This is my own version of Inuyasha! I plan on becoming a professional writer someday, so you know it's gonna be good! smiley face, since FFN can't do real smilies I just have to tell you . . . some of the names and personalities and things have been changed, so don't get mad if it's inaccurate. Which is silly, because it's MY OWN version of InuYasha, so back off, k? smiley

Enjoy!

InuYasha

By Kihmiitehra no Vehra Valentine

Chapter 1

A girl with long, shiny black hair walked down the sun-dappled road.

She sighed as she walked, unruly hair flowing. It was mid-back in length, and she had just turned 15 years old 2 months ago.

Her life was so BORING. She didn't like to think about this, but it was. It was as dull as the color of the concrete beneath her feet.

As the high clouds rolled by in the unfelt wind, she thought about her life. Might as well get it over with :b She had a comfortable one, she knew that. A second pair of feet came into her view of the ground. She looked up. It was Hojo. She blushed.

"Uhh . . . H-Hey, Hojo-san! How's it going? . . ." She swallowed.

"Hey NoIkunan-san! Do you need a walk home?" He fidgeted with his brown hair. His crinkly brown eyes sparkled.

Kagome swallowed again. "S . . . Sure, Hojo-san! Arigatou!" She walked by the side of his bicycle.

Hojo was so cute! He was the cutest boy in school, not to mention he was paying attention to HER. What drew him to her? Did he think she was attractive? She thought she was pretty ordinary-looking, to be honest. She had pretty, complex brown-gray-green eyes, though. Maybe he liked them. They reached her house, with the shrine to the Cat God Nekorai in the back woods. He waved, brown eyes crinkling as he smiled, and pedaled off.

She knew she probably didn't stand a chance of impressing him. Her grades were average, she had only poetry as a hobby, and she didn't think she was very good at that. Writing poetry . . . It made her feel free. It was an escape from all those essays she had to write for school. Bleeehhghh. She walked into the front door.

"HEY!! Shimbo!! Get away from the cat with that steak knife!!" Kagome shouted when she opened the kitchen door.

"I was just kidding!! I swear!!" her little brother said, hiding the knife behind his back.

The fat orange and white cat stretched boredly and walked off, padding up the wooden stairs to Kagome's room.

"Mom told you to stop threatening the cat!! Mom! Shimbo's trying to use a steak knife on the cat again!"

"What??!! You come here right now, Shimbo!!" came a voice from the living room. Shimbo walked sheepishly into the living room, knife in hand.

"I was just kidding! I'd never actually hurt Mr. Fuzzy! . . ." Kagome climbed the stairs to her room to drown out their angry voices.

"God . . . My family should be enough excitement for me," sighed Kagome, flopping onto her bed. There was a TV in her room, but she hadn't turned it on in months. No, wait years. She'd just gotten bored with it. It was just sitting and watching. Not doing anything. The carpet was pink, she'd picked out the color when she was 4. The wall paper was normal white. She had a desk, and an oversized alarm clock she'd gotten for her seventh birthday.

She got up. She looked out the window, out to the Nekorai shrine that was tucked away, just out of eye range in the woods.

Nekorai. The name had always seemed like a bell in her head whenever she heard it. Nekorai. She decided to go out to the shrine. To say hi to Grandpa, too.

"Hello, Kagome-chan! What brings you out here tonight?" asked her Grandpa, turning around. He was seated with his calves underneath him, facing the well.

The well.

It was closed up now, but she remembered when it was open; she was very young and a shadow had grabbed her, coming up from the depths of the blackness, trying to pull her in . . . She dismissed the memory. Magical wards had been placed on the well since then, to block anything else from coming out of it. The black shape with orange eyes, strangling her, trying to pull her in, pull her close to its putrid-smelling mouth . . . She shuddered.

"Is something wrong, Kagome-chan?" asked Grandpa.

"N-- . . . No, I was just . . . remembering," said Kagome. She sat next to her Grandpa. "Will you tell me about Nekorai, Grandpa? I just realized I don't know anything about this shrine, or who she was."

"Nekorai is said to be the Ultimate Goddess," said her Grandpa, looking at the ceiling, smiling. "She is the Mother of Everything. She created all of the 13 elements. Do you remember what they were, Kagome-chan?" he smiled at her.

"Yeah. Earth, Fire, Water, Wind, Wood, Metal, Lightning, Crystal, Spirit, Light, Shadow, Time, and Music. In that order, I think." Kagome had studied the shrine to Nekorai when she was younger, she'd just forgotten everything Grandpa had taught her. Mostly ::internal smiley face::

"Very good! Not the right order, but very nice!" Grandpa smiled. "Do you remember WHY she created that number of elements? Because she could have just stopped at the first four, the Basic Elements."

Kagome thought hard, but came up with nothing. "No," she said.

"So the Universes could be complex and intricate."

"Oh! Right."

They sat for a moment in silence. A sound like breathing drew Kagome's eyes to the sealed-up well in front of her. A tendril of blackness seeped from under the seal and beckoned her like a finger. "Grandpa . . ." she said, voice full of nervousness. She began to sweat and shake slightly.

"Hm? What is it, Kagome? You're shaking . . ." He followed her gaze. He gasped as more shadow tendrils seeped out from the well, waving and writhing in the air.

Suddenly the wooden seal exploded off the covering of the well, hitting Grandpa in the chest. "Grandpa!!!" Kagome shouted. But she didn't have time to go to him. Tendrils of shadow grabbed her around the waist, legs, and head, and pulled her into the well.

She screamed, long and loud. Pale blue light surrounded her and the shadow monster and it felt like flowing. Like . . . Time. The 12th element, she remembered now. Like flowing back through Time . . . Where was she going? Where was this shadow monster taking her? Or when was it taking her? She felt a presence. Something other than the shadow. Like . . . smiling. Nekorai. The word popped into her head for no reason. Nekorai . . .

There was an orange light where they were flowing to. It got bigger and bigger until . . .

Whoooosshh. They were in a clearing in the woods, a dilapidated old wooden well next to them. The sunset was orange behind the trees. She heard voices coming from somewhere outside her range of vision.

"A youkai just dragged a girl out of that well! Let's destroy it before it kills her!" She heard feet running through grass.

The shadow demon looked afraid. "Where is it?! I must have it!!" it said in its high, gravelly voice, turning her body over franticly. "There!" It bit down on her waist, on the left side. She screamed. Something felt like it was leaving her body, besides the blood. Like . . . a piece of her spirit. She felt limp and woozy. Kagome wondered if she was going to die.

"Die, demon!" shouted a man's voice. She heard the demon screaming, then chuckling. Her vision was getting blurry. She felt like passing out. But she didn't for some reason, she wondered why.

"I possess the Shikon no Tama in my body now," the shadow chuckled. "You'll have a tough time slaying me now!"

"What?! . . . That girl was . . . she had the!" stammered a second voice. Kagome was dropped on the ground. She was losing blood. "Quick!! Kill it before it becomes too powerful!!" Kagome passed out.