InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ I Loved Him ❯ I Loved Him as a Son, Part 3 ( Chapter 9 )
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By: Light-Eco-Sage 
Kagome's mother learns the secret of Inuyasha's mortal night and bonding ensues.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Supernatural | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.02.2013 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 451 | Status: Work In Progress
Kagome's mother learns the secret of Inuyasha's mortal night and bonding ensues.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Supernatural | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.02.2013 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 451 | Status: Work In Progress
LES: If there’s one thing that I’ve personally never seen in an Inuyasha fanfic, it’s the handling of Inuyasha’s mortal night + Kagome’s family being handled the right way. Every time I’ve ever read a story about Kagome’s family being exposed to mortal Inuyasha it’s like “No big deal.” I don’t think Kagome would have told her family, like a trust thing. And, now, for Kagome’s mother! And, one last thing… here’s a fact! Did you know that dogs have sixty percent less taste buds than humans? … Yes, this information is relevant.
Chapter IX: I Loved Him as a Son, Part 3
The simple fact of the matter was that the lunar calendar fluctuated between the modern era and the Feudal era. But it was not as far off as one would imagine. Most of the time, the new lunar month in the modern era happened a few days before the new lunar month in the feudal era.
But it wasn’t something that anyone really noticed. Inuyasha had never had the chance to be on Kagome’s side of the well when the status of the new moon was different from his era.
So that is why Inuyasha had no reservations about coming after Kagome in her era a few days before his mortal night, which unknown to him, had bumped up his mortal night to this night. The change did not happen as soon as he got out of the well, because it was before sunset, but that was not long off.
He leapt out of the well, knowing full well that Kagome should be back from her school this late in the evening. And she’d have some time with her family too, so there was literally nothing that she could complain about. In a few bounds, he made his way to Kagome’s window, slid open the glass, and poked his head in. “Kagome?” But the word died in his throat when he realized that Kagome was not in her room. In fact, judging by how much her scent had faded; she had not been in the room since this morning.
Confused, Inuyasha slipped into the room, gazing around.
But before more than a few seconds could pass, the door opened and Kagome’s mother walked in, her eyes immediately falling on the hanyou. “Oh. Arigato, Inuyasha. Are you here to pick up Kagome?”
“Course I am.” Inuyasha answered, standing up and sniffing. “She’s not home yet? Shouldn’t she be back from the school thing by now?”
“Yes, school is over, but Kagome is with her friends right now. She’s so far behind in her studies; she needs her friend’s notes in order to keep up. She’s getting those notes now, and she should be back by dinner.”
“Oh. Good. And then we’ll leave.” Inuyasha said.
“But, Inuyasha, wouldn’t you mind staying for dinner? It would only be an extra hour or so, and surely you couldn’t begin your travels in the Feudal era at night. You’d have to wait for morning anyway.”
Inuyasha shrugged. Kagome’s mother did have a point, although he refused to admit it. “Fine. We’ll stay. But only for the night. We’ll leave in the morning.”
Mrs. Higarashi smiled. “That’s very kind of you, Inuyasha.”
“Feh.” The hanyou snorted.
“Would you like to come down to the dining room and wait?” Mrs. Higarashi asked. Without a word, Inuyasha got up and followed her down to the dining room and he took his usual seat from the few times when he did have a meal with Kagome’s family. Mrs. Higarashi, meanwhile, stepped back into the kitchen to continue making dinner, with a cup of ramen noodles added in for Inuyasha now that he was there.
Inuyasha waited with semi-patience, sniffing at the air in an attempt to guess at what Kagome’s mother was making. But, to his shock, he could barely make out the scents of the food. But, then again, most of what he could pick up was the Kami-awful smell of modern ‘cleaning’ supplies. Kagome’s mother must’ve used them just that afternoon. Maybe it wasn’t such a shock that he couldn’t smell over it.
It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Mrs. Higarashi’s cooking… as long as it didn’t include any of that ‘curry’ shit.
Mrs. Higarashi had just set down the food, with the brief explanation that Kagome’s brother and grandfather were also out of the shrine, when Inuyasha felt the tell-tale pulse of his Youki. He froze, with his chopsticks half-way to his mouth. He knew that feeling! But this wasn’t a feeling that he should be feeling for three more days, at least!
