Prologue

The wind changed… it changed suddenly, and the ones who at first were walking against the wind, found themselves pushed forward with a single blast.

And down they fell. It was a fall that could kill a small child, and possibly bruise or further injure an adult. But when they fell, they fell together, holding on to one another; maybe for protection, or maybe out of fear. But they fell together, and when they were meant to hit the ground, they disappeared into the light…

Bystanders stared at the light for a moment, but then gave chase for the ones who fell. One boy, who seemed too immature to actually be called a man, stood in their way.

"They'll be fine," said the boy with a smirk on his face. "If anything, they're safer there. I'll go after them later, unless they come back first,"

He was persuasive enough. They did believe him. And they charged for battle, against their greatest enemy.

It would be a battle they would remember. Not because of a great victory, which they did not receive. Nor for a long, well fought battle, for it was not that as well. They would remember this battle so well, so vividly, because they lost four people that day. Five if you count the one that worked for the enemy, but still as important of a loss. But they were gone. The boy would jump countless times, take many falls, receive many bruises, but never could he be engulfed in the breathtaking light. He jumped many of the day's he waited. On the other days, he would sit at the well and wait. His friend's would bring him food, Some forgave him, because he did not know that this would happen, but the others he broke his promise to lashed at him at every occasion. But the brutal attacks were nothing compared to the pain he felt from the realization…

He would never again see his friends again, or the one he loved…

~-Later time, other place-~

The moon was full, and she could not help but feel helpless and she dangled from the trees. She finally let go, and hit the ground with a thud. She quickly stood up, looking around frantically.

She groaned quietly. "Wasn't fast enough," she chastised herself as she stealthily ran through the forest, desperate for the shelter of the next village. Though her senses were numb, she could still hear the pounding of large feet and smell the stench of raw meat. The wind felt thick around her, and she felt as if she was running through water.

Something was following her.

In the distance, she could smell roasting meat. It was the sign that the village was close, but the closer she got, the more in danger she became. Every step she took was like five for the being that followed her. She quickened her pace, ran as fast as she could possibly move her feet. Her bare feet were cut by simple twigs and rocks, but her feet were rough from years of wear. She didn't feel a thing as she stepped on thorns, wouldn't have felt a thing if she jumped a spear.

When she saw light at the end of the tree's her smile was brighter than the sun. She quickened her pace even more as she moved towards the light. As she reached the clearing, about to pull the classic, 'I was separated from my escort, and found myself lost in the dark, cruel forest. Please, lend me shelter for the night. Just until word gets to my father that his first-born daughter has been lost!' when her eyes landed on a symbol. She stopped dead in her tracks, right before the exit of the forest. Her eyes were dead set on the waving red flags that danced in the light of the fire. Before her eyes could fill with tears, she spat at the ground. "I'll never set foot there, not even to save my-"

She stopped when she heard the sound of a tree branch cracking. She turned around to see a gruesome creature with eye's as red as fresh blood, and a similar color dripping from its mouth. It was perched in a tree, its back was hunched, and it's fur darker than night, beautiful and terrifying. It was a Puredom, one of the most pure breed of demon. It was as fast as a cheetah demon, and strong as a bear demon. It never fails to kill something as weak as a human. Its fangs were bared, and its growl was louder than the sound of a thousand men marching off to war. She didn't know how she let her guard down long enough for this creature to sneak up to her. She found herself to be woozy at the sight of this dreadful creature, and took a step back to regain her balance.

She thought it would be her last movement.

The creature jumped towards her, and its fang's grazed her neck as she fell back. She lifted her arms to defend herself. She watched helplessly as the creature pounced towards her, but something amazing happened. An arrow shot just above her face, and pieced the beast in its chest. It seemed to disappear in front of her very eyes. She quickly sat up and turned to meet her savor.

