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Hey, everyone! Well this is my second fic, I've written, I'm not quite sure where this one's gonna go, but I'm sure it'll be better than my other one. In fact, I don't like my other one, so much, if you think my other story, Fulfilling a Promise, is goin' down the drain, please tell me and I'll delete it. Anyway, I worked really hard on this story so I hope you all enjoy it and tell me how it is in your reviews!
Warning: It's a bit gory in the beginning of this chapter, so if you're squeamish skip a few paragraphs down to the change of scene.
Ch. 1
Death. Its repulsing scent permeated the very air around him. Bloody corpses of both humans and demons alike surrounded him in eternal slumber. Dismembered limbs were draped across brownish-yellow grass and rotting trees. Puddles of blood encompassed the carcasses of once living and breathing creatures. He suppresses a shudder as he surveyed the grotesque scene. Death was everywhere. Whether it was the flora or the people, death was everywhere. And the one man who was the cause of all this destruction stood in the middle of it all.
'Half-breed,' a sinister voice whispered into the silence.
'No! It wasn't me!' a voice cried out in despair. It took a while before he realized the voice was coming from himself. 'I swear I didn't do it!' But as he said this, the fact that his claws were stained with blood and his clothes were smeared with globs of red and green registered in his mind. He lifted his eyes and gaped with renewed horror.
'Half-breed!' the voice snarled in disgust.
The young man turned his eyes to the cadaver of a cat demon to his left. Three gruesome cuts lay across its abdomen and its entrails lay unattached by its head. He averted his eyes only to come across a human woman cut open to reveal the milky white of her broken ribs. Her hand rested near the body of a decapitated man, whose blood still dripped lightly out of his severed neck.
'I… did all of this?'
'Half-breed,' the voice spoke louder.
Suddenly, the stench of rotting flesh increased sharply and the disgusting scent filled his nostrils. He gagged and fell to his knees, but something caught his eye. He looked up and stared in trepidation, as the corpses began to decay at an impossible rate and melted into one large pool of putrid mush. The dark, thick substance then gathered together and formed into a shapeless figure that towered over the man. He stood rooted to the spot, unable to move.
'Filthy half-breed!' the figure boomed.
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Inuyasha jolted awake. Cold sweat trickled down his face as he panted heavily. His sleeping clothes stuck to him like a second skin. He swept back the sheets and dragged himself into his bathroom to look at himself in the mirror. He looked terrible. There were dark bags under his currently dull, amber eyes. His pearly-white bangs were ruffled from sleep and his long, damp hair clung to his body. Perched atop his head, his triangular doggie ears drooped in fatigue. It had been a while since he had actually gotten a good night's sleep.
Automatically, he shed his clothing and stepped into the shower. He finally allowed himself to relax when the hot water hit his body. Only then did he think about his dream. The baleful voice continued to echo in the far reached of his mind. 'Half-breed, half-breed, half-breed!' he spat. It had been years, even centuries, since the last time someone had called him that. None dared to insult him now. But even if he lived through another millennia, he would never forget the fear and disgust laced in the voices of his enemies as he felled them, one by one. No one cared about who he was. They all despised him for his heritage and with a passion.
All of his troubles were because of them. Because of those humans and demons. All because they prided themselves so much in their absolute purity, their race. All because they were superficial peoples, who never looked deep down inside a person, but instead, the outer appearance, and instantly deciding what a person was like without spending a shred of time to actually get to know them. All because they hated him for what he was a what he always would be. A half-breed. And because of this, he always was and always would be alone.
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Long ago, trillions and trillions of demons and humans inhabited the galaxy of Shikon, but due to prejudice and racism, constant wars broke out between them, lasting for decades and even centuries. Nine planets revolved around the sun and in each planet's year, a range of a million to ten trillion humans and demons died as the same amount was sired, creating a never-ending cycle of death and destruction.
One day, a demon named Inutaisho tired of the ceaseless battle and bloodshed. He longed for peace, and knowing the bloodlust personality of demons, he realized that he must seek a place where humans flourished. Traveling to a planet called Goshinboku, Inutaisho and a group of friends banded together to create the Organization to rid the planet, the humans call Earth, of the few million demons that lived there. He hired assassins to kill off stray demons and he created a cover over Goshinboku that the humans recognized as the ozone layer, which prevented demons from entering and leaving the planet. People were finally able to live in peace. But after two centuries, Inutaisho died to an unknown cause and his first son, Sesshomaru, took over as head of the Organization.
For another couple of centuries, the people lived peacefully creating their own ways of life and growing accustom to the absence of demons. In no time at all, they began to doubt that they had ever existed. But Sesshomaru wasn't satisfied with this, he wanted demons to be forgotten completely so that the prejudice and fear would disappear along with them. After decades of impatient waiting, anyone who remembered the demons or refused to forget about them were pulled into the Organization with or without their consent. Finally, after five long centuries of work, Inutaisho's wish of a world of serenity had come true. Contented at last, Sesshomaru settled down at the Organization headquarters in Tokyo, Japan.
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While Sesshomaru continued to live a comfortable life, his half-brother, Inuyasha, did not fare as well. Although humans had forgotten about his kind, demons still craved to end his life. The low level demons had been mostly wiped out because of the assassins, but the more cunning demons continued to prosper in disguise as humans. These demons hated him even more for what he was. He represented the binding of two completely different races, which, in their opinion, should not ever have to cross paths in that manner. To them, humans were useless weaklings that spent their entire life toiling in the work of others. They despised him for the fact that he was the delineation of the secret affair Inutaisho had with a weakling human woman a century before he died. But the other reason that the demons so abhorred their relationship was because the human woman, Akina, was a priestess.
In the era of the wars on Goshinboku and the rest of Shikon, priestesses were an important factor on the human side. Powerful priests and priestesses were capable of purifying their demon foes, and so they were the most sought after humans. One must never get attached to a priest or priestess because it was likely that he or she would be dead within the next year.
But one man dared to fall in love with a priestess.
Kikyo was one of the most powerful priestesses of her time. She possessed the power to reach deep inside the dark corners of a demon's soul and purify it. Destroying the creature form the inside out. She could control her holy power to create tangible forms and so, at her dispense, were potential weapons of unspeakable destruction. But even with her potent abilities, Kikyo was a kind soul. She never wanted to fight. She never dreamed of taking another's life, and she loathed the senseless bloodshed around her. But her survival and the survival of countless others depended on it. So in a selfless attempt to preserve the lives of the ones she cared for, she fired arrow after arrow of burning light until the demons took her down. And Inuyasha, the man who loved her, struck down demon after demon, and stood by her side until she drew her last breath.
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