AN: Since I was gone for so long, I wanted to make it up to all of you who have been waiting ages for me to update and without having left some explanation for my long leave, by making a new story! Well I did say in my bio somewhere that I was going to make a story about this, so here it is! Though I won't be abandoning my other story.

Disclaimer: Nope I don't own it, although I'm so glad it was created cause now I get to write fanfiction about it!

Translations:

Youkai: Demon

Obaa-san: Grandmother or any old woman in general

Babaa: Derogative term for an old woman - old hag

Okaa-san: Mother

Gomen: I'm sorry

Ojoo-san: Grandfather or any old man in general

Jijii: Derogative term for an old man - old geezer

Chapter One

Darkness. All I could see was darkness. It seemed foreboding, like I shouldn't have been here. Then that was all broken with an ear-splitting scream that caused me to cringe at the sound of it. A face flashed before my face, yet I couldn't identify whom it was. Hell I couldn't even tell whether that face belonged to a female or a male. However I felt as if I knew the blurred face, but I couldn't remember at the moment.

I could hear that scream again; only this time it accompanied that blurred face. Was that scream coming from the face I kept seeing? It sounded like that person was trying to say something in that scream though I couldn't make that out either.

Something was wrong. I could feel it yet I wasn't able to put my finger on what. I'm not even sure where I am now. And again my thoughts were disrupted by that screaming. It sounded like it was fading now. However I didn't want it to fade…strangely I could feel my own body trying to rush after it, to save whoever it was that was screaming. Although my body wouldn't move; it was the first time I registered how much pain I was in. Every muscle seemed to yell in agony as I was forcing myself to move – making me want to yell too. No matter what, I knew I wasn't getting up.

Though it didn't deter me from wanting to get up and go after that screaming person. I saw their face flash once more, only this time it was further away. They were moving further away. My heart ached at knowing this. I didn't want them to go, whoever they were. Don't go. Don't leave me behind. I don't want you to go. I wanted to yell that out so much but my mouth refused to move and form those words.

"Inu…" It was so faint but that was all I could hear before that screaming ceased for good. Somehow I knew I wasn't going to hear that voice again, and my heart constricted. It pained me so much knowing this, but I have no idea why it should. Why was I in so much pain anyway?

Beep… Beep… Beep…

Something atop my head twitched, brushing against my hair. This steady electronic beeping sounded as if it was right besides me. If only I could reach my hand out I was sure I could touch it.

Beep… Beep… Beep…

It had a familiar rhythm to it, but I couldn't think of what it reminded me of at the time. I seemed to not be able to remember a lot lately.

Beep… Beep… Beep…

There were people gathering around me. I couldn't see them yet I just knew. Wait, how did I know? If I could move my head I would have shook it. Again there was twitching on the top of my head but I wasn't even bothered to try and stop the sensation. Not like I could move anyway.

Beep… Beep… Beep…

Blood splattered my vision. I could see it everywhere on the inside of my mind. It smelt strong. There was a large amount that had been spilt; yet it smelt stale. My nose scrunch up at the unpleasant stale smell. Seven hours to be exact. How I knew that by just smell, again I didn't know. Strangely, I also could tell that the blood I smelt came from two different people.

Ba-dump… Ba-dump… Ba-dump…

Something was pulsing within my body, and it also matched the timing with that beeping. My heart seemed to be beating harder, trying to force more blood to flow in my body. Gradually the pain in my body was beginning to fade. Although that smell of blood strengthen.

Ba-dump… Ba-dump… Ba-dump…

I could feel something burning inside my body, and it appeared to be spreading. However it didn't hurt, rather the sensation was welcoming. As the burning increased the more satisfied and content I was becoming. The darkness was beginning to fade and I could feel my hands flexing by my side.

