. It was as if there was a different destiny that lay waiting for him to discover and fulfill. Eventually stumbling upon a deserted cave in the heart of the forest, yet oddly near where the lake still ran, it was acting as if it was a lifeline.. never endingnever beginning, but just there none the less. InuYasha gathered the dry hay that some how lay in the farthest corner of the cave. He felt as though something had placed it there as if it was waiting for InuYasha to come and find it. Making a large fire out of barely nothing, he focused on his knowledge of hunting that his father had passed down to him and began to rub Kikyo's body trying to thaw her out.
InuYasha had seen many weird things in the span of his twenty or so years on the Earth, but the moment he cut away the ropes bound to Kikyo's wrists he spotted something very suspicious that looked like healing cuts, well at least they would have been healing if she was still alive. Tearing her sleeves past her elbows, InuYasha fingers the cryptic words, foreign to his knowledge, but recognizable, he had seen this form of language written somewhere that he couldn't place his finger one. Running his fingers over the unknown words, InuYasha could feel this deep burning sensation within his stomach and he didn't know what was the cause of it, so being InuYasha, he brushed it off and switched his gaze to the burning fire in front of him as the flames jumped around as if they were dancing the forbidden dance of freedom.
Even though he had wished that the two of them never had to part, InuYasha knew better than to indulge his selfish ideas and later that day, he took Kikyo's body to the most beautiful place where he dug a small grave and buried her. Despite the ground being frozen solid still, he was able to do it in a record amount of time, though something really did make him unnerved, even in the smallest way. While on the task of break the ground, no birds chirped, no sounds were made but the rustling of dirt, snow etc, and the heavy panting that sputtered from his lips as the sweat dribbled on his brow. The wind had been unnaturally violent and if he listened carefully enough InuYasha could catch a monotone voice seemingly whispering in his ears. The voice was that of Onigumo, but he like Kikyo, was dead too. The eerie slur of the words supposedly spoke made his flesh crawl and gave him the feeling of impending doom.
Eventually retreating back to the cave he had stumbled upon, InuYasha let his feet drag on the ground before he sat down and propped his head against the wall. He sighed heavily as he drew pictures and words into the dirt of the floor beneath him. This was a stressed filled day, not like the others weren't but oddly enough, he wasn't tired, he wasn't hungry and most of all something was nagging at him in the back of his mind.. Somehow something didn't seem right, but soon enough he let his eyes drift close and he feel into a deep sleep.
The snow began to fall again while InuYasha slept. The crystallized ice landed on the ground with no sound, leaving the air heavy with millions of others, all different in someway. As a calm breeze blew by a medium sized pale gray wolf stopped at the entrance of InuYasha's cave and cocked its head to the side, watching him intently as he slept like a baby. A quiet yip came from the animal's mouth and out of nowhere, a single man came from the brush. His long gray hair was tied up in a loose ribbon and his dark skin was rimmed with deep wrinkles. Pulling some of the different kinds of animal furs from a hidden burlap sack, the elderly man entered the cave, his moccasins not making even the slightest crunch as he glided across the floor to where InuYasha sate helplessly.
The man whispered a silent prayer as he draped the fur over the lad and placed a single green leaf on the non existent fire, only to have one erupt from out of no where and a blaze as if it had been burning for hours. The wolf whined and looked out from the mouth of the cave to the forest being covered in yet more snow. It would be a terrible storm coming and the elderly man knew it so. Placing the burlap sack down next to InuYasha the medicine man sighed heavily before bowing to the young man and walking over to the wolf and petting her head gently, stroking one of her ears in a comforting way.
"Go back to your village Kaede," The man said, "This boy will face his own destiny head strong and everything will come out like it has been described in my visions.Kitsune Fox wishes that I do not interfere and neither shall youGo back to your home KaedeLive a healthy life and keep watch over the young hanyou"
The morning seemed to come too quickly for InuYasha as he stretched out his limbs and yawned loudly. Scratching his head, he gasped as his eyes caught a glimpse of silver. Taking his hair into his hands, he took a closer look at his hair, it was silver, and his hands, they had claws! Jumping to his feet faster than he thought humanly possible he looked around. Something had been there while he was sleeping because he could smell the scent of herbal medicine and that of a middle aged female Running his hands through his hair seemed to be proved disastrous as soon as his hand came into contact with something soft, furry and small. They were dog ears!
