It all happened so fast. The sudden presence of demons, all around us, the stench unbearable. The sudden movement of the first demon that made the rest rain down on us. The howling and cries of pain of my comrades. The clash of metal against scales and flesh. Ripping flesh. The metallic scent of blood forever staining the air around us.

We were a common demon wolf tribe that did not interfere with others, and yet we were attacked. I managed to escape down the hills, into a forest and a clearing, but not before I was attacked and witnessed the deaths of many friends. The demon had come out of nowhere, ramming it's fangs into my side. I had been holding my sword in my hand at the time, so I used it to sloppily chop it's head off. I had to pry it's jaws open in order to get myself free of the snake-like demon. I stared into it's now dull eyes. They had been a glowing red moments before. Now they looked like a fire that had been left to die. The scales no longer shone as they did before. They were a emerald green that matched a dirty pond. The body convulsed once, scaring me shitless.

I was gasping for air as I ran, blood gushing out of the wound in my right side. I could hear the pounding of my own footsteps as I somehow ran. I could still hear the screams of pain, echoing through my mind. At that moment, I knew I would never forget these moments, if I even managed to live.

The trees were blurs, and I ran for who knows how long. The scent of blood was only my own. I was sure that another demon would find me by my blood, but I made no effort to wash it away. I suddenly found myself deep inside a forest, at the foot of a tree. I brushed my black hair out of my face with my bloody hands. I looked down at the wound. It was a deep gash that took up the greater half of my stomach, circling around to my back. It was worse than I had first thought. I cursed, my voice only managing a whisper.

I leaned my head against the tree and tried to catch my breath. The blood continuously flowed out of my side, not once giving me a chance to. Every breath was sharp and painful, bringing tears to my eyes. I didn't let them fall. I wouldn't cry until I returned to my comrades. Until I saw what was left and if any survived. I would only cry when I knew who was lost. If nothing was left, and I was stretching the if, because I knew it took more than a couple hundred demons to completely wipe out the Eastern wolf demon tribe, I would get my revenge. I was going to get revenge even if there was something left.

I growled to myself. This made me cough drastically. I could taste the metallic tang of blood in my mouth and found it dripping on my lips. I wiped it away, the sudden movement of my arm making me hiss in pain. My vision began to blur and had black dots. I felt weak and colder. "No," I managed to get out. "This is not the end. I won't let it be," I growled to myself as I finally passed out.

I spent a day falling in and out of consciousness. The blood was still pouring out, refusing to completely clot. I could tell that I was paler and I felt colder. The blood loss was far from minimal. My head fell forward, and I could see my black hair which outlined my face. My eyesight had finally begun to blur. The brown of the trunks mashed with the bright green of the spring trees. I started hearing the rushing sound of water, and the rustling of the leaves. Everything had been quiet before. The pain began to disappear.

The rustling grew louder, and peaked my interest. I had been fading away, but the growing noise was bringing me back to my senses. No! I would not die until I got my revenge! I groaned, trying to make my head lift up, giving me an unpleasant dizzy spell. It was most likely caused by my blood loss. I managed to let out a growl, angling it towards a clump of tall bushes that were across from me.

'White hair…'

I stopped growling.

"Lord Sesshomaru?"

'A small, sweet voice. Could be easy prey. Probably protected by the other one.'

"Get back, Rin."

'A gruff voice. Dangerous.'

"You stupid girl! Listen to Lord Sesshomaru!"

'Annoying.'

I let my eyes drift a little, only to bring them back to the bush when a tall figure stepped out. He was beautiful. His golden eyes shone even without the light of the sun, and his white hair sparkled with pride. The markings etched along his face complemented him perfectly, and his muscles could be seen through his kimono. The giant tail of fur that lay across his right shoulder only made the effect stronger.

I could smell him too. His scent was overpowering. He was a dog demon. My brother hated dog demons. The thought of my brother brought tears to my eyes. I examined the beautiful demon that stood before me. He pulled out his sword and brought it to my throat. If I were to die by this demon's hand, I don't think I would mind. I felt that it would be an honor. I was interested with the red design on his spotless, white kimono. The armour that clad his chest and shoulder, although spotted with blood, shone greatly and made me lower my gaze.

I closed my eyes with a small sigh. The demon known as Sesshomaru lifted his sword, ready to swing. The next moments I was sure that my head was about to be lopped off.

"Lord Sesshomaru! No!" Tiny footsteps hurriedly ran towards us. I opened my blue eyes to find a young human girl. She was maybe at least 8, standing at about 4'11" with her arms splayed out, forming a "shield" in front of me. I was curious as to why a human girl would protect a half-dead demon like me. My vision was blurring again, because it seemed as though the Lord's eyes had softened in the slightest. I tried to straighten myself, putting all of my weight on my good arm. I never took my gaze off of the girl. Her black hair was wavy, but mostly straight, and her orange dress complemented her well.

"Rin. This woman is a wolf demon. The same type of demons that killed you the first time," the demon lord's voice was cold and smooth. I could see the girl flinch a little. Her eye caught mine, but looked away quickly. Her eyes were of a brown that could be seen on the barks of evergreen trees. Rin, as I found out with my slow mind, didn't move.

"Lord Sesshomaru," she whispered softly, "I do not believe this demon is bad. She needs help, too." I was too tired to keep up with the conversation. I could hear a very quiet 'tch', before I collapsed forward, falling into the soft green grass below me.

When I awoke next, I was no longer in the same place. My surroundings had changed. I was laying on my back, staring up at the tops of trees. Their green leaves swayed silently in the wind. I could see the bright blue sky behind them. I didn't think I'd get the chance to see the sky again. The blue was of the same blue as my brother's eyes. I had hoped greatly that he had been out on patrol with his two friends, rather than in the camp during the attack. Both were awful positions. He would be dead in one or greatly depressed to find his comrades dead.

I growled and grabbed my head with both hands. I had a headache. I was suddenly aware of a the crackling of a fire, although I did not need it, me being a demon and all. I turned my head to the side to find a toad-looking demon holding fish over the fire. I inspected him. He didn't seem dangerous, but I didn't want to make any assumptions without actually knowing. He had a staff laying next to his small body, afterall.

"You are awake now?" The impish demon squawked. His voice was a nuisance to my sensitive ears, but I didn't tell him so.

"Hopefully so. Are you the one who saved me?" I questioned. If he were the one who saved me, I would become indebted to him. I was a proud wolf who respected others. I let my blue eyes roam our surroundings.

"I am not, wolf. It is my great lord that carried you here and healed you," he said without turning to me.

"Where is this 'great lord' right now? I wish to see my savior," I replied calmly. The pain in my side had grown to a small dull throb. I looked back up, enjoying the peaceful sway of the leaves. "Where is the girl?" I had just remembered about the small girl who had kept the powerful dog demon from slicing his thin sword across my rigid neck. Was he the great lord the imp spoke of? If so, why would he heal me?

The questions kept running through my mind so often, that I almost missed the imp's response, "Lord Sesshomaru is checking our perimeters and the girl, Rin, is off picking berries or something. She'll be back to attend to your wounds, soon." I watched him as he stuck the stick that the fish was impaled on, into the ground, letting the fire keep it warm.

I hmmed in response, letting my mind drift. I had come so close to dying. I hadn't realized how frightening it was until I almost experienced it. Never again, would I be that close. I made my resolve. I would get stronger, and fight until I could avenge my comrades.