Mrs. Higarashi gazed at the hanyou with concern when he froze in place. “Inuyasha? Is everything all right? I made sure that nothing was spicy this time.”
“What is the phase of the moon?” Inuyasha asked suddenly, shocking Kagome’s mother.
“The moon?” Kagome’s mother repeated. To be honest, the moon phase was not something that the average person kept track of in the modern era, at least since the solar calendar replaced the lunar one. “I believe it’s the new moon, or pretty close to it.”
Inuyasha had half-a-thought to duck and cover, to run towards the safety of the Bone Eater’s well; since it was definitely not the new moon on his side of the well! Who knew that the moon phases changed between his time and Kagome’s time anyway? But it was too late. His claws had all ready blunted down to normal human fingernails and his hair was turning dark inky black.
Kagome’s mother watched in amazement as the hanyou changed before her very eyes. Within the span of a few seconds, he had transformed from the hanyou that she knew into a very human-like appearance. His hair turned black, his eyes were a dark steely grey, and even his dog ears were gone from the top of his head. She couldn’t see with his forelocks, but she knew that she would find him with human ears if she cared to look.
For a few seconds, neither one of them spoke. Inuyasha waited, feeling incredibly nervous. Even though more people knew about his human time, it was still very difficult for him to reveal this time to anyone. It was one of the few things that his mother had been very strict with him about: that he never ever let anyone find out when his time of weakness was. Kagome’s mother was not a threat to him, at least, so that put him slightly at ease.
“Inuyasha? What happened? Is something wrong?” Mrs. Higarashi gasped, worried that there was something terribly wrong with the hanyou that her daughter chose to befriend.
“Uh, no… nothing wrong.” Inuyasha mumbled. “This happens every once in a while.”
“What happened?” Kagome’s mother asked. “You look…”
“Human? For tonight, I am human. Totally human.” Inuyasha sighed. “You see… hanyou are different from full Youkai. A half-human body cannot stand up to constantly containing the power of our youki. So, once a month, a hanyou must lose their youki and become completely human so that their bodies can rest from the strain youki puts on it.”
“I see. And your time is…” She glanced out the window, and found no moon in the sky. “The new moon?” Inuyasha nodded. “That is very interesting. Does it hurt? To transform, I mean.”
Inuyasha was struck by a sudden sense of déjà vu. Kagome had asked him those very questions about his transformation soon after his first time transforming after meeting her. Of course, being the rude, asshole hanyou he was back then, he refused to answer. He’d been more truthful the last time she asked. And he figured that he trusted Kagome’s mother about as much as he trusted Kagome. She’d certainly never given Inuyasha any reason to doubt her. “It doesn’t really hurt all that much. It’s more annoying than anything else… losing my senses and strength.”
“I see. Do you want to stay here, or go back to your time where there is no new moon?” Mrs. Higarashi asked. The least she could do was offer him a way out if he wanted.
“Nah. I’ll stay. Since I’ve all ready transformed, I might as well. Maybe I’ll let Kagome stay for a few more days, until the new moon passes in my time. I don’t really feel like turning human twice in one month.” Inuyasha answered, taking a bite of his ramen, and savored it a bit more than usual.
As an Inuhanyou, he had once sense that was not quite as good as a human’s, and that sense was taste. So, while his eye sight, hearing, and sense of smell all decreased, his sense of taste actually increased. That lowered sense had actually served him well as a young hanyou scavenging for food. Since he couldn’t taste as well as a human, he’d been able to consume things whose taste alone would turn a human stomach. Of course, those days were long since passed, and now he enjoyed the increased flavor of good things as a human.
Mrs. Higarashi stared at Inuyasha while he ate, still partially unable to believe the transformation that he had undergone. Of course, it’s not like she knew that much about hanyous anyway. Before Kagome’s trip into the past, hanyous had been in the same category as Youkai: myths. In the past, Inuyasha might be looked down upon for his Youkai heritage, but to her it was just fascinating.
In no time at all, he had finished the ramen, proving that his transformation had no effect on his appetite. “Would you like to wait for Kagome in her room?” Mrs. Higarashi asked.
