InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Demon Hunter ❯ Answers ( Chapter 20 )

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

Chapter 20

Inu Yasha gave a relieved laughed, “Lucky for you, you're not even half demon. In fact, judging from your scent, you're just a few ounces of blood off from being one.

“And why is that a good thing? Aren't I weaker now?”

“Because—you were a few drops away from loosing your ability to perform magic.”

“W-what?” Harry stuttered, positive he had heard wrong. Inu Yasha nodded candidly.

“Indeed-y.”

“Uh, mind explaining this to me?”

“Well,” Inu Yasha began, sitting on what was left of his bed. Harry followed the suet, knowing it would be another winded explanation, “every being has a multitude of spiritual energy and/or magical energy. Humans in particular are meant to be born with a natural balance of spiritual and magical energies because the two forces cancel each other out. Witches and wizards are humans who have an unbalanced energy of magical energy and have the ability to manipulate it. Priests and Priestesses are the opposite and have an overbalance because of excess spiritual energy in their aura. This is what makes them so dangerous to demons, which are spiritual beings; they can manipulate a demon's energy and use it against them. As I said before, had you brought too much spiritual energy to your core, you could have canceled out your magical energy completely, leaving you as balanced as a muggle.”

Harry gulped. Had he known his magic was at stake, he would have thought more about performing the ritual, “how do you know all this?”

Inu Yasha hesitated for a split second before answering, which told
Harry that he wouldn't get a strait answer out of him as of yet.

“We won't get into my family history but I guess you could say I have the uh...magical gene.”

Harry felt his heart skip a beat and stared at Inu Yasha as though he had just met him.

“You—? You're a wizard?”

Inu Yasha shook his head, “Nah, too much demon blood in me. But I can still see things as wizards do. Hadn't you ever wondered how I got that book if I said I got it out of Hogwarts?”

Harry felt himself blush as he shook his head negatively. In truth he hadn't given any thought as to how a seemingly normal demon got through the wards surrounding the castle. He had grown far too accustomed to accepting anything Inu Yasha told him.

“Well what matters is that your magical energy still dominates in you,” Inu Yasha leaned forward and sniffed Harry once more, “Though it was a close call. You smell very much like a half demon.”

A sudden, suspicious look passed over Inu Yasha's face as he sniffed a third time. He stopped and sniffed Harry again. A low growl emitted from his throat as he lifted himself off of the bed and took a few steady steps away from Harry. Harry stared at him bewildered.

“Inu Yasha—”

“Who did you see down there?” Inu Yasha said evenly, in a low and dangerous voice. Harry had never been given any reason to fear Inu Yasha before, but now, with his threatening and readied posture, Harry was a little frightened of him.

“I told you—lots of demons.”

“Did any stand out to you?”

“Well the last one. He attacked me when he saw the book. And he was the one who opened the barrier. He did it last time too.”

“What did he look like?”

“Very human like, actually. He had black hair and was wearing a baboon pellet. Oh! And he was wearing make up. Dodgy if you ask me.”

Inu Yasha rubbed a hand down his face, looking extremely weary.

“Anything else?” he asked, even though he already knew who it was.

“Well when we were fighting I tore through his pellet and he had this scar on his back. It was sick. It sort of resembled a spider...it's hard to explain because it looked like...that...”

Harry felt his jaw drop as he stared at Inu Yasha's back. The half demon had removed his shirt while he was talking and Harry now found himself staring at the exact replica of the spider shaped scar he saw hours before, imprinted in the center of an otherwise flawless back.

“W-what... but how—?”

“A parting gift,” Inu Yasha explained softly, pulling his shirt back on, “from Naraku, the demon you just encountered.”

“Naraku? But isn't that the demon you...”

Inu Yasha nodded, “be thankful you're alive.”

Harry sat back down on the broken bed, not sure when he had stood up. He felt a bitter half-smile creep up on his face as he finally understood what Inu Yasha had meant all those times he said they were more alike than he could ever know. He knew now. Not only were they leading similar lives, but their destinies seemed to follow similar paths as well. He learned about something like this in divination once. Some souls were reincarnated when a destiny was not finished, but then there was what was known as parallel souls—souls that lived almost identical lives in completely different scenarios and settings. Perhaps that was what he and Inu Yasha were—parallel souls. Both were marked by their greatest enemy... fighting for people who don't truly care about them, fighting for a peace that seemed impossible. They were destined to fight a battle that would follow them for the rest of their years, both warriors, both martyrs.