Horror was the only emotion pulsing though his body as he ran like a bat out of hell towards the lake, he had to make sure that he wasn't having some kind of weird and crazy fantasy dream. The air whipped at his face as he ran at unnatural speeds towards the lake, which he reached in less than five minutes. Dropping to his knees and bracing the edge of the ground, InuYasha leaned his head over to see his reflection in the calm and shallow water. His breath hitched when he stared straight into the amber eyes of a person he didn't know, but somehow he knew it was his reflection.
The thing was; How in the hell did this happen? How did he mysteriously grow dog ears and his human one's suddenly disappear. How did InuYasha suddenly over night have claws, fangs, amber colored eyes, darker skin and speed of something only mentioned in the bible as Demonic power? What was happening to him? And the main question of all was: How could he go back to the village looking like this? Surely if the his neighbors and the other towns people saw him in this state, he would be thought of a murderous demon, then capture, and killed, no questions asked. Ramming his fists into the ground leaving small little craters where his fists lay, InuYasha let out a loud howl into the early afternoon sky, he would have to stay aloneHe would have to survive of his knowledge and the instincts that now coursed through his demonic blood. He was like a dog in some twisted and sadistic way, but how long was he able to live like this before the villagers suspected something and came to destroy.. Because in the words of his honorable dad,
"Men are mortalThey fear what they don't understand, in fact it scares them and drives them to one solution.To destroy and conquer"
~~O~~
Okay that's if for this chapter! The next will be out as soon as possible..I'm hoping tomorrow, but I'm not making any promises. Please Review!! I helps me get in the mood to type up something new.
Until next time, Krystal.
Wow, you get a new chapter so quickly! lol Well it's official there are only NINE chapters to this story. I already have this story plotted out, but I just have to make up the stuff inbetween! Please review and tell me what you think because I am really excited about this story and where its going!
Yes it does have religion contraveristy just a little. I am in no way telling you that one religion is better, just making you see how InuYasha's point of view is during this hectic time because of the INJUSTICE that has happened to him. So please don't yell at me.. I myself would never trash anyone's religious beliefs even if I don't have one.
Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha, but I do own the plot to this story and everything else that hasn't got to deal with InuYasha and co.
Bewitched.
By Miztikal-Dragon
Chapter two
The wind began to strengthen and become violent as the seconds passed like hours. The eager village men and woman watched with held breaths as the so called witch stood on the ice like a statue. The puffs of white air exited from her lips as she just stood there, her tired and aching legs beginning to burn with frost bite as her hair whipped in her face with conviction. So this is how it felt to be not trusted, to be nothing more than a mere savage in her neighbors eyes. The irony was that it all could have been prevented if she had gone along with Onigumo's proposition and married him. InuYasha had told her to take the deal because he wished not to see her die, but Kikyo wouldn't marry for anything but for love, she was waiting for the day in which InuYasha would ask for her for an eternitythe two of them forever under the graceful eyes of their god and savior..
Sighing heavily, the young woman shuffled her weight from one foot to the other, still waiting for InuYasha to come and save her...To take her out into the woods where they would lead a life away from every person in the small and prosperous town of Salem.. Away from the god forsaken naivety of the people inside the tiny dwellings that lined the streets. She could hear the whistling of the wind, the numbing sensation in her fingers as the ropes dug into her skin and as the cold crept further up her body, there wouldn't be much time left and she soon would probably die of the intense cold that surrounded her like a tidal wave of death.
There was a small sound that she could barely hear and glancing down at the frozen water underneath her feet she could see the small cracks of the ice, it wouldn't be able to hold her weight much longer, and she could already feel the freezing breath stealing treacherous feeling of the raging water that laid beneath the ice. Letting her gaze drift to the village people she once called her only family, a single tear poured from her flushed skin and that's when she could hear the cracking of the ice underneath her and the feel of the once stable ice breaking away and moving.