“Fine.” Inuyasha answered, standing up. Mrs. Higarashi also stood and led Inuyasha back up the stairs towards Kagome’s room even though he knew very well where it was. They were almost there when Mrs. Higarashi passed the restroom and she caught a brief glance of her reflection in the bathroom mirror out of the corner of her eye. However, when Inuyasha walked past and saw the same thing, he froze and stared at the mirror.
Mrs. Higarashi stopped, glancing back at him. She knew that, while Inuyasha did share many traits with dogs, he had not inherited a dog’s inability to recognize themselves in a mirror. Inuyasha knew what a mirror was and knew what he was looking at when he saw his reflection, so why was he staring at his reflection like he’d never seen it before?
“Inuyasha? What do you see?” Kagome’s mother asked.
“I see myself.” Inuyasha paused. “And my mother.” To tell the truth, his reflection had been a shock. He knew what he looked like normally. He was very familiar with his features as a hanyou. But he had not seen a reflection of his human form since he was a little pup. Besides the things that he could see himself, he had forgotten what his human form even looked like. And now that he was looking at him, he couldn’t believe how much he now looked like his mother. He’d always had a bit of his mother in his face, but now in his human form, he looked just like her.
“Oh…” Kagome’s mother said. “Then your mother was… the human?”
“She was.” Inuyasha answered.
“She must’ve…” Mrs. Higarashi began. If Inuyasha still had canine ears, they would have been pulled back against his head. He’d heard it all before. His mother was a Youkai-lover. A whore. A traitor to her species. And, above all, she was a cursed woman who had birthed a filthy hanyou… one that she actually acknowledged as her son. “Loved your father very much.”
For a minute, Inuyasha was pretty sure that his human ears had played a trick on him. There was no way that he heard what he just heard! Inuyasha knew that his mother had loved his father, but he’d never met a human who’d seen it that way. After all, no human could love a Youkai, so any hanyou had to be either the product of rape or the woman was a whore. There was no other option. “What?”
“I’m sure that your mother loved your father very much.” Mrs. Higarashi repeated. “It must’ve been a strong love that she’d be willing to give him a child even knowing that they’d be looked down upon because of it.”
Inuyasha stared at her, shocked. Kagome’s mother was, without her knowing, paraphrasing the very things that his own mother once told him: that she loved his father and did not regret having his child because of her love for him… and, most importantly, that she loved her son with all her heart. What was it with the women in Kagome’s family being so utterly amazing?
“They… did love each other.” Inuyasha said. “My mother always made sure that I knew that. But I haven’t met very many humans who see it that way.”
“Then they are foolish.” Kagome’s mother said simply. “Why would a woman put her life at risk for anything other than pure love?” She smiled at the young man. “You shouldn’t have to feel ashamed of what you are, Inuyasha. In many other cultures, a half-supernatural being such as yourself would be looked up to as a hero. Even in Japan. Have you ever heard the story of Kintaro?”
Inuyasha nodded. It was an old story, even in his time. Kintaro was the child of a human and a dragon, and he grew up to be the greatest warrior in Japanese legend: akin to Heracles and Beowulf. It was one of Inuyasha’s favorite stories that his mother used to tell him.
Kintaro, technically a hanyou, had proven his strength and worth in the legend. Inuyasha had strived his whole life to do the same thing. And now a human woman was telling him that he was all ready strong and worthy.
He had only ever believed his mother when she said those things before. And, had it been any other woman, Inuyasha would have probably scoffed in disbelief. But Kagome’s mother, like Kagome herself, was different. In Kagome’s mother he could see the spirit of motherhood that was in all mothers, including his own. He could see a shadow of his own mother looking out of Mrs. Higarashi’s eyes, telling him the things she said every day of her life: you are not worthless, you have the right to happiness, and I love you Inuyasha.
Unable to speak anymore due to the blockage of human emotion in his throat, Inuyasha hung his head and Mrs. Higarashi embraced the young man. He did not react to the embrace, but he didn’t pull away either. So she just held him, knowing that everyone needs to be held once in a while.
They were pulled apart with the sound of the door opening down below and Kagome’s call “I’m home, Mama!”
Mrs. Higarashi gave Inuyasha one last smile before she went down to greet her daughter who would soon be shocked speechless herself to discover that Inuyasha had not only revealed himself to her mother as a human, but he was actually willing to stay in her time for a few more days… at least until the new moon in his own time passed.
