InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ High Voltage- Reviving the Thunder ❯ Reborn ( Chapter 1 )

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High Voltage: Reviving the Thunder- Chapter 1: "Reborn"Matoko Shizaki
Inu-Yasha is copyright Rumiko Takahashi and Sunrise Inc. All of the characters have been made up by me except Kaede, Inu-Yasha, Kagome, Miroku, Sango, Shippo, Kiara, Myoga, Hiten, and Manten.
I came up with this plot after reading volume 4 of the mangas. I was so touched and felt almost bad for Hiten when Inu-Yasha killed Manten. The way he was crying it just made me want to scream, "Oh my god! Poor Hiten!!!!" So now, my long planned out tribute to the legacy of the Thunder Brothers


Aoi's hand swept over her brow and she sighed. Then sun was high in the sky now, so much that she figured it was noon. The beautiful young woman sheathed her sword just as her twin brother's head emerged from the bushes. "Sister! It is time for lunch!" he cried. "Coming Azaka." Aoi sighed in annoyance. 'No one ever lets me train! How will I be able to became a warrior for the village and uphold the family name at this rate?' Aoi thought.

Although hesitant, she followed her twin brother down the slope of the hill and stumbled a bit crashing headlong into him. "Arg! Damn that wretched knee of mine!" Aoi moaned. "You know, you need to find a remedy for that soon. No warrior can stand battle with, as you call it, a 'trick knee'." Azaka commented helping his sister up. "You speak the truth. But for now I can only pray to the gods for my knee to heal." Aoi added. They continued on silently towards the village.

The animal skin doorway opened and Azaka and Aoi stepped into the hut where their father and them resided. "Azaka! Aoi! Just in time for lunch!" Aoi's father said with a hardy laugh. The village leader dismissed his servants and patted the mats next to him, beckoning his children to sit. Spread out before him was a grand meal that made Aoi drool at the sight of it. 'I guess I've been training too long.' Aoi thought, a grin slowly creasing her face. Aoi took her seat by her father's right side (being the older of the two twins by only a few minutes but older none the less.). "Now, Aoi, my child, how has your training gone?" The village chief asked taking a bite out of the huge drumstick. Aoi polished an apple on the front of her shirt and replied with a bow of her head, "Very good father. I have much improved." The chief nodded. "Good to hear it! And Azaka" The brown haired boy looked up from stuffing his face. "I have some news for you later." Azaka smiled. "Yes sir."

After lunch, Aoi's father escorted her out of the hut for a moment. Aoi sat down onto the grass with a sigh as she finished her apple and threw the core out into the woods. "What could be so important that only Azaka hears?" she thought aloud. The young warrior shrugged just as a young man bent down next to her. "Hello Lady Aoi. A nice day, isn't it?" Aoi looked up and tried her best to be polite to the boy, Witan, who she utterly despised. "Yes, beautiful weather." Witan ran his fingers along under Aoi's chin. "But never can it be a rival to your stunning beauty." Aoi tried not to scowl at the man her father was arranging her to marry. She hated him and his arrogance. He may have been the richest merchant in the village but to him, Aoi could only be labeled as a prize. A toy at his disposal. Aoi turned her head. "I am sorry Witan-san but my father has business to discuss with Aoi." Azaka said poking his head out of the animal skin doorway. "Indeed." Witan said huffily. "Well, I shall see you tonight I hope?" he asked. "I--" Aoi began to turn him down but a voice interrupted her. "Of course she will. Isn't that right daughter?" Aoi sighed. "Yes father."

When Witan had left, the chief brought his daughter into the hut. "Sit Aoi, this may take a while." he explained, his voice now more serious and worried. "Is-- Is something troubling you father?" Aoi asked. The chief nodded. "I'm afraid that because of your knee you are not suitable for the village warrior." Aoi gasped but didn't speak. "Until your knee heals, if at all, your brother will train and become the village protector. In the meantime, we must find another warrior." Aoi couldn't believe her ears. "But father! I've trained for this my entire--" The chief held his hand up to silence her. "I'm sorry but I have made my decision."

Rain poured down onto the lands and a solitary figure skirted up the side of the hill into a rocky area known as "Demon's Death Peak", only named in the past five years. The only building in the area was a shrine where the figure took shelter. Aoi removed her cloak and spread it across the floor at the entrance. "Lightning Temple." she said under her breath. Aoi remembered the legend of the place from when she was young: Five years ago the keeper of the Shikon no Tama, a young girl from another time named Kagome, can here with her friend, Inu-Yasha, a hayou. Along with them were Myoga the flea, a faithful servant of Inu-Yasha's late father, and Shippo, a young kitsune pup. Here, they did battle with the notorious Thunder Brothers, Hiten and Manten, who possessed five of the pieces of the Shikon no Tama. Manten was killed at the hands of Inu-Yasha and his blade, Tetsusaiga. The elder brother, Hiten, was also killed by those means. Their bodies resided in the temple and they will give their powers to those they feel are worthy in exchange for their lives back.

