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Chapter One: Born and Raised Under the Full Moon


Montana: 1920

The western United States was always a wild place. No, not wild like rock and roll, and parties that go on forever. Well…okay yeah that occurs around here a lot to. The wild we're talking about is the mountains that scratch the skies, and forest that seem to go on for as far as the eye can see. Well, your eyes anyway.

You see, some people can see things a little better than others around these parts. Take this bloke sitting on the roof of a log cabin high in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains. He's not quite what you'd call normal. In some parts of the world he'd be called monster, demon, yokai, or any number of different names. They'd be half right anyway. Around here he's called a child of the forest.

You see awhile back his mother and father thought they'd try for a second child. Well, as it would go his father was called away on business, and left his mother and elder sister home alone. That night his mother dreamed his father had returned early and well, if you've ever heard of Hercules you know how the story goes. So of course the couple was surprised when she became pregnant and several months later they welcomed a health, if not slightly strange, bouncing baby boy.

While outwardly he appeared mostly normal the boy's ears were misshapen and positioned slightly higher than normal, also instead of fingernails he had claws. While the presence of a tail is a rare birth defect that some people attribute to evolution, those tails don't normally have fur, or the ability to move on their own. The final strangeness appeared when examining his mouth doctors found what they could only describe as fangs protruding from his gums.

Immediately the father denounced the child as not his and some abhorrent mistake of nature. The mother confused by the child's appearance was dumbfounded as to what happened.

One of the nurses on call that evening stepped forward and informed the parents that children such as this were born occasionally in the area. She'd also warned that any harm brought to such children usually did not end well for those harming the child.

So it came to pass the couple raised the child, but as time went on the father became more irritated at having to care for a child that was obviously not his. The mother on the other hand came to form the normal parental bond with the child. The child's elder sister came to resent her deformed half brother, and eventually convinced her parents to allow her to move in with relatives.

Now 13 years since then the boy sat on the roof of the cabin he and the only parents he knew had lived in for as long as he could remember. He shifted slightly as he heard the old beat up truck come up the long driveway. His father had brought them to the cabin so the boy's abnormalities were never seen by anyone else. He stealthily slipped from the roof and stood at the corner of the house unseen by the inebriated man.

The man stumbled up to the door and began fumbling with his keys. After a minute he stopped and turned to the corner where the boy was hidden, "Boy! I know you're there. Stop that damn slinking around like a damn animal, and get your damn hide in the damn house before I tan it."

The boy quickly ran around to the back of the cabin and scaling the wall slipped into his open window.

He was sitting at the desk reading a moth-eaten book when the man stormed into his room, "How many times have I told you boy? You never set foot outside this house. I won't have your abnormality seen by anyone." Without giving the boy a chance to respond he backhanded him out of the chair to the floor and delivered two swift but wild kicks to his side, then left the room.

The boy snarled after each kick and lay growling on the floor as his 'father' left. Pushing himself to his knees he crawled to his bed, which wasn't more than a pile of hole-ridden blankets on top of a pest ridden mattress. The boy could feel that one of his ribs was broken, another was cracked and a couple more were bruised. He knew with a little rest the injuries would heal, they always did. His ability to heal so quickly actually caused his 'father' to be increasingly harsh, as he could do whatever he wanted to the boy and there'd be no trace of it in the morning.

The boy glared out his window at the full moon. Every time the moon was full he felt like something was calling to him, but he also feared the full moon. Unknown to anyone, even his so called parents who were the only beings he knew, the morning following the full moon his strange appearance vanished and he felt weaker than at any other time. During this time he would usually hide out in the shed behind the cabin, which of course led to a harsh beating, but fortunately his father had yet to learn of his hiding place.


Mount Elbert: Colorado

At the peak of the highest mountain sat an estate that was invisible to the human eye. This place had undergone many changes over the ages since it was first constructed. Currently it appeared to resemble a human army camp of the mid to late 19th century. In what served as a command center a wolf the size of a small truck stood with smaller wolves scatter around the building.