~~O~~
His breaths came out as large clouds escaping from his open mouth as he ran. The white loose fitting tunic that he wore fluttering against his lean body, the tie coming undone and exposing his heaving chest. His shoulder length jet black hair had come undone from the cotton thong that had once held it together, he had to get to her before it was too late. He had to get to her before the ice broke and he lost her for good. Turning, InuYasha nearly fell into the thick white snow, but easily caught himself and trudged quickly on, he had to save his Kikyo.
It took him about ten minutes to get passed all the pine trees that towered against him, as if they were reaching up to the heavens for the salvation of the evils that suppressed the townspeople and their fickle beliefs. His feet were bare and the cold stung his feet each time they tread upon the harsh surface of the ground, sending pin like pain shooting up his leg and throughout the rest of his body. He could see the departure of the trees, he was nearing the open lake where the villagers would most likely be found, where Kikyo would be found.
A violent wind threatened to knock the panting InuYasha as he came to the scene at the lake. Kikyo stood like a stone in the middle of the lake, her clothes fluttering, her eyes hard and cold and the remains of a tear shinned in the morning light. Just as InuYasha was about to run onto the ice and scoop Kikyo up into his arms, taking off with her into the forest, he could see the shifting of the ice.
"InuYasha!" Kikyo smiled as she gazed upon her lover.
"KIKYO!" He yelled at the top of his lungs as he darted towards her only to have the village men grab his arms before he could step on the ice.
He struggled with all his might as he watched Kikyo helplessly. If it were only two or three people holding him back, InuYasha could have easily broken free, but everyone held him back, yelling at him like he was the one trying to do something irrational and against the morals of the town of Salem, disrespecting the people and most of all the Catholic church that bound their souls to the heavens of God himself. He screamed out to her again as the ice gave way underneath Kikyo and she fell into the murky ice cold waters below her.
The young man's eyes went wide in horror as he watched her disappear under the currents that licked the ice like the violent flickering evil that was a mundane yet roaring fire. A strangled cry escaped his throat as he found the strength to break free from his captors and rush out onto the ice, being carefully not to let the thin ice break under his own weight. He could see her midnight black hair and he tried to get to her, to pull her from the drowning water that held her prisoner, but it was no use. A few of the village men came after InuYasha determined to bring him back from the memorizing faith of the devil woman who had cast her evil spell upon him.
Howling in pain, InuYasha darted off to the other side of the lake and dashed into the comforts of the forest. He ran along side the river until he disappeared from the villager's sights. As he fled the howling of wolves could be heard returning InuYasha's distressed cry to the heavens and sure enough they came from out of the trees, their white fangs gleaming in the morning light as the villager's gasped in shock and disbelief.. They had seen InuYasha conjure the spirits of the devil himself.. They had killed an innocent woman because they now believed that InuYasha himself was probably the one who tried to hex their pious land..The one who had spellbound Kikyo into loving a beast of such horrifying nature.
InuYasha didn't know how long that his legs propelled him further and further into the abyss of the forest, leading in to the darkened depths of silence each second his frozen foot hit the ground. Sweat slowly poured down his face as he continued to follow the river bend, hoping that the ice would let up so he could go in search of Kikyo. He wasn't going to give up the only hope that he had left that let him believe that she was still alive after everything, alive in the ice cold waters of the unforgiving lake.
Eventually the sun was high up in the sky, little rays of light peeking through the thick foliage of the forest of trees that guarded the sky. Collapsing to his knees, InuYasha glanced down at the river, the calm water flowing like the wind itself. His chest restricted against his heart and he fought back the urge to break down and cry, but he couldn't because he was man, yet man was only mortal.
