InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ What Do You Do ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter One

Waking was slow and painful as I remembered what had happened. Last night came flooding back as unwanted memories that would never leave came to me. My mother and father had died right before my eyes and my mother had forbidden me to do the one thing that would have saved her.

She didn't want me to become a killer again and I knew that if I picked up a sword I would revert to my past self that had been me three years ago. Shaking the burning images that I had thought I locked away, I walked out of my house.

Later that night I had somehow gotten back to my house. Since my mother and father had spelled a protection spell around it, it was still standing.

Walking outside I lost the emotionless mask I usually wore around people when I saw the carnage that had been created. My smoky blue eyes took in all the villagers' dead bodies. No one had survived and I briefly wondered why had the Ninth Tribe attacked us. We had been a peaceful village that had never sought any kind of trouble.

I also wondered why I had not been killed too. For a brief moment I thought I saw something that resembled amusement and fear as he had held the sword aloft my head. Then he hesitated and walked away.

Shaking my head to relieve the pain that was shooting through it I picked up an old shovel that had been my father's. I was going to bury our dead and put them to rest.

I managed to put thirty souls to rest before I had to stop. I couldn't take it any more. My hands were bleeding from the strenuous workout and the emotional pain was too high.

Three years ago none of this would have bothered me. Back then though I had been heartless. I had taken after my parents without even realizing what I was doing. Again I pushed back those memories. I had promised myself I would never again let my self remember the awful things I had once done.

I couldn't believe I was digging the graves for the people I had known all my life. I had grown and played with the children of this village and now I was laying their souls to rest, by their parents' sides.

I went over to my parents' bodies and took their cold dead hands in to my small delicate hand. For a brief moment in time nothing happened and then something passed through them to me.

My powers and strength was now complete, I thought as I still held onto my parents' hands. The last of my inheritance was in me now and there was no turning back. I had never wanted nor cared for the strength and power I had finally just inheritance. I had been happy and just find with what I had had when I was born.

Silent tears fell from my eyes as I finally released my parents hands from mine own. For the first time in fifteen long years emotion whirled around in my lifeless eyes. It was like a storm that was threatening to break through.

Not being able to take it anymore I threw back my head and let out all my anger and grief in my animal-like howl of grief. I knew the scream had to travel for miles but I didn't care as my exhaustion finally took over and I passed out.

My students, my wife, and I heard the pain filled animal-like howl that had echoed for miles. We saw the village the scream had come for and we understood. Nothing stood. Everything except for a single house had been burned to the ground. Dead bodies littered the ground in straight rows.

There were about thirty dug up graves and thirty more at least that needed to be buried. I gave a signal to my students that they were to finish the jobs and my wife and I searched the town to find out who had made that terrible scream.

It didn't take us long to find out to whom the scream had belonged to. In the middle of the village square sat a young girl who looked to be about fifteen.

I nodded to my wife and I went back to my men. My wife would know what needed to be done.

My heart wrenched at the sight of the young woman. Her face was wet from previously shed tears but her eyes were dry. It was as if she no longer had anything else to cry out.

Seeing this pain filled lonely girl made me remember my own village. Miroku who was now my husband had found me to be the only survivor of the village. He had found me clutching the body of my little brother.

A man in a white baboon suit and a hoard of demons had attacked our village. That day I vowed that I would get revenge for my village. Since that day I have trained all my heart, soul, and body.

I walked silently to the young girl and asked, "Are you the only survivor."

In a slightly musical voice she whispered, "Yes."

"Who did this?"

She turned her heard to me when I asked this and I was shocked. Her eyes were emotionless. It was like she had been stripped of all emotion. And like her eyes, her face betrayed no emotion as she answered, "The ninth tribe."

I was disturbed when I heard this. The ninth tribe was a group of warriors that never let anything survive. They were known for their merciless attitudes to humans and they were controlled by the demon named Naraku.

Slowly she got up and I saw that she was rather tall for how young she looked. Trying for a different subject I asked, "How old are you?"

"Fifteen," she whispered.

I motioned for her to follow me as I asked again, "What is your name?"

"Kagome," she answered, "Yours?"

I smiled as she asked this. At least her voice wasn't as emotionless as her eyes and face, but it was very close. "Sango and my husband up there is Miroku. His students finished digging your people's graves."

"Thanks," she whispered in the same tone as before.

As my wife walked over, I was surprised at the young girl who walked with her. Her eyes were emotionless and her face was a frozen mask of indifference. She was tall for someone who looked so young and she walked with an unearthly grace. It was unreal.

Her emotionless blue eyes seemed to whirl in clouds of foggy smoke making them appear to be an unusual smoky blue. Her raven black hair was unusual too. It was black yet it appeared as if there were strands of silver.

"Guys this is Kagome, Kagome this is my husband Miroku and his students; Inuyasha, Kouga, and Hojo. Inuyasha is half dog demon and half-human, Kouga is the prince of the wolf tribe, and Hojo is a normal human who is studying to be a monk like my husband.

Kagome through the introductions just nodded and said nothing. Her eyes flickered with a type of recognition when Inuyasha's name was mentioned but that was all. Other than that there was no emotion in those strange smoky blue eyes.

My wife smiled slightly at me and then took Kagome to wash up. Lately my wife and I had been on bad terms. We fought with each other a lot and then we never really settled our differences. We had been together for five years and Sango still trained with a vigilance that far surpassed any of my students.

I was surprised at her determination when we first had met and at first we only got married for name only because a woman traveling with four men didn't keep her good name for long.

Our travels were known through out the land and Sango only traveled with us because we were all looking for the same man. A man named Naraku who had somehow destroyed our once happy life.