Approaching the wolf was two smaller ones that quickly took on the form of a young man and woman. The young man stepped forward, "Father…we've searched the entirety of the Cascades and the Sierra Nevada. We can't find him anywhere."

The large wolf snarled, "He's one half breed. How can you not find him, he's your own brother?"

The young woman spoke next, "Father he's not exactly hiding, but he's obviously ignoring the call of the moon. Otherwise we'd be able to easily find him, he'd come right to us."

Their father stood and soon also turned into his humanoid form, "My son is out there, and in pain. Yet you two, my best trackers cannot even locate him?"

The young man spoke up, "Father, he's calling out to us, but it's like as soon as he does not even a few hours later he vanishes."

Their father frowned at his son, "He vanishes the day after the full moon?"

The two wolves nod. The young man continued, "He vanishes as soon as the moon sets, then reappears at sunset. It's like he just disappears for the day. Usually by the time we pick up his scent again we're too far off to pin point his location again, and without the full moon we can't stimulate his aura by calling out to it."

Their father snarls then turns away from them. A female wolf of equal size to their father enters the building, "This child has been alone for far too long. We cannot allow another month to pass. His calls of pain are enough to track him by are they not?"

The young woman bows her head, "Mother…it's not so simple. His aura has never been trained. When it flares out when he's in pain it feels like it's coming from every direction."

The father turns back to his mate, "Then it is time we request aid. Is Lord Sesshomaru not here?"

The young man nodded, "He is…in fact he's awaiting an audience with you father."

The wolf took his true form then nodded, "Send him in."

Sesshomaru entered the chamber eyeing the wolves lined up along either side. These were not the same as the wolves of his homeland; there the wolves were much wilder, but here the wolves had once guided the original humans of this land. They showed a much higher civility.

Sesshomaru gave a slight bow to the lead wolf showing his respect for his equal. The wolf replied with a similar nod then returned to his humanoid form, "I am most intrigued that an Inuyokai from Japan has come so far without the desire for hostilities."

Sesshomaru kept a stoic expression, "I have no reason to want war with you…Lord of the Mountains?"

The wolf shook his head, "I am the Lord of the Forests. The Lord of the Mountains is the head of the Cougars. Her fortress is further north than mine. You will learn quickly that our ways are much different than yours."

Sesshomaru nodded, "That I will. I've noticed a high number of half breeds among these lands. I take it you've about as much control over yourselves as those of my land."

The Wolf nodded, "It's a weakness you may say, but also it has always been our way to provide a conduit between us and the mortals of our realms. In recent times we have not had the same use for them as in the past."

Sesshomaru looked at the gathered wolves, "I'm sorry to have eavesdropped, but with my hearing it's not hard to do. I overheard you're searching for your own half breed son."

The Wolf growled, "Yes, it seems I have misplaced my own. I was busy dealing with a threat to my lands with the other Lords when he was born. Normally we snatch our half breeds from the hospitals and cast spells to make the humans believe they were still born. We also make them forget the appearance of the child in some cases. By the time I returned to claim him the humans had already left the hospital with him, and moved away from that area."

Sesshomaru frowned, "What leads do you have?"

The Wolf turned to a map of the North American continent, "My trackers have searched, but have only been able to track him to the western part of the continent. His human time seems to be interfering with our tracking. Also, his aura spikes have been felt across the region. The spikes are always tinged with fear and pain."

Sesshomaru winced as memories of his first younger brother's childhood surfaced. He quickly suppressed them not wanting to dwell on such things. The past was the past and nothing could change that. Sesshomaru examined the map then spoke, "Is there any aid in scent tracking?"

The lead wolf nodded, "Yes…wolves of my tribe carry their parents scent until they reach true adolescents. Only then does their scent fully present itself."

Sesshomaru turned to leave, "I will take your son and daughter with me no doubt they will prove useful once we locate the child."

Sesshomaru was already walking away when the wolf lord motioned his children to follow.


Sesshomaru stopped outside the compound, "By what titles should I call you two?"

