AN: Kay, I'm giving this a shot. I've been working on this idea for about a
week or two, and I wanna see how it plays out. I'm going to warn you now,
this is gonna be really confusing right from the beginning, and will slowly
trickle down to making sense toward the end, but I want to see if I can't
do this the way I want to. Bare with me, if you get lost. Don't worry,
you're kinda supposed to. If you're not interested, don't worry about it.
This is sort of an experiment, but feel free to review anyway. Any and all
suggestions are welcome.
Stay crazy.
~hEyKyRa13
PS- of course, the usuals... no, I don't own just about anybody you will encounter in this fanfic..
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An Unrelished Fate
Prologue
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I deserve my fate.
The silver-haired demon breathed a heavy sigh, yet still unable to release the burden on his heart. The burden will always remain, though. Nothing he did could every change that, now. He had made his decision long ago, and he was now where he belonged.
Opening his amber hued eyes, his gaze drifted below. A child was crying. His brows creased together as he stared, unmoving.
I could shed tears once... but not anymore.
At one point in time, his heart was capable of emotion. He could feel. Love, hate, fear, even pity- all were living, breathing souls within his own. Now, as he watched the weeping child, everything inside him was gone. All was empty. All that was left of his once thriving heart was no longer his to dwell upon. Just mere memories dancing almost mockingly around his consciousness.
He shuddered.
The memories.
While all else was thrown to the flames, the memories were left for the sole purpose of remembering. Remembering his life. Remembering all he had lost. Remembering all he had given up. While they had been long lost from the minds of many, within him they existed for the single function of plaguing his already torn and weary soul with unadulterated suffering.
The child sniffed. The hanyou smirked.
I'm used to that thing called suffering.
Finally, Inuyasha turned from the distressed child and began walking away. Clouded, vacant eyes looked ahead, yet with the knowledge that there was nothing out there for him. Nothing more than what he already had- nothing.
I deserve my fate.
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AN: Well? How are you? Are you in a state of utter loss and confusion yet?... Yeah, well, this is my attempt. Let me know what you think, cause your opinions will determine whether or not this thing will keep going.
PS- of course, the usuals... no, I don't own just about anybody you will encounter in this fanfic..
***
An Unrelished Fate
Prologue
***
I deserve my fate.
The silver-haired demon breathed a heavy sigh, yet still unable to release the burden on his heart. The burden will always remain, though. Nothing he did could every change that, now. He had made his decision long ago, and he was now where he belonged.
Opening his amber hued eyes, his gaze drifted below. A child was crying. His brows creased together as he stared, unmoving.
I could shed tears once... but not anymore.
At one point in time, his heart was capable of emotion. He could feel. Love, hate, fear, even pity- all were living, breathing souls within his own. Now, as he watched the weeping child, everything inside him was gone. All was empty. All that was left of his once thriving heart was no longer his to dwell upon. Just mere memories dancing almost mockingly around his consciousness.
He shuddered.
The memories.
While all else was thrown to the flames, the memories were left for the sole purpose of remembering. Remembering his life. Remembering all he had lost. Remembering all he had given up. While they had been long lost from the minds of many, within him they existed for the single function of plaguing his already torn and weary soul with unadulterated suffering.
The child sniffed. The hanyou smirked.
I'm used to that thing called suffering.
Finally, Inuyasha turned from the distressed child and began walking away. Clouded, vacant eyes looked ahead, yet with the knowledge that there was nothing out there for him. Nothing more than what he already had- nothing.
I deserve my fate.
***
AN: Well? How are you? Are you in a state of utter loss and confusion yet?... Yeah, well, this is my attempt. Let me know what you think, cause your opinions will determine whether or not this thing will keep going.