Ba-dump… Ba-dump… Ba-dump…

Noise. Smell. I winced slightly at all the different noises and smells that assaulted my senses all at once. Damn it was so strong. I wasn't aware of how loud my surroundings were, or of how much disease I could sense in this place. This strange scent spiked, though I was sure I was accustomed to it, and immediately I could sense that the people gathering around me were backing away. That scent…it smelt like fear? I didn't know I was capable of smelling such things…

Ba-dump… Ba-dump… Ba-dump…

My eyes snapped open and instantly I sat up when I heard this loud scream emerge from just in front of me. It wasn't the same scream as before. "Wha…?" I glanced around, blinking fiercely to adjust my eyes to the bright sunshine that gleamed in at my eyes. "Damn it…where the hell am I?"

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

"AAAAHHHH FUCKING SHUT UP!!" I clamped my hands over my ears, then glared at the woman that was shrieking like a banshee. "You have any idea how damn loud your yelling is?! It's damn pissing me off!" Suddenly I realised that where my hands should have covered my ears there was nothing but just skin. "Wha…what the…" I shot up out of bed, not feeling any pain that troubled me moments ago, and glanced around the room for any reflective surface.

As I did, I then noticed a few people cowering on the ground, one of them that annoyingly loud woman that wouldn't stop screaming. That smell of fear was coming from them – though I still have no idea how I could smell this. "What's wrong? Are you alright?" I walked over to them, well attempted too. There were wires attached to me that were connected to a machine. So that's where that beeping came from. I gently tugged on the wires, then continued my way towards the two on the ground, trying to help them, however I soon stopped when the man besides the woman now started screaming. "KEEP AWAY! DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!"

I tilted my head to the side. Were they afraid of me? "I ain't gonna hurt you. I just want to see if-"

"Please don't kill us! We were just trying to do our job." The woman whimpered, interrupting me. I felt myself getting annoyed with all this fear. Exactly what the hell did I do wrong to these people? "Are ya stupid or something?! What makes you think that I would be able to kill you!"

The two only cringed, not daring to reply to what I said. Though this only annoyed me further. I didn't want to do anything, yet these idiots were accusing me of wanting to kill them. I didn't even know them, why would I want to kill them anyway? Just as I was about to point this out, the man that was crouching down by the corner of the room interrupted me as he stood up. "Look, we don't want any trouble here. So just spare us our lives and leave!" He was holding up this metal tray, as if he was trying to protect himself with it.

"What are ya on about?! I didn't even want to kill anyone! All I did was just wake up!" My head was pounding from all this. I didn't understand what was going on. Why did they all seem so fearful of me? Did I actually know them and did something wrong to them? Then why were they here if…it was the first time that it occurred to me that I didn't remember anything upon waking up. I didn't know how I got here. I didn't know if I knew these people or not. I didn't know what I did for a living. I didn't even know who I was. "Shit…"

"Just leave us, please. If you don't then we'll call the police!" The man spoke, disturbing me from my thoughts. I glanced up at him and saw him take a step back and hold the metal tray up higher, as if if I couldn't see him then there was no way I could harm him – if I was able to that is. My eyes focused on the metal tray, noticing that it was reflecting the light from the ceiling. A reflective surface…just what I was looking for. I walked over to the man, who again was edging away, warning me to keep away yet I didn't listen to a word he wailed.

He soon found his back hitting the wall, gasping as he noticed that he couldn't get away. As soon as I was an arm lengths away he closed his eyes and tensed up, but I only ignored his actions and snatched the tray away from his grasp. Let's see if I can remember anything if I at least know what I look like. I gazed into a male face with golden eyes that stared in shock of the fangs protruding from the reflection's agape mouth and the white furry dog-ears that were twitching atop of the reflection's head of silver long hair. To say I was shocked with my appearance was an understatement. One hand, one clawed hand that I was startled to just notice, dreadfully felt the fangs in my mouth to see if they were real. Yeah, they were.