The Male spoke, "Unlike you Yokai we have no use for names, but over the ages humans have at time given us names. I was given the name River Runner but the local tribe."

Sesshomaru turned to the female, "And you?"

She bowed, "Cloud Dancer, men of the local tribe saw me flying in my human form once. My brother gained his name when they saw him running on the surface of a river."

Sesshomaru nodded, "Interesting that while in truth we are all the same whether we're called Yokai or Spirit, yet our cultures differ just as much as those of humans."

River Runner smirked, "It just shows how we value our own ways."

Sesshomaru nodded, "We should go, lead me to where you last lost your brother's trail. I have a knack for locating wayward Hanyo."


The Boy was hidden in the shed. From the small window high up on the wall he could see the sky turning from the blue it had been all day to red. He knew the sun was beginning to set. He'd heard his mother calling him earlier, but had ignored her. His father had left for work just before sunrise.

He tensed as he heard the truck's engine and the crunch of gravel. It appeared his father had come home earlier than he expected.

He heard the sound of the front door slamming as his father entered the house. After a few minutes the door slammed a second time as his father exited the house.

"Boy! Where are you Boy? Get you hide back here now or else!"

The Boy huddled down hoping he wouldn't be found before the sky completely darkened.

His mother's voice soon sounded, "He's not going to just come with you yelling like that."

His father yelled something incoherent at her then there was a loud bang. The sound was loud enough to hurt his ears, but the scent of blood revealed he was starting to regain his strength.

His father continued to call, and the man's voice seemed to be retreating.

He saw his claws return and felt his fangs again. Knowing he should sneak back into the house before his father returned he slipped out of the shed.

The sight that greeted him was horrific. His mother lay motionless on the ground her shirt dyed red with her own blood. The young half-breed knew nothing not why he did it, but threw back his head and released a mournful howl.

Some distance away Sesshomaru and the two wolves heard the howl. The wolves immediately knowing it came from their brother led the way.

Sitting in the living room the boy's 'father' heard the howl and dashed into the back.

The boy heard the back screen door open and slam. He turned and glared at the man standing with a rifle, "You…why did you?"

The man aimed the weapon, "She was a whore. I don't know what kind of freak she slept with to make you, but I'm tired of living this way. My daughter and I agreed, I'd dispose of the two of you and we'd move away."

The boy dropped into a crouch and prepared to lunge, "I'll make you pay."

The man laughed, "What the hell do you care freak? She never loved you, she just felt responsible for your damn condition."

Hearing enough the boy leapt at the man. At the same time the rifle went off. The boy yelped and fell back to the ground bleeding from a wound to his shoulder.

What followed happened so quickly the man had no time to comprehend. First a strange looking girl appeared next to the boy and began tending to the wound. Then a strange looking boy appeared next to him and ripped the gun from his hands, yet along with the gun he'd taken the man's arms. Finally an even stranger looking man with silver white hair and facial markings appeared and placed his hand on the man's face.

Sesshomaru glared, "Feel my Dokkaso as it melts you to nothing."

After the man died Sesshomaru turned to Cloud Dancer, "How is the boy?"

Cloud Dancer frowned as she placed a hand over the wound, "He was lucky. The bullet hit his right shoulder and not his left. There's no damage to any internal organs, once the bleeding stops we'll take him home."

River Runner knelt next to the woman's body, "Damn, this one's been dead for a couple hours."

Sesshomaru moved over to the woman and placed a hand on Tenseiga, "Hmm…it appears we've arrived too late. The Tenseiga cannot revive her."

River Runner frowned, "What?"

Sesshomaru indicated the Tenseiga, "This sword created by my father and gifted to me has the power to resurrect any individual once by slaying the servants of the underworld. This woman's soul has already been taken."

River Runner sighed, "Very well…we'll leave this mess for the mortals. Sister has he stopped bleeding?"

Cloud Dancer nodded, "He has stabilized."

Sesshomaru turned toward the Wolves Fort, "Then we should return him to your father."


