InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Fabled Yesterday ❯ Fabled Yesterday Prologue ( Chapter 1 )
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Fabled Yesterday Prologue
At one time, there was nothing, there was only a black abyss. The calm before every storm seemed to lurk here. Have you ever been in a room that was so dark that even if you lit a torch the light would not be able to penetrate it? Well the gods have. They were there at the start of time. There was not one god who created the others; they all were created at once.
Soon all around the infant gods' shapes began to appear. These were the beginning of galaxies, the solar system and planets. As the gods grow so did the universe. These gods could take many forms; most of them resembling other life forms on the many planets. However, the gods favored one planet above the rest. This planet had a comfortable climate for all the gods to enjoy and the dominating creators were and are their favorite forms to take. This was so they could blend into the societies that formed all over the planet. Soon the humans (the gods named them) began to spread around the contents more. Thus the gods went in to hiding.
To them the humans were helpless; dying from the simplest of colds. So the gods, still in hiding, stepped in. They whispered into a select few ears, on how to do such things as cure meaningless colds that plagued their species. Soon after, humans learned to trust the gods. It seemed that the humans, who had the honor of hearing the gods, began to talk about the gods to the other humans. Soon after, all across the world temples were erected in homage of the nameless gods. Stories began to form to explain the unknown gods.
Most of the stories, however, were false.
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There was a very dark mood. There was no moon this night, the perfect time for a hunt,
Two wolves moved closer to their prey. The elk weren't paying any attention to their surroundings; too absorbed in the feast the tree bark gave them in the middle of this cold and bitter winter. This would be a deadly mistake. The two struck, giving chase to a strong buck that had just gotten his horns that spring. They liked to give chase to the strong; it was more thrilling that way.
The buck dashed into a thicker part of the woods in hopes to lead the wolves away from the rest of his herd. He jumped over large rocks and stumps to try to get away. There was no hope for him right from the start, you see...these wolves were not ordinary, these wolves were gods. Ginta and Hakakku were their names; the Gods of the hunt.
“Ginta,” Hakakku panted out, “let's finish this quickly.” He didn't feel like going on a long hunt today. Earlier he had pulled a muscle in his leg and only now was it having an effect.
“Fine.” Ginta said huffing slightly, annoyed at his brother.
They trapped the poor beast against a very large tree and devoured it quickly, leaving behind some small bones and fur. The gods had a big appetite.
Bellies full and limbs tired, had them resting at the base of the tree they killed the elk under. Heads on paws, tales limp they turned in for the night.
Later into the night there was a faint sound. This sound was so faint if you weren't a canine you'd miss it. Ginta's ear flicked. He lifted his head and sniffed the air. Nothing. This was the problem with their noses, if the wind was blowing behind them they didn't get any of the scents that were in front of them, but he heard the sound once more this time clearer and it sounded like a whimper.
Ginta stood up and moved over to Hakakku and nudged him with his paw.
“Get up,” Ginta said in a whisper “I hear something.” Hakakku grumbled and opened one eye to peak at Ginta. “What?” he said obviously annoyed at being woken at such an ungodly hour. “I hear something.” Ginta repeated to himself.
Hakakku got up, stretching himself much like dogs do and let out a big yawn.
“Where did you hear it?” he asked after his big yawn.
“Over to the left, near those thistle bushes.” The bush was large and thick. It helped in trapping the elk on their last hunt. Just then the whimper sounded again.
They crept closer to the unknown sound, lifting their paws gently against the crisp new snow.
With them being gods and all, you'd think they would be brave and not fear anything. With most of the gods this was true but not with them. They were known among the other gods as cowards. I know not a very good reputation but they lived with it and moved on with their lives and if one of the other gods brought it up they just ignored it.
They pushed their heads through the thick bush to avoid getting hurt. Just beyond the thorn bush was a small clearing with the same type of bush on the other side. There was something odd in this clearing the snow seemed to give a light glow even though there was no moon to be found in the inky sky, but it was not the glowing snow that caught the god's attention. No it was the small bundle of fur that got their attention.
The little bundle gave a soft whimper startling the two wolves. The gods moved a closer to the fur and when they reached the bundle Hakakku outstretched his paw to it and began to shift the fur to see what lay inside.
