Okay, this is the prologue and this is the description of the 'woman' in the story, I don't feel like tying it into the story.
Woman - short and young. (At least 15yrs.) She wears a traditional golden cream kimono and has long, black hair that is pulled into a bun. She wears heavy, light-colored make-up. She is pale.
InuYasha's eyes opened slowly, almost lazily, revealing the depth of their black pits. Effortlessly, he pulled his body upward from the lifeless heap it was in. Something has changed. His blood was searing through his veins, pumping his adrenaline into every aspect of his inner body; flooding him with a power too great for him to control. He looked around, everything moving in a blur. He found a shattered mirror lying in deadly pieces on the ground. He peered into the biggest shard.
His eyes were enveloped in darkness, like the night sky. Jagged, lavender spikes grazed his high cheek bones. His kimono was red like fire. This color seemed to intrigue him, as soon as it processed through his mind; it only pumped his blood faster. Hearing a chuckle, InuYasha spun around with amazing speed that left him light-headed. A women stepped out from the shadows.
He charged at her, immediately tackling her to the ground. What looked to be an empty, silver platter flew from her hands and clanged onto the ground. InuYasha pinned her hands above her head and drew his face close to growl menacing to her face. She gave a look pf disapproval, a nodded her head crookedly. This movement sparked a chain reaction in InuYasha. A sizzling pain that burned his fingers rapidly spread to his hands and then up his arms, coursing through his body. The peak of the pain is when it leaked into his lungs, scorching the sensitive flesh that made him fly off the top of the woman. The inflamed his stomach and then faded as it moved through his leg. By the end of this, InuYasha found himself trembling on the ground.
He wanted to scream at her, but no voice would press between his torn lips. His voice was completely diminished. All he could do was seethe in anger and growl. A slow, evil laugh presented the woman.
"Ah," She cooed, "You have no need to speak. You do as I say now," InuYasha growled and she continued, "You have a power that I have never encountered before." She licked the corner of her lips and glided to InuYasha, who felt paralyzed on the floor though his body was raging.
She laughed, "I can read your mind to. See?" She puckered her lips and gazed heavily at him. She laughed once more, "You wish to know who I am? Never." She waited, "You also wish to know who you are." Another menacing laugh, "This is no surprise to me. You must have lost your memories. Ah, well, that makes this much easier for me." She picked up the silver platter and sauntered her tiny figure back to InuYasha. He gazed into it, feeling his heart rise and fall and feeling every drop of blood that pumped through it. An image reflected into it. It was a group of people, they were running.
"InuYasha," She stated slowly, drawing his attention, "Miroku, Sango, Shippo, Kirara, Kagome." He looked at her questioningly as she stared at him, waiting for a reaction. Nothing happened, she smiled. The woman again repeated the names, except pointing to the owners of these names. "InuYasha," she pointed to him, "I am under very strict orders. You must bring Kagome (pointing to her) back to me. I don't care if you have to twist her arm to get her here. However, there is a trick; you must not harm any of the other members."
InuYasha stared at the image for a long time. He felt the same painful burning arise in his fingers. He nodded and the pain subsided. He felt no ties to these people.