Yeah! First part of my jungle book story! Just a prologue, but it's a
start. So, review, tell me what you think, etcetera.
I have no clue how long this story will be, and I have no idea for an end. So, ideas anyone? I will type to chapter five (remember this is the prologue), which I have outlined to. After that, I have no clue for any ideas.
So, on with the story.
THE JUNGLE BOOK: Prologue
Grass parted before his blade as he swung another miss. Growling, he spun to face his opponent to find his brother facing the opponent.
"Come now, Exile," his brother cried almost mockingly. The exile snarled, his sharp teeth flashing. His white hair swung freely to his waist as his golden eyes glared at his enemies with hatred. "Sesshoumaru, my father exiled you! Why do you insist on returning?"
The exile snarled one statement at the brother before attacking again. "Because I will not see what is rightfully mine in the hands of the Heir, Kouga!"
Kouga looked back at him. He still stood where his missed swing had thrown him. "Stay out of this one Inuyasha!"
Inuyasha glared at his brother, Kouga, Heir to the Chiefdom of the Wolf Clan. Slowly, he kneaded the grip of his sword as he unwillingly nodded. He would love to fight, but his older brother's command was law. Inuyasha shook his head and mentally corrected himself. No, he was the adopted brother of Kouga, as Kouga kept on reminding.
Inuyasha glared at his black-haired, blue-eyed older brother as he fought the exile. Sesshoumaru was his name. He was not much older than Inuyasha and that thought made him a little sympathetic.
Sesshoumaru suddenly shouted and abandoned the fight. As soon as Sesshoumaru was gone, Inuyasha could sense it. It was here and had managed to sneak upon them.
"Inuyasha, duck!" Kouga shouted, and Inuyasha willingly obeyed his order. A bolt of black power flashed over his head, scorching his back as the horrible heat flowed over him.
Kouga was suddenly at his side, awe filling his face as Inuyasha, struggling to a more defensible position.
The form that approached them looked like it could have been a child, but the entire body was blackened. The face had been blotted out so much the only recognizable feature was the nose. A small purple orb hovered in front of the form's chest, less than a centimeter from the body.
Kouga's face held as much awe as his face. "The Shikon no Tama!" he exclaimed. The black form held out a hand and the purple orb started to glow. Slowly, more black stuff appeared, rubber-like and reflecting light, and began to take form in the hand.
"The Bearer!" Inuyasha hissed. He had an idea of what was forming in that hand. Slowly, his grip on his sword tightened. "Well, Kouga. This is it. Let's fight this one together, Brother."
Kouga turned cold eyes to him. "Don't call me Brother. We are not brothers." Normally, Inuyasha would have retaliated with the fact of adoption. Now, he decided it was not worth it. He was facing his possible death.
The form clenched the newly formed weapon and swung it experimentally. It paused, as if searching for the young men's weaknesses.
In a heartbeat, the Bearer of the Shikon no Tama attacked, the power of the Shikon making the child-like form a formidable warrior. The two brothers had their hands full as they blocked and parried with all their skill, but somehow, it was not enough.
With a cry, Kouga fell. Inuyasha stopped fighting and ran to check his adopted brother. Kouga slowly sat up, his arms wrapped around a deep wound in his chest. Inuyasha waited just long enough to see his brother was not dead. Turning, his eyes raging, he glared at the Bearer. It stood still, waiting for him to attack. Black fire covered its body. As it noticed him glaring, it smirked, revealing pure white human-like teeth.
Inuyasha was more than angry. He was enraged that this thing could play with them like toys and not show any emotion, not even some tiredness from the fight.
He did not know what happened. The fight with the Bearer had a surreal feel in his memories. He had become enraged so much that he had fought entirely on a rage made drunk on adrenaline. The only finite fact he knew was that he drove the Bearer away and managed to get Kouga back to the clan caves.