A Note on Names: I know that the common way to spell Heracles’ name is Hercules. But that’s the Roman spelling of his name. His original Greek name is Heracles, which means “The Glory of Hera”. He was named this in an unsuccessful attempt to appease the Goddess Hera after discovering that her husband had sired another half-mortal child. In many ways, the demigods of Greek mythology are much better off than hanyous, but they always seem to meet tragic ends anyway.
Chapter IX: I Loved Him as a Son, Part 3
The simple fact of the matter was that the lunar calendar fluctuated between the modern era and the Feudal era. But it was not as far off as one would imagine. Most of the time, the new lunar month in the modern era happened a few days before the new lunar month in the feudal era.
But it wasn’t something that anyone really noticed. Inuyasha had never had the chance to be on Kagome’s side of the well when the status of the new moon was different from his era.
So that is why Inuyasha had no reservations about coming after Kagome in her era a few days before his mortal night, which unknown to him, had bumped up his mortal night to this night. The change did not happen as soon as he got out of the well, because it was before sunset, but that was not long off.
He leapt out of the well, knowing full well that Kagome should be back from her school this late in the evening. And she’d have some time with her family too, so there was literally nothing that she could complain about. In a few bounds, he made his way to Kagome’s window, slid open the glass, and poked his head in. “Kagome?” But the word died in his throat when he realized that Kagome was not in her room. In fact, judging by how much her scent had faded; she had not been in the room since this morning.
Confused, Inuyasha slipped into the room, gazing around.
But before more than a few seconds could pass, the door opened and Kagome’s mother walked in, her eyes immediately falling on the hanyou. “Oh. Arigato, Inuyasha. Are you here to pick up Kagome?”
“Course I am.” Inuyasha answered, standing up and sniffing. “She’s not home yet? Shouldn’t she be back from the school thing by now?”
“Yes, school is over, but Kagome is with her friends right now. She’s so far behind in her studies; she needs her friend’s notes in order to keep up. She’s getting those notes now, and she should be back by dinner.”
“Oh. Good. And then we’ll leave.” Inuyasha said.
“But, Inuyasha, wouldn’t you mind staying for dinner? It would only be an extra hour or so, and surely you couldn’t begin your travels in the Feudal era at night. You’d have to wait for morning anyway.”
Inuyasha shrugged. Kagome’s mother did have a point, although he refused to admit it. “Fine. We’ll stay. But only for the night. We’ll leave in the morning.”
Mrs. Higarashi smiled. “That’s very kind of you, Inuyasha.”
“Feh.” The hanyou snorted.
“Would you like to come down to the dining room and wait?” Mrs. Higarashi asked. Without a word, Inuyasha got up and followed her down to the dining room and he took his usual seat from the few times when he did have a meal with Kagome’s family. Mrs. Higarashi, meanwhile, stepped back into the kitchen to continue making dinner, with a cup of ramen noodles added in for Inuyasha now that he was there.
Inuyasha waited with semi-patience, sniffing at the air in an attempt to guess at what Kagome’s mother was making. But, to his shock, he could barely make out the scents of the food. But, then again, most of what he could pick up was the Kami-awful smell of modern ‘cleaning’ supplies. Kagome’s mother must’ve used them just that afternoon. Maybe it wasn’t such a shock that he couldn’t smell over it.
It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Mrs. Higarashi’s cooking… as long as it didn’t include any of that ‘curry’ shit.
Mrs. Higarashi had just set down the food, with the brief explanation that Kagome’s brother and grandfather were also out of the shrine, when Inuyasha felt the tell-tale pulse of his Youki. He froze, with his chopsticks half-way to his mouth. He knew that feeling! But this wasn’t a feeling that he should be feeling for three more days, at least!
Mrs. Higarashi gazed at the hanyou with concern when he froze in place. “Inuyasha? Is everything all right? I made sure that nothing was spicy this time.”
“What is the phase of the moon?” Inuyasha asked suddenly, shocking Kagome’s mother.
“The moon?” Kagome’s mother repeated. To be honest, the moon phase was not something that the average person kept track of in the modern era, at least since the solar calendar replaced the lunar one. “I believe it’s the new moon, or pretty close to it.”
