InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Seal ❯ And he slept ( Prologue )

Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters in this story; Inuyasha and co all belong to Miss Rumiko Takahashi. Just having plain fun writing about them. ;-P

Probably not writing anything original, but thought I'd give it a try anyway, since the blasted idea wouldn't leave me alone…

Hope you enjoy the story, though I can't promise regular updates as I at this point ain't completely sure how the story is going to enfold. Oh well, getting there is half the fun!! Enjoy!

The Seal

Prologue: And he slept…

"Hahahaha!" A white haired youth laughed as he leapt through the burning village, villagers scattering away from where he set his feet. As he clawed at another building, he growled at the fleeing people, his dog-ears flattened to his skull, "This is only what you deserve! Just as *I* deserve the jewel of four souls!" He snarled at the people, prompting them to keep their distance, clutching the shikon jewel tightly in his hand, before he sprinted off into the forest.

Once alone in the safety of the forest, making sure there was not a soul nearby to hear, Inuyasha let out a howl of sorrow. 'It shouldn't have ended this way,' his mind raged, 'She was supposed to come with the jewel, and we'd live happily together.' What happened? He hadn't done anything to awake her wrath, not that he knew of, yet she had betrayed him, laughed in his face. 'At least I have the jewel,' he thought bitterly, tightening his hold on the pink orb, starring at it, 'And with this I can become a *true demon*…'

Too caught up in his own bitter ramblings, he didn't catch her scent before she called out. "Inuyasha!" a female voice shouted out at him. Inuyasha looked up, seeking the source of the voice, just in time to see a arrow whizzing towards him. He just stood there, ears flattened in sorrow, numbly starring at the enchanted arrow *she* had shot at him, her aim perfect, as always, feeling like he was in the 'twilight zone'. 'Why…' was all he had time to think before the arrow hit him full force, pinning him to his living quarters, a huge goshinbuki tree. It was kinda funny, but the pain he'd been expecting, he didn't feel a thing… nothing. An arrow piercing him through his chest should at least bring some discomfort, but all he felt was an urge to lean back and sleep, to forget it all. His eyes met those of his slayer, probably for the last time; she was standing regally with a bow in her hands, glaring defiantly at him. "Kikyo…" he stuttered, unsure if to believe the sight before him, his mind fuzzy with the approaching sleep. She was standing there, her usual miko-clothing torn and bloody, hatred in her eyes. 'So this is it,' he thought peacefully, 'all for nothing… I wish I'd never come here.' The last thing he saw, as his eyes drifted shut, was Kikyo, picking up his crimson jewel, and then he fell into enchanted slumber filled with bitter dreams…

Praeceps: And that was the end of a very uninteresting prologue. Things should pick up next chapter, when our favorite mystery girl decides to show her face. And YES, the chapter will be longer than this SHORT prologue. (Mind you, not THAT much longer ;-)