InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Tensai of the Ookami-Inu ❯ Orphans ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

It had to be the coldest day in January, she didn’t know. She was just amazed that she was seeing snow. She giggled as she watched the frosty flakes gently drift from the sky with her face against the window. She drew in a deep breath and snorted, then stood back to see her work. Taking her finger, she drew a ‘K’ and smiled before whipping it away to do another.
“Your such a kid,” Souta’s voice came. Kagome turned to regard her older brother. He sat on the couch of their temporary vacation home. Her brother was muscular, tall, at least 5’7”, had black hair, brown eyes, and currently had his nose in a skater magazine. Kagome blew a wet raspberry at the 15 year old.
Souta looked up to his sister. He acted as though any brother would: like he hated her. But in reality, he loved her. Who wouldn’t? She was about 4’6”, black hair that just passed her shoulders, large innocent brown eyes, and a smile that would light up the room. Souta already made a promise to himself that he was to beat up her first boyfriend. No one would be good enough for his sister.
Kagome was prepared to retort when gentle, but calloused feminine fingers covered her mouth. Kagome looked over he head to see her mother’s face. Her mother had black hair that was mid-back, brown eyes, and a muscular body, completed with a healthy tan from the sun. Kagome smiled. Her mother was her idol. Since her mother was even able to walk she was trained in nin-jitsu (he art of the ninja) her whole life. Taki Higurashi was fast, slick, and force to be reckoned with. She always kept her cool in situations, not showing any sign of weakness. But mess with something like her children, then you might as well hide in a corner, because she won’t even give you time to dig your grave.
A serious looking man came down the wooden staircase. He wore heavy clothes suited for the weather outside and was just tucking something in his pocket. Kagome smiled at her father. He was a very strong man; do to the fierce training of kendo. He had hazel eyes that really only displayed emotion to his family, and jet-black hair.
“Awe, are you going out again?” Kagome pouted. Every night since they had been at this vacation home, her mother and father leave and go out on these things called snowmobiles. But no matter how much she asked, or how much she gave her parents puppy eyes, they never let her go. Looking to her father who was the biggest sucker of the two, she made her eyes large and watery.
“Maybe tomorrow koi, not tonight.” Her father said as he kissed her on the head. She stuck out her bottom lip just a little bit.
“Shouldn’t you be asleep anyway? It’s almost 10:30.” her mother but in. She always did just when her father was about to say yes.
“Nope! I can stay up just as long as Souta can!” Taki chuckled.
“We’ll be back by 11, 11:15 at the latest.” Taki said as she kissed Kagome.
“But-“
“No Kagome, stay with your brother so he doesn’t get scared.” Mitsurugi joked. By the time Souta turned to protest, the engines of the snowmobiles could be heard as they drove into the frosty night.
“It’s not fair, I can go. Why do we have to stay in this house anyway? Why so far from home?” Kagome huffed. They were in the mountains of Mongolia in a private get away home that the FBI sent them to.
“Okka and Outo had to get away from Ryu-Kyu (Okinawa) for a while. I guess they finished that huge case.” Their mother and father had a huge case where they busted a drug lord. They got the job done, but someone shot a gas tank, making the house explode. Whoever they were supposed to arrest, was never found. Kagome huffed again and went up to her room. Changing into her body suit, she went to the basement, a.k.a the training room.
Reaching into the leather case on the wall, she extracted her favorite weapon: the sai. Truth was, she was good with just about any hand weapon, but her mother only let her use the rubber or wooden replicas of the intended weapon. Breathing gently, she put her senses into offense mode and concentrated. Tuning out the sounds of the water running through the pipes from Souta’s shower, she opened her eyes and got to work.

In Kyoto
“Okka, daijoubou?”asked a small demon child (lol). She had silver hair that just passed her shoulders, dog-ears, and deep blue eyes that shined when she turned her head. Her mother looked at her. She was a woman of 29 years of age, with raven hair that surpassed her waist, pale skin, high cheekbones, and deep blue eyes. They were sitting in a small condo in Kyoto watching the sun set together through the cracks in the boards that covered the windows. Kurohitomi, or Hitomi as everyone called her, looked to her half demon child on her lap and smiled.
“I’m fine koi.” She said in her soft voice.
“When is Outo coming back?” Emiko asked. Hitomi smiled at her daughters innocence. The truth was, Hitomi didn’t even know if her husband was coming back.
FLASHBACK
“Hitomi, I need to go and-“ Wakamusha started. His sorceress wife cut him off angrily.