Inuyasha had half-a-thought to duck and cover, to run towards the safety of the Bone Eater’s well; since it was definitely not the new moon on his side of the well! Who knew that the moon phases changed between his time and Kagome’s time anyway? But it was too late. His claws had all ready blunted down to normal human fingernails and his hair was turning dark inky black.
Kagome’s mother watched in amazement as the hanyou changed before her very eyes. Within the span of a few seconds, he had transformed from the hanyou that she knew into a very human-like appearance. His hair turned black, his eyes were a dark steely grey, and even his dog ears were gone from the top of his head. She couldn’t see with his forelocks, but she knew that she would find him with human ears if she cared to look.
For a few seconds, neither one of them spoke. Inuyasha waited, feeling incredibly nervous. Even though more people knew about his human time, it was still very difficult for him to reveal this time to anyone. It was one of the few things that his mother had been very strict with him about: that he never ever let anyone find out when his time of weakness was. Kagome’s mother was not a threat to him, at least, so that put him slightly at ease.
“Inuyasha? What happened? Is something wrong?” Mrs. Higarashi gasped, worried that there was something terribly wrong with the hanyou that her daughter chose to befriend.
“Uh, no… nothing wrong.” Inuyasha mumbled. “This happens every once in a while.”
“What happened?” Kagome’s mother asked. “You look…”
“Human? For tonight, I am human. Totally human.” Inuyasha sighed. “You see… hanyou are different from full Youkai. A half-human body cannot stand up to constantly containing the power of our youki. So, once a month, a hanyou must lose their youki and become completely human so that their bodies can rest from the strain youki puts on it.”
“I see. And your time is…” She glanced out the window, and found no moon in the sky. “The new moon?” Inuyasha nodded. “That is very interesting. Does it hurt? To transform, I mean.”
Inuyasha was struck by a sudden sense of déjà vu. Kagome had asked him those very questions about his transformation soon after his first time transforming after meeting her. Of course, being the rude, asshole hanyou he was back then, he refused to answer. He’d been more truthful the last time she asked. And he figured that he trusted Kagome’s mother about as much as he trusted Kagome. She’d certainly never given Inuyasha any reason to doubt her. “It doesn’t really hurt all that much. It’s more annoying than anything else… losing my senses and strength.”
“I see. Do you want to stay here, or go back to your time where there is no new moon?” Mrs. Higarashi asked. The least she could do was offer him a way out if he wanted.
“Nah. I’ll stay. Since I’ve all ready transformed, I might as well. Maybe I’ll let Kagome stay for a few more days, until the new moon passes in my time. I don’t really feel like turning human twice in one month.” Inuyasha answered, taking a bite of his ramen, and savored it a bit more than usual.
As an Inuhanyou, he had once sense that was not quite as good as a human’s, and that sense was taste. So, while his eye sight, hearing, and sense of smell all decreased, his sense of taste actually increased. That lowered sense had actually served him well as a young hanyou scavenging for food. Since he couldn’t taste as well as a human, he’d been able to consume things whose taste alone would turn a human stomach. Of course, those days were long since passed, and now he enjoyed the increased flavor of good things as a human.
Mrs. Higarashi stared at Inuyasha while he ate, still partially unable to believe the transformation that he had undergone. Of course, it’s not like she knew that much about hanyous anyway. Before Kagome’s trip into the past, hanyous had been in the same category as Youkai: myths. In the past, Inuyasha might be looked down upon for his Youkai heritage, but to her it was just fascinating.
In no time at all, he had finished the ramen, proving that his transformation had no effect on his appetite. “Would you like to wait for Kagome in her room?” Mrs. Higarashi asked.
“Fine.” Inuyasha answered, standing up. Mrs. Higarashi also stood and led Inuyasha back up the stairs towards Kagome’s room even though he knew very well where it was. They were almost there when Mrs. Higarashi passed the restroom and she caught a brief glance of her reflection in the bathroom mirror out of the corner of her eye. However, when Inuyasha walked past and saw the same thing, he froze and stared at the mirror.
Mrs. Higarashi stopped, glancing back at him. She knew that, while Inuyasha did share many traits with dogs, he had not inherited a dog’s inability to recognize themselves in a mirror. Inuyasha knew what a mirror was and knew what he was looking at when he saw his reflection, so why was he staring at his reflection like he’d never seen it before?
