Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or anyone else who happens to be in Inuyasha la-la land.

AN: Ok, it's my first fanfic… enjoy or don't enjoy… it depends. Anyway here it is so you might as well give reading it a shot.


The Will of the Dead

- mistarrymistress


PROLOGUE

If you're dead then you're dead. Right? You should be in complete oblivion. Nothing to feel, no regrets, no hurt, and no attachments. No memories.

Then why was she here? She had had her shot at life. And… blew it miserably. But still…

To live is to die. To die is to live.

Why was that haunting song especially true for her? What was so special about her that the gods gave her another chance? Or was it not of the gods, but of Destiny itself?

Was her clay and bone body really the only thing that set her apart from the living? If she got a living body, would she be able to live normally? Start over? No. She knew that she could never forget, never be who she once was. Yet she longed. Longed to be truly alive. Though she was already in the realm of the living, her body and soul were dead. It was only her heart, which she did not have, that still burned with the dreams and feelings of a living person.

I think too much. Kikyo shook her head and continued on her lonely path. She didn't stop thinking these days. She had travelled the whole day, but she didn't feel tired, or sore. When her feet struck a sharp rock, she didn't notice. What do you expect with a clay body?