The chief was horrified to see his son wounded so horribly, but he patiently listened to Inuyasha's story. As Inuyasha spoke, healers revived Kouga, and he was able to hear the end of the tale.
At the end of the story, Kouga chuckled loudly, drawing attention to him. "Brother, why do you twist a story like that? Especially on a subject so important as this!"
Inuyasha could only gape as his brother declared him a liar before the clan. Suddenly, the chief turned to his son. "Tell me, Kouga, what really happened?" Inuyasha was too disgusted to listen to his brother's lies, so he left the main cave.
"Master Inuyasha," a male human said respectfully, bowing to complete the formal greeting as Inuyasha entered his own cave. "You are back. Do you need anything?"
"I need someone to believe me," Inuyasha snapped at him. The slave smiled.
"I will believe you," he said quietly. A female human slave entered the cave and presented Inuyasha with a tray of food. "Sango, my dear, stay. The master says he needs someone to believe him," the slave called to the woman lovingly.
The girl stayed and smiled quietly. "I will, if I can know what it is I am believing."
Inuyasha returned the soft smile. He did not usually talk to slaves; but then again, he was not usually proclaimed a liar. "You are the two kidnapped foreigners, correct?"
The male nodded sadly, his dark eyes suddenly darker at that thought. The two people were suddenly not so happy. They were broken, beaten, destroyed. "I am Miroku, and this is Sango, Master."
Inuyasha felt a sudden kinship with the two broken people before him. "Please, call me just Inuyasha," he said. The broken look in their eyes lessened some. And in so saying that, he proceeded to tell them his story, and to his relief, they believed him.
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I promise, this is slow now, but soon it should get more interesting. Sorry about how slow and bad this prologue is. It's going to get better. I promise, I promise! So stick on for the ride.
So, check out this story, tell me whatcha think. There's a little button down there that will make me so so so so so so happy if you click it and write on it. That will also bring out the rest of the story. The more you send in, the faster these parts will come out!
Hey, at least I do not demand a certain number of reviews!!
To any adoring fans, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR SUPPORT!!!!
I have no clue how long this story will be, and I have no idea for an end. So, ideas anyone? I will type to chapter five (remember this is the prologue), which I have outlined to. After that, I have no clue for any ideas.
So, on with the story.
THE JUNGLE BOOK: Prologue
Grass parted before his blade as he swung another miss. Growling, he spun to face his opponent to find his brother facing the opponent.
"Come now, Exile," his brother cried almost mockingly. The exile snarled, his sharp teeth flashing. His white hair swung freely to his waist as his golden eyes glared at his enemies with hatred. "Sesshoumaru, my father exiled you! Why do you insist on returning?"
The exile snarled one statement at the brother before attacking again. "Because I will not see what is rightfully mine in the hands of the Heir, Kouga!"
Kouga looked back at him. He still stood where his missed swing had thrown him. "Stay out of this one Inuyasha!"
Inuyasha glared at his brother, Kouga, Heir to the Chiefdom of the Wolf Clan. Slowly, he kneaded the grip of his sword as he unwillingly nodded. He would love to fight, but his older brother's command was law. Inuyasha shook his head and mentally corrected himself. No, he was the adopted brother of Kouga, as Kouga kept on reminding.
Inuyasha glared at his black-haired, blue-eyed older brother as he fought the exile. Sesshoumaru was his name. He was not much older than Inuyasha and that thought made him a little sympathetic.
Sesshoumaru suddenly shouted and abandoned the fight. As soon as Sesshoumaru was gone, Inuyasha could sense it. It was here and had managed to sneak upon them.
"Inuyasha, duck!" Kouga shouted, and Inuyasha willingly obeyed his order. A bolt of black power flashed over his head, scorching his back as the horrible heat flowed over him.
Kouga was suddenly at his side, awe filling his face as Inuyasha, struggling to a more defensible position.
