A/N: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF YU GI OH 5DS OR PRINCESS MONONOKE! ALL RIGHTS GO TO THE CREATORS! THE ONLY THING I OWN ARE MY OCS!
Hey, my amazing readers! Welcome to a story that just sort of popped into my head out of nowhere. I wrote it down and it became this. I also integrated a request sent to me from Jade546. So I hope you like this and am happy with what I've done with your idea, Jade546! Let me know what you think of it when you read it!
Now, I should warn you, this will be my last new story published here. School is getting way too hectic for me to keep up. Once my Hidden Jedi story is done, that's the end of anything new from me. I really wish I could write more on here. All of you are amazing and it's great to know there are people there who like my work.
I will be trying to publish original stories in actual book form when I'm done with college, though! So you can have that to look forward to, if any are published. You'll get another goodbye note at the end of this story, but it'll be a while before that's up.
For now, let's get to "Prince of the Spirits"! I hope you like it!
Act I: His Truth
Prologue
A young couple ran into the forbidden forests. They were forbidden because those who entered never returned. The animal gods made sure of that. They held a child, a baby boy in their arms. His black hair waved back and forth in the wind as the couple ran and his eyes were closed as he slept.
They stopped for a moment to rest and catch their breath. They had no ability to raise a family, so they had to abandon the child. They heard the ruffling and saw a giant, white wolf appear from the tree line. It growled.
"Great Wolf God Moro, we wish you no ill will. We beg of you, take our son. We have no ability to take care of it. So we must abandon it. Please, we offer him to you," the woman said. She set the tiny being on the ground and the couple ran off.
Moro walked up to the little being in front of her. 'Should I take it? Should I take this human in?' she thought. She lowered her snout to the baby, who had awakened when he was placed on the ground, and he reached his tiny arms out and began to pet the tip of the nose. 'He has a special soul. I cannot leave him out here to die,' Moro conceded.
She carefully picked up the baby and nestled it on her back as she did with her pups. She walked back to her cave and lied down. Her young pups stumbled over and she introduced them to the baby. She made sure the baby was asleep with its steady breaths before falling asleep.
. . .
Years passed. While about nearly thirty-four years had passed by, the once baby seemed about six. When the Forest Spirit was introduced to the baby, he gave his blessings and even gave the child eternal life. He would slowly age before stopping at the age of eighteen.
And the boy had grown fast and strong. He was a skilled fighter, agile, could hear and smell like his wolf family, and had the reflexes of them. He had earned himself the position of Prince of the Spirits. And he was happy of that. Especially since his mother leaded the Wolf Clan. And all humans knew him by that name. They feared him.
Now, his wolf mother called to talk to him one night. He got to her perch above the main caves. "Yes, Mother?"
"I have something I would like to give you," she stated. "The Forest Spirit gave it to me for me to give you at this age." He nodded and got onto her back. She hurried to the Forest Spirit's realm, both of them looking as the Forest Spirit walked in his night form, the Nightwalker. When they reached the deepest area of the forest which his realm laid in, the boy got off his mother's back.
Moro walked over and grabbed an item hanging from a tree. She brought it over to reveal a crystal arrowhead with a barely perceptible glow. He slowly grabbed it and looked at it.
"What is this?" the boy asked.
"This marks you forever as the Prince of the Spirits. It will protect you from evil and, if you are ever taken, let us find you one day," Moro explained. He grinned at him. "Where it proudly, my son."
"Yes, Mother," he agreed and put it on. They heard a wolf howl of warning. He immediately got on his mother's back and they took off to intercept the humans that had entered.
But the boy had a feeling that he hoped wasn't true. A feeling that said it wouldn't be that long before everything changed.
