InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Deep In The Darkest Of Nights; The Future Unfolds ❯ I‘m Not Afraid To Fall, It Means I Climbed Up High; To Fall Is Not To Fail, You Fail When You Don’t ( Prologue )

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

Summary: The battle with Naraku is over, the jewel now whole and safe once more; but what will happen when Kagome goes back to her time to tell her family of the recent events and InuYasha has made his wish. The well now sealed with the purification of the jewel leaving the hanyou 500 years from the woman he loves. InuYasha vows to one day meet up with Kagome again so they may be together. So what’s a hanyou to do for 500 years? Why what he’s good at of course. Now 500 years later InuYasha is head of an elite operation to protect the people of the future era from the demons who have lived up until that time. Having unlimited supply of ammunition, battle gear and vehicles, InuYasha is determined to protect his love the only way he knows. Kagome is assigned a current event project for history and goes to the library to do research on a military carrier which had exploded only to find out that the one responsible was InuYasha. How did he survive the 500 years? who is behind all of the demon attacks of the present era? Why does he head a military unit and who in the hell gave InuYasha authorization to pilot a F15 Eagle? Read and Find Out!! Deep In The Darkest of Nights; The Future Unfolds is in association with Sammy~Sama.

Prologue: I‘m Not Afraid To Fall, It Means I Climbed Up High; To Fall Is Not To Fail, You Fail When You Don’t Try.

How many mistakes can I make in my life? Is it because I my self am a mistake? Forever bound to my own world, one where neither demon nor human except me? No that’s not true, some do accept me. Fifty years ago I would have never thought I would be accepted; Kikyou, what I felt for her was only what I thought to be love, but we were just two lonely people being lonely together. If it had been true love, would we have been so easily betrayed? Would Naraku have been able to turn us against each other?

Kikyou was my first mistake, but then I was given a second chance; her name was Kagome Higurashi. But even I screwed that up, not intentionally I may add. When Sango had said nothing good can come from the jewel, she was right. I tried to make a selfless wish, but I only endangered Kagome. Naraku, no matter where he is he still has the power to make people suffer… and I basically handed him Kagome on a silver platter.

I had banded together with Kagome as we searched for the jewel shards, soon we met up with a mischievous kitsune named Shippo. Not too long later we meet up with a monk named Miroku who was more trouble than he’s worth. Last was Sango, now I never found out why she did band together with two demons…but seeing as how her companion Kirara was a twin tail fire cat, it soon became clear. Together we went up against Naraku and defeated him. I gathered all the rest of the shards enabling Kagome to fuse them together to finally make the Shikon no Tama whole again. Now all that was left was to purify it. My selfless wish put the only woman I had ever truly loved strait in harms way with out my knowing of it, but as time passed, I soon became aware of what exactly what my wish had done to the time stream, and some how I had to correct it, some how. My name is InuYasha, the biggest mistake the world could have made.

“Did we get him?” came the almost inaudible whisper of a young miko-in- training. Her green and white school uniform swaying as the wind from the hanyou’s attack as it subsided. Her black tresses swaying about her face, covering her chocolate eyes from time to time as she looked around for her companions.

“I think so…” came the rough voice of a hanyou, his red fire rat haori swaying gently as his triangular ears twitched from atop his silver haired head, his piercing amber gaze looking around for any surviving demons.

“Kagome! InuYasha! Can you sense him?” came the call of a young demon slayer as she called to her friends. Her black hair in a high pony tail, coffee eyes, accentuated with magenta eye liner, scanned the area for the offending demon.

“I don’t think so Sango, how bout you InuYasha?” came the futuristic school girls response.

“Nope, I think he’s really gone this time.” Said InuYasha, sheathing his sword.

“Thank Kami!” said Miroku, his purple robes muddy from the battle. His short hair pulled back low at the back of his head, looking over toward the woman he was searching for, his violet gaze landed on his goal.

“Sango, thank Kami you’re all right!” he exclaimed, rushing over toward the demon slayer, embracing her tightly.

“Miroku-Sama.” Sango sighed, wrapping her long arms around the body of the strong monk.

InuYasha looked around, sniffing the air and narrowing his eyes.

