Naraku's Son

Chapter 1: Light in Darkness

[Key: ()= Kanaku's thoughts]

The village was burning and the child was just staring in the midst of it. He started walking as if he was in a trance. He wanted to let go of the people he was losing, but he couldn't. Inside, it hurt him so much, but he wasn't ready to admit it. He had always been a prideful child and wasn't ready to show any sign of weakness. He was only 15 years old, but he wanted to show he all that he was a man by not crying when everything that he had known was being destroyed. The scent of fire and brimstone filled the air, but he kept walking toward the end of the village, trying to find someone that he was very familiar with. This person was almost apart of him now, and he could detect his dark presence from anywhere in the world.

"What the hell is wrong with you, boy!" screamed a man who was being burnt alive. "We're all dying and your just standing there! We're all dying! We're all dying!"

The man shook the boy then ran around in a circle while still of fire. Finally, the flames abnormally formed a pillar around his body and continually burned until a burnt skeleton fell on the ground. The boy collapsed to the ground after him.

"Why did you do? Why? Why won't you just leave them alone?" the boy asked.

"Why do you care for them so much? You're not one of them, you are apart of me, whether you like it or not. Now, Kanaku, you shall come with me and claim your destiny," Naraku commanded.

"My father… I could never be you… I could NEVER BE YOU!" Kanaku screamed.

The boy stands to his feet as he gathers mysterious energy from around him and creates a giant orb that grows larger and larger until it consumes the entire village. In the middle of the attack, Naraku vanished. Kanaku collapsed from not having enough energy to support him. He blacked out for what seemed like days.

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The mysterious boy, Kanaku, was still unconscious. Somewhere inside of himself, he was still awake, trying to move his body around, so he could go find Naraku, the person that considered himself Kanaku's father. Kanaku wanted nothing to do with him, knowing that Naraku was an evil demon. Those evil purple eyes, that demonic spider tattoo on his back, and of course that wicked laugh were only a few things that made Kanaku pray that what Naraku said was a lie. Kanaku couldn't be his father...could he?

A big stick poked Kanaku's back. He was surprised that he could feel it, but he felt it none the less and it hurt. Kanaku wanted to jump and see who it was that poked him or at least yell "Ow," but he couldn't do anything at all.

"Master Sesshoumaru, I think it's a dead human. We should just leave it and keep going," the voice advised.

"Hmmm..." Sesshoumaru pondered.

Kanaku was yelling inside himself "no, no, don't leave me." He wanted to burst into tears and beg for his life. Just when he thought that it couldn't get any worse, he felt a feint kick to his gut.

(Hey you idiots, watch what you're doing)

"No, Rin. Leave it alone," said Sesshoumaru.

(It? I'll show you what an it is, just you wait!)

Sesshoumaru bent down to pick up Kanaku's body. The instant he touched it, Kanaku got a strange feeling in his body. He felt energy returning to him and he began to be able to move his fingers.

"Master Sesshoumaru, did you see that? The little human moved its finger," the henchmen muttered.

"That's weird. All I did was touch him to pick him up," Sesshoumaru replied.

"Th-thank you," Kanaku mumbled.

He stood to his feet and looked at those who had rescued him. The shortest one was a green demon with brown clothes on. He held a brown staff with four faces on it, each with a different expression. The sniveling voice belonged to him. The tallest one had long silver hair and wore white clothes with red designs. His shoulder pads were made of fur. Kanaku could tell that this one was Sesshoumaru. He looked next to him at the little girl in purple. He figured that she was Rin.

"Sesshoumaru, right? My name's Kanaku, and I thank you for your help," the boy told them.

"Kanaku, eh? What is a human like you doing here. This village is in ruins and here you are asleep on the ground. Do mind telling me what happened? I wouldn't mind testing my new sword out on some powerful demons," replied Sesshoumaru.

"Naraku..." he answered bitterly. "Naraku, that is all that I remember, amnesia I guess. I suppose that he is the demon that did this."

Kanaku was obviously lying. Sesshoumaru was a wise and crafty demon and knew that if the boy had amnesia, he wouldn't have remembered his name.

"What a conscidence, that's the same-" Jigen started to say.

Sesshoumaru kicked his little imp over before he could finish his sentence.

"I bet you wish to avenge the family you had in this village. You may accompany us until we come across Naraku. While we are on this journey, I will teach you how to fight and hunt, that way you can make yourself useful," Sesshoumaru offered.

"Thank you, Sesshoumaru. You're too kind," he thanked.

"Now we have two humans journeying with us Master Sesshoumaru. Well never find your wretched brother at this rate. I think your starting to go soft on my Master," Jigen murmured.

Sesshoumaru whacked the imp with one of his yellow energy whips. He started walking forward and the rest of them followed.

(Soon, Naraku...soon...)

Two eyes watched Sesshoumaru and Kanaku closely. Once the group left the village, those eyes followed.