Prologue
Yukiko ran from a small village that she once called home. She was young for a hanyo. Only fifty years old so she had no choice but to flee after six men killed her mother and tried to kill her.
"GET HER!" she heard somebody yell.
Yukiko jumped into a tree, "Which way?" she said to herself.
Hearing the river Yukiko ran to the sound of running water. The men behind her yet Yukiko knew they would catch her if she didn't hurry.
The raging river looked angry, "The river or the villagers Take you pick," Yukiko said to herself before jumping in.
The river swallowed her up carrying her away, "She won't survive that river. Half breed or not," the lead villager said coldly.
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Yukiko grabbed a rock that she was about to pass. She might been small but she was strong. Coughing she crawled out of the water. Shaking the water off like the Inu she was. Growling she hated being in the cold river. Jumping rock to rock making it shore, "I hope they all die a painful death," Yukiko walked slowly to a tree to lean on.
Yukiko's father raped her mother and got her pregnant. Yukiko's mother, Suki, loved her regardless of how she was made. Grandfather tried to understand his granddaughter demonic blood.
Now fifty years later Yukiko was now turning into a beautiful hanyo. Her hair was silver her eyes glacier blue.
Cold and alone Yukiko looked for shelter. Tonight was the full moon she would become human, "Don't be out during the full moon Yukiko. It could be dangerous." Her mother told her.
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Coming to an old hut that hunter used when they were out after dark. Entering it she crinkled her nose it smelt stall." Beggar can't be choosier," Yukiko said starting as small fire. Closing the entrance Yukiko laid on the old floor as the sun went down, and turning her silver hair to ebony and her lovely blue eyes to a dark brown.
Around midnight Yukiko woke to somebody coming in, "Who there?" she asked.
"I didn't realize somebody was in here," a man voice came.
Yukiko looked like a young child but she was not, "This is my home now leave," Yukiko said grabbing log not far from her.
"I'm not going hurt you. Where is your mother and father, little one? He asked.
"My mother's dead. My father I could care less," Yukiko said throwing the log at him.
"Your spirited one," the man said surprised at her spunk.
Leave," Yukiko shouted angrily.
"Look little one I need shelter for the night and you need caring for. I can protect you," the man said.
"I can take care of myself," Yukiko shouted hotly.
Can you cook, catch food, or anything like that?" the man asked.
"Yes I might be young but I can cook and trap animals. Grandfather taught me how before he died," Yukiko replied, "I just want to be left alone."
"You a hanyo aren't you," the man said it was coming clear.
Yukiko's eyes grew wide with fear as she grabbed another log, "What makes you say that," she threw the log at him and ran out the back entrance into the night when she recognized one of the men from village.
Yukiko ran as far and how long her legs would carry in the night. Never looking back at the life she once knew.