InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Scrolls of Midoriko ❯ Prologue: The Last Scroll ( Prologue )

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Prologue: The Last Scroll

The pristine miko cast her eyes onto the wide horizon. She sits onto the grass and steadies her writing hand. The ink drips off of her brush, into the grass, much like black tears. She starts stroking her last entry of her life, all onto an old scroll. Her brave face hid the fear suppressed inside her very soul. She began stroking the message she wished for her predecessor to read:

‘I have began to grow weary. The youkai are mindless and lust for the life of my soul. I fear I cannot appease them any longer. These are my last wishes to you. If you are to read these last words, know that I am looking down on you to guide your soul. I will help your journey. I have come to my last battle. I find that I am no longer to exist in this world, yet I cannot hope to fail my last duty. As a miko, I am destined to help all unfortunate souls. It is my blood, my identity.

I know that I will not be able to seal off the youkai permanently. It is your duty to continue my whims. Aim steady and keep hope. Do not ever give up. A strong miko never looses hope. I have a plan to seal these monsters and to keep them at bay, though I cannot promise success in destroying the foe. I am preparing for battle in the cave of woes. Kami, have faith in me, for I am about to embark on the beginning of the end.

Please prosper. You are my only hope. You are the only one strong enough to fight them. My soul is beginning to call me to the beasts. I shall take my leave. The battle shall be fierce and I will not survive the war. I shall gather the four souls into one. The rest shall be up to you.’

She set it aside and stood up abruptly. She sensed the strong aura of youkai. Her hand gripped the hilt of her sword. “Soul: hold steady,” she whispered, reaching up her other hand to clutch at her chest. The spell has begun.

She walked toward the entrance of the cave. She stopped before entering and called out to her companion.

“Come Kirara. We have a battle ahead.” The neko-youkai growled at the overwhelming stench of youkai. They both walked in calmly, only to have only one leave…

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~~~~~~~SENGOKU JIDAI~~~~~~~

“Inuyasha! OSUWARI,” the young girl barked at the hanyou, making him slam to the ground by use of prayer beads. The girl had a fiery sprit and around her neck, she bore the sacred shards of the Shikon-no-Tama.

“What the hell was that for,” Inuyasha growled out, getting up after the spell subsided.

“You know very well what you did wrong baka,” she shouted back, pointing at the crying kitsune with a lump on his head. “You shouldn’t be so mean to Shippo-chan.”

“Keh! Little runt shouldn’t be annoying me so damn much,” he muttered back stubbornly. He instantly stiffened up under the glare of the miko, Kagome.

“HENTAI,” came a sudden cry, followed by a slap from a furious tajiya. Out of the woods she came, holding the small neko-youkai, Kirara, followed by the guilty, lecherous monk, Miroku, rubbing his newly made handprint marks.

“Sango-chan, Miroku-sama you’re back,” Kagome shouted happily. “How was the extermination?”

“It was fairly easy. A small snake youkai,” Sango said, knowingly, as if nothing happened between her and Miroku.

“It’s about damn time! I was about to go get you. We waste too much time helping humans, when should be gathering jewel shards,” the hanyou scoffed, folding his arms in the enormous sleeves of his red haori. The others all sighed and rolled their eyes.

“How were things between you two,” Miroku asked them.

“The usual,” Kagome sighed. They nodded their heads.

“Shall we go,” Sango asked them. The rest nodded their heads in agreement.

“Keh! Finally,” the hanyou said, picking up and Kagome and taking off into the trees.

The others followed on Kirara, transformed into her big youkai form. They heard rumors of another jewel shard in a small village eastwards of their campsite.

After awhile, they finally reached the village. It looked much like any other village in the era. Small huts and hard working families. They all walked in, stunning the crowd of villagers. Youkai and humans rarely ever traveled together and yet here they were: a kitsune youkai, an inu-hanyou, a neko-youkai, a tajiya, a monk, and a reincarnation of a powerful miko.

Miroku calmly stated that they meant no harm and the villagers paid heed, going on about their lives, trusting the monk because of his stature.

He stopped in front of the village elder’s hut and asked for entrance. An elder man stepped out of the hut, dressed in the common garb of a priest.

“How may of help you monk,” the priest said, calmly acknowledging the rest of his group.

“We have come to slay the youkai terrorizing this village,” Miroku stated.

“Of course! You are the exterminators we sought! Please come inside,” he said, ushering them in. They all sat in the hut and listened as the old man explained the tales of the horrible beast that slew the many villagers there. It was a unusually strong boar youkai. The group immediately recognized it as the use of a jewel shard.

“In return for our services, we only request a meal and a good night’s rest,” Miroku said simply. The man immediately agreed, saying,” Yes, of course. Ayumi! Come in here!”

A beautiful young woman came into the hut, clad in a light colored yukata. It had not gone unnoticed by Miroku, who practically drooled at the sight of the maiden. Sango noticed and was seething with rage.

“You wished to see me Kenichi-sama,” she asked meekly and bowing to him.

“Hai, please show these kind people a place to stay for the night. Please prepare meals for them as well.”

She bowed again and escorted them into another room within the household. Once they reached their rooms, Miroku tried his old tricks again.

“So, Ayumi-san, was that your name,” asked the womanizing monk.

She nodded slightly and said,” Hai, houshi-sama.”

“You are quite a beautiful woman,” he says gripping her hands and looking into her blue eyes.

Inuyasha, in the corner, muttered under his breath,” Damn lecher, never gives up.” Kagome and Shippo sigh at Miroku’s ignorance, watching Sango increasing anger at the same time. She gripped her hiraikotsu, preparing to his the back of the monk’s head at any given moment. Even Kirara looks annoyed.

Miroku continues,” Will you do the honors of bearing my children?”

“Eh,” came the girl’s only reply as she tried to cover up a blush. She hastily muttered needing to prepare their meals and slipped away quicker than you could say baka. Only then, did Miroku notice Sango’s menacing presence behind him.

She growled out,” HOUSHI-SAMA!” She promptly hit his head hard with her boomerang bone, knocking him out for a short time. The rest only sighed and Sango walked out to get away from the monk.

“Would you like to take a bath in the hot springs with me Sango-chan,” Kagome asked, sensing the tajiya’s distress.

“Please, anything to get me away from that womanizing lecher,” she groaned. Kagome grabbed her bath supplies and led her out the door. Inuyasha just growled and leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. ‘What is it with women and their baths,’ he thought annoyingly. Shippo curled up asleep with Kirara. Miroku woke up a few minutes after and sat up, rubbing the rather large bump on his head. He then walked out to find a spot to spy on the girls at the hot springs.

After awhile, Miroku came back in with various bumps on his head. Obviously the girls caught him. Inuyasha only snorted in annoyance at the monk.

The girls followed behind soon after, glaring at Miroku as they pass by. They decide to get some sleep before the battle tomorrow. It will be the beginning of the great search for the pristine priestess’s scrolls.

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To be continued…

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