Hey everyone! Here is an introduction of my new story! It's short, but I hope you like it. Please review! I really don't want my motivation to write this story to go away T.T the more reviews the better you guys!

Things might change (example – the title) V.V but I'm hoping not. Anyways Enjoy!
oh yes, and the only main characters that are actually from are Inuyasha and Kagome. The others are just made up by moi P Also, this story was originally supposed to be final fantasy 8. Squall fit the part exactly and I was really excited, but then I noticed that Rinoa didn't really, so I had to change it to Inuyasha. If you dislike my decision, say so, and I might reconsider

Title – Two Hearts, One Dream

Summary – She's a teenager, who's brought to a fortress to become a slave. He's a warrior, serving the evil King. They both have one dream, a dream to be finally free. They're trapped amongst the walls of the great fort and if they try and escape they will be hunted down and killed. Will they ever be able to escape from this prison of hell?


His heart pounded with every step he took. Sweat dripped down his burning face, as he raced through the fort's grounds as fast as he could. He slammed into the door of the King's quarters, swung it open fiercely, and stood angrily.
"Where is she?" He breathed heavily, his stern eyes, staring deeply into the evil man's eyes.
The wicked man was sitting in his chair, holding a cup of tea, and smirking devilishly as he took a sip. "Whatever do you mean?"

: TWO YEARS BEFORE:

"Is anyone in there? Open up this door," a livid man's voice came from the front door of a cozy house. A pot of soup was being cooked over a burning fire. The soup was nothing more than a broth with some vegetables in it. The banging continued against the door and instead of waiting for it to be answered, it was broken down by a great amount of force.

Strange men from the outside entered the house, tramping their muddy feet in one by one, over the owner's somewhat clean floors. The icy air blew in through the front door, making the warm shack into an icicle. Looking around the room, the strangers saw a family, a father, mother, sister and little sister, sitting around a table holding hands with there heads facing downwards. In front of each of them, was a bowl of hot soup, which just came off the burning fire. The family was saying grace before they began to eat their dinner.

"Sir, you and your family must come with us immediately," one of the men said, placing a hand on the father's shoulder to make him look up and pay attention.

"What is the meaning of this? Why are you interrupting our dinner? This is the first hot meal we've had in days," the father said, standing up and looking up into the eyes of the intruder. He puffed out his chest, as if trying to become the dominate male. "This is my land! Get off!"

"Sir, you and your family are coming with us, now," The man said once more, taking out his sword and pointing it at the father. The father refused again and was grabbed by the arms by two other men and was taken outside in the cold pouring rain.

"Papa!" the little girl cried and stood up, trying to run after him, but was stopped by the older sister. "No! I want to go with Papa!"

"No, stay here," the older sister said, still holding the little one back.

"You there!" the same man said, who spoke before, pointing to the mother. "You look pale. Are you ill?"

"Yes, sir, but I am getting better," the mother replied softly and then coughed into her hand.

"Take her too," the man ordered. Two other men came and grabbed the mother by her arms and took her outside.

"Mama!" the little girl cried again. "Stay there, baby. Mama will be back," the mother said, before coughing into her torn black shawl once more.

"Sir? What should we do with these two?" Another man asked, looking down at the two girls.

"Take them to the fort, they seem healthy enough."

The man grabbed the girls also by their arms and led them outside. Once they reached the outdoors, the sound of the pouring rain grew louder. The rain was so heavy, one could barely see through it. Suddenly, a sound of a sword being put away back into its sheath was heard by the girls. The little girl screamed at the top of her lungs and began to cry immensely. The older sister gasped and took her sister's face and held it against her wet stomach and also began to cry."What have you done?!" The older sister screamed, with the rain flowing down her face along with her tears. The heavy rain pelted her eyes, forcing her to squint them shut. "What have you done?!"

The soldiers ignored her question and dragged them to a carriage. The youngest tried to escape the grasp of the elder sister and run to her parents' side, but failed and was forced to follow the strange men. They were pushed into the carriage that was painted red and black and were taken away from their home they grew up in. As they rode off, the skies continued to cry, and lying on the land that had belonged to them, were their father and mother, decapitated.


And there you have it y'all! I hope you like it so far! Please review! It gives me motivation! Thank you!