Chapter 1
"Over here! This way!" The smoke is coming from this direction as Kagome runs thru the forest.
When she appeared in the clearing where the smoke was coming from, it led her to a small village. The huts were burnt and damaged. Dead bodies were scattered about including demons, hanyous and humans.
"It looked like a once peaceful village where everyone co-existed." as Miroku leapt down from Kirara.
"This is horrible! Who would do this!" as tears were streaming from the miko.
"Come on let's bury them and give them their final rites." Miroku placed a hand on her shoulder, guiding her to begin their duties.
It's been 5 years since Kagome returned from her time. When she returned to the feudal era, she was 18 years old and had just completed high school. Her plan was to go to college but then one day, the well called out to her and opened up. When she went thru, the well immediately closed up. Upon her return," she was told of news that changed her life forever.
After making the wish on the shikon jewel, Kagome was sent back to her present day time.
About two years later, Inuyasha was killed on the night he was human by unknown assailants. Her heart broke and she mourned for him but she knew he wouldn't want her to mourn his death forever.
Kagome began studying under Sango to build up her fighting skills. She trained under Kaede and Miroku for her miko skills. She never wore the traditional miko clothing as it reminded others of Kikyo and being her reincarnation. The miko wanted to create her own identity.
While in combat she wore demon slayer gear and other times a simple kimono or yukata. Her hair was always tied up in a bun or a simple braid. Around her neck, she wore the beads that Inuyasha once wore as a reminder of her first love.
This particular day, Kagome was dressed in her demon slayer bodysuit and armor. It was black and red along with a cherry blossom printed mid-thigh length haori with one sleeve hanging off her shoulder and knee high black boots. Her bow and quiver of arrows strapped on her back and short sword made of demon bones on her hip. Her hair in a high ponytail held with red ribbons.
Kagome is now 23 years old and known as a powerful miko and demon fighter throughout Japan. She has been sought out by rich and poor alike for help. Many have said she has surpassed Midoriko's strength, skills and beauty.
While Miroku and Kagome were laying bodies into their final resting place, there was the sound of a child crying. Both monk and miko were in shock as neither sensed any living beings when they arrived. They moved cautiously looking for the source making sure it wasn't an ambush.
Next to the body of a human woman, was a small child that looked about 2 years old. It was a little boy. A hanyou dog demon! His shoulder length strawberry blond hair was in a disarray, hazel eyes with fluffy ears and lightly tanned skin. Seeing the pair before him, he held on to the dead woman not moving from his spot.
Kagome took off her weapons and approached him to show she meant no harm and stoop to his level "hey there. My name is Kagome. I'm a friend. I won't hurt you... I promise." as she opened up her arms.
The little boy covered in dirt and tears watched hesitantly at Kagome. He slowly inched his way closer to her until he ran straight into her arms crying. She picked him up and held him close to her until he stopped crying and fell asleep.
"Miroku we have to look to see if he has any family left." whispering as not to wake him.
"I'm not so sure about that."
"Why? What's wrong?"
Pointing at a fallen sign, "House of Pleasure". The same spot the little boy was found under the human woman.
Kagome eyes widen!
Looking around more closely, there were several similar establishments of the same nature.
"What did we walk in to! These poor women and children!"
"It looks like a red light district. Must be where people, especially women who had relations with demons and hanyous have moved to because of being disowned or casted out. This was their means of supporting themselves." Miroku looked around sadly. "The woman he was under kinda resembles you Kagome. Maybe that's why he easily took to you." Picking up the woman's body.
Kagome tears began to fall. "Miroku, we need some help. This is too much for us for the two of us to handle. Let's send Kirara back with a message for some villagers to assist us."
"Yes you're right. Might as well make camp. It's already late." Scribbling a note to attach to the nekomata. "Take this to Sango." patting her head.
The nekomata took off flying into the sky.
Not too long after a familiar presence was felt. Entering the clearing from the opposite end, Lord Sesshomaru appeared.
Looking around at the disaster around him "Monk what happened here?"
"My lord, I am not sure. We were told of trouble in this village and were asked to investigate. When we reached, this is what we arrived at. There are no survivors except for the little boy in Kagome's arms fast asleep." pointing over his shoulder.
Sesshomaru sniffed the air and his stoic facial expression never changed except his eyes widened a bit. He walked over to the miko to take a closer look at the pup.
"This pup has a familiar scent." looking at him.
"Do you know whose is it? Maybe he might have family somewhere!" getting hopeful.
"This one cannot place where it's from." Looking at the miko in her form fitting outfit. Examining her every detail with his lust filled eyes. She took off her haori and wrapped it around the little boy to keep him warm.
"Do you have any idea how old this child is? I am still not accustomed with demon or hanyou development and growth." she asked, unaware of him watching her.
"The pup looks about 2 years old in human's age but is about 6-7 years in demon age."
"Umm... how do I care for one this young? I mean is he still nursing, will he eat human food that kinda stuff?"
With his arched eyebrow "Miko are you intending to raise the hanyou pup as your own?"