She found a beautiful woman, dressed in simple clothing, and wore no color on her face. She lowered her bow so that she may study the girl on the ground carefully. "Are you all right?" the woman asked, no real concern in her voice. But the girl knew better, for she was the same way. Years of pain hardens the soul.

"I'm fine," She mumbled lightly. She pushed herself off the ground. "I shouldn't have stopped…"

"Why did you stop?" The woman asked her. In return she got a shrug, but that wasn't good enough for the woman. "I saw you stop right where you're standing, and spit at the ground. You left yourself completely open for a surprise kill. You're lucky that demon's fatal flaw is that it likes to be known, or you would've never known it was behind you,"

The girl flinched at the words. She looked up at the woman. "I was born here, and tortured here as well. They also kill my first lover…"

The woman's face was mixed with sympathy and pity. "I feel your pain, though on a deeper level. But are you not a little young…"

The girl rolled her eyes. "Are you not a little bitch?" The girl bit her tongue, but it was too late. She had said something hurtful and cruel to her savor. She looked towards the woman, expecting to be shot at with an arrow. She was shocked when she saw the woman laughing lightly, her face filling with color.

"Well," Said the woman. "I guess that answer's that question," the woman giggled a little more. "I'm Kikyo,"

The girl blinked a few times. "I'm Iveley," she muttered with sour tone. "But please don't call me that,"

Kikyo giggled more. "You're a strange girl, Ivy,"

"No no," The girl shook her hands, "I said 'Ivel-'" She stopped mid sentence, thinking about the name she had been presented with. "I mean, thank you, Kikyo. So... can you show me how you did that arrow thing…?"

Kikyo became serious suddenly. "It's not something you can just do. I am a priestess, a Miko, if you will,"

"Well, I've seen stranger things happen," Kikyo looked down at her bow as Ivy said that. "I mean, it couldn't hurt…"

Kikyo looked up. "Are you not fit with you demon powers?"

Ivy's eyes became wide. "How did-"

"I know a half demon when I see one,"

Ivy huffed. "Well, its nights like these that I'm worried about. And I'm sure that we can work something-"

A small white creature emerged from the forest and leaped towards Ivy. Kikyo drew an arrow and aimed, but Ivy grabbed the creature quickly. "No no! This is my brother! Don't!" Ivy frantically held the creature close to her. Kikyo slowly lowered her bow. Ivy sighed. "This is Kinu, my brother," Ivy looked at Kikyo; her eyes began to be filled with the emotion of the truth. Anyone could see her past in her eyes. "He's all I have left. I live for him,"

Kikyo stared at the creature. "He's full demon…" Ivy nodded. "He's a dog demon…" again she nodded. It was silent for a moment.

Ivy looked at Kinu. "We were suddenly attacked by a very powerful demon. He tried to kill us, but we got away… but we were separated. I would have looked for him, but tonight…" Ivy shook her head, then cuddled her face against the small Dog demon. "I'm so glad you found me!" The dog demon barked happily in her arms. Ivy looked up at Kikyo. "Look, I could tell you were a Miko. I need to learn what you know. To protect myself and my brother on nights like this, from the one called 'Naraku',"

Kikyo's eyes widened slightly. She opened her mouth but no sound came out. The very small dog demon stared at Kikyo with large eyes. Kikyo sighed. Finally she spoke.

"Maybe we can work out a deal, so that we may fight against a common enemy…"


Prologue! yay! I'm here to say that I only watched the anime (and not all of it T-T) and the word 'Miko' is uncommon to me. I just saw it in other fanfiction, and I decided it was easier than saying preistess all the time. I found this story in a folder from middle school, so I wrote it a long time ago. Forgive me, it's not too amazing...

But Ivydew is back! (I wrote one story and didn't finish it T-T what can I say?) I'm still working out the kinks in this story, so the plot isn't fully developed, but I was wondering if anyone would be interest. I prefer SesshoumaruXOC anyways ^-^

I hoped you liked it, please review!