He sat there in the snow, his violet eyes keeping hold with the water in the lake, he wouldn't sleep, he wouldn't eat, he wouldn't do anything until he saw her once more. He couldn't push down the tearing feeling that coursed throughout his heart, the deafening pain that screamed in his veins. He had lost everything, his home, his hopes, dreams, and most of all he had lost Kikyo to the swirling waters of death and the greedy townspeople who had condemned Kikyo's innocent soul to the burning infernals of hell itself. Tears cascaded steadily down his face as he refused to blink, he just sat there, just sat there waiting for her to come.
A few days had passed and InuYasha had yet to move. It was a miracle that he was still alive, but in a way it wasn't because the white and gray colored wolves had been watching him since he had started watching the waters. Their eyes held nothing but sympathy for him and he swore that he could see the shadows of dark skinned men behind the beautiful dogs of the wild as they stared at him. Indians are what they were called by nature; people with their own sets of beliefs who lived off mother Earth herself, worshiping the ground they walked on and the gods that symbolized life.. Not something that one would spend countless hours sitting on an uncomfortable pew, listening to one man drone about how the "savages" were going to hell because they lacked the English intelligence and because they weren't white and literate.. If you'd ask him, InuYasha would have spoken nothing but blasphemy against the Catholic church and the beliefs of the church for he felt it was wrong.
Soon enough, his eyes fell closed and a heavy sigh fell from his lips. Running a hand through his tangled and somewhat greasy hair, InuYasha opened his eyes as a whimper sounded throughout the forest. Immediately his gaze caught the color of gray from the lake and he gasped out loud before jumping to his feet and running to the lakes edge to see Kikyo's bluish form laying face down in the lake as if she had drowned. Of course he knew that she had, but the hope left a crater in his heat because his dearest Kikyo was dead. Practically jumping into the cold water, he waded it way over to her and pulled her into his arms, her cold form made him shiver, but he didn't care, all that mattered was that he had found her. He felt as though the water was stabbing him over and over with sharp tiny little knives as he slowly headed out of the water and back out into the cold air of the world around him. At the moment, the water seemed warmer.
He began to walk aimlessly through the forest, knowing that if he stopped his feet would freeze to the snow and he too would die. Ordinarily it seemed that he would have wanted it that way, but something deep down inside his heart screamed for him to move, to find shelter and live on. It was as if there was a different destiny that lay waiting for him to discover and fulfill. Eventually stumbling upon a deserted cave in the heart of the forest, yet oddly near where the lake still ran, it was acting as if it was a lifeline.. never endingnever beginning, but just there none the less. InuYasha gathered the dry hay that some how lay in the farthest corner of the cave. He felt as though something had placed it there as if it was waiting for InuYasha to come and find it. Making a large fire out of barely nothing, he focused on his knowledge of hunting that his father had passed down to him and began to rub Kikyo's body trying to thaw her out.
InuYasha had seen many weird things in the span of his twenty or so years on the Earth, but the moment he cut away the ropes bound to Kikyo's wrists he spotted something very suspicious that looked like healing cuts, well at least they would have been healing if she was still alive. Tearing her sleeves past her elbows, InuYasha fingers the cryptic words, foreign to his knowledge, but recognizable, he had seen this form of language written somewhere that he couldn't place his finger one. Running his fingers over the unknown words, InuYasha could feel this deep burning sensation within his stomach and he didn't know what was the cause of it, so being InuYasha, he brushed it off and switched his gaze to the burning fire in front of him as the flames jumped around as if they were dancing the forbidden dance of freedom.
Even though he had wished that the two of them never had to part, InuYasha knew better than to indulge his selfish ideas and later that day, he took Kikyo's body to the most beautiful place where he dug a small grave and buried her. Despite the ground being frozen solid still, he was able to do it in a record amount of time, though something really did make him unnerved, even in the smallest way. While on the task of break the ground, no birds chirped, no sounds were made but the rustling of dirt, snow etc, and the heavy panting that sputtered from his lips as the sweat dribbled on his brow. The wind had been unnaturally violent and if he listened carefully enough InuYasha could catch a monotone voice seemingly whispering in his ears. The voice was that of Onigumo, but he like Kikyo, was dead too. The eerie slur of the words supposedly spoke made his flesh crawl and gave him the feeling of impending doom.
