The Bindings of the Past
Intro
Reader, whether or not you believe in demons they do exsist among us. You may think it's boring to listen to me talk about demons in the present time but I'm afraid if you wish to understand my story then the information in this intro is very important. (an yes I no intros r boring don't lecture me) Back to my explanation. Us demons have hid ourselves. We have three forms instead of two like the demons of the feudal era did. We can either look like humans, like demons, or like animals. But besides that we weren't much different.
Demons no longer just existed in China, Japan, and places like that, but America too. And it's America, in modern day times that my story begins.
Chapter 1
The linoleum floor of the Contra Costa County Orphanage was cold as I walked from my room through the halls, the kitchen, and finally the door of the orphanage. My name is Shasta, I am 15 and lost my parents at the age of five. I had lived at the orphanage since the day my parents were killed during a robbery at Bank of the West on the edge of town, four buildings away from the orphanage. Both of them were shot ten times each and died, not instantly mind you, but the next day.
That many shots to a human would have killed it immediately, but my parents lived a day longer because they were not humans, but dog demons related directly to those of the feudal era.
I switched to demon form. I had long silver hair that ran to just above my butt, bluish-silver dog-like eyes, inch long claws, fangs, stripes the same color as my eyes that ran from my ears, which were pointed like elves, to ¾ of the way to my nose. Also for some reason I had natural makeup on which consisted of black eyeliner and bluish-silver eyeshadow. I was naturally thin with long legs, good for running.
Once out of hearing distance I stopped, pulled out a small pure white jewel shard, and thought over what I was going to do. I was going into town to the Museum of Japanese Culture and History so I could use a well that goes to Japan about five hundred years ago, using the shard of the jewel I had just pulled out of my pocket. That jewel shard was no ordinary jewel shard, but one of the Shikon no Tama, the Jewel of Four Souls. A single shard could increase the power of a demon one hundred times, if the demon chose to do so. It had been the half dog demon Inuyasha and the girl Kagome's job to find all the shards, and they were so close but they failed to collect one.
I planned to use the shard to go to the feudal era and build a destiny and a life worth living. So with all my thinking done I set off for the museum. I laughed our loud at the thought of the museum. All those people who visited it daily had no clue of Japan's real past. They had no clue of all the demons because the government was too scared of our power they refused to believe that they ever existed. How stupid, they didn't even know that with a single jump and a shard of this special jewel they could really find out. It was obvious that I was a sarcastic girl, with a sense of humor, and not much respect for the modern world.
As I traveled through the streets I started to run as fast as a car, I could run faster but there was no need. With one quick movement I was jumping over the fence of the outdoor part of the museum containing the well. Without stopping I jumped into the well, reached the other side, and jumped out, changed into human form for some odd reason, only to almost run into a half demon. We both stumbled backwards and almost fell over.
"How did you get here?" the half demon asked.
"With this shard." I answered showing him the shard.
How did you get it?" he asked his eye widening.
"It has been in my family since, well, this era. It's the shard that Inuyasha and Kagome never collected." I answered twirling the shard in my fingers, staring into the sky.
"How do you know them?" he asked.