My ears twitched as it heard movement behind me, which I ignored as I was busy watching the dog-ears' movements in the reflection. My hand slowly moved to the side of my head, where my ears should have been, where last I checked I wasn't able to feel before. Again, to my dismay, I felt nothing but skin, then allowed my hand to venture up towards the top of my head to touch the fluffy white ears that were slightly pink from blood. With one touch, I felt them twitch beneath my fingertips, and watched as the twitching of the ears in my reflection synchronised with the twitching I could feel with my head.

Suddenly I dropped the tray with a loud clatter, and then screamed in complete and utter astonishment. The scream was so loud in fact, that I was sure people down in the streets below the window were stopping to look around to pinpoint where the screaming was coming from.

I could smell the fear from the people in the room rise. They most likely thought that my screaming meant I was about to attack them or something. I didn't care what they were thinking though. All that I could think about was the fact that I wasn't human.

Finally the yelling ceased, and without hesitation I ran out of the room I was confined in seconds ago. Though I regretted the action as a symphony of horrific clamour reached my sensitive ears, wanting to cause the blood vessels within to burst from the frequency of all the screams. Both hands slammed down on my ears, trying to block the horrendous sound but to no avail. "SHUT UP!!" I found myself yelling over the cries of fear, before growling in a feral and animalistic way.

In less than a second of my growl, silence ensued, although I could still catch the soft sobbing and whimpering from those that weren't able to find a proper hiding place and remained within my sight. I suddenly closed my eyes, feeling a headache forming not only from all that screaming from before, but also from the range of different emotions I was enduring at the same time. Confusion the most dominate of all the emotions.

My balance wavered slightly and soon I grabbed onto the doorframe to steady myself. I couldn't clear my thoughts for even a second. Everything was going too fast. First I wake up in this place (which I've only just now figured it was a hospital with all the people that had either a white doctor's coat or green patient's garb), then I end up losing all my memories and not even have a clue of who I am, then I have a bunch of stupid doctors that have to drive me crazy with all their stupid screaming, and last of all I found out that I'm not even human. Please let me wake up back in bed to find that this is some horribly sick and twisted nightmare.

There was movement in the room behind me, and soon my eyes opened before turning around and staring at the one that was moving. The female doctor that I first saw was trying to crawl away; to a better hiding place I could only guess. My hand shifted from the doorframe, only to accidentally snap a chunk of the frame off, and alerting the doctors inside that I was looking back inside the room. I glanced at the chunk I snapped off, biting my lip to silence the gasp of surprise I was sure that wanted to escape. My claws had dug into the wood without my realising. I must be stronger than I thought…better be a bit more careful with holding things in the future.

Dropping that bit of wood, I then looked back at the doctor that was watching me warily, hoping that I would forget about her. Unfortunately for her, she was the person I needed to answer a few of my questions. I walked up to her, yet at that moment she began to try and duck under the patient's bed that was nearest for safety. However she wasn't fast enough, as half her body was still within reach by the time I got to her. So I grabbed her leg and dragged her back out, causing a shriek of surprise from the doctor as she realised she wasn't going to get away. Once she was fully out of her hiding place, I then grabbed her by the coat and yanked her up to her feet. "I ain't gonna hurt you, so you better not do something stupid and scream like before. I just got a few questions for you."

She was quivering in fear, yet she remained quiet, merely nodding. "P-please don't hurt me."

"I just said that I wouldn't! Aren't you paying attention?!" Damn these people. It seems like no matter how many times I say that they still think I'm about to eat them or something! I let the idiot go, deciding that she might be able to talk some sense if she was some distance away from me. Of course the moment she was freed she took as many steps as she could away from me before she bumped into the bed that she was trying to hide under previously. "Now just answer these questions, and the sooner ya do the sooner I'll get out of here without killing anyone." Well if they were stupid enough to believe that I would kill anyone, might as well use it to my advantage by making them think I'll do it if they don't answer. "First question, why was I brought here?"