Kagome, noticing this asked, “What’s wrong?”

“He’s not dead yet.” InuYasha snarled, looking off in the direction where the foul stench of Naraku was emanating from.

Kagome looked off in the direction her companion was looking and scanned the trees for any sense of the jewel shards. There, faintly in the trees was a shining light, one which only belonged to the Shikon no Tama.

“InuYasha! Over there!” she screamed, pointing a finger in the direction of the pull of the jewel.

“Wind Scar!” Shouted InuYasha as a bright flash erupted from the fabled sword as it was unsheathed at un human speeds as it‘s ultimate attack was employed.

“You’ve got to get the Jewel shards or he’ll just regenerate again!” shouted Miroku as he took a few steps closer toward their enemy.

“Got it.” InuYasha said, running towards the clumped remains of the demon who had caused so much pain and destruction over the past years.

Reaching his remains, InuYasha called back, “Where’s the jewel Kagome?”

“Off to the right, near the ground!” Kagome shouted.

“Thanks.” InuYasha said. Aiming Tetsusaiga, InuYasha sliced open a rather thick tentacle to the right of him, the steal of the sword passed down from his father glistened in the setting sun. making a quick slash, he pulled out his sword and out came the jewel, much like the first time it had reappeared in this world of his.

As it flew through the air, he jumped up and caught it in a clawed hand, retreating back to the safety of the group before he called, “Now Miroku!”
“Right!” Miroku said with a nod as he uncovered his right hand, the hand which had been cursed ever since his grandfather’s time. “Wind Tunnel.”

Upon the release of the lethal wind tunnel, the surrounding trees were sucked into the void. Not long after the remains of Naraku were sucked up as well. As soon as the demon was fully into the void, the cursed hand began to heal it’s self. In a matter of minutes it was completely gone, never was Miroku’s line to be burdened with the fate their grandfather and great grandfather had to endure.

“Is…is it gone Miroku?” asked Sango, her voice no more than a whisper as she approached the monk.

“Yes Lady Sango.” Said Miroku, turning to face the woman he loved so much, “Now, Naraku and the Wind Tunnel are finally gone.”

Unshed tears began to build up in the usually placid slayers eyes as she ran toward the monk and jumped into his arms.

Kagome looked around the clearing, it had been a tough fight, no doubt about that. Though, on some level of her subconscious, the miko knew that this battle wasn’t over.

“Of course it’s over.” Kagome thought to herself, “There’s no trace of Naraku left, Kagura and Kana; along with his other incarnations are dead. There’s no one left to resurrect him.”

“Is something wrong Kagome?” InuYasha said, coming to stand next to the young woman, his deep, blazing golden eyes full of concern and love.

“Nope.” Kagome replied, shaking her head, “And that’s just the problem.”
At what the young miko’s statement, her companions ceased their celebrations and looked towards her questioningly.

“What do you mean Lady Kagome?” The monk questioned, looking towards the young miko with confused violet eyes.

“Has it always been this simple?” Kagome asked, looking at each one of her companions in turn, “Would this truly be the end of Naraku? When have we done battle with him and it lasted this short of time and we’ve come out with minor injuries.”

In truth, the battle had only lasted about half a day and the group had indeed sustained minimal damage, a few scratches here and there and InuYasha receiving a deep slash to his back; but that was nothing to the hanyou.

“I mean don’t get me wrong, I’m glad we’re all okay and everything. I’m happy we are all alive and can now move on.” Kagome continued, “I’m just worried that this isn’t over, that he’s hiding in the shadows somewhere, waiting for us to let our guard down.”

The group stood there for a moment, mulling over what the woman had just said.

“I agree with Kagome.” Sango said, looking towards the woman she’d grown fond of, treated like a sister, “I think that he went down too easy.”

“But the wind tunnel is gone Lady Sango.” Miroku tried to convince the slayer, “The curse is lifted, the only way to do that is to defeat the demon who had cast it.”

“I’m not saying that he’s not dead.” Kagome corrected, “I’m merely saying we should be careful about the after affects. If he is indeed dead, then demon’s will surely come after the jewel again. And if Naraku truly is dead then we should have nothing to fear.”