The fur unraveled on to the white, glowing snow and when the fur lay flat both the wolves gasped at what lay in side. A small, no, tiny baby lay there, shivering from the bitter winters cold. The little one had a cloth wrapping around it much like clothing. It had a tuff of black hair on top of its little head but the oddest thing about the baby was that it had stains of red all over its torso and limbs. The baby had not even been cleaned after birth before it was abandoned in the cold, unforgiving Siberian winter.
Ginta let out a loud snarl. He knew that some humans were barbarians but he didn't expect them to go to this extent. And to think of what some of the gods had done for them. They taught the little humans how to speak and to do simple mathematics. They taught them to hunt and gather and to build homes out of the materials available to them in any climate. They taught them to live in peace with each other and this is what they did with their teachings? They threw away their offspring when there is hardship upon them. Ginta was out right disgusted.
Hakakku looked at the human baby in sympathy. So young and already the world's hardships were on its little shoulders. He knew the hardships some humans faced. They had seen horrible things take place due to some humans' lust for life. Such as this, a baby abandoned most likely because it would only be another mouth to feed in the harsh winter. It was probably already decided that it would be abandoned before it was even born.
“We can't let her die.” Ginta growled. Ginta was looking at the little baby who had just opened her big blue eyes to take a peek at who had disturbed her from her sleep.
“You know that it's not good to meddle in human affairs such as this. We may be gods but even we cannot decide who is to live and who is to die.” Hakakku muttered in a quiet voice.
“Hakakku, she is just a child. We won't keep her we'll just bring her to a safe place safe.” Ginta said
“But what if the person that we bring her to doesn't want her?” Hakakku asked nervously.
“They will have her if they think she is from the gods as a gift to them.” Ginta said smugly about his own kind.
“What are you thinking Ginta?” Hakakku asked worried about what his friend and brother would do.
“We will have to make an appearance to the human we give her to.” Ginta said smartly and with pride that he came up with the great idea.
“But where should we take her?” Hakakku asked worriedly. They couldn't just take her to any old place, it had to be safe, warm and somewhere where she would be well fed.
“There is an outpost not too far from here. We can give her to them; they will take care of her.” Ginta said once proudly once more. He was on a roll tonight.
“Ginta, I think she's cold.” Hakakku said disparately.
“Huh? Oh yea, sorry.” He said feeling ashamed for ignoring the little one.
“We should change back.” Hakakku suggest. Ginta nodded and began to glow lightly, Hakakku started to glow as well. The fur began to shed and land on the snow below their paws were now turning in to strong male hands. Their muzzles contracted into their faces that now only contained skin. The eyes of the wolves seemed to change shape to a more rounded look, human eyes. Turning was a painful process; the bones of the body would re-shape, expand, and contract, all within the body.
Now fully changed to their human like forms, Hakakku bent over and wrapped the baby once more in fur and picked her up. The baby gave a small sigh of contentment and closed its eyes and went to sleep.
“Now little one, time to get you some food.” Hakakku whispered to the sleeping baby.
Ginta and Hakakku took off through the woods faster than a hot knife moving through butter. They ran in a north easterly direction, towards Sortavala cliffs, one of the biggest cliffs in Russia. On these cliffs were the Roman stands.
As they traveled swiftly through the thick forest, desperation to get the baby some food seemed to increase with every step they took. Finally, they came to a large tree with large extending roots that shot out from the ground and could trip someone if they were not careful. One of the roots that they came to made an arch that covered and hid the den that was directly underneath. You would not be able to fine the den if you were not shown it ahead of time.
“Diana!” Ginta called out in to the den. Diana was one of the many gods of hunt but she was also known for her up great love of children. It was an odd combination of things in which caught the goddess attention and it made her very happy to assist children in need so no one was complaining.
Some shifting was heard inside the den, and then a dark brown almost black dog's head peaked out from under the root of the gigantic tree. The large dog seemed to grin at the site of the two other gods of hunt.
“Well look who has come to visit,” the dog growled out. “My old friends, Ginta and Hakakku.” The she-dog said in a cheery voice. “What brings you two here in the middle of the bitter winter,” the goddess paused for a moment, “naked none the less?”
Ginta and Hakakku looked at each other then back at Diana. “We need your help.” Ginta said. Hakakku revealed the small girl to the goddess. The goddess' eyes widened at the site of the baby. “She needs to be fed.”
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