Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha! Stop 'yer whining.

Prologue

15 years prior to the beginning of the story…

"Just…just one more shot…one more blow…" Kagome Higurashi whispered in a rasped voice. One hand was clutching her chest, from which blood was flowing steadily. The other was supporting her weight on the ground, and holding her up. Her school uniform, which had undergone many battles was now ripped and torn beyond repair. The blood stains would never come out.

Inuyasha, her faithful hanyou companion, glanced over at her worriedly. 'She might not make it…' he thought. His beautiful silver hair was blood stained and askew. Amber eyes bloodshot and wide open.

He too had several wounds. His leg was practically torn off, courtesy of Kagura, the wind witch. There was a gaping hole, right next to his heart. There was a very deep cut on the back of his head. Inuyasha knew his time was limited. Soon he would join Kikyo in the world of the dead. Kagome would as well. This was it.

It was finally time. The final battle between Naraku and Inuyasha. Naraku had teamed with various demons, who feared him more then anything else and they weren't much of a challenge. There were also his many 'shades'.

Inuyasha's followers included all of his friends. First there was determined Kagome, who had been hopping between two times for over a year. In that year, Kagome and Inuyasha had become very close, and although reluctant, it was obvious the two were deeply in love. Next, Miroku, a lecherous monk who was cursed with a tunnel of wind in his hand. Then there was Sango and Kirara, the strong-willed demon exterminator attempting to avenge her dead family and her demon cat. Although Miroku's perverted ways annoyed Sango to no ends, she found himself loving him. And of course, Shippo, the small orphaned fox demon, was trying to lend a hand with his boggling tricks. He had come to see Kagome as his parental figure. Many villagers who had been bestowed with kindness by these fighters, and they were willing to struggle against Naraku alongside them.

Naraku was down to his last breath – he hadn't made it this far without injuring the other party greatly though. So many lay of the battle ground dead. The tree of time, where the entire journey had started, was where this encounter was taking place.

The air smelt of blood. It was now or never. The victories party would get the completed Shikon Jewel – the Jewel of Four Souls. Every demons greatest desire. If Naraku won, there would be no stopping him.

Inuyasha readied his sword – Tetsusaiga – for the final blow. Kagome raised her bow, which was stained with blood. Her own blood. The pair eyed each other and gave a slight nod.

"One…" Kagome whispered.

"Two…" Inuyasha hissed.

"Three." The two finally said together.

It was then all a blur – everything happened at once. Kagome's arrow shot into the air, aimed for Naraku and enveloped in light. Inuyasha's wind scar rushed at Naraku as well. At the same time, Inuyasha collapsed onto the ground, his eyes shut. Kagome wobbled slightly and fell atop of him. Neither of their hearts would beat again; they never got to see Naraku dead. They never lived to see their greatest accomplishment. Their final attacks had taken too much energies – with their wounds, neither of their bodies could take it. They just…collapsed.

Naraku himself was enveloped in the light of Kagome's arrow. The light burst out and shone so brightly, the survivors found themselves covering there eyes. All of Naraku's shades disappeared, slowly fading into the ball of light.

Finally, the light faded. A single, crying baby lay in the place where Naraku had stood. The baby was nowhere near attractive. He was plump and had tiny black eyes. He looked somewhat like a piglet. In his pudgy, pale hands, he clutched half of the shikon jewel.

The loss of both Kagome and Inuyasha was devastating. The joy of defeating Naraku was shattered quickly when everyone realized the tragedy. They were both buried under the god tree, or tree of time as some called it, where exactly one year ago, Kagome had found Inuyasha and their adventure had begun. It was decided, by those who knew them best (Sango & Miroku) that they should both be burned with half of jewel they had worked so hard to acquire.

In Kagome's time, her mother realized what had happened. Before that final battle, Kagome had given her mother one last visit.

"I may not come out of this alive…" Kagome had told her teary eyed mother. Oh, how much she had matured since she had fallen down that well.

But Mrs. Higurashi knew there was nothing anyone could do at this point. All her friends believed that she had died of one of her many illnesses. The Higurashi family moved far, far away, where they wouldn't have to deal with the painful memories their old shrine forced onto them.

As for the baby found in Naraku's place, many spiritual figures saw him, and after much study, it was proclaimed that there was no sign of demonic aura. He was a normal human baby. No one knew why he had appeared on the battle grounds, much less where Naraku had been destroyed.

Miroku proposed a very good theory – "It could be that Kagome's arrow and Inuyasha's attack somehow sucked the demonic aura out of him, and killed him. But perhaps Naraku was no longer demon but just a form of pure evil at that point. Maybe this human baby holds his human heart." This theory convinced the people of the village to allow this baby to stay there, alive.

That was their first mistake.

(AN: This is only but a mere prologue – the regular chapters will be longer, I promise. This idea has been brewing in my head for sometime now, I've been working out all the 'kinks' – how does everyone like it so far? Review please! Oh yes, I want to note the name doesn't really have much to do with the story, (except the well) but I like it so it stays. )