DISCLAIMER: I do not own InuYasha, or the characters in it! This was all for the entertainment of others!
My name is Mori. I am fifteen years old.
I have been trained to become a warrior, and protect my village since I was three years old.
My village has treated me like an abomination just as long.
Why do they do this? Because I'm different.
I see things they can not. I weild powers only a select few have been able to bear.
I am a Miko. I see spirits, and spells, and auras, and anything else other-worldly.
Actually, they wouldn't even know I had these powers, if some child hadn't bad-mouthed my mother, for having these powers, a week after I discovered my own.
I wished that child sick, and he nearly died because of it.
I had said this aloud, and they knew it was my powers that caused it.
However, my father, being a local hero, temporarily convinced them that it was all a coincidence, and kept me out of trouble.
I loved my parents. Two of the three people I could trust in that village.
And then disaster struck.
The day after my fifth birthday, someone broke into our house, and set the place on fire.
He killed my parents, but, never found me.
I was completely convinced that it was one of the filthy creatures that lived in this village who had killed them. However, not knowing who it was, I simply buried my parents in a hidden area, in case someone was after their bodies, and prayed for their safe journey to the afterlife.
With my parents gone, I had to live with their closest friend, Hana Chowa.
She was an excellent optometrist, but, because of some accident, she pulled out of it, and started an herb shop. She was very good with herbs, too, and taught me everything she knew.
Hana was just like a mother to me, and I almost forgot that she was the mother of the nastiest person in the village. Mitsukai Chowa.
I haven't seen her in a few months now.
I left to train my spiritual powers, and investigate the stories, and legends from the books I had read. I'm not alone though. I summoned my first Shikikami when I was three, and her name is Hasume. We are going to Higurashi Shrine to investigate the myth behind the Bone-Eaters Well.
It's late at night. The lights were out in the house.
I made my way to the smallest structure on the grounds, and carefully opened the doors.
It was pitch-black inside. "Hasume, go." I whispered.
The little fairy-like shikikami flew inside, lighting the place up.
I smiled. "Here it is! We've found it!" I whispered, getting excited.
The well was at the bottom of some steps, completely uncovered.
I didn't even bother with the stairs, and jumped down to the well.
I looked inside. I saw an odd aura. There was deffinitely something super-natural about this well.
"Mori-sama, what are we looking for?" Hasume asked.
"Youkai bones." I said. "You know that dog youkai is probably one of twelve remaining youkai in the world. I'm going to fix that!"
"What a stupid idea. You might revive an evil one." Hasume said.
"You think I don't know that?" I said. "I'm keeping a feel for anything less than cold-blooded killer, okay?"
However, I'd LOVE to unleash an evil youkai on the village, I thought to myself.
" You'd better be." Hasume said.
I sat on the edge of the well, swung my legs over the side, and slid off into it.
I fell to the bottom...or, I thought I would.
Just as I touched the bottom, everything was suddenly lit up.
"What the-?!" I said." Is this space?"
I looked around. "Mori-sama, what did you do?!" Hasume asked.
"Me?!" I said. " I didn't do anything!"
I saw a light bellow our feet. "Brace yourself! That might be an exit!" Hasume said.
I nodded.
And then, I was at the bottom of the well. For a moment, I stood, my mouth agape.
"What in the name of Preistess Midoriko was that?!" Hasume asked.
For another moment, I was silent.
Then, I remembered my task, and looked around.
No bones. Just dirt, and the slight smell of death.
I sighed. "Man, what a waste!" I said.
I found some vines, and used them to climb out.
Upon reaching the top, I saw nothing but forest, where the shrine should have been.
"Eh?!" I exclaimed.
I looked around for some sign of a trick. Nothing.
"Hasume, nani kore?!" I said, trying to contain myself.
She helped me out of the well, and looked around.
"I assume it's the story whispered about in the spirit world." Hasume said. "The Bone-Eater's Well has a spell on it, so that certain people can pass through between their time, and 500 years before it. This is the Sengoku period."
I gave that a moment of thought.
"This is a time of wars...Don't youkai and miko, and houshi, and other peoplelike that exist here?" I asked.
"I can't believe you're worried about such a trifle thing, when you don't know how to get home!" Hasume said.
"That's a rather trifle thing, too. I have no home." I said. "I can't reach my adopted mother, but, I can live a day or too without missing her too much."
"Hen no miko!" Hasume said.
"Urusai yo ne!" I said.
I started down a path that had been beaten into the ground.
"Someone's been down here alot." I said.
"A miko, and at one point a youkai, and a ningen." Hasume said.
"Sure it's not a hanyou?" I asked.
"That's only a story. Ningen and youkai couls never become that close." Hasume said. "Ningen betray and destroy what they don't understand, and youkai know that."
I rolled my eyes. "Not everything is that logical." I said.
"I'm aware." Hasume said. "I'm just making sure you don't get your hopes up."
We came across a village, and went in, following the miko's aura.
The demon and human had followed her, at one point, or another.
We got to the house where the miko's aura was strongest.
But, what came to the door was not a Miko.
In fact, this person was not even a woman.
At the door was a boy, seemingly my age, wearing a red kimono and hakama.
His hair was very long, and pure white. His eyes were a pretty amber color.
But, what stood out about this boy the most was atop his head. He had fuzzy white dog ears on his head. I grinned in victory, knowing full well that he was a hanyou.
"Who are you?" the boy asked, accusatively.
I exchanged my victory smile for one of greeting.
"Pay me no heed, Hanyou-san!" I said. "I am a mere traveler, passing through for directions. I shall take my leave now!"
I turned, and started away.
"Wait!" the boy called out to me.
I stopped and looked back at him.
"Are you one of Naraku's incarnations?" He asked.
"Naraku?" I said. "That evil youkai after the fabled Shikon no Tama?"
The boy nodded.
"No." I said. "I have never met the creature. What name do I give, should I come across him?"
"He already knows I'm looking for him." the boy said.
"Sou ka? Well, then, if you have no further business with me, I will be off?" I said.
He went back in the house without another word.
"Hmm. How rude." I said.
Hasume and I set off down the road, and started tossing around plans for where we would stay, and what we would do until we found a way back to our time.
Where most teenagers would want piercings, and tattoos, and other things that made them 'cool', I wanted to fight, get into serious trouble, and prove that I was not to be trifled with.
This was all fun to me. I had the chance to go through MY crazy phase.
I knew everything I wanted to do, too. I just didn't know where to start...
Well, that's the first chapter! Reviews are encouraged! Thanks for reading!