Disclaimer: These are not my charectors though I'm changing them so they should be, (just kidding don't hurt me)

I've decided to try to write this story in the style of my favorite fantasy author at least how I divide chapters. Bonus points if you can guess who it is. Don't get pissed at me for accuracy. I have watched the show but once in the past year. (That was just one awkward sentence but I'll keep it there.)

There isn't much dialog in this chapter and just if you're wondering italics are the thoughts of the chapter character's point of view.

Review and help me write a better story, especially tell me if you want some more imagery i've been too lazy to add much of it so far focusing on the story instead. I write these in like hour and post them online so please tell me if you think spending some more time on the story would help me. Wow this is a long author's note, here's the story.

Naraku

In his castle Naraku was fuming. Over fifty years of waiting and searching all worthless. Three days before Naraku had visited Midoriko's last surviving ancestor in order to learn the secret to unlocking the Shikon Jewel's ultimate power.

It had been a long journey to Shumishima, the chain of islands just north of Japan, following rumors to that old woman, luckily Inuyasha and rest of those wretched fools were tied up with finding his heart, Kohaku and Kagura had done well in keeping them busy but it was all for naught but not only that he had learned that all of his plots and machinations had been a waste of time for that old woman had told him the secret of the Shikon Jewel before he had ripped out her throat.

He had been fooled, tricked by legend and now he was the only one alive who knew truth. The more he thought about it the more he knew he could use this for his advantage. I may not be able to use the Shikon Jewel myself but I still can make Inuyasha and his friends suffer. He would take them one at a time; it was time to finish the job. The slayer will be the first to die.

"Kagura, come here." As soon as he asked the wind witch came to his side.

"Naraku, what now," Kagura muttered. Insolent as ever. Naraku chuckled to himself and had to stop himself from laughing more as a visible shiver ran down Kagura. How easily he could manipulate these wretches. He told her what she had to do. Kagura was obviously surprised and that was just what he wanted. Nobody must ever learn what I know, the curse of the Shikon Jewel. What was formerly his goal would now only be a tool in the downfall of his enemies.

"Kohaku," Naraku called into the darkness, "I have something to show you."

The young boy walked towards him as oblivious as ever. Like always Naraku had to keep himself from stepping back in disgust. Kohaku represented everything he hated about mortals, weakness, Kohaku was weak. He had killed not only his entire family but anyone he had tried to help since them but instead of facing this he had chosen to forget.

The boy's usefulness was tied up in the fact that he was the younger brother of the slayer. It was time for Naraku to finish them both at once together. Last time he had tried the slayer had held up when he had lost control of Kohaku, but this time he would take no chances.

"Kohaku come to me." Naraku said with a sinister smile.

"Yes, Naraku," the possessed boy droned came towards him. Naraku did what he had wanted to do since he had placed the jewel shard in Kohaku's back, drive a tentacle straight through his heart.

"Kagura resurrect the corpse and cover the wound with the boy's armor, don't let anyone know he's dead."

"Yes, Naraku as you wish." Kagura's reply had none of the impudence of earlier. Fear is the greatest form of control.

"And Kagura, make sure you have him find her when she is alone, I wouldn't want her friends getting in the way."