The woman gulped slightly, but she attempted to speak as calmly as she could. "You were injured." I blinked at her confounded and wondering how someone so stupid could get the Diploma required to becoming a doctor. "I know that! Why the hell else would anyone be brought to a hospital?! Damn it, stop being so stupid! Just tell me what was wrong with me that I needed to come here in the first place?!"

"You…you were un-unconscious…and bleeding…a lot…"

This was getting ridiculous. Wasn't this woman supposed to be a doctor? You'd think that she could come up with a better analysis than just something a five-year would use to explain about someone in my condition. "YOU'RE FUCKING SUPPOSED TO HAVE A DIPLOMA IN MEDICINE AND THAT'S THE BEST YOU COULD FUCKING COME UP WITH?! ANY DAMN ASSHOLE FROM THE STREETS COULD TELL ME THAT!!"

She covered her mouth as she yelped slightly. She also jumped a bit, resulting in her falling back on the bed behind her. "I-I'm sorry…I-I was j-j-just…I-"

"I'm not asking for a damn excuse! I'm just asking you to TELL ME WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED THAT I NEEDED TO BE HERE!"

Again she jumped, only this time it was higher than the last time. She even managed to get back landing on her feet because of the jump. "You-you had external and in-internal bleeding from v-v-various stabs. Some bones were f-fractured and bruised. And-and you had severe d-damage to the head."

Finally I was getting some answers. I couldn't help but sigh in relief when this doctor decided to prove she had at least one brain cell working in that empty head of hers. No wonder I couldn't move before…but I feel completely fine now. Damage to the head – is it possible that maybe that caused me to forget everything? "What was I doing that caused all those injuries?"

"I…I don't know. You-you were already un-unconscious."

"Well do ya remember the person that brought me here?"

"No-no one brought you. Y-you were found unconscious b-by the police and th-they called us to-to come."

Figures I had to be on my own at the time… "Can you at least tell me what my name is…or where I lived…family…workplace…anything?"

"We d-don't have any d-d-details about you."

"Not even my name?!"

"Y-you had no I-ID."

Great…it's like the universe just wants me to not find out who the hell I am, or what the hell I am at that. I grumbled in annoyance then turned away to walk off. However I stopped at the door, frowning slightly. Remembering the events when I woke, I remembered that they weren't afraid of me until I was about to wake. It was strange, considering that now everyone couldn't even stand their ground and talk to me normally. Why was I allowed in here before I woke? "You know, if you bastards were that fucking scared of me then why the hell bring me to this hellhole in the first place?!"

The male doctor that had been besides the female doctor before she ran off to hide stood up, mustering some unknown source of courage to be able to say something. "It wasn't our fault you tricked us! You were a normal human when we brought you here and then you turned into this when you wanted to attack."

I looked back and glared at the doctor, showing my fangs through a scowl that now made the doctor reconsider having the guts to say something. "How many times do I need to say that I ain't gonna…actually just forget it." I wasn't bothered to tell them that again. If they weren't smart enough to let that sink into their thick skulls the first time then why waste my breath? I continued to walk out of the room, once again, and then walked out in the hallway, heading towards the elevators. As I walked by I noticed a few people here and there ducking behind counters or corners to hide, or running into rooms and closing the doors when I came near, though I just ignored them.

When I came to the elevator, conveniently it was just opening. However, it was just my luck that that particular elevator had to be filled with humans that all gasped in shock when they saw me. Resisting the urge to punch the lot of them out, I simply stepped into the elevator – so naturally everyone else ran out before the doors closed. "Well it ain't like I wanted to be stuck in a damn elevator with a bunch of sweaty cowards." I muttered under my breath.

It wasn't even a minute and already small ding indicated that the elevator had reached the ground level. Once the doors opened, I walked out and glanced around the bright foyer. Everyone appeared to be either in a hurry to get somewhere or looking somewhat upset as they were – I assumed – going to see someone that was a patient in this place. Surprisingly, no one had noticed that I was in the room yet. Which was just fine by me.

