Heeeeeeelllllllllooooooooo Readers!
Writing has been a little hard for me recently with balancing so many things like university, finding a job, and spending time with friends and family. I have been writing some new stories for fanfiction, but they have been coming in slowly.
I have been dying to post a Shrek adaption for Inuyasha for the last few years. However, I had developed a horrible writer's block, put it to the side and kinda forgot about it.
I started to continue to write the Shrek adaptation along with some other fanfcis, unfortunately those are not as far along as I would like to post at the moment. I want to see what you guys think about this fanfic.
I want to apologize for the crappy quality of writing in this first chapter. It was from a few years back and my writing has changed since then. I promise that the chapters will get better and so much like the rewriting of the Shrek movie.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, not the characters or story.
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Prologue: Unwanted Shadow of the Forest
Gather round, good listeners, gather round. Come and join me. Prepare a snack, rest your tired feet and make yourself more comfortable. I have a wonderful story for you that will involve adventure, romance, and magic. It is a tale that many of you have heard before and you may know how it ends, but please stay for bit, you might find yourself enjoying this story.
Every night the locals of a small village would gather inside the tavern to listen to the daily gossip and stories of travelers staying at the inn. Many of these stories were entertaining and would often continue well into the night. About an hour before midnight one traveler, however, decided to finish the storytelling with one more of his far way tales. The tavern fell quiet as he began weaving a spell with his voice.
"Once a upon a time there lived a beautiful princess, who was greatly loved by her friends and family. She was often good natured and thoughtful, but also stubborn and adventurous. She planned to see the world and wanted more than anything to find her true love, her own prince charming. She refused all her suitors and her family became worried that she would never marry.
One day when she was exploring the forest near her castle, she ran into a miko who placed a horrible spell on the princess. The miko was angered that the princess was only thinking of herself and not giving the suitors a chance to prove themselves to her. As a way to teach the princess a lesson, the miko cursed the beautiful woman with a curse that drastically altered her appearance. The spell would take effect every night and could only be broken by true loves first kiss.
When the king and queen saw what happened to their beloved daughter, they decided to place the princess in a castle guarded by a vicious and terrifying demon so no one would see her.
There she would await for her true love to rescue her and break the curse that had been placed upon her, only then would she be able to live happily ever after with her handsome prince charming"
A snort was faintly heard outside the tavern as the story teller told his tale. No one paid attention to the snort, being so captivated with the story. The snort came from outside anyway, and no one would be able tell who had made the noise because they would not be able to see him.
Unknown to everyone else a shadowed man was sitting on the roof of the inn, listening to the story through an open window. The shadow decided he had enough and got up to leave. However instead of climbing down the side of the building like a regular human would do, he jumped from rooftop to rooftop with grace and ease. He ran to the edge of the village quickly making his way to a clearing deep in the dark forest, far away from the annoying and oblivious villagers.
It was still quite dark by the time he approached a small hut that had been clearly built for one person. It stood tall and proud on the far side of the clearing next to a small flowing river. The shadow entered the dark hut and wasted no time in lighting a few candles. The flickering lights illuminated the somewhat large room as well as the person who occupied it.
The once shadowed figure turned out to be a young man who looked no older than eighteen or nineteen. He was tall and in clearly good shape, having had to live off the land, providing for himself. The pupils of his eyes were slit like a cat's, with dark amber surrounding them. His long hair was waist length and a whitish, silver color. Two large triangle-shaped white dog ears twitched slightly on the top of his head at every sound. His clawed hands lit the last candle with the now quite small match. The small flame was surprisingly quite hot and burned his skin. He opened his mouth in a small cry of pain, revealing fangs, and let out a curse.
This man was clearly not a full demon nor was he a human, in fact he was a half demon, or more specifically a half dog demon. He quickly changed out of the clothes he had been wearing and got into some more comfortable clothing. Letting out a huge yawn, the half-demon blew out the candles and plopped down on the comfortable mat that was his bed. He lay there listening to the familiar night time noises before drifting off to sleep.
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The Inu Hanyou awoke to the sound of birds and animals going about their business. Some animals were building or repairing nests, dens and burrows, others fighting over territory and most scurrying around for food. Most people would be upset to wake up so early and would most likely try to chase the animals away, but the dog demon on the other hand, didn't mind the animals of the forest that much. He just couldn't stand demons or humans being anywhere near his home.
Since he was a half-demon and was the combination of human and demon, he was greatly hated and feared. He was not accepted by either race and had learned from a young age to try and steer clear of both humans and demons. He had lived with his mother in a village very far from where he now lived, but was thrown out when she died.
Everywhere he went, he was rejected and ridiculed. He often lived on the streets, stealing and begging for food. When he turned fourteen he had found a clearing in a forest that seemed fit enough for living in if he could build a shelter. Over the years he had learned to hunt, fish and to some extent, farm. He was actually quite happy living by himself, in the small and homely hut. Sometimes, however the need for company overwhelmed the Hanyou a little, driving him to go and listen to the local stories at the village tavern, last night having been one of those nights. He would only listen and always left before anyone noticed him, not wanting to draw attention to himself.
The dog demon rolled off his mat and got up to begin his day. He spent most of his time weeding and gathering the food from his small garden, hunting, and practicing with his sword. When suppertime rolled around the Hanyou quickly prepared his evening meal, which was small, but mouthwatering.
He would never tell a soul, but he was actually a pretty decent cook. Afterwards, he took the time to clear away the handmade bowl and tidy up the small the hut. Satisfied he lay down on his mat and began to relax, letting out a contented sigh. He lay like this for only a moment until his sensitive ears picked up some unwelcome sounds. He peeked discreetly out the window to see pinpricks of light in the distance. He scowled at the trespassers, his eyebrows narrowed.
'Why can't they just leave me alone and go get a life?' he thought. He suddenly grinned 'Maybe a little scare will teach em' He slipped out the back and made his way quietly to the group of stupid villagers.
"That's the demon's home?" asked one young man who held a torch in his hand.
"Sure is. Why do you ask?" answered an old man.
"It just doesn't seem like a ruthless, bloodthirsty demon would live here" the young man said shrugging his shoulders.
"That's just what the monster wants you to think," whispered another elderly man, "As soon as someone enters. The demon attacks and puts ye in a cage beneath the hut, where he fattens ye up. When ye're fat enough, he cooks ye alive"
"Keh! That takes too long" scoffed a slightly gruff voice. The group of villagers turned to face what looked to be a cross between a white dog and human man. The group backed up until they were against the wall of the hut, everyone of them quivering in terror.
"A demon's not gonna wait for you to fatten up. Nah, we much rather devour you straight away, so you don't spoil" the half demon explained mockingly. Mentally he gagged, but didn't let it show on his face. He wanted to scare the villagers so bad that they would leave him alone.
One of the more braver men, waved the flaming torch to try and ward off the advancing half-demon. The Hanyou blew it out like it was a candle and not a huge flame. The man dropped it and stared at him in horror. Smirking evilly the half demon let out a terrifying, animalistic roar that showed his sharp fangs. The group of terrified villagers scrambled over each other in their haste to escape the source of the roar. The Hanyou chuckled and shouted after them.
"That's what I thought! Good riddance" The half demon spotted something that must have fallen from one of their pockets and bent to pick it up. He read the carefully folded paper and once neatly written ink.
"Reward for the capture of any half or minor demons, as well as humans with unnatural or non human talents and attributes" The half demon raised an eyebrow unimpressed and looked in the direction where the human villagers ran.
'Well here's one half demon who won't be taken in' he thought smirking He crumpled and threw away the wanted poster before walking inside the dim hut.
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