“But if the demons do come for the jewel, you’ll be in danger Kagome.” InuYasha thought, sifting through his options to protect the young woman.

“I think you should go home for the time being Kagome.” InuYasha said sternly, looking into the miko’s deep hazel eyes.

She turned, looking questioningly into the hanyou’s eyes, the very man who’d she’d argued with time and time again about returning to her own world on the other side of the well, was asking her to leave? It made no sense.

“Why?” Kagome questioned, staring the hanyou dead in the eye, trying to detect anything that may give the hanyou’s intentions away.

“I think it’s safer for you to be on the other side of the well for a while, just until we get all this mess sorted out and make sure there’s no sign of Naraku left.” InuYasha explained, sheathing the fabled sword and securing it once again to his hip, “You should go home and leave the jewel behind.”

“But, I don’t understand.” Kagome said, hurt by his words, and angered at the same time. Did he honestly feel that she couldn’t protect herself? Was he planning on finally having the jewel grant his wish and have it turn him into a full fledged demon? Or was it simply a matter of getting her out of the way so he could be with Kikyou.

Kikyou, she had been the man cause of the couple’s relationship. Of course Kagome had grown fond of the hanyou, who wouldn’t? Could anyone honestly say that they wouldn’t fall head over heals for some one who saved their life time after time and promised to protect them no matter what? But the day Urasue had revived Kikyou, had changed what little connection the miko and hanyou had. The reappearance of the late priestess had caused much turmoil between the two and neither one were willing to admit their true feelings about the subject, or each other.

“I think we should leave Miroku-Sama.” Sango suggested, linking her arm with the monk and pulling him gently towards the small village on the outskirts of InuYasha’s forest, “You too Shippo.”

The small kitsune nodded in understanding, knowing that the two people he’d looked up to as parents during their long journey needed to work out their problems. Though the small child, though wise beyond his years, couldn’t help but feel a foreboding ambiance around the group, as if something was going to happen that would tear them apart for a very long time.

InuYasha watched as the group retreated from the battle ground. Once they were out of sight and ear shot, the hanyou turned his attention back to the now unstable miko.

“I’m sorry about this Kagome, I truly am.” InuYasha apologized, stepping closer towards the miko, “I just don’t know what else to do.”

“What do you mean?” Kagome questioned, watching apprehensively as the hanyou closed what little space was between them.

“I want you to be safe.” He said, looking regretfully into the young woman’s face, “And I will do what I think is necessary to keep you out of harms way, even if I need to do it by force.”

Tears now began to pour down the young woman’s face, how could he do this?

“I will ask you once more, for your own good.” InuYasha said, “Will you give me the jewel and return home?”

“If you make me a promise.” Kagome said, her voice choked with sobs.

“What?” InuYasha asked, curious as to what the young woman would have him promise.

“Promise me that once you’re sure it’s safe, you’ll come back for me.” Kagome said, her body wracked with the sobs she freely showed, and those which she tried to contain.

The hanyou smiled, it wasn’t a smirk like he normally would give you, it was an honest to goodness smile. He leaned down so his face was barely touching the young woman’s. hesitating for the briefest of moments, the hanyou pressed his lips gently against hers, wrapping his protective arms securely around the woman’s small frame.

Kagome closed her eyes, melting into the man’s warm embrace. It was simply too welcoming for her to resist.

“I promise you Kagome.” InuYasha whispered in the woman’s ear, “That I will come for you once I’m sure everything’s safe. I will die before I brake that promise.”

Kagome nodded, unable to form coherent sentences. Looking into the hanyou’s loving amber gaze, she held out her hand, the small form of the marble shaped jewel glinting in the setting sun.

“Thank you Kagome.” InuYasha said, watching as the woman turned around, gathered her trademark yellow backpack and gave him one last glance over her shoulder.

“I’ll hold you to your word InuYasha.” Kagome said, a slight edge to her tone, “Should you break your promise I swear, I’ll find some way to get back and I’ll S-I-T your ass so far into the ground no one will need to dig a grave for you.”

The hanyou audibly gulped, the image of him 6 feet under slightly disturbed him. But watching the innocent woman retreat to the ancient well, the portal made from the mystic wood from the tree of ages, the very tree he’d been sealed to, he couldn’t help but wonder if the woman was capable of keeping a threat as the one she’d just issued.