“Musha, this is not fair! You promised last time that you were done with this! How can you go and deal with the same man that killed your father?”
“I told you Hitomi,” Wakamusha seethed, trying to keep his voice down so that they did not wake their daughter “Seishebushi and I just need a little more time. One more bust and we can take the company back. Just this once!” He and Hitomi stared at each other for a while before he continued. “ Seishubushi is up the street if you need anything. Stay hidden and I’ll be back.”
“I want to go with you.” Hitomi put her hand on his arm, her eyes pleading. “You’ll need me-“
“Emiko needs you. Stay with her. You know what night it is.” Wakamusha felt guilty for acting so harshly, but the man they were dealing with was dangerous, and he and his brother had done some things to make him angry. The last thing they needed was for this man to find out that he still had a wife, and that he had a child.
END FLASHBACK
That argument was only a few hours ago when Wakamusha had left.Tonight, her daughter would be stripped of her demonic powers and would be only left with her sorceress ones. These were the nights that Wakamusha told her to take advantage of to teach Emiko how to fully control the emotion sensitive powers.
Emiko closed her eyes as the sun completely set from the eastern side of the world. Her ears vanished and became human, her hair changed to black with a slight wave, and her fangs and claws disappeared. Still so used to her old habits, she leaned forward so her hands were on the floor and shook her head like a dog. Her mother laughed and kissed her head.

Back in Mongolia
Kagome spun and made a cyclone kick with her feet, effectively knocking the sand bag from its rope on the roof. She then kneeled down for a second and turned her sai’s so the tips of the blades faced her. She surveyed the damage as she regained her breath. The sand bags that they used as targets were still swinging, and the one she just kicked was on the floor, it’s contents and rubber lining littered on the floor.
‘O man, outo’s going to definitely lecture me on this one. I should fix it before they get home. When is that anyway?’ Kagome thought to herself. She had gotten so caught up in her training that she lost track of time. There was no clock in the basement either. The water had stopped running through the pipes, signaling Souta was no longer in the shower, and she heard no other noises.
Going over to the corner and picking up a small broom, she swept the sand and put it back into the large wool bag leaning against the wall under the stairs. She was just pouring the sand back into the back when she heard the undistinguishable sound of glass breaking. Tucking her sais into her belt, she skipped every other step up the stairs and ran into the living room.
When she got there, she immediately jumped backwards to avoid the star that was now jammed in the wall. Souta was on the stairs in a fierce fight with a woman in a black body suit. The woman had two taunto's that were spinning so fast they looked like blurs. Souta was trying his best to fend her off with his bo-staff. Another body lay in the middle of the glass coffee table. Kagome would have thought her to be unconscious, but she began to move.
“KAGOME!” Souta yelled. The pitch in his voice told her of danger. She ducked and rolled. In the spot she was just standing in was a small dagger that gleamed with crimson murder. She had been cut on her ankle. The woman from the table was now on her feet and cocking a silenced 9mm handgun. Eyes widening, Kagome tried to run. She could hear the bullet jamming itself into the floor directly behind her feet. Kagome nearly lost her breath when she saw that she just ran into a corner. The woman laughed evilly as she advanced on the frightened child. Souta screamed Kagome’s name once more before it was drowned out by another gun. Tears spilled from Kagome’s eyes as a weight fell on her heart; was Souta dead? She wiped her tears away with the palms of her hands and prepared for what was to come. When she heard the sound of a finger resting on a trigger, she threw her hands up. She wasn’t ready to die.
She expected a sudden blackout…maybe even pain; but never the feeling of a vibration. Opening her eyes, she saw an electric blue force-field in front of her hands. The bullets were bouncing off and flying everywhere, 3 of them imbedded in the womans’ chest. She fell to the floor, dead. Kagome’s eyes widened in horror; she had killed someone. Black smoke engulfed the entire room. It’s origin the pouch on the dead womans waist. Before Kagome could take off, adrenaline had made her inhale. She gagged and blacked out.

In Kyoto
Emiko sat on the floor across from which she thought was the most beautiful person in the world. Her mother inhaled to the count of seven, held it until seven, and exhaled until seven. They had been doing this even since Emiko changed. She didn’t quite understand why she changed, just that she did and her parents spent he whole night training her. When the moon is full, she changes into a full demon just like her father, and her cousin, Sesshomaru. Those nights, her father trains her in her demonic powers.
“Emiko, come.” Her mother said softly. Emiko stood and followed her out to the backyard where she could feel her mother’s power around her like a cocoon.