“Inuyasha? What do you see?” Kagome’s mother asked.
“I see myself.” Inuyasha paused. “And my mother.” To tell the truth, his reflection had been a shock. He knew what he looked like normally. He was very familiar with his features as a hanyou. But he had not seen a reflection of his human form since he was a little pup. Besides the things that he could see himself, he had forgotten what his human form even looked like. And now that he was looking at him, he couldn’t believe how much he now looked like his mother. He’d always had a bit of his mother in his face, but now in his human form, he looked just like her.
“Oh…” Kagome’s mother said. “Then your mother was… the human?”
“She was.” Inuyasha answered.
“She must’ve…” Mrs. Higarashi began. If Inuyasha still had canine ears, they would have been pulled back against his head. He’d heard it all before. His mother was a Youkai-lover. A whore. A traitor to her species. And, above all, she was a cursed woman who had birthed a filthy hanyou… one that she actually acknowledged as her son. “Loved your father very much.”
For a minute, Inuyasha was pretty sure that his human ears had played a trick on him. There was no way that he heard what he just heard! Inuyasha knew that his mother had loved his father, but he’d never met a human who’d seen it that way. After all, no human could love a Youkai, so any hanyou had to be either the product of rape or the woman was a whore. There was no other option. “What?”
“I’m sure that your mother loved your father very much.” Mrs. Higarashi repeated. “It must’ve been a strong love that she’d be willing to give him a child even knowing that they’d be looked down upon because of it.”
Inuyasha stared at her, shocked. Kagome’s mother was, without her knowing, paraphrasing the very things that his own mother once told him: that she loved his father and did not regret having his child because of her love for him… and, most importantly, that she loved her son with all her heart. What was it with the women in Kagome’s family being so utterly amazing?
“They… did love each other.” Inuyasha said. “My mother always made sure that I knew that. But I haven’t met very many humans who see it that way.”
“Then they are foolish.” Kagome’s mother said simply. “Why would a woman put her life at risk for anything other than pure love?” She smiled at the young man. “You shouldn’t have to feel ashamed of what you are, Inuyasha. In many other cultures, a half-supernatural being such as yourself would be looked up to as a hero. Even in Japan. Have you ever heard the story of Kintaro?”
Inuyasha nodded. It was an old story, even in his time. Kintaro was the child of a human and a dragon, and he grew up to be the greatest warrior in Japanese legend: akin to Heracles and Beowulf. It was one of Inuyasha’s favorite stories that his mother used to tell him.
Kintaro, technically a hanyou, had proven his strength and worth in the legend. Inuyasha had strived his whole life to do the same thing. And now a human woman was telling him that he was all ready strong and worthy.
He had only ever believed his mother when she said those things before. And, had it been any other woman, Inuyasha would have probably scoffed in disbelief. But Kagome’s mother, like Kagome herself, was different. In Kagome’s mother he could see the spirit of motherhood that was in all mothers, including his own. He could see a shadow of his own mother looking out of Mrs. Higarashi’s eyes, telling him the things she said every day of her life: you are not worthless, you have the right to happiness, and I love you Inuyasha.
Unable to speak anymore due to the blockage of human emotion in his throat, Inuyasha hung his head and Mrs. Higarashi embraced the young man. He did not react to the embrace, but he didn’t pull away either. So she just held him, knowing that everyone needs to be held once in a while.
They were pulled apart with the sound of the door opening down below and Kagome’s call “I’m home, Mama!”
Mrs. Higarashi gave Inuyasha one last smile before she went down to greet her daughter who would soon be shocked speechless herself to discover that Inuyasha had not only revealed himself to her mother as a human, but he was actually willing to stay in her time for a few more days… at least until the new moon in his own time passed.
A Note on Names: I know that the common way to spell Heracles’ name is Hercules. But that’s the Roman spelling of his name. His original Greek name is Heracles, which means “The Glory of Hera”. He was named this in an unsuccessful attempt to appease the Goddess Hera after discovering that her husband had sired another half-mortal child. In many ways, the demigods of Greek mythology are much better off than hanyous, but they always seem to meet tragic ends anyway.