The form that approached them looked like it could have been a child, but the entire body was blackened. The face had been blotted out so much the only recognizable feature was the nose. A small purple orb hovered in front of the form's chest, less than a centimeter from the body.
Kouga's face held as much awe as his face. "The Shikon no Tama!" he exclaimed. The black form held out a hand and the purple orb started to glow. Slowly, more black stuff appeared, rubber-like and reflecting light, and began to take form in the hand.
"The Bearer!" Inuyasha hissed. He had an idea of what was forming in that hand. Slowly, his grip on his sword tightened. "Well, Kouga. This is it. Let's fight this one together, Brother."
Kouga turned cold eyes to him. "Don't call me Brother. We are not brothers." Normally, Inuyasha would have retaliated with the fact of adoption. Now, he decided it was not worth it. He was facing his possible death.
The form clenched the newly formed weapon and swung it experimentally. It paused, as if searching for the young men's weaknesses.
In a heartbeat, the Bearer of the Shikon no Tama attacked, the power of the Shikon making the child-like form a formidable warrior. The two brothers had their hands full as they blocked and parried with all their skill, but somehow, it was not enough.
With a cry, Kouga fell. Inuyasha stopped fighting and ran to check his adopted brother. Kouga slowly sat up, his arms wrapped around a deep wound in his chest. Inuyasha waited just long enough to see his brother was not dead. Turning, his eyes raging, he glared at the Bearer. It stood still, waiting for him to attack. Black fire covered its body. As it noticed him glaring, it smirked, revealing pure white human-like teeth.
Inuyasha was more than angry. He was enraged that this thing could play with them like toys and not show any emotion, not even some tiredness from the fight.
He did not know what happened. The fight with the Bearer had a surreal feel in his memories. He had become enraged so much that he had fought entirely on a rage made drunk on adrenaline. The only finite fact he knew was that he drove the Bearer away and managed to get Kouga back to the clan caves.
The chief was horrified to see his son wounded so horribly, but he patiently listened to Inuyasha's story. As Inuyasha spoke, healers revived Kouga, and he was able to hear the end of the tale.
At the end of the story, Kouga chuckled loudly, drawing attention to him. "Brother, why do you twist a story like that? Especially on a subject so important as this!"
Inuyasha could only gape as his brother declared him a liar before the clan. Suddenly, the chief turned to his son. "Tell me, Kouga, what really happened?" Inuyasha was too disgusted to listen to his brother's lies, so he left the main cave.
"Master Inuyasha," a male human said respectfully, bowing to complete the formal greeting as Inuyasha entered his own cave. "You are back. Do you need anything?"
"I need someone to believe me," Inuyasha snapped at him. The slave smiled.
"I will believe you," he said quietly. A female human slave entered the cave and presented Inuyasha with a tray of food. "Sango, my dear, stay. The master says he needs someone to believe him," the slave called to the woman lovingly.
The girl stayed and smiled quietly. "I will, if I can know what it is I am believing."
Inuyasha returned the soft smile. He did not usually talk to slaves; but then again, he was not usually proclaimed a liar. "You are the two kidnapped foreigners, correct?"
The male nodded sadly, his dark eyes suddenly darker at that thought. The two people were suddenly not so happy. They were broken, beaten, destroyed. "I am Miroku, and this is Sango, Master."
Inuyasha felt a sudden kinship with the two broken people before him. "Please, call me just Inuyasha," he said. The broken look in their eyes lessened some. And in so saying that, he proceeded to tell them his story, and to his relief, they believed him.
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I promise, this is slow now, but soon it should get more interesting. Sorry about how slow and bad this prologue is. It's going to get better. I promise, I promise! So stick on for the ride.
So, check out this story, tell me whatcha think. There's a little button down there that will make me so so so so so so happy if you click it and write on it. That will also bring out the rest of the story. The more you send in, the faster these parts will come out!
Hey, at least I do not demand a certain number of reviews!!
To any adoring fans, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR SUPPORT!!!!