A/N: First fan fiction. . .EVER. I tend to stress over if I have nailed the character's personality and such so I never really give fan fictions a try. But. . .today I am being brave and I have decided to take a chance at writing. It will probably end up in disaster but...I tried right? Please review if you want another chapter. : ) Sorry for wasting your time. .
Disclaimer: Uhh...since all the "cool kids" put this I suppose I should too. . .and I don't want to be sued so here we go. . .I do not own any of the Inu Yasha Characters...blah blah blah...I do not claim to own them. . .blah blah blah. . .I am just a simple person writing fan fictions to escape the norm of everyday life.
Dread Locks - Chapter 1: And So It Began
Darkness hung heavy in the forest. Sweat beads dripped down her forehead, a sudden chill prickled the back of her neck. She franticly glanced around, running through the thick underbrush, pushing leaves and branches out of her way in a mad dash of terror.
Dirt covered her face, her raven black hair hung in a matted messit was evident dreadlocks were forming.
With a sudden burst of light the young woman tumbled out of the forest's dark angry clutches drenching herself in the glorious sunlight. She dropped to her knees reaching up to the sky above. Tears of happiness streaked her filthy face. She was freefree at last.
Collapsing on the ground, she embraced the cool grassy meadow. She stayed there for a few minutes, melting into the ground, absorbing it's beauty and serenityit was too much just too much for her, it had been a lot to take in. Exhaustion hit her like a punch to the face, knocking her out like a light and rendering her temporarily unconscious.
She lay face down in the lush grass while lazy clouds rolled across the skythe girl slept onpretty butterflies fluttered across the rolling meadow hills, occasionally landing on her backand the girl slept onseconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours, the girl continued to sleep and didn't even begin to wake at the approach of light footsteps
The young man knelt down beside the little bundle of bones curled up on the ground. He stared at her for a few minutes, puzzled by her appearancenot sure what he should do, he contemplated the options. He was hesitant to wake herbut he didn't want to leave her.
Surely a girl of her age should not just be lying out in the wilderness by
herself, she can't be older that 17 . . .and besides—look at the state of her. . .she's a mess. Miroku thought to himself.
Feeling a pang of sympathy, Miroku hoisted the strange girl over his shoulder and started off in the direction of his camp. . .
...End of Chapter 1
A/N: So. . .What do you think? Not to great eh. . .well I tried. I am not sure if I already said this but please review. Harsh criticism is accepted; it helps me grow as a writer. And just for the record, this is before Miroku meets up with Inu Yasha and the Gang. . .or whatever you wish to refer to their "Motley Crew" as. . .oh and one last thing. I am looking for a co-writer so if you are interested please email me at . That would be simply FANTAZMIC if I had a co-writer . Two minds are better. . .more ideas and so on. : ) It would be interesting to see if the story would work out. Once again, Thank-you for reading