Author's Note: It's been awhile! I know that I haven't written in a long, long time, so bear with me. I do believe that my writing style has changed, too...Hopefully, I will keep this story up. I actually will have time for it this summer, before I start college. Okay, now, this is an idea I came up with. I do not believe that I have read anything quite like my idea, but if anyone has read anything remotely similar, please inform me, and I will beg forgiveness from the author. Thank you, to all. -bows-

Pairing: Sesshomaru x Kagome. Don't like? Don't read.

Disclaimer: I own no Inuyasha characters, however I DO own the plot to my story.

~Broken Wings~

Prologue:

A shrill cry pierced the night air, the sound of tired panting following it. "Milady, it is another!"

"Another?" The woman asked tiredly, some of her panting subsiding.

"Yes, and she is special, milady. Very special."

"What do you mean?"

"She has the mark of the chosen!"

"Mark?"

"Yes, see milady?" The midwife handed the new born babe to the mother gently, pointing at the pink circle on her forehead.

"Does this mean-" The mother gasped out, only to see the midwife nodding sagely.

"Yes. She has a very important future."

"And the other?"

"No, ma'am."

The Lady stared down at her daughter and noticed her beauty surpassed that of her twin sister.

"No one can know about this, Miwa, no one. She's going to have a hard life, and she's going to hate me...but...I know she MUST be protected at all costs."

"And what of the mark, milady?"

"I will think of something...for now, we can pass it off as a temporary birth mark. No one will question it..."

"As you wish, milady."

"Now, go. I must make arrangements." As Miwa bowed and left, the Lady stared down at her precious child, and stroked the mark on her forehead. "I'm sorry, dear, but your life is going to be quite different from your sister's. I love you, and I must protect you. I'm sorry..." She whispered. She continued whispering the words "I'm sorry" over and over, knowing that soon, the child's life was going to become very hard, indeed.

~~~~Seventeen Years Later~~~~

"Do you understand your mission, my son?"

"Yes, Father."

"You also understand that this is of the most important of missions, and should you fail, you will have condemned not only your family, but your species as well?"

"Of course, Father."

"Good. The arrangements have been set. Go now, my son. Do not fail me."

Thank you all for reading this, and please review! Constructive Critism is welcome, however flames are not. Now, by flames, I mean someone 'putting down' my story just to get a thrill, or someone making fun of the pairing, idea, whatever.

Well, Lotsa love!

~TheBlackKnight87