InuYasha and the Fair Maiden
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or any of it's characters
Prologue
A dark-haired woman ran quickly through the forest, a small child strapped to her back. His weight was a burden to her, but she needed to get him to safety.
Behind her a mob of men ran with pitchforks and torches looking for the woman with a small half-demon on her back. They could see her in the distance.
She could hear the people behind her now. She sped her pace in an effort to reach safety, a sacred temple, but soon slowed down. The child on her back began to whimper as he saw the people behind him. The woman turned around to look at her child and to her fright, she saw the people coming nearer.
She cried aloud as she tripped over a root in the darkness. There was no way that she could make it to the temple now. She wood die, she could feel it, but her baby didn't have to. She quickly unstrapped him and gave him a small kiss on his forehead.
"Goodbye, Inuyasha," she said casting her baby into the dark foliage beyond. She looked up to see that the people were only a few feet away.
She tried to crawl into the foliage, but a sharp, piercing pain hit her ankle immobilizing her. She cried silent tears at the fate that had befallen her.
The men stood over her now, grinning as they had finally caught their prey. The one at the head of the group grabbed her up in his powerful grip. He smiled evilly at her.
"Hey boys why don't we have some fun first?" he asked looking her body over. She kicked him with her good leg, but he only laughed. He roughly grabbed her breast causing her to yell aloud in pain.
The man dropped her to the ground adding more to the pain in her body. She could see the men gather around her, each dropping their pants. She could feel rough hands removing her clothing, but then no more.
Inuyasha watched horrified as the men raped his mother. He cried silent tears because of his helplessness. His eyes filled with anger.
He could hear pleasurable groans as the men enjoyed themselves. Then, he heard nothing. He saw everything in red. He charged the men.
The men looked startled for they had forgotten about the half-demon. They brandished their weapons and lifted their dying torches. The first one to go, was an evil looking man. Inuyasha charged at him, but his first blow only hit the hilt of the man's pitchfork. Whipping around with a quick slash, Inuyasha snapped the pitchfork in half, snatched the pointed end in his hands, and sent it flying into the man's skull.
"GET THE HALF-DEMON!!" yelled one of the men. He ran to the back of the crowd trying to get to safety. The rest of the men charged at the young boy, outnumbering him.
Inuyasha retrieved the end of the pitchfork that had impaled the man through the head and ran head-long into the group of men. He parried their blows from all sides, an impossible feet for a human. Inuyasha, was not even near human now, however, he was a demon.
The men were surprised by the force of his attack and were pushed backwards. The man at the back broke and ran from the rest of the group. His departure went unnoticed as the rest of the men fought for their lives.
Inuyasha sent the end of his pitchfork into the throat of a man who then toppled to the ground. Another man came up from the side and tried to attack him, but Inuyasha ducked as the large pitchfork swung over his head causing it to make impact with the stomach of another man. The man who was hit fell down, dropping his torch onto the leg of the man who had hit him. Instantly the man's clothing were alight with fire causing him to scream aloud in pain.
Inuyasha grabbed the screaming man's weapon and whacked the heads of two men clean off with one blow. He panted as he looked before him.
All of the men, except for the leader, had fallen under his mighty attack. Inuyasha charged at the man who had now turned his back in an attempt to run.
Inuyasha chased after him, caught him, and killed him quickly with a sharp thrust of his claws through the man's eye.
Inuyasha stopped, panting heavily. He began to feel pain through out his whole body as the wounds on him began to hurt. He sat down resting against a tree.
He could feel silent tears running down his cheeks as the thought of what just had occurred. His mother was dead. He should have saved her, but he was scared. He buried his face in his hands and wept.
Inuyasha stood a short time later to be greeted with a northern breeze. It carried the scent of a human, and, he realized, of his mother. Inuyasha growled someone must have escaped.
He ran through the forest quickly, eyes adjusted to the dark night. He soon caught up the runner who was hiding under a fallen log.
The man looked at Inuyasha with a frightened expression upon his face. He looked into his eyes hoping to see forgiveness, but instead was greeted with anger and malice.
"Pl-Please d-d-don't kill me," he stuttered. It was in vain. The next thing he new, he was dead.
Inuyasha ran back to his mother through the now quiet forest. The scent of blood was everywhere. Fire surrounded the place where torches had caught the forest on fire. Inuyasha walked through the flames to his mother. Around his mother, were pools of blood, and dead, half-naked bodies. Inuyasha spat at them before turning teary eyes towards his mother's limp form.
She looked oddly peaceful in her death, Inuyasha noticed. He wondered why as he took her clothes and covered her limp form with them.
The heat from the ring of fire surrounding Inuyasha and the bodies was intense. Inuyasha could feel sweat rolling down his face as he cradled his mother's form in his arms.
Inuyasha grabbed a small bag that had been strapped beside him on his mother's back. Tears stained his cloak as he reached in and grabbed a small container. Nothing was in it.
Inuyasha looked at his mother again before reaching his hand to grab a burning torch. He ignored the pain as the flames licked at his hands, burning them. He took one last look at his mother before removing the cover of clothing from her body and throwing the torch on her.
Inuyasha couldn't look as his mother's body burnt. When she was nothing more than mere ashes, he would place her in the container that he had salvaged from the pack and keep her forever.
Inuyasha could feel the heat around him, but it was nothing compared to the pain that he felt in his heart. His mother was the only person that he had ever loved, and to his knowledge, the only person that he would ever love. No one could take her place in his heart, and she would never be there to fill it. The emptiness inside of him was like a dark void that he could only swim in for eternity.
Inuyasha knew that what he did by killing the men was incredible, for he was only just a small child, but he didn't really think about it. He didn't think about anything at that moment; his mind was also a void.
Inuyasha turned when he could no longer bare the heat around him to see that his mother's body was no more than ashes now. He cried, for he knew he would never see her again, but this was the only way to have her with him always.
As Inuyasha scooped up his mother's ashes into the container, he realized the growing stench around him. He gagged from the sorrow and from the smell, but he soon finished his job. Placing the container in one of the pockets of his robe he walked once more through the ring of fire, out of the burning forest, and into the cold dark night.
A/N: Well, I hope that you like the first chapter of the story. Yes this is a remake of InuYasha and the Fair Maiden. I rewrote it, because I found the other one not so good. I know keeping his mother is kind of creepy, but that is what I decided to do. As you can see already, Inuyasha is a great warrior. Please read and review!!