Prologue
Everything was dark. Black even. He couldn't see, he could hardly hear the sound of booted feet somewhere in the cold and damp darkness. He had lost all his senses, the new moon rendering him useless in every possible way.
The sound of a strange creaking filled his human ears, metal against metal as the wind blew distantly outside. Cold...he was cold. And sore. So fucking sore.
Inuyasha cursed himself and tugged on his binds. Rope dug harshly into his wrists and he gritted his teeth at the feeling of his blood sliding quickly down his arm and into his haori. His arms were above him and he was kneeling he supposed. If that was so then there was something holding him up. Maybe the rope was hooked onto something above him, like a ceiling.
Midnight blue eyes scanned the darkness, looking for those familiar golden eyes. Golden eyes just like his when he was in his hanyou form.
Gold eyes that strangely felt like home.
"A-ahh...Gods...damn it all..." Inuyasha groaned and yanked again at his bonds. He suddenly had a faint feeling of being watched again and he yanked harder and harder, whining and whimpering, begging to be freed. The stone beneath him was cold on his feet as he dug in his toes, making them scrape and bleed.
Blood.
Oh gods, he knew there were more cuts on his human body than he liked and he wished that he could just be released from the nightmare he was trapped in. He felt pain in his back then and he cried out in agony. Then again. Claws slashing at his back. He cried out again and again, his blood warm as it poured down his back.
The gold eyes were in front of him then. The only thing he could see. The human trembled and tried to move away, but the rope dug into his skin and he was forced to stay as still as possible. He felt a clawed hand caress his cheek and he jerked his head away, only to be rewarded with a punch to the face. Inuyasha's jaw ached and he spat, knowing blood was what hit the floor. So much blood...
"Inuyasha...Do you trust me?" The cold voice echoed through the darkness. It was so quiet yet so loud.
"N-n...No..." Inuyasha managed to spit out.
"Pity."
Inuyasha jolted awake at the base of the sacred tree. How long had he been asleep? Where had that nightmare come from? He hadn't eaten anything weird and strange. Maybe it was because he hardly ever slept anymore. He looked up and saw the sky was black, small white dots sprinkling the darkness. Hours it seemed. He yawned and shook his head, a strange ringing and what seemed like long notes of music played in his ears.
He stuck a clawed finger in one and moved his hand vigorously, scratching and cleaning the inside. There. Much better. His hanyou eyes scanned the dark before he got up and stretched, making his way through the forest in the direction of the Bone Eater's Well. The well Kagome had passed through time and time again to be with him and collect the jewels. The well she dissapeared in for three agonizing years before finally returning to him. The well she left through suddenly, leaving only a note behind and her memory. The shikon jewel, the jewel that they had decided to keep just in case, taken from their village with her into the future. There was nothing left, and she wasn't coming back to him.
That still didn't stop him from sitting in front of the well like a homeless and lost puppy.
As the hanyou trudged through the woods, he didn't notice the strong scent of storms and earth around the area and the gold eyes of a predator.