It was morning when the boy awoke. He'd had a strange dream where he'd been flying. Shaking the grogginess he sat up in the cot he was sleeping in. He became nervous when he didn't recognize the room he was in, "What? Where am I?"

"You're in father's fort."

The Boy turned to see an older boy sitting in a chair near the door.

The older boy smiled, "Welcome back to the land of the living little brother. I really dislike the way human weaponry is going, it's taking longer and longer for us to heal when we get hit by them. What I wouldn't give for the old days, back when the worse they could do was shoot an arrow in your ass."

The Boy frowned, "Umm…what did you mean…little brother? I don't have any brothers, just a sister who hates me."

The older boy's smile faded, "Well that's where you're wrong. That sister of yours is only your half-sister; you and she didn't share the same father. I'm your half-brother, we share the same father but have different mothers."

The Boy bowed his head, "My mother?"

The older boy bowed his head as well, "I'm sorry…we didn't get there in time to do anything for her. We'd been looking for you for thirteen years, never thought you'd give us that much trouble."

The Boy frowned at the older one, "Looking for thirteen years? Why?"

The older boy crossed his arms, "Because, you don't belong with humans that's why. After you were born you should have come to use immediately. Unfortunately when you were born we were fighting a war with invading Spirits from Europe, they were coming across with the Lusitania. We'll allow humans to come to our shores, but we can't abide foreign Spirits trying to take up residence and force us out."

There was a knock on the door and the older boy opened it. A girl entered carrying a tray of food, "Father thought you'd be hungry. He's sorry he can't visit you right now, but he's in negotiations with Lord Sesshomaru."

The Boy frowned, "Lord Sesshomaru? What…Who is that?"

The older boy spoke, "He's a Yokai…a Spirit from Japan. Apparently he's quite well known and respected in his homeland. From what I've learned he's the acting Lord of the West. His father grew tired of leading or something and retired to their ancestral home leaving Sesshomaru to govern the West."

The Boy looked confused.

The girl sighed, "What our elder brother is trying to explain is that this person is a respected guest. He's very powerful; his clan is known throughout the world by most Spirits."

The Boy continued to look confused but then spoke, "Spirit? Yokai?"

The older boy smirked, "What? How do you think you got those ears and that tail?"

The Boy shook his head, "But…but what's going on?"

The girl sniffed the air then turned to the door, "I think our mother can explain better."

The door opened again and this time a woman entered. The Boy could easily tell she was the mother to the two claiming to be his siblings.

The Den Mother closed the door and moved over to the cot, "It's good you're awake. We've been looking forward to your arrival for a long time."

The Boy frowned, "Why?"

The Den Mother sat on the cot and placed her hand on his face, "Because of what you are. You are a child of this pack, and while I can't say I'm personally happy my mate strayed to another's bed, you should not suffer for his mistakes." She moved her hand and using one of her claws cut the bandages wrapping the boy's shoulder, "Good, it appears you've healed nicely. Your sister will help you get cleaned up, and then we'll join your father for the morning meal."

The Boy nodded then followed the girl from the room.

After they'd gone River Runner spoke, "Mother what you are thinking?"

The Den Mother turned to her son, "His eyes. They do not have the light that is the sign of a cub's innocence. He's seen too much pain and violence."

River Runner frowned, "Perhaps a hunt is in order. I'll talk to father."

His mother merely nodded then walked away seemingly deep in thought.


Sesshomaru and the Alpha Wolf were walking the battlements surrounding his fort. The Alpha Wolf stopped as they entered a watchtower, "So my young friend. What is your true reason for coming?"

Sesshomaru looked out over the forest, "Your son…I have had knowledge of him for several centuries."

The Alpha Wolf frowned, "I find that hard to believe. I merely slept with the boy's mother because her desires for a child called out to me. There is no way he's part of some prophesy or grand scheme."

Sesshomaru smirked, "Whether you believe me or not is of little concern. I gained information from a reliable source of your son's existence. My family has played the time stream dance for a very long time. The information I was granted was sketchy, as it is always vague so as not to cause any changes besides what has happened."

The Alpha Wolf continued to frown, "What are you talking about?"

