Prologue of A New Friend,Old Foes
This should be a better fic than all my others. I'm taking my time.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inu-Yasha and co, or the ideas. They belong to my hero, Rumiko Takahashi. I only own my characters and this idea.
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The world was cold, icy, and unliving. Nothing moved, nothing breathed, it seemed. Only a single woman worked in a snowy field. Her pregnant belly often got in the way of digging through the snow for anything that would help her and her husband. Anything...
Sudden sharp pains raged through her side. What was happening? Could the baby be coming? No, not now. Not now. It was too soon, too cold, and the mother was all too alone. Her small size gave her a natural disadvantage, but with help, she could survive. The woman fell to the winter ground, her whole body wracked with pain. No, Gods, NO!
"Nnnnooooooooooo!!!!!" She screamed.
Suddenly, a warm hand was on each shoulder of the tiny woman, nearly a girl herself. "It's okay, Lullabye. It's okay," the voice soothed.
Lullabye fell into painless oblivian. When she awoke, a tiny baby was to her chest. It didn't cry, didn't eat. Lullabye gently shook her oldest child. It only coughed and stuggled to breathe.
"What be wrong with my child? What's wrong with-"
"Your daughter. She's too young to survive. She's dying..." The young man said.
"No. She can't be. I'll do anything for her to survive. Please. Can you help me?" Lullabye whispered pleadingly.
"There is one thing. I can give her my blood. She'll age slowly with it, but she will survive. Granted no one kills her before she is old enough to defend herself."
"I'll do it. Anything for her to survive."
With that said, the young man slit his wrist and put it to the baby's mouth. She drank the blood. Her lungs were strengthened, her body brought to full strength. The stranger fell over and died.
"Good. Tell her my name is Jintaro," were his last words. With that, he died.
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Ten years before that incedent in the countryside of Sengoku Jidai, Kikyo died, and trapped Inu-Yasha. Ten years after that, the girl discovered her powers.
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Ikimono loved life. Animal, human,plant; it didn't matter. She just loved it. So when her dog ran out into the sunny, green field the summer Ikimono was ten, but looked about seven, she followed him. He was frantically barking at something. Then it stopped. When Ikimono found her dog, he lie there, dead. He was so bloody. Ikimono didn't know at that time that evil things,like demons or bad men exisited. How could she in such a litle, secluded village, protected from evil?
As she mourned the loss of her best friend, a blow came from nowhere. Ikimono was on her side on top of the dead dog, bleeding. Confused, she looked around. A man dressed in the pelt of a monkey stood there laughing at her.
"Foolish child. You are hurt so easily. I will not kill you yet. I'll give you 30 years to learn to fight. Know that I, Naraku, have opened your innocent heart to evil. Life is not what it seems," he bitterly said, vanishing.
"My dog, you are dead. You might have saved me and the village. Thank-you," the little girl cried.
She decided to keep her family and friends safe by not letting them know. She walked down to the hot springs and jumped in, clothes on. The blood swirled around in a spiral before settling down. Ikimono milled around sadly, when shew noticed a sick monkey. It was so sad for her to see it; she enticed it into the water. As it swam through the blood, it gained speed and health.
"What?"the child gasped. She looked down and realized that no more blood was pouring from the huge wound in her side. In fact, the wound was healed without a scar. Could it be that Ikimono's blood healed sickness and wounds? Only one way to find out.
Ikimono took the little monkey and pierced his skin with her long fingernails. She then cut herself and dripped the blood onto the monkey's cut. In fascination, they both watched the wound quickly heal. The same happened to Ikimono's cut. How was she able to heal things so? Was she a demon, like Naraku?
"No, I'll never be like that mean man! I'll always help anything alive unless they have killed for stupid reasons or want to-like Naraku!" Shouted the small child through tears. The monkey ran back to his group.
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Pretty, good eh? I like it! Read and review!
This should be a better fic than all my others. I'm taking my time.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inu-Yasha and co, or the ideas. They belong to my hero, Rumiko Takahashi. I only own my characters and this idea.
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The world was cold, icy, and unliving. Nothing moved, nothing breathed, it seemed. Only a single woman worked in a snowy field. Her pregnant belly often got in the way of digging through the snow for anything that would help her and her husband. Anything...
Sudden sharp pains raged through her side. What was happening? Could the baby be coming? No, not now. Not now. It was too soon, too cold, and the mother was all too alone. Her small size gave her a natural disadvantage, but with help, she could survive. The woman fell to the winter ground, her whole body wracked with pain. No, Gods, NO!
"Nnnnooooooooooo!!!!!" She screamed.
Suddenly, a warm hand was on each shoulder of the tiny woman, nearly a girl herself. "It's okay, Lullabye. It's okay," the voice soothed.
Lullabye fell into painless oblivian. When she awoke, a tiny baby was to her chest. It didn't cry, didn't eat. Lullabye gently shook her oldest child. It only coughed and stuggled to breathe.
"What be wrong with my child? What's wrong with-"
"Your daughter. She's too young to survive. She's dying..." The young man said.
"No. She can't be. I'll do anything for her to survive. Please. Can you help me?" Lullabye whispered pleadingly.
"There is one thing. I can give her my blood. She'll age slowly with it, but she will survive. Granted no one kills her before she is old enough to defend herself."
"I'll do it. Anything for her to survive."
With that said, the young man slit his wrist and put it to the baby's mouth. She drank the blood. Her lungs were strengthened, her body brought to full strength. The stranger fell over and died.
"Good. Tell her my name is Jintaro," were his last words. With that, he died.
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Ten years before that incedent in the countryside of Sengoku Jidai, Kikyo died, and trapped Inu-Yasha. Ten years after that, the girl discovered her powers.
*********************************************
Ikimono loved life. Animal, human,plant; it didn't matter. She just loved it. So when her dog ran out into the sunny, green field the summer Ikimono was ten, but looked about seven, she followed him. He was frantically barking at something. Then it stopped. When Ikimono found her dog, he lie there, dead. He was so bloody. Ikimono didn't know at that time that evil things,like demons or bad men exisited. How could she in such a litle, secluded village, protected from evil?
As she mourned the loss of her best friend, a blow came from nowhere. Ikimono was on her side on top of the dead dog, bleeding. Confused, she looked around. A man dressed in the pelt of a monkey stood there laughing at her.
"Foolish child. You are hurt so easily. I will not kill you yet. I'll give you 30 years to learn to fight. Know that I, Naraku, have opened your innocent heart to evil. Life is not what it seems," he bitterly said, vanishing.
"My dog, you are dead. You might have saved me and the village. Thank-you," the little girl cried.
She decided to keep her family and friends safe by not letting them know. She walked down to the hot springs and jumped in, clothes on. The blood swirled around in a spiral before settling down. Ikimono milled around sadly, when shew noticed a sick monkey. It was so sad for her to see it; she enticed it into the water. As it swam through the blood, it gained speed and health.
"What?"the child gasped. She looked down and realized that no more blood was pouring from the huge wound in her side. In fact, the wound was healed without a scar. Could it be that Ikimono's blood healed sickness and wounds? Only one way to find out.
Ikimono took the little monkey and pierced his skin with her long fingernails. She then cut herself and dripped the blood onto the monkey's cut. In fascination, they both watched the wound quickly heal. The same happened to Ikimono's cut. How was she able to heal things so? Was she a demon, like Naraku?
"No, I'll never be like that mean man! I'll always help anything alive unless they have killed for stupid reasons or want to-like Naraku!" Shouted the small child through tears. The monkey ran back to his group.
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Pretty, good eh? I like it! Read and review!