“Of course she is.” InuYasha said to himself, watching as the figure of the woman he’d grown to love jumped into the portal, welcomed by the warm lights of the time stream and returned to the world from whence she’d come.

Sighing, he retreated to the ancient tree not far from the well, the tree he’d been pinned to, dormant for fifty years only to be freed by the very woman who’d stolen his heart.

He sat on the branch closest to the ground, he slept there many times before but now he simply wished for a quiet place to think.

“I know what I must do.” InuYasha said to the small marble in his hand, rolling it idly around in his palm, “I need to make a wish, one that will purify you so you can’t cause any harm to anyone else, ever again.”

“If I became human, then it would purify the jewel.” He thought, pondering the outcomes of the scenario, “And I could grow old with Kagome.”

“But what if you use the jewel and you can’t get to Kagome?” came the quiet voice from the back of his mind, his conscience trying to help him think through things and not make a rash decision. “And as a human, would you be able to protect her?”

“Well I can’t turn demon, I know that.” InuYasha growled to himself, shutting his eyes in frustration.

“And why not? The jewel is most beautiful tainted with malice after all.” Came the cold voice from the shadows.

The triangular appendages on top of the hanyou’s head swiveled to the direction the voice had come from, his nose immediately raised, trying to pin point exactly who was near him.

“Naraku.” The hanyou growled, jumping from his perch and scanning the trees in search of his enemy.

“You didn’t honestly think you could get rid of me that easily did you?” The demon said, his crimson eyes alit with amusement towards the naïve hanyou.

“I had a feeling you weren’t dead yet.” the hanyou replied, a low, threatening warning growl directed towards the demon as it approached.

“Now if you value your life, hand over the jewel.” Naraku commanded.

“There’s no way in hell I’d hand it over to you.” InuYasha barked.

“I figured you’d be smarter than that.” the demon said casually, his baboon skin disguise swayed as his thick poisonous miasma surrounded him.

“Think!” The hanyou thought, “What can I do to get rid of him once and for all.”

Then it hit him. All the little bells and whistles went off in his head, the proverbial light bulb lit up as the idea came to him, so simple it would work flawlessly; or so he thought.

“I wish Naraku would vanish from this world,” InuYasha shouted, concentrating on some how invoking the jewel’s power. There being no instruction manual, the hanyou had to resort to trying to talk to the inanimate object, “vanish so he could never make another person suffer, never again taint this land with evil.”

“Are you sure of your wish hanyou?” Came the voice of a young woman, the sound seemed to originate from with in the jewel, “Are you sure that is the exact wish you want granted?”

Had this not have been a serious time and matter, the hanyou would have said the catch phrase from an American show he saw on the…what was it called? A television. The show played in his head for a moment and announcer said, “Is that your final answer?” Hey who knows, maybe this is how it all got started.

“Yes that is my wish!” InuYasha yelled at the small pink marble, “Now hurry!”

“Very well.” Came the woman’s reply as the small jewel began to glow, bathing the field in a florescent pink light.

The hanyou had to cover his eyes in order to prevent himself from going blind.

Upon hearing the familiar voice of the woman who’d spoken to him from the jewel, he lowered his arm.

“InuYasha.” The woman greeted, her brown eyes never wavering from the hanyou’s, her ancient armor shining in the light of the now purified Shikon No Tama.

“How do you know my name?” The hanyou questioned, not at all comfortable with the fact that the woman knew him and he knew nothing about her.

“I am the one who created the jewel many years ago.” The woman replied, “I have been in a never ending battle inside of the jewel, the jewel having been in battles with you countless times.”

“Your name is Midoriko then.” InuYasha stated, eyeing the woman before him.

“Yes.” Midoriko responded, the look of regret and sorrow that entered her eyes made the hanyou nervous, “I would like to thank you for making such a selfless wish, though, I fear by doing so, you have put the very thing you wished to protect in danger.”

“What do you mean?” he asked, his temper flaring. Had he not done the right thing? Was Kagome now in more danger that she would have been had she stayed with him?