Sesshomaru placed a hand on the railing of the watchtower, "Many years ago a girl who has yet to be born came among my clan. Her fate was tied to our own, and over time she started to impart knowledge to us, knowledge that we in fact pasted to ourselves using the girl as a messenger. It is an amusing paradox we found ourselves in, though it seems the tidbits she gave us affect things yet to happen."

The Alpha Wolf sighed, "Quite the conundrum. So what was it she told you of my son?"

Sesshomaru frowned, "That I would be his godfather, and he'd wield my brother's Tessaiga."

The Alpha Wolf frowned, "Your brother's Tessaiga?"

Sesshomaru nodded, "The Tessaiga is a powerful weapon that once also sealed by brother's yoki, and prevented it from overpowering him. I do not know why or how your son will come into possession of that sword. As of now Inuyasha still carries it even though he doesn't require its protection."

The Alpha Wolf bowed his head, "You've found my son. Now the mystery is why the sword comes to be in his hand. I fear the reason why. My own son's spiritual power is vast due to my blood, but you felt it yourself, he's naturally in control of it."

Sesshomaru placed a hand to his chin, "Your son is not like other Hanyo. He almost looks exactly like a Wolf Yokai, save for his ears, those are a little longer and more wolf like then the rest of you."

The Alpha Wolf turned away from Sesshomaru, "You didn't see him when they removed that sorry excuse for a shirt. His hair is like a mane running down his neck and tapering off at his mid back. He very closely resembles what the first people in these lands called a skin walker."

Sesshomaru looked curious, "A skin walker?"

The Alpha Wolf nodded, "They are similar to the werewolf myths in Europe and other parts of the world. Though, I know these creatures to have existed. The skin walkers were our half-breeds that were too weak. They were born looking human, but instead of having a human time, they had a spirit time. During that time they transformed into crazed full wolf spirits and killed indiscriminately."

The sound of a bell drew their attention.

The Alpha Wolf turned toward the main building, "Well, now it seems it's time for the morning meal. Care to join my family?"

Sesshomaru consented and followed the powerful Wolf Spirit.


The Alpha Wolf sat at the head of the table and watched as his mate and children sat. His youngest son seemed nervous so he spoke to him, "Well now that you're awake do you mind telling us what the humans call you?"

The Boy winced, "Um…I don't know my name."

Angry growls were heard up and down the table.

The Alpha Wolf raised his hand to silence the other wolves present. Sesshomaru caught the Alpha Wolf's attention and he nodded to Sesshomaru.

Sesshomaru stood and walked around the table. The movement gathered the attention of all present, "In my land when any Yokai…Spirit is named the person who names them is called the name giver, then become something of a master to the one named. This is an old practice that fell out of use a few centuries ago. Name giving was once so imbued with that type of master servant relationship, but today the act of giving a name is seen as a great honor. The humans have a term for this honor; they call the person a godparent."

The Alpha nodded, "Aye, we have heard of that term."

Sesshomaru stood behind the half-wolf, "Since any name you were once known as is either lost, or no longer holds any meaning for you. I suggest a new name be given."

The Boy turned to the man he assumed is his father.

The Alpha looked back into the boy's eyes then turned to Sesshomaru, "Well Lord Sesshomaru, in the interest of improved relations between our tribes, would you care to grant my son a new name by which he'll be known."

Sesshomaru smirked, "Juraimaru. In my native tongue Jurai means legacy."

The Alpha nodded, "Hmm…interesting." He turned to his son, "What do you think?"

Juraimaru frowned, "Umm…okay I guess."

Sesshomaru returned to his seat. He knew that the boy would have many names over the years, this was merely the first and the one that tied him to Sesshomaru and thusly to a much larger world than the one he'd been living in.


End Chapter One

A/N: Alright, this is the first chapter of Legacy of the Fang. This story will reveal the world of the Yokai in the present, and is a companion/sequel to the stories Family of the Dog and Family of the Dragon. Review please; I'll be working on this more after the end of Family of the Dog.