I began heading towards the electronic doors at the entrance, my nose all the while twitching from the abundance of fragrances from the flowers in the hospital's gift shop. Many of them had the scent of beginning to wilt and of being overly watered.

Suddenly I jumped in mid-step, soon freezing to the spot as the man nearest me had yelled out "YOUKAI!" and pointed directly at me. Immediately everyone turned my way before erupting into a chorus of chaos as everyone only now realised that I wasn't normal (I use the term extremely loosely here) like them. With a grunt, I attempted to ignore everyone and just continued my way to the door. There was no use staying when I was obviously unwelcomed here. Besides, I got tired of yelling at everyone from upstairs, and my throat was parched so yelling now wouldn't be a good idea.

I walked towards the doors once again, not giving any one of the humans in the foyer a passing glance as they stupidly cowered in the lousy forms of cover they presumed would be adequate hiding spots if I was truly going to attack them. As if something like a counter made out of a weak plastic would stop me or the corner of the wall of an open hallway. With an electronic ding, the doors slid open, allowing me to exit this shit hole.

The light was even brighter once I got outside. I instantly brought my arm up to brought my sight from the harsh sunlight, until it adjusted so that I could safely look around without blinding myself.

Glancing around, the first thing I noticed was the assault of different and disgusting scents of smog that was in the air on my sensitive nose. Though other than scrunching my face up in revulsion of the smell, I didn't react that much to it. I figured I must have grown accustomed to it before – it was probably only a minor problem now because I didn't brace myself for this. Of course, not that I remembered anything so I obviously couldn't have known this would happen the moment I walked out of the door.

A number of contraptions whizzed pass, many of them different colours from one another, making a certain annoying sound as they passed. There was also some dark coloured smoke coming from the behind these contraptions, which were greatly contributing to the horrible smell in the atmosphere. Damn, can't any of these other people smell how horrible that damn shit coming from those cars are?! Cars…where did I get that word from? I stared at the large mechanical devices passing by, which I assumed I had just called cars, feeling a bit of my memory returning in concern to what cars were.

"Shit…I hit my head harder than I thought if I couldn't remember that much."

"Obaa-san! Obaa-san!" My ears twitched when I heard this, and I glanced down to where I heard it coming from. A small boy had now grabbed onto my gown that was provided by the hospital, and was tugging on it when he thought I wasn't paying any attention to him. "Obaa-san, can I play with those things on top of your head?"

"Obaa-san?" I repeated, my brow twitching slightly in frustration as I now glared at the young boy. "Do I fucking look like a babaa to you?!"

His grip loosened until his grasp on my gown slipped completely. The young boy looked upset, almost as if he was about to cry. "But…you have white long hair and only obaa-san have hair like that."

"Well I ain't a babaa! Got that?! I'm a fucking male!"

"But okaa-san says only girls wear dresses…"

"It ain't a dress!"

"But…"

"Listen brat, why don't ya go bother someone else?!" I crossed my arms, though still glowering down at the small boy, thoroughly infuriated by what this kid had been calling me. His bottom lip was quivering, and his big brown eyes welled up with tears before he suddenly stopped and turned around when he heard a feminine voice calling him. "Kenichi! Kenichi, there you are. I told you not to run away from me like that when I'm not looking." A woman near their thirties ran up to where me and the boy where, and picked up the small boy who was about to cry.

She bounced him soothingly, trying to calm him when she noticed that he was upset. "Shh…it's alright now. Okaa-san is here." She cooed, causing a few sniffles from the boy, Kenichi, though ceased him from crying before it had started. Once that was settled, she looked up at me, and that was when I noticed her face was flushed. She must have been running everywhere, looking for him. "Gomen otoo-san. I hope Kenichi didn't bother you too much, he sometimes runs off the second I turn away."