Aoi sighed remembering the uproar the fight had caused in her village and how Kagome had helped heal her when she was a sick young girl. In fact, her and Inu-Yasha were the inspiration behind her desire to become the village guardian. Aoi ignored the memories and lit the candles on the altar. She shivered as she passed the two caskets holding the bodies of the late demons. Forgetting her fears, Aoi removed the stone covers and gazed into the caskets. In one was Manten, the lizard like demon who's wounds still looked fresh and clothes still clung to his body. The other body was of his elder brother, Hiten, who's handsome face made Aoi breathless. The girl shook her head to drive such evil thoughts from her mind and knelt down before the caskets with her spell book open. Then she bent her head in prayer.

"Spirits of old, demons Hiten and Manten. Please grant me my wish. I-" the teen stumbled on her words, nervous as to what evil she might be inflicting. "I wish that someone would come and help me with the problems of my life. In return, I give you your souls back." Aoi looked up and began the chant. Her voice flattened out so that the words blended together and the pages of her spell book flapped as a gust blew through the room. The candles flickered and then went out and Aoi looked up. Suddenly, light burst forth from the caskets, followed by an explosion that blew Aoi against the wall. Chunks of stone flew past her face and bounced off very close to her head. Her eyes were wide open in horror and a figure sat up, followed by the other. Aoi's hair flapped in the breeze that suddenly burst back through the shrine.

"Lifeonce more" One silhouetted figure said breathlessly while studying over his hand. "Yes elder brother! Such a wonderful feeling it is." "Manten! You as well?" The bulkier figure nodded. The thinner one cackled and stepped out of the casket. "And what witchcraft do we have to thank?" he hissed through the immense darkness. Aoi's breath became heavy but she replied. "I released you." She clambered to her feet and watched as the demon stepped into the moonlight streaming through the windows. "So, it was you. Hm, such a pretty face." Hiten traced his fingers along Aoi's rosy cheek. "But then again, they say there is no face more beautiful than that of a dying woman!" Aoi stumbled backwards in fright. "No" she whispered. Hiten slammed the bottom of his Blade of Lightning onto the floor and came closer. "Stay away!" Aoi cried with new found courage. Hiten stumbled backwards and fell back into the casket. "You little witch! How did you?!" Hiten yelled, furious.

"Simple. She gave you heathens life and she now controls you." Aoi turned to the door as an elderly woman shifted into the light. "Priestess Ayanami!" Aoi gasped. The woman, slightly aged and thin, nodded and stepped forward, the beads on her staff shaking as she approached. "Of what nonsense do you speak wench?!" Hiten roared, still not able to climb out of the casket. "Yes! Who are you to say that one child controls the Thunder Brothers?" Manten demanded. Priestess Ayanami grunted. "Notice the scars on your necks and know that they are Aoi's way of branding you." The old priestess said. Hiten traced his fingers over the new scar in the shape of a tear on his neck. "Lies all of it!" Hiten cried. "Show them Aoi" Ayanami sighed, exasperated that the two hadn't realized yet. "Uh Hiten, fall over!" Hiten, who had straddled the side of the casket and was about to crawl out, tumbled out onto the floor. Manten bit his lip to contain his laughter. "See, I told you." Ayanami said looking down at Hiten, who was sprawled on the floor at her feet.

"Hiten, in a situation like this, it is best not to be stubborn." Manten said to his older brother. "What do you-- WAAA!!!" "Hiten, keep walking." Aoi commanded. Hiten jerked forward nearly slamming into a tree. "Oh, sorry!" Aoi called back. Ayanami shook her head sadly. "But, she's making a mockery of the name of the Thunder Brothers!" Hiten yelled, enraged. Manten cringed, hating to see how mad his older brother was knowing he was quite capable of putting a few wind holes in someone's face. (A/N: For those of you that don't know, wind holes are when someone punches another person in the face and puts a complete hole through their head. Buu does that to Bobbity in DBZ and Hiten does it in the manga to a topless lady.)

Dawn arose casting long shadows over the land. Aoi pushed but the hood of her cloak and looked over at Priestess Ayanami. "Priestess Ayanami, what shall happen when my father hears of these two? What shall be come of them and me?" Before the old priestess could speak, a head flew out of the tree before them. "You're all dead." Aoi jumped backwards only to realize it was Azaka. "Azaka you runt! I ought to wring your neck!" Aoi half screamed, half whispered. Azaka flipped out of the tree and landed behind his sister and in front of the two Thunder Brothers. "Hey, who are these guys?" Azaka asked. "Isn't is a little early for a masquerade?" Hiten snarled and stepped forward toward the young boy. "Hiten, sit!" Aoi screamed. Hiten fell to his butt on the ground and grunted. Manten gave a sheepish grin. "I am Manten of the Thunder Brotherer. And this is my elder brother, Hiten." Azaka poked and prodded at Manten's face. "What kind of mask is this?!" he asked in wonder. Manten slapped away the boy's hand and replied angrily, "Tis no mask!" "Then what are you?" Azaka asked, his hands on his hips. "Demons." Azaka turned around to face the speaker: his sister. "What?! Then why the hell are they here?!" Aoi bowed her head, almost as if in shame. "I I brought them back to life." Azaka shuddered. "Father is going to kill you when he finds out!" Azaka exclaimed. "I'll do anything. Just keep quiet!" Aoi pleaded. Azaka rubbed his chin with some authority. "Well there is something you could do"