The Protectors

Every now and then six people are chosen to become the Protectors of the Old Kingdom. This time's chosen work hard, become friends, become enemies and just try to get through their daily trials. But the Greatest Evil wants to take over the Old Kingdom and enslave its inhabitants. Can the new Protectors defeat this evil or will they be defeated?

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or company. Takahashi-san owns them. Though I so wish that I did.

"Today's the gathering," said Kagome, to her best friend Sango who had come over earlier so that she and Kagome could go to the gathering together.

"Who do you think will be chosen?" asked Sango.

Every now and then (the gatherings were never scheduled at were done at random. For example the last gathering had happened over twenty years ago) there was a 'gathering' where all the younger population of the Old Kingdom (more or less from the ages of 8 to 40, though the Protectors can be quite old) came together. The Protectors each chose an accomplice to succeed them.

The Protectors were the people who protected the population of the Old Kingdom from the Great Evils since the general people had little to nothing magic to defend them from the mystical Evils. There were six Protectors: water, fire, air, earth, light and darkness.

Kagome chewed her lower lip in nervousness. Being a Protector of the country was a very big job. Kagome suddenly realized that Sango was expecting an answer to her question.

"I have no idea," Kagome said with a sigh. "It would be a great honor to be chosen but it's also such a big responsibility. Ya know, the 'must be very competent or you and your whole country dies' thing."

"Yup." Sango sat quietly on Kagome's bed while she brushed her hair. Sango then checked her watch and licked her lips nervously. "Well we're going to find out the answer to my question soon. Time to go." Sango lifted herself laboriously and walked over to Kagome who was putting down her brush.

"Okay." Kagome got up and followed Sango out her door and to her future.

(A/N: I should end it there but I want to start making longer chapters)

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"Come on Inuyasha! If you don't hurry we'll be late!" yelled a dark haired teen through the door to the living room. He was wearing a loose purple button up shirt and dark blue jeans as he scowled and tied his hair into his signature rat's tail.

Inuyasha ignored him and kept his eyes glued to the huge plasma screen television. He was dressed in a dark red t-shirt which said 'whatcha looking at?' and dark jeans. Miroku's scowl grew darker. (A/N: who did you think it was?). He stomped into the living room, grabbed Inuyasha by his black lock and started dragging him outside barely giving Inuyasha any time to grab his baseball hat.

"Hey! OWWWWWW! F--- this Miroku I don't wanna go!" Inuyasha whined. Miroku glared at his older twin brother.

"It doesn't matter. You have to go. It's the law. And who knows, maybe you'll be chosen this year." Miroku bit out.

"Keh, fat chance! Why the hell would they want to choose me? I'm the worst kind of candidate there is: moody, irritable, sarcastic, hateful…" Inuyasha droned.

"Don't forget conceited, dirty mouthed, mulish…"Miroku continued with a small grin. Inuyasha muttered something under his breath and glared violet daggers at Miroku who ignored him completely, intent on getting to the huge stadium on time and getting a decent seat. Inuyasha shook his head in defeat and followed Miroku to the stadium silently.

Miroku found seats for himself and Inuyasha in the center seats. Inuyasha sat down and tipped his hat over his eyes, clearly intent on catching some sleep. Miroku shook his head ruefully and glanced around the stadium. It was almost full. Miroku was surprised that he had found some decent seats. Then again, maybe not so amazing. The goody- goodies sat at the front eagerly, as if sitting at the front would assure that they were picked. And then there were the baddies, sitting at the very back, sullenly staring into space as if this was the last place on earth they want to be. Much like Inuyasha, Miroku thought wryly.

Miroku was about to comment on this to Inuyasha when the huge crowd hushed. Miroku sat up straighter and Inuyasha even took off his hat and Miroku even managed to get him to sit up straight with a mere elbow jab. Inuyasha looked like he wanted to growl at Miroku but he didn't. The choosing was about to begin.

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Kagome and Sango managed to get to the stadium a bit early. As they went looking for a suitable seat, Kagome marveled at the hugeness of the stadium. It could easily fit 500,000 people and that's saying a lot, for the Old Kingdom had a small population only about 800,000 people. (So basically saying the huge stadium could fit over 5/8 or 63 of the total population.).

They decided to sit near the front but not too near for they did not want to seem too eager. They sat down and chatted quietly, watching people pour into the stadium. Suddenly the stadium quieted and Kagome and Sango sat up straighter.

Karameida slowly walked up the aisle surveying the assorted people with her cool green eyes. She reached the end and climbed up the stairs onto the stage. She walked to the center and watched the crowd waiting for absolute silence her silvery blond hair shining under the harsh spotlights. She didn't have to wait long.

Karameida cleared her throat. "Greetings ladies and gentlemen. Today is a very important day. Today six of you will be chosen to become apprentices and will one day become the Protectors of the Old Kingdom. This is a very prestigious and respectable position and I hope that whoever are chosen will respect this title and help the people of the Old Kingdom selflessly. If you are one of the chosen, you will glow the color of your inner power. Please come onto the stage if you do glow."

Karameida stopped talking and held up a small object which everyone strived to see. "This small object in my hand is the Shikon no Tama. This small jewel will pick the chosen."

Karameida closed her eyes and concentrated. The pink ball in her hand started glowing a bright light and it started to float a foot above Karameida's hands. The jewel glowed a blinding white the shot out six colors: dark aqua blue, crimson red, silvery light blue, emerald green, unblemished white, and light consuming black.

The whole audience held their breaths as the lights shot out of the Shikon no Tama. Who would be Chosen this year?

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A/N: okay you guys what do you think? The rating will be T until further notice.

Jan-Jan