Prolog

I will never forget the flames, so tall and almost alive in their palatable furry. It's funny how fast the memories come back to me as I climb the shrine steps. The sacred tree still holds the scorch marks from the fire that night, a scar that will never fade, just like my own. I set the flowers among the ashes, where our kitchen used to be. It's as close to where my mom died as I can get without venturing deep into the old ashes of my childhood home.

I hear a creaking noise and look to my left at the for sale sign swaying in the wind. I wonder if mom would be angry and my selling the shrine. A part of me knows she would understand and want to do the same thing but another part of me can't help but feel her disappointment in my actions. I take a deep breath and look around one more time. My old house now nothing but a pile of ashes and a condemned structure. My old swing set and fort, Dad and I had spent all summer building that and I can still remember the glow of delight in Sota's eyes the day I told him that the fort was his.

And the God tree, still tall and strong despite its charred bark and scarred trunk. It stands there in the silence and I swear I can hear a gentle hum coming from it. I have always felt that way about the God tree, that it was alive. The breeze blows the leaves and my long hair in a twisting motion and once again I feel a connection to the tree, a beckoning. I am still stumped by it, Gran cant explain it to me and I now fear that I will never understand it. My old home is to be torn down next week and the City of Tokyo is going to turn my Childhood home and nightmare into a Historical monument. At least that saves my precious God tree from any harm.

I turn to walk down the stairs and I hear it, "Kagome"

I freeze and look around the property one more time, I am alone. The condemned house, the swing set and the well house are the only structures around me. All are encased in the woods my Granddad owned and refused to ever touch. My heart races as I spin on my heal and run down the shrine stairs. One last 'Kagome' traveling in the breeze behind me.

'Kagome' I hear the god tree whisper her name. She freezes and scans the woods, then turns and runs. Smart mortal.

I am still a little perplexed on why the Sacred tree would beckon for her, but it comes to life the moment she sets foot on the same soil the tree draws life from. She is an anomaly, her heritages has obviously been kept from her and her rightful knowledge and training neglected, or she would have detected me, the predator hiding in the woods.

Once I am sure she is gone I move deeper into the woods and into the small cave I have made my home for the last 500years. In the candle's glow I can see them the statues I have spent my lifetime protecting.

"It appears we are still undetected my lords, the Higurashi child knows not of our dwelling"

"for now" humms threw the air, I know it's the eldest son. Sesshoumaru has always been the pessimistic type.

"Yes my Lord"

"Are you certain Ginta?"

"Aye Koga, the sale was confirmed this morning and a Kagome Higurashi is the seller"

"There seems to be some unfinished business we need to take care of then. A Live Higurashi decedent can ruin what we have fought for these last 700 years. I want her found and burned just like her family. Remember there can not be a drop of blood left. I will not have that bitch breaking the curse do you understand me?" Yelled Koga.

"We understand my Lord" echoed in response threw out the room