Eventually retreating back to the cave he had stumbled upon, InuYasha let his feet drag on the ground before he sat down and propped his head against the wall. He sighed heavily as he drew pictures and words into the dirt of the floor beneath him. This was a stressed filled day, not like the others weren't but oddly enough, he wasn't tired, he wasn't hungry and most of all something was nagging at him in the back of his mind.. Somehow something didn't seem right, but soon enough he let his eyes drift close and he feel into a deep sleep.
The snow began to fall again while InuYasha slept. The crystallized ice landed on the ground with no sound, leaving the air heavy with millions of others, all different in someway. As a calm breeze blew by a medium sized pale gray wolf stopped at the entrance of InuYasha's cave and cocked its head to the side, watching him intently as he slept like a baby. A quiet yip came from the animal's mouth and out of nowhere, a single man came from the brush. His long gray hair was tied up in a loose ribbon and his dark skin was rimmed with deep wrinkles. Pulling some of the different kinds of animal furs from a hidden burlap sack, the elderly man entered the cave, his moccasins not making even the slightest crunch as he glided across the floor to where InuYasha sate helplessly.
The man whispered a silent prayer as he draped the fur over the lad and placed a single green leaf on the non existent fire, only to have one erupt from out of no where and a blaze as if it had been burning for hours. The wolf whined and looked out from the mouth of the cave to the forest being covered in yet more snow. It would be a terrible storm coming and the elderly man knew it so. Placing the burlap sack down next to InuYasha the medicine man sighed heavily before bowing to the young man and walking over to the wolf and petting her head gently, stroking one of her ears in a comforting way.
"Go back to your village Kaede," The man said, "This boy will face his own destiny head strong and everything will come out like it has been described in my visions.Kitsune Fox wishes that I do not interfere and neither shall youGo back to your home KaedeLive a healthy life and keep watch over the young hanyou"
The morning seemed to come too quickly for InuYasha as he stretched out his limbs and yawned loudly. Scratching his head, he gasped as his eyes caught a glimpse of silver. Taking his hair into his hands, he took a closer look at his hair, it was silver, and his hands, they had claws! Jumping to his feet faster than he thought humanly possible he looked around. Something had been there while he was sleeping because he could smell the scent of herbal medicine and that of a middle aged female Running his hands through his hair seemed to be proved disastrous as soon as his hand came into contact with something soft, furry and small. They were dog ears!
Horror was the only emotion pulsing though his body as he ran like a bat out of hell towards the lake, he had to make sure that he wasn't having some kind of weird and crazy fantasy dream. The air whipped at his face as he ran at unnatural speeds towards the lake, which he reached in less than five minutes. Dropping to his knees and bracing the edge of the ground, InuYasha leaned his head over to see his reflection in the calm and shallow water. His breath hitched when he stared straight into the amber eyes of a person he didn't know, but somehow he knew it was his reflection.
The thing was; How in the hell did this happen? How did he mysteriously grow dog ears and his human one's suddenly disappear. How did InuYasha suddenly over night have claws, fangs, amber colored eyes, darker skin and speed of something only mentioned in the bible as Demonic power? What was happening to him? And the main question of all was: How could he go back to the village looking like this? Surely if the his neighbors and the other towns people saw him in this state, he would be thought of a murderous demon, then capture, and killed, no questions asked. Ramming his fists into the ground leaving small little craters where his fists lay, InuYasha let out a loud howl into the early afternoon sky, he would have to stay aloneHe would have to survive of his knowledge and the instincts that now coursed through his demonic blood. He was like a dog in some twisted and sadistic way, but how long was he able to live like this before the villagers suspected something and came to destroy.. Because in the words of his honorable dad,
"Men are mortalThey fear what they don't understand, in fact it scares them and drives them to one solution.To destroy and conquer"
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Okay that's if for this chapter! The next will be out as soon as possible..I'm hoping tomorrow, but I'm not making any promises. Please Review!! I helps me get in the mood to type up something new.
Until next time, Krystal.