So, it's time for another story! I know this may be overdone, but this idea just seemed interesting to me since I've never done it before. Also, I don't think that a story has been done like this quite to the extent I'm doing it to. Like I said in the summary EVERY major character is switched, not just Inuyasha and Kagome. But you'll see what I mean when you read it. Enjoy!

Through the Well and Back Again

Prologue

She burst through the roof of the hut, the jewel clutched tightly in her hand. From somewhere below her, a net was fired at her. It encased her body, limiting her mobility. She smirked before using her claws to slice through the thin ropes, flipping as she freed herself. HA! Did those stupid humans really think that a little net could hold me? she thought, smirking wider.

Her forward motion took her towards the tree line. She would land within the forest; they wouldn't dare try to follow her through there. She cackled madly as the trees approached and her altitude fell. This time, she had won.

"At long last it's mine!" she laughed as her bare feet hit the ground just beyond the first trees. The moment her feet touched the earth, she began to run. Speed was on her side, as was agility and she was able to dart around the trees quickly. The moment she was far enough away from the village, she would make her wish.

She glanced down at the pink orb in her fist, its soft pink light drawing her attention. The Shikon Jewel, she thought as she sprinted through the trees. To think that he expected me to use it to make me human. He only probably wanted me to do that so he could kill me easier. Well, he's dead wrong. The moment I become a full demon, I'm going to come back here and kill—

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sharp pain in her chest, right over her heart. She glanced down to see a glowing blue arrow protruding from her chest. Her back slammed into the tree behind her and the jewel fell from her hand. No!

She looked up to see who had shot her. Standing before her, bow still raised, was a young monk. He had dark, wavy hair that fell to his shoulders and striking brown eyes. She recognized him immediately and glared at him.

"C-curse you Naraku!" she half spat, half wheezed. He returned her glare with one of his own. He never spoke, just stood there and watched her. That was the last thing she saw before her vision went black and she knew no more.

The moment her eyes fell shut, the man called Naraku collapsed to his knees. His face twisted in pain and he gasped for breath. He reached up and grasped his shoulder. He knew that he didn't have much longer. He removed his hand from his shoulder and reached forward to grab the Sacred Jewel from the ground. His bloody fingers clasped the round stone and he fell back on his haunches.

"Big brother!" Naraku looked up to see a young boy, no older than 10, running for him. The moment the boy reached him, he slid down to his knees. His one good eye, the other covered by a bandage, stared at his shoulder before finding the monk's face. "Big brother, you're hurt!"

"I'll be fine," he assured the boy. Then his face became serious again and he tried to hide his pain. "Onigumo, listen to me. I don't have much time. I need you to take this and burn it with my body." As he spoke, he shoved the Jewel into his brother's hands. The moment the orb was out of his hands, fierce coughs racked his body.

"Naraku!" Onigumo cried as his brother fell forward onto his hands and knees. The boy grabbed his brother's shoulders, being mindful of his wound. Naraku spit out a mouthful of blood before grinning up at Onigumo.

"Remember what I told you," he said. "I love you, little brother."

"I love you too, big brother," Onigumo choked out, tears stinging his eyes. Then he asked the question that was plaguing his mind. "What about Kagome?"

Naraku coughed again before he answered. "Don't worry. She won't bother you and the village ever again." With his last bit of strength, he pulled the boy into a hug, squeezing him with everything he had. Onigumo hugged his brother tightly, begging that he wouldn't go.

"Take care, little brother," Naraku whispered. The monk then took his last breath as he released his brother, collapsing on the ground. Onigumo began wailing as he watched his only brother fall.

Be strong, Onigumo, Naraku thought as his world began to fade. Be strong for them, and for yourself. Forgive me for leaving you like this. I promise, my spirit will remain here.

Kagome, forgive me. This is the last thing I wanted for you, for us. This was the only choice. Please, forgive me. Then the monk's world went black.

The villagers, under Onigumo's directions, followed Naraku's final wish. His body was burned in a traditional ceremony and the Shikon Jewel was burned as well, clasped in the monk's hands. The ashes were buried near the outskirts of the village and marked by miniature temple.

After Naraku's death, Onigumo took his brother's place as village monk. The village prospered under him. Soon, the forest where Naraku died was named Kagome's Forest after the half-demon who was sealed there. No one, human or demon, ventured into the forest and the village lived in peace.

Now that I think about it, it's kinda funny that I made Naraku a monk since in the actual story he's, you know, evil times infinity. But I told you everything was switched! I'm putting Chapter 1 up today too, so don't stop here! Unless, ya know, you want to review first (hint, hint).