I stared at the boy's mother, my brow creasing again when someone else was referring to me being a senior citizen. Damn it, was my skin covered in wrinkles or are these people as blind as they are stupid?! "I ain't a jijii! Do I damn look that old to you?!" This woman bloody had more wrinkles than what I did, and she thinks I'm old?

Blinking for a moment, the woman soon realised what she had said and blushed furiously from embarrassment. "Gomen nasai…I only assume by the hair and…AHHH!" I shuddered at the pitch of her shriek, yet I didn't need to see what had startled her. So far I was surprised she managed to say more than twenty words without screaming thus far. "What are you?! Keep away from my son!" She had obviously caught sight of my dog-ears by now, or even noticed the fangs or claws I had if she had bothered to look.

That was a pretty good question. What the hell was I, anyway? Everyone at the hospital was calling me a youkai, yet I wasn't even sure if I was that or something else. However, right now wasn't the best time to be pondering that. "Look…I wasn't going to do anything to that brat of yours. He was the one that came and bothered me." I slowly took a step back as the lady now pointed an accusing finger at me.

"Someone HELP ME! There's this…monster that's trying to harm my son!"

Somehow, I preferred being called a youkai as opposed to a monster. Youkai didn't sound as hideous as monster did; well at least to me. I took another step back, continuing to do so as the woman continued yelling. "Shut up! I ain't doing anything!" Although they only fell on death ears as it only seemed to increase the tone of her screams. "Dammit, I said SHUT UP!"

And when things couldn't get any worse, this loud repetitive honking was soon heard, droning out the sound of the woman yelling. I groaned from all the sounds that were pounding into my delicate ear drums, though resisted the urge to punch the lights out of the one making that sound. Just ignore it…it probably has nothing to do with me so maybe it'll go away soon.

However, the honking only seemed to grow in sound, and now I could hear a faint voice accompanying it. "GET OUT OF THE WAY!"

"Huh?" I spun around, turning to the source of all this commotion, unable to try and ignore it any longer, only to find a large truck heading straight at me. Before I could get my brain to send a message to my body to get it to move out of the way, my body went flying after the collision of a large metal contraption crashing into fragile flesh.

"InuYasha!" That woman seemed to have her arms out, as if wanting me to take hold of them and pull me out of this mess. I could still barely see her face, though it soon faded before I could try and reach out for her.

I kept my eyes shut tight, expecting my body to be exploding with pain from the many fractures I was sure to have received – or not even to be alive at this rate. However, there didn't seem to be any pain. None whatsoever. But I was just hit by a truck, I was sure of it. After that crash, I would be certain to remember that angry honking meant to get off the road as soon as possible.

"Are you alright?! Damn, I was trying to warn you." I heard the voice that had called out to me to get out of the way before saying just besides me.

"I doubt he can hear you. It'll be a miracle if he's alive by the way you slammed him through our car." That had came from a female, though not the same female that had been yelling before. I figures she must of ran off when she saw the chance, as she wasn't there, stilling screaming and calling me a monster.

"Lucky we're near a hospital." A male's voice – different male from the truck driver – suggested.

Not wanting to go back to that place again, I reluctantly opened my eyes and began to sit up, grumbling at my cursed luck. "I'm fine." I muttered when I saw the three people looking over me, who gasped in shock. Whether it was because I just sat up seemingly unharmed from a devastating car accident that would have killed anyone human, or because they all just figured out that I wasn't human, I had yet to know.

"Geez, you must be lucky to have lived through all that. Especially with all the dents you made." The truck driver glanced back at the damage I made, which drew my curiosity as I too decided to see what the hell he was talking about. The truck that had hit him, currently now sported a large humanoid sized dent in the front, deep enough to almost hit the engine. "Did a number on her too…" He muttered, followed by a low whistle.

It was a fair distance away too, so it must have knocked me forward during the collision. Slowly my head turned towards the car towards me, just noticing it there the first time. The boot of it was practically completely destroyed, almost levelled to the ground, and I could just guess that it was me that landed on it to cause all that.