“Inu Yasha,” Harry said softly, “why did you choose me?”

Inu Yasha just stared at him questioningly.

“How did you know I could use blood magic? Why did you just leave the book on my bed for me to find?”

Inu Yasha bit his lip, casting his eyes downward. He knew it was time to tell Harry the rest of the truth.

“I knew the prophecy before I met you,” he started.

“I figured,” Harry said.

“I knew it four hundred and eighteen years ago.”

Harry looked up to meet Inu Yasha's eyes, startled.

“That's impossible,” Harry said slowly, “It was only made sixteen years ago.”

“No,” Inu Yasha said, “It was released into the human world sixteen years ago. But all prophecies are predestined and planned out by the PTB.”

“The what?”

“The Powers that Be...you know...the guys upstairs,” he pointed to the sky.

“Oh...you mean, like, God?”

“They're right below god actually. And all guardians to the gates of Hell are direct employers of them.”

“So they're like your bosses?” at Inu Yasha's nod, Harry whistled. Inu Yasha was higher up in the food chain than he had suspected.

“So when you became a guardian, you found out the prophecy?”

“Nope, I didn't become a guardian until the last two hundred years of my life actually. It was the moment I touched this book,” he pointed to the book cradles in Harry's arms, “that I found out. They summoned me to a council meeting and explained that it was my destiny to help you with yours.”

Harry grinned, “So we really must be parallel souls after all.”

“Huh?”

Harry waved him off, “never mind, I'll tell you later. Tell me more about what they wanted you to do.”

“Nothing much more than that. I was the only true being at the time with the ability to use blood magic so I was to master the art and just wait around for a few centuries until you came along so I could guide you.”

“Do they interfere like this with every prophecy?”

Inu Yasha shrugged, “I don't think so. This was a pretty serious prophecy compared to most. Voldemort coming to power would greatly upset to balance of light and darkness in the universe so obviously the PTB decided to take matters into their own hands. They knew your ability ahead of time and knew I was the only one who could help you. End of story.”

“Pretty deep,” Harry said, still reeling from all the information he gained in the last half-hour.

“Alright, time to get to school...” Inu Yasha said, standing up and brushing off his pants.

“Awww…” Harry whined, falling back onto the bed, “do I have to? That fucking ass is there. And he still has my damn bird.”

“You're bird is fine, she's in the owlry. Now get your lazy, freak ass up and lets go. You need an education.”

“Who you calling a freak, freak?” Harry asked with a mean smile, lifting himself to his feet, “And what about the demons? How will I fight them if I'm stuck in that hell hole?”

The thought of being around so many humans for so long was making Harry unusually uncomfortable.

“Don't worry, they'll come to you, trust me.”

Harry snorted at that last comment, shrinking what he could find of his possessions before freezing, “Hang on...how did you know that Hedwig is in the owlry...?”

Inu Yasha looked around, before flashing him an impish smile and leaping out of the ruined house, laughing as he bounded from rooftop to rooftop, seeming impalpable to the human eye.

Harry growled, his eyes flashing an incandescent color at the challenge, and bounded after him. It was an amazing and exhilarating, jumping with almost no gravity, the wind whipping his hair as if he were on a broom. The balls of his feet barley made contact with the tiles of the rooftops before he was airborne again. To his excitement he was quickly gaining on his mentor, though whether it was because Inu Yasha was letting him or skill he'd have to find out.

Soon Harry was sprinting next to him and Inu Yasha's shocked face was enough to confirm it was the former.

“Holy, fucking shit. How the hell did you catch up so fast?” Inu Yasha yelled against the wind. Harry just grinned and sped up, flying past Inu Yasha. Rather than getting mad, Inu Yasha laughed and followed the boy. The two flew over towns, using houses and cars as fleeting landing pads and push-offs. They passed over forests and plains until a looming, but welcoming castle materialized in the distance.