Feudal Japan was a beautiful era. Especially during the spring, Sakura trees were in full bloom and satiny petals gracefully danced in the wind and gently eased onto the lush green grass below. It was a time of great beauty and passion, but it was also a time full of war.
Demons prowled the area in search of their next meal. They cared not whether it was boar, deer, or even a defenseless human. Yes, even with their weapons, practically every human was defenseless against most demons. Not all demons harmed humans though. Some demons even fell in love with a human, and vice versa.
Beings could come back to life with black magic, and they would still talk and act like themselves. They would still eat human food. The original dead called from there graves were not the flesh-eaters from American tales, but from the reality of Feudal Japan.
This time is where our story will take place; we start with a battle between a few demon carnations of an evil Hanyou and a group of mismatched people who are trying to rid the world of the evil Hanyou. A demon slayer, a monk, a two tailed fire cat demon, a kitsune, an Inu Hanyou, and a priestess from the future. Mismatched would definitely be an understatement. Let’s continue with the story, shall we?
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“Inuyasha, behind you!” a young girl with black matted hair and a tarnished bloody school uniform on cried out in warning to a silver haired Hanyou with dog ears and honey golden eyes.
Aforementioned Hanyou, Inuyasha, barely escaped an attack aimed in his direction that he hadn’t seen coming. Where he once was, there was now a crater. He silently thanked the girl for her aid, not aloud of course. That was something he rarely did, and even if he had wanted to, there was no time. Everyone was tiring from this monotonous battle, and he had to end it quickly. Though, to be truthful, he had thought that same thing nearly two hours ago and here they still were.
The young priestess was out of arrows, had been for the longest time now. Strangely enough, nothing and no one had even spared her a glance, save for her comrades. Because of her luck, she held a kitsune with orange hair and emerald eyes in her arms to protect him. He was still a pup and was not strong enough to participate in actual battles yet.
‘I hear something.’ Inuyasha thought, amazed that he could hear anything over the battle cries and weapons clashing. It sounded like an avalanche in a way, though he knew that wasn’t what it was because it was nearing the end of spring which meant there was no snow up in the mountains that would even reach down where they were fighting.
Everyone’s attention was drawn when the young priestess gave a bloodcurdling scream. It seemed her luck had finally worn out. One of the enemies had noticed that she was defenseless. He had taken the risk of going near her, not knowing if she was fully trained and in control of her powers. It had been assumed by the rest of the enemies that the girl was simply waiting until her powers were needed for healing instead of destruction, but knew that she would use her holy powers against them to destroy them if they attacked. They had obviously been wrong.
“Kagome!” the Inu Hanyou cried in despair as he saw even more blood blossom and stain her clothing. The demon had shoved his entire hand straight through her stomach. That was his second mistake. His first mistake was making the decision to hurt Kagome, and now he would pay for his actions.
Inuyasha saw red. All he wanted to do at that moment was kill the sorry bastard and every single being, demon, Hanyou, and human, that was with him. And that is exactly what the Inu Hanyou did until his bloodlust was satisfied. He looked at all the dead bodies around him and his companions without a care. Inuyasha then looked upon Kagome’s form, she was barely breathing. Barely, but she still was.