"Yeah. We didn't think you would be alive…or even awake after all that." The other man said, causing my attention to turn back to him once again. "Amazing though…you don't appear hurt at all."

"Guess I just ate my vegetables when I was a kid." Was really all I could think to say as I stood up, not wanting to stay here any longer than need be. Besides, I didn't even know the answer to that myself, and I certainty did not want to stick around here and wait for someone to realise that I was different and call the authorities on me. I've seen those movies; I know what they do to aliens! Well at least I think I've seen those movies…but if I didn't then how did I know that they existed? I was beginning to get a headache from all this.

Before I got too far, I felt someone's hand grasp onto mine. "Wait, maybe you should go to the hospital just to make sure that you're alright." It was that female from before, and she was holding me back from walking off. I stopped and turned around, frowning at her as I roughly yanked my hand from her grip. "I'm fine. I don't need any of those doctors stinkin' help." After what happened when I woke this morning, the last thing I wanted to do was to go back in there and endure all their yelling and begging for their life when I wasn't even doing anything.

"But…" The woman paused, her eyes wondering to the top of my head, widening as they did so. I raised my eyebrow at this, then glanced up as well, only to see that her focus was on the ears that were twitching atop of my head. Fuck. Here it goes again.

She opened her mouth, about to say it, yet I was already backing away. "I wasn't doing anything…I was just trying to get the hell outta here…don't start yelling now."

However, as usual, that wasn't going to stop her. The first syllable was just on the tip of her tongue as I decided to run off, to get the heck away from her before her screaming reached my hearing. Though I expected that to be impossible, surprisingly I found that when I did run, everything around me seemed like a rushing blur, but I could make out the detail of where I was just perfectly. And where I was now looked nothing like the street I just left. Didn't think I could run this fast…then again I didn't think that I wasn't a human when I woke up.

Not sure how far away I had gotten from the hospital, I decided to turn into an alley and stop there. Only a few people look a quick look around when I passed by, but they didn't seem capable of seeing me that well. I think I must have been running too fast for them to be able to see me properly. They most likely passed my speeding by off as another car they just failed to see.

I finally stopped, in the dark and narrow alleyway, not even tired from that run. Though my heart was pounding. I may not remember anything about myself, yet I was sure that I wouldn't be one to admit how I really felt, especially when what I was feeling was something I considered to be a weakness. Not only was I confused and angry about all that just happened, but also I was…I can barely think the word.

I wake up in a hospital, without any idea of where I am or how I got here, of what happened to me before I was sent to hospital, of who my friends and family were, if I had any or not. I didn't have an identity, and I couldn't remember who I am, or what I am. People just take one look at me and they instantly cower away in fear – I don't know why I had to be born this way or if I was even born this way. I'm not sure if I had actually done something wrong that deserved this sort of treatment or not. All I had was a stupid memory of a stupid face of a woman that was screaming something out to me.

"InuYasha!" This time I could see her face a little more clear. Her expression was filled with pain, though I could identify something else in her face. But what was it? Before I could figure this she once again faded.

My fist pounded on the wall, causing a small hole in it from the impact. If I had cared, I would have remembered to watch that strength of mine. I then leaned my head against the wall, hoping its cool surface would help to ease the throbbing of my head. It was torture – having to go through the shock of waking up as something not human nor wanted when you don't remember a thing except for the one thing that made your heart want to implode by the very thought. I could feel my heart pounding harder; it felt like it had been twisted by the memory of that white woman who kept calling out that word to me. I wasn't even sure what she meant by saying "InuYasha" all the damn time, or why I had to keep thinking about it and her.

"If I did have some sort of family, I bet I must have been some fucked up bastard for them to not be bothered to come get me."

AN: There's the first chapter! And second chapter will be coming up as soon as I get it to finish uploading. Again, excuse any typoes since I didn't get a chance to double check it.