A.N: New Year? NEW STORY! This is my first Inuyasha Fanfiction and so Im hoping it is enjoyed. PLEASEEEEE REVIEW! I really need encouragment on this one. I've been trying out new writing techniques, like actually describing the settings and keeping the charecter in one personality instead of jumping all over the place. And for readers from my other fictions who are asking 'you didn't update this one!' I can't help it, when I get an idea, I gotta post it. So any ways this is Inuyasha: The Dark Priestess of the Shikon no Tama.
Akira: Ichi
Enter the Half Blooded Priestess.
"Why won't you just die already?!"
The young girl ran as fast as she was able. She was barley successful with out-maneuvering the older demon woman as she was chased out of the village and into the forest. Her breathing was ragged as the woman's claws slashed at her back once again. Her back was badly burned, signaling she was poisoned, yet it seemed that it meant nothing. Had no effect.
"Sister why?! Why do you want to kill me so dearly?! I'm sorry Im not full blooded! I'm sorry!" The little girl screeched as her back regenerated. The demon woman laughed but then snarled at the younger girl as she tripped and fell. Her purple-black hair covered her face as she struggled to get up.
"No sister please! I do want to die, but not by your hands! Don't filthy them on a half blood like me! I'll find someone who can end me I swear it on Mother's life! Please sister. Daiyu. Don't put so much effort on to my account!" The woman, Daiyu, growled low. Her coal black eyes flashed with anger. Her claws cracked as she glared at the half demon that laid before her, trembling.
"Are you saying that I can not kill you, Kuroki? That I am not capable of taking your life?! That I AM WEAK?! Do NOT MOCK ME!" Kuroki gasped but on instinct grabbed something on her side.
"Piasumūn Buredo!" Daiyu went flying when Kuroki slashed the fan towards her without making contact.
"I'm sorry! I promise you I will die! If that is your wish of me, sister, than I shall!" With that Kuroki took off into the forest. Effectively escaping the wrath of the demon Daiyu.
The sunset across the sky bled red as The Lord of the West flicked his wrist to get rid of remaining cricks.
"Lord Sesshomaru! That was amazing! As usual of coarse, but it's not like I doubted you or anything! I was just commenting since it was the amount of demons that there were-" The man proceeded to walk away, ignoring the little toad demon as he continued his journey throughout the forest. The man had just defeated a bounty of demons. Ah-Un followed close behind his master. "Wait for me my lord!" The green one cried as he chased after Sesshomaru.
Little did the great demon know was that one of his prey was still alive, grasping for life.
Kuroki tensed yet coward in fear as she began to walk throughout the forest. There were demon remains everywhere! Her fan, which was eight inches long and five inches wide, was spreaded out in front of her face, only her eyes were seen. She stumbled into a clearing where she saw a mighty beast twitching and groaning. Bravely she walked to it and began speaking.
"Are you also a victim of the one who defeated the rest of these demons?"
The demon groaned and opened an eye to her, it's deep green skin
giving off a pungent odor.
"Yes child. Why does this intrest you so? What is it that you are called? And your age?" The girl stood as tall as her small body could as her deadly ameythest eyes glared down at the monster. She had no fear of death by a demon because no demon could take her life. "I am the one they call Kuroki. The Dark Priestess. I am searching for a strong demon so that I may ask for his or her …assistance in a mission that I am to complete. My age, if you must know, is eight years of old."
The demon looked over her carefully eyeing her very strange outfit. Most priestess garments were red and white or any color that was bright, but hers were black and gray. Very seldom colors that not even most priests wear during funerals. What was also strange was that her left arm sleeve was completely torn off and there were claw marks across her back when she turned to look at the setting sky.
"And I ask why you are searching for a strong demon? Do you wish to slay it?" The girl ignored him and closed her fan only to re-open it. What was once a simple light blue fan was that of a dangerous black and orange patterned one with spikes on the edge.
"Tell me who is this demon and I maybe able to heal you. Maybe even be able to make you stronger than before." She knew she had the demon caught in her trap the minute she uttered 'heal'. His eyes widned in a sickning delight and he smiled a twisted one, his centipede like body twitching at the thought to be able to move again.
"If that is all you desire than turn your back to me and walk five steps. There on the ground you shall be able to see a piece of white and red silk. His scent should still be on it. The scent of the Ruler of the West, Lord Sesshomaru. It was he that has defeated I and all of these unworthy foes." Kuroki stepped towards the piece of cloth like the demon said and she sniffed it for a scent. She smelled that of wood, sage and blood. Turning back to the demon she let out a cruel half smile.
"Very well. You have kept your end of the bargain and so I shall keep mine. I will heal you by removing you FROM THIS WORLD!" The fan left her fingertips as she spoke, and the demon roared with fury at the trickery that had fell upon him. He died cursing her name.
Kuroki held up her small left hand and the fan came back. Taking another whiff of the cloth she began to take off towards the lingering scent of Sesshomaru. The demon's question lingered in her mind.
'Do you wish to slay it?'
Frowning, her hold on the fan tightened as she snapped it back close.
"Actually I hope this Lord Sesshomaru shall be able to slay me."