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Chapter 1 - New Beginnings

It was a dark night; the moon was just barely a sliver in the sky. Inuyasha found himself fleeing to the forest that bore his name. He was tired of those damn humans and that annoying fox. They were always yelling at him and constantly telling him he was annoying and immature. He was sick of having his feelings hurt and he just wanted to get away. Running with no purpose, he effortlessly dodged fallen trees and overhanging branches. It had all been etched into his subconscious long ago. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't catch the familiar scent at first. When his senses finally caught up with him, he recognized the scent of his brother somewhere off to his left and it was quickly approaching. He stopped and readied himself. 'Dammit! Why now?'

Seconds later Sesshoumaru walked out from behind a massive Weeping Willow. He wore his usual icy mask and stared on with cold uncaring eyes that bore into Inuyasha fiercely. "What is a lowly hanyou doing out so late by himself? And why aren't you with your pathetic human whelps? Have they finally realized how worthless you are and cast you away?" Sesshoumaru spat out.

"Fuck off, Sesshoumaru!" Inuyasha yelled as he unsheathed Tetsusaiga and rushed forward. He swung his sword upwards towards his brother's head, but Sesshoumaru merely sidestepped the clumsy swing.

Sesshoumaru shook his head and taunted Inuyasha, "All force and no control. You are not worthy to wield Tetsusaiga. Its glory is wasted on you. Even a lowly human is more deserving."

Inuyasha rushed at Sesshoumaru again and his sword was once again dodged. Inuyasha yelped in pain as his half brother's claws tore through his abdomen, filling the air with the scent of his blood. They continued to fight, Inuyasha kept trying to wound Sesshoumaru but he just kept dodging his strikes and coming back at Inuyasha with his fists and claws. Just when he thought he couldn't stand any longer, he saw the ice prince falter. He called on the last of his strength to summon the Wind Scar and end this while he could. As he lifted Tetsusaiga high above his head, he realized too late that Sesshoumaru had given him false hope. Sesshoumaru disappeared from his line of sight and a blur appeared next to him. A fist slammed into the soft flesh of his temple sending Tetsusaiga flying and him crashing to the ground. He could feel the darkness coming to claim him as his youkai seeked to defend itself. His eyes slid shut as he began his descent.

Sesshoumaru could smell the half breeds scent changing as well as sense the shift in youki. He didn't want to fight Inuyasha in his full demon state. He wanted the pleasure of striking him down when he was completely aware of himself and not some mindless puppet consumed with bloodlust. He was roused from his thoughts when he heard a low growl sounding from the fully transformed Inuyasha. Sesshoumaru turned around to see glowing red orbs staring back at him. 'Dammit, this isn't what I wanted,' he thought as he readied himself for the impending attack.

Inuyasha's joints popped as he flexed his claws, preparing to tear Sesshoumaru apart. He lunged forward, relentlessly slicing at his brother. Sesshoumaru had no trouble dodging the attacks at first, but the Inu was in a frenzy delivering one blow after another, intent on slicing Sesshoumaru open and bathing in his blood. Inuyasha caught Sesshoumaru a few times with his claws while Sesshoumaru landed even more attacks on him. But where Sesshoumaru was starting to slow and falter, Inuyasha just kept going with the same fury. His own blood being spilt was just fueling him more.

Unsure of how much longer he could fight Inuyasha like this, Sesshoumaru withdrew Tokijin. The sword pulsed as the demon within it sensed the presence of the one that had slain it. It wanted to quench its thirst for revenge with his blood. Inuyasha leapt at Sesshoumaru just as he was raising Tokijin.

The blade plunged into Inuyasha's chest and he grinned maniacally as he wrapped his bloodied hands around the blade, pulling it out with a sickening sound. Inuyasha's breath caught in his throat as his body slowed and he collapsed to the ground in a crumpled heap, blood pooling around his silvery locks.

Sesshoumaru rushed to his brother's side, "Inuyasha!" He rolled him over and pulled him onto his lap.

Inuyasha's eyes fluttered open, he was deathly pale. He looked up at his brother and whispered, "Sess…," but the rest was lost as Inuyasha's beautiful golden orbs turned a sickly yellow and rolled back. His breathing faltered and ceased then his heart stopped.

Sesshoumaru was disgusted at himself for ending it all this way. "Not like this. It can't end now. When I take you, I want it to be all of you. Body and soul." Then Sesshoumaru felt a horrible pulsing at his side. He looked down at Tenseiga; it was almost as if the sword were crying. It felt like the sound would tear thru his being. 'I know what you want Tenseiga. It shall be done.' Sesshoumaru carefully laid Inuyasha back into the grass and stood over him as he released Tenseiga. He held the sword out and could see the underlings that bound a person to death. He slashed them to pieces with one quick swipe and they turned to dust.

The color began to rush back to Inuyasha's face and his heart was beating again. Sesshoumaru spoke barely above a whisper as he turned to walk back in the direction he had came, "Be well little brother until I come for you again. Remember you are mine to claim and no one else's. I will return for you Inuyasha."