InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ What Do You Do ❯ NO! ( Prologue )

Prologue

"No!" screamed the voice of a terrified women. Her voice broke through the screams and moans of the dying villages, but it fazed not the sword that headed straight at her husband.

Her daughter ran toward the fallen body of the man not twenty feet in front of her. The young girl's emotionless face stared at her father's body. Small delicate hands that have never known true work held the dead man's rough callused hands.

Her small pink lips moved silently. It was as if she were praying. Smoky blue eyes stared at the warrior that had slain this man.

"So you wish to die like that man there?" the warrior laughed as the emotionless girl dropped her father's hand and picked up a blood soaked sword.

Raven hair filtered through the wind as the girl stared at him. She held up the blood soak sword that had slain many that night. The girl's thin mother rushed over to her side and yanked the sword out of her daughter's hands.

Gray eyes flashed at the warrior that had slain her husband, "Get away from us!" she yelled in a trembling voice.

The warrior laughed at the feeble woman that shielded her daughter, "Stupid woman."

Gary eyes went wide as the sword of the warrior pressed against her milk white skin. The warrior's brown eyes hardened as the woman flinched and moved her arms tighter about her small daughter.

The sword of the warrior traced lightly about her skin, making thin trails of blood. The warrior's sword paused briefly before he pushed into the woman's body. Her eyes went wide as the pain enveloped her.

Her arms loosened around her daughter as her red blood flowed toward the ground in puddles yet she never let go. She dropped her head on top of her daughter's making her brown hair fall across the girl's face.

The warrior laughed coldly and watched with cold brown eyes as the women whispered to her daughter, "Live. You must live. Life is precious and for you it has only begun. Do not become like your father and I was before we had met. Do not become what you were. I'm sorry that we could not protect you fully. I love you," she whispered painfully as she died.

The woman's dead weight pushed the emotionless raven-haired girl down. Not once did the girl's smoky blue eyes express any emotion. The warrior looked at the blood soaked girl in front of him and brought his sword up in a striking position.

He hesitated. The lack of any emotion her face and eyes made the man shiver. Never before has he ever seen a person that looked like this.

Dropping his arm he walked away into the smoke-filled horizon. For one reason or another he left that girl alive. By now she would probably be the only living person in that village.

He knew it was foolish to do something like this, but he could not bring himself the kill that child even though it had been his orders. All this slaughter and the girl that was supposed to be dead wasn't.

He smirked slightly as he thought about the tantrum that his master was going to throw when he found out that the girl was still alive.

She in intrigues me, he thought. No one has ever been able to do that and still live. One day she might become something greater but until then he would wait.