Well, I thought about it, and I figured I'd start putting up this new fic, A Love Like No Other. Hope you like it. Enjoy and review!!
Prologue: Cursed / Welcome to My Life
Cursed (Reg. POV)
"InuYasha!" A cold, emotionless voice rang in his ears. Slowly he turned, a scarlet river surrounding him. A smirk crossed his face. "Kikyo." "H-how could you?...She was my sister... my only ties left with my parents!" She whimpered, her eyes clouded with unshed tears.
"Why? Why you ask? Keade asked me to. She wanted to end her miserable life... so I complied." InuYasha sheathed the blood stained katana. Kikyo's eyes widened. ' Keade-chan wanted to die?' Then her hazel orbs narrowed. "It is a lie! Keade would've never pleaded to you for her premature death." She raised an arrow to her bow, aiming for InuYasha's heart. Then, she thought better of it, a cold smile forming on her lips.
"Houshi tama no saki koi!" She chanted, clapping her hands together in a praying fashion, the bow and arrow clattering to the ground. InuYasha shut his eyes as a blinding light hit his being, passing completely through him. "Ahh!" He cried out, dropping to the ground, blood splattering all over him. Panting, Kikyo released her hold on the curse. "It is done. You'll forever feel loneliness and despair until you recieve true love's first kiss." She dropped down, the last of her strength used completely. "... And with my death, know my dead love for you..." She shut her eyes, then fell into an eternal slumber.
InuYasha felt the curse's sheer power decline. He stood, and glared down at Kikyo's corpse . "Wench, you died a worthless death. Noone could effect me so much I'd fall in love with them." He scoffed at the mere thought. Besides, who'd ever fall in love with him?
Welcome to my Life (Kag POV)
My life is a sad meaningless tale. I am a miko, servant of the gods. As such, I am an outcast. Demons hate humans in general, but as a human with powers such as purifying, skill with weaponry, and the casting of barriers, I am even more detested. Normal humans think that mikos are in league with the demons, and thus try to kill us.
These powers first began a year or so after my mother's death, at the age of nine. When the village leader caught sight of me practicing my newfound power on a pesky demon, the entire village chased me out. I hid in a nearby forest, in an abandoned hut, protecting my former home in secret. I don't know why I still held fondness for the people who hated my very existance, but somehow, I did.
Now, in my eighteenth year of life, I protect the entire countryside from demon attacks, being the silent savior of many innocent lives. Being alone has never been fun, and I have'nt had contact with anyone for close to a decade. Sometimes I find myself wishing I could find someone who would love me...But noone could love a miko...Noone.
Welcome to my life.
What do ya think? I know it was confusing... sorry!
Sesshomaru and InuYasha's mate