“Your wish was granted, Naraku no longer threatens your world.” Midoriko continued, “However, he has transcended to another.”

“Stop talking in code wench.” InuYasha shot at the cryptic priestess.

Narrowing her eyes towards the impertinent hanyou, the ancient miko explained, “The world you know now, the one the miko called; Feudal Japan, is no longer plagued by Naraku’s influence. However an evil such as his can not simply vanish, evil is needed to keep the balance between sides. He has left this world, having caused much more damage than need be and taken root in another world, a world not accustomed to demons, a world where their numbers are few and those who are still abundant, hide well among the humans.”
“You mean, that bastard…because of my wish…” InuYasha mumbled, unable to believe what he’d just done.

“Yes.” Midoriko responded, “Naraku now threatens the future, Modern Japan.”

InuYasha gave once glance towards the spirit of the ancient miko and took off for the well, jumping in. Once an open portal for the hanyou and miko to cross, now just an ordinary well, it’s power drained along with the jewel’s.

“I am truly sorry InuYasha.” Midoriko apologized, looking down to the bottom of the ancient well to the hanyou, his body kneeling in the ground, trying vainly to dig his way through, “It won’t open for you, or the miko. The power it once possessed is now gone.”

“Well how the hell am I to protect her then?” The hanyou shouted upwards, his voice choked with emotion, “I promised her, damn it! I can’t brake that promise.”

“Then don’t” responded the ancient miko, her eyes crestfallen at the sight of the distressed hanyou.

“And what makes you think I can keep my promise now?” he barked. The only thing he wanted to do was curl up in a ball somewhere in a dark corner, either that or kill something. Though, he thought killing would not be such a grand idea.

“You are part demon, and the small kitsune is a full demon.” Midoriko explained, “Live on with him until you meet up with the protector of the jewel.”

“What do you mean? I purified the jewel, it’s gone.” InuYasha shouted, jumping from the well, frustration and anger clearly etched in his features.

“The jewel, as evil, is never truly gone InuYasha. It will continue to aid both the good and pure hearted and the evil. Kagome is the protector, the next in line and she has not fulfilled her duties.” Midoriko continued, “May this serve as aid to you and the kitsune. You now have the job of hunting down Naraku once more and protecting the miko for in 500 years time he will resurface. May I give you a small bit of advice.”

The hanyou simply nodded.

“Gather alliances with the demon’s of this era. Form bonds, they will be useful in the time to come.” the wise woman advised, “I fear now however that my time is almost up.”

InuYasha took time to register all the information he’d been given and the spirit of the miko began to fade.

“Wait!” He shouted to the form of the sprit, disappearing along with the remains of the jewel, “What am I suppose to do for 500 years?”

“Do what you know InuYasha.” Midoriko offered as the last of her spirit faded away, “Do what you’re good at.”

And with that, the ancient warrior had gone, moved on to the world beyond the hanyou’s reach until the time came when she would once again be needed.

“Do what I’m good at?” InuYasha questioned to the now dark and empty clearing.

Sighing he said, “I guess it’s a place to start.”

And that I did, for 500 years I did what I was good at. I fought in every war, every battle. I gained the most superior knowledge of war and weapons, I surpass every general of every army. My alliances spread far and wide and my forces unstoppable. Who would have thought you could make a living off of fighting?

It took me 500 long, tiring years but I’ve finally made it. I’m the head of the worlds largest, and only task force for the defense against youkai. I’m licensed to pilot everything from a remote control plane to a B-52, I can drive anything from a small go-kart to a tank. All in all, I’m the most powerful force in Japan, hell in the world.

I’ve taken my time, made sure to set everything in place for he time Naraku was to show his ugly face again. I would not let Kagome fall into his hands, never again would she be in danger. I will protect her, even if it kills me.

I’ve changed these past 500 years, I’m not the same stubborn, self centered hanyou I was back then. I’m more calm, and I think things through, making sure there is minimal room for error, I know, not something you ever thought you’d hear from me right?

The only thing that hasn’t changed is my feelings towards Kagome, and the love for that woman is all I need to keep going. The thought that soon I’d be reunited with her thrilled and spurred my every action, and now the time has come. I just hope she doesn’t hate me for braking my promise, then again, have I really?