“Do you think Kiba will be okay?” Emiko asked her mother. Emiko was always concerned about her 5-week-old Akita puppy.
“Hai Koi, he should be fine. Do you remember what we did last dark moon?”
“Hai, concealing charms.” Emiko said proudly, she was good at them.
“Good. We are going to continue that. I want you to give it your all, okay?” Emiko smiled and nodded. They both sat down again. Ever since Emiko could remember, her mother had always taught her different kinds of shields. She had promised Emiko that when she was older her mother would teach her spells.
Emiko let herself go just to think of her surroundings. She could feel her mother’s aura in front of her, and the spell that concealed them from view. Focusing on herself, she released some of her power from the ball that it’s kept in her heart, and let it run through her veins. Emiko loved doing this; when she could free her power and let it course through her blood. It made her feel so alive, like she was untouchable. She then extended her power farther than that to penetrate her skin and become solid around her. Now, she had a solid shield. She made her shield slightly thinner and then willed it to hide her by picturing it to be transparent. She then felt the sense of security that she always felt when she was surrounded by her power.
She kept her shield up for about 5 minutes until she became comfortable. She opened her eyes to see her mother off in a distance, desperately fighting for her life against at least 5 people.
“MAMA!” Emiko cried. Two of the people attacking her mother stopped and looked at her before running swiftly towards her.
“Emiko, NO!” her mother yelled. Her mother whipped her hand around and a whip of raw silver energy appeared. Hitomi sliced the neck of the person nearest ot her almost to decapitation and raised her hand in her daughter's direction. Emiko felt herself be encased in her mother’s power before she was hoisted into the air. Her mother then disappeared and reappeared in the spot that Emiko just was in a whirl of silver magic. A white blur came crashing through the house. Her father helped her mother rid of the last assassins. Emiko couldn’t hear her father’s words, but she could tell by his tone he was panicked. Her mothers face lined with anger and even fear. Emiko was really scared now; her parents never worry this way.
“Daddy!” the child screamed. Her father spared her a glance before kissing his wife goodbye, then walking up the long dirt road to her uncles ‘house’. Emiko saw a tiny gleam in the moonlight as she was lowered in her mother’s awaiting arms. Her father’s foot touched the wire, breaking it, and the last thing Emiko remembered was the smell of smoke and an intense heat before she erected a barrier. She tried to feel for her mother’s hand, but couldn’t keep her strength; she blacked out.
Emiko awoke to the dawn's cold wind. She whimpered as the smell of burning embers and blood filled the air. She was atop a hill the overlooked the place she had stayed with her mother. The seven year old, now half-demon child looked around wildly for the missing person. Her mother was nowhere to be found. She was alone now. She didn’t need to walk to the remains of the shack to see her mother’s body, she could smell it. Her mother had died of the fire, the worst way to go. Sure her family always cremated the dead, but they were dead before they died, never burned alive. She cried into her knees. Her daddy wasn’t there, and her mother was dead. What was she to do?
Whimpers could be heard from the distance, making her ears perk. Emiko got up and ran to the house, covering her nose from the smell. Kiba sat next to a pile of rubble, a pale, yet elegant hand poking from under it. A sob escaped the child as the puppy wobbled mournfully to his mistress. Emiko wrapped the puppy in her arms. Her father had taught her never to mourn the past, she had a future ahead. But what future now?
Sadly, she traveled up the dirt road to her uncle’s house. In the distance, she could see that a fight had taken place. Half of the tiny cottage was destroyed and small fires littered the area. She could see her cousin in a tree. The small 7-year-old boy was curled up to the trunk, his bright red sleeper on. His brother, who wore white pajama pants and shirt that as now covered in debris, looked up at her. They meet each other’s eyes and understood; they were alone now. A limo pulled up, and out wobbled 2 men getting on in their years, Totosai, their fathers’ trainer, and Myoga, their fathers best friend and advisor. Totosai picked through the rubble, picking up 2 things, as Myoga ushered the children to the car. When they got to the car, no one said anything. Totosai placed the two objects next to another larger one, and sat in silence. The Taisho children were now orphans…
I thought this would be long enough for chapter 1. The next chapter will be completely about Kagome. R&R!
Translations
Wakamusha: young warrior
Kurohitomi: dark eyes
Inuyasha: female dog demon ('yasha' really does mean female demon!)
Sesshomaru: killing perfection
Kagome: eternal light
Kiba: fang
daijoubou: when in question: 'are you okay?'; when in statment: 'it's okay';'I am okay'
okka: mother
outo: father
koi: loved one
Ao: blue
Chapter 2: Ao