A man was pacing back and forth in woods, just outside a big castle. One could tell that the man was anything but human. Amber eyes like melted gold that held frustration, anger, and worry was set toward the ground as he paced. Long silver hair fell down his back with silver bang almost covered his eyes with two silver dog ears on top of his head. He wore a red outfit.

"Would you stop that, Inuyasha." said a man that sat across from the pacing hanyou.

The other man rolled his violet eyes before they rested on his anxious friend. Short black hair was kept in a rattail at his neck. He was wearing purple priest robes that covered most of his body and rosemary on his right hand.

"Well sorry, Miroku." the hanyou stated sarcastically as he looked at his friend, "But I can't just wait around." he finish sadly looking down.

Miroku walked over to the distress hanyou, to lay his hand on his friend's shoulder. With a heavy sigh the hanyou sat down. While Miroku sat down wondering if he should tell his friend the information that he was able to gather. Or wait until Inuyasha had calm down a little.

"I know this is hard on you…" the priest started looking over at his friend, who instantly looked at him.

"No, you don't," the hanyou snapped, "This wasn't suppose to happen. My mate is supposed to be with me and our friends. But somehow we end up here. With my mate and friend gone to who knows where. And my best friend doesn't even remember."

"Then you should calm down so that you can think clearly and find the answers as to what had happen so that we can fix it. Losing your mind isn't going to help." Miroku stated calmly.

With a sigh, the hanyou sat down as he attempted to calm down. Though it wasn't easy, for he could tell that his mate was in trouble. The monk waited for him friend to gain control before he spoke. Once the hanyou was calm enough, he turned to the monk to hear what he had to say on the matter.

"Well, I've heard that there is a lamp somewhere north of here that holds a genie that will grant wishes. I was thinking that we could find the genie and find out where our friends are at." Miroku said calm.

"A genie? Why would we look for a genie?" Inuyasha asked annoyed as he cross his arms hiding his hands in the sleeves and feeling the jewel that rest in the seam of his left sleeve.

"Genies are really powerful." Miroku said with a sigh as he watched his friend.

With the hanyou's ok, they left on their journey to find the genie. It didn't cease to amaze him how different this world was to his own. For his own world only had demons, monks, slayers, humans, and priestesses, this world seemed to have a little of everything. His first week in this strange world, he ran into a group of werewolves fighting against vampires. But that was before he had run into Miroku.

Luckily Miroku wasn't that hard to find. But he still needed to find his sister and mate. They had been looking for a few months before Miroku got wind of the genie in the north. However they hope that they will be able to find the genie soon so that they could get the rest of their family back and hopefully back to their own world in one piece.

The hanyou took the jewel out of his sleeve and rolled it between his pointer finger and thumb. Thinking that it was all the jewels fault that this had happen. Everything was fine until they put the last jewel shard to the almost complete jewel. In a blink of an eye, they were separated and in a different world.

Inuyasha had tried many times to wish on the jewel, but it didn't seem to want to work. The jewel between his fingers was cold and dull. It didn't shine anymore nor did it change color depending who was holding it. It just stayed a dull pink color as it seemed like a useless stone.

The hanyou was brought out of his thoughts when the smell of blood reached his nose. He stopped in his tracks as the scent of human blood blew on the wind from the north. And there was a lot of it. The monk had stopped a little distant way, he had turned when he didn't hear his friend's heavy footsteps. With a slight confusion the monk looked at the hanyou.

"I smell blood and lots of it." the hanyou said seriously.

"Where?" the monk looked anxious.

"The way we're headed. Let's go," the hanyou said and started to run to were the smell was coming from.

They came upon a small village. There were a couple of dead bodies on the ground with blood pooled around them. They looked to be the lucky ones. Others were torn apart and pieces of a whole human would lay scattered around the ground. The women and children seemed to run away but were backed up into one of the huts with a big demon towering over them.

The demon was a reddish color with a big upper body but small arms and legs. It had sharp teeth dripped with the humans' blood and glowing onyx eyes that were fix on it's next meal. Quickly the hanyou pulled out his rusty sword that in the instant it was out, turned into a giant fang. The hanyou prepared for battle as the monk was to find a way to get the villagers to safety.

"Hey, ugly," Inuyasha said swinging his sword onto his shoulder.

The demon turned his eyes onto the hanyou as what would seem as a small smile appeared on the demon's face. The hanyou took a fighting stance as the monk snuck around the demon and usher the villagers away. The demon turned his full attention on the hanyou, no longer caring about the villagers at the moment.

"I see that a pathetic half-breed wants to die." the demon said cocky, laughing at the hanyou.

"I doubt a lowly demon like you can kill me." the hanyou said flexing his claws, "I'm not even going to use my sword." And to prove his point, he put his sword back in it's sheath.

The demon charged at the hanyou. But with a cry of Iron Reveal Soul Stealer the demon was cut into pieces. The hanyou stood up with a sigh. The battle was too quick, so much for a challenge.

"Is everyone alright?" the hanyou asked before spotting his friend surround by women, he walked over to his friend and pulling him by the ear.

"Inuyasha what are you doing? Let go." the monk yelled at his friend.

"I can't leave you alone for a second without you going off with women. Don't you understand that we need to hurry and get out of here." the hanyou said annoyed.

"I don't see why we can't take a little break." the monk mumbled but he was lucky to be interrupted.

"Excuse me," they heard a female said from behind them.

When they turned around, their eyes fell on a woman about their age. She had her long brown hair up in a high pony tail with a pink chain on top of her head with beads on it. Her light brown eyes had pink eye shadow on. She wore a black cape over what appear to be pink belly dancer outfit with sandals on. Miroku was the first to approach the woman.

"By the gods, I think one of their angels has fallen from heaven." Miroku said while Inuyasha stared in disbelief.

"S..Sango?" the hanyou asked.

Ok, so as you can probably tell, I can't just write one story. So let me get this part over with. I don't own Inuyasha and friends. And if you can be so kind as to drop a review. It would be very appreciate.

Isabella the White Tiger