"Akio! Did you find mother yet?" I shouted. Demons had attacked our village, and had killed everyone. We could have held them off, but this was our weakest time of year, and they took advantage of that.
"No, Hanae." He sighed, walking up to me. His bright blue eyes were unusually sad. He put his arm around my shoulder. "I don't think we will find her."
I turned my head to see silhouette's of people heading our way. Akio mumbled something under her breath, and pulled me behind a thick bush. Six people came into view and walked by. "I'm tellin' you this isn't right. There is no way demons would have just destroyed a village without any kind of order. It doesn't make any sense."
A girl in green and white, stopped, and looked directly at our bush. Akio's arms tightened around me. I was his younger sister, I couldn't expect less. The man with white hair drew a sword, and it was huge! I could sense a slight demonic aura from it. Half demon?
"What is it Kagome?" The half demon growled.
"Someone's over there." She said. "But they don't have jewel shards..." the half demon walked forward with a frown on his face. Akio pushed me behind him, just as the man cut the bush with his sword. He glared. "Who are you."
Akio stood, pulling me with him, completely obscuring me. "Akio." He answered strongly. The half demon looked surprised at my bothers confidence.
"Inuyasha, there is two of them..." The girl named Kagome said. Akio glared at her, his eyes beginning to glow slightly. We weren't any kind of demon, but we were different. We were born with extreme spiritual powers. Wind began blow roughly.
"Calm down, Akio." I whispered, masking my voice with the wind. "I can't hide behind you forever." I whispered again. I stepped back, and to the side, showing myself. The wind blew my hair around. Me and my brother looked very much alike, but we were three years apart.
"My name is Hanae. This is my brother Akio."
Kagome frowned. "They have spiritual powers." She said quietly.
A man with black hair stepped forward. "What happened here?" He asked.
"Our village was slaughtered by hundreds of demons. Our mother kept us in the cellar, and when it was quiet, we got out, and everything was broken and destroyed." Akio said, his expression sad, his tone harsh. I put a hand on his shoulder.
"We are different. We're Divine." I said.