The Welder of BlackFire:
Thorn's Past Life-The Alliance Maker
A girl was walking in a thick groove of woods. Sunlight filtered through the trees, making patterns on the dry earth. She was walking along silently, lost in her own thoughts when her foot sank into the mud. That's strange, she thought, since the rest of the ground was hard and dusty. She pulled her foot out and examined it, no mud grasped at the sneaker's bottom. She place her foot all around the squishy area, but all is normal and no mud clamps to the bottom of her shoe. She got down on her hands and knees and brushed away the leaves that lay there. There was a mirror, but when she picked it up, it did not reflect her image, or any of her surroundings, but a rotting tree stump. And in its rotting middle stood a sword. The hilt of the sword was all that was visible since the sword was sheathed in a dull black case. But the hilt was beautifully made, even she saw this, when swords of such beauty no longer existed but in museums, with a hilt of black (what looked like) scales. In its hilt there was a pink shimmer. A fragment of a shiny jewel. The butt of the hilt there was a blue gem, a sapphire of large proportions that glinted in the sunlight.
She stared into the large square mirror, and reached out unconsciously in her daze. The girl's hand went straight through the glass, and appeared on the other side of it, so she saw her hand on the side the sword was. She brought her hand back quickly at first, with curiosity. Then, with more courage, thrust her hand back in, and removed it slowly. She gave the mirror an uncertain look. She placed it back on the ground and jumped on it, only to appear in the other dimension. She looked around, utterly surprised and shocked. But something caught her eye and made her look up. There was a boy there, and she watched as he reached out to touch the sword. It glowed blue, and the person retreated his hand.
He was dressed in red, with long white locks that fell down his back. But wait a minute, this was amazing! He was not a human. Humans don't have ears that sit at the top of their head like a dog!
*
InuYasha and Kegome had walked into the clearing. Kegome asked Inuyasha why they were here, and he responded that there was a piece of the Shikon Jewel imbedded in the hilt of the sword.
"There's an old saying that goes with the sword. I don't know it, but it talks about the sword being powerful with old magic of a powerful demon. It goes that no demon can touch it, and if you touch it and it glows gold, then it has chosen you to be it welder. But if it glows blue, it refuses you and if you try to take it by force, it will kill you," Inuyasha said.
"Maybe you can touch it, because you're not all demon." Kegome replied, looking curiously at the sword. What Inuyasha had just said reminded her of when they had accumulated the Tetsusaiga.
Inuyasha went up to the sword and touched its sheath lightly. The colors of gold began to glow from its body, but only to be extinguished by smoldering blue flames. Inuyasha backed away.
"We'll come back tomorrow. Maybe it will have changed its mind," InuYasha said, turning, and left. Kegome followed, looking one last time at the sword.
"Hum," she said before turning and following the hanyou from the spot.
The girl was hiding in the shadows and when they left she crept forward carefully, completely awed. The sword seemed to be smoking a bluish hue. She liked the way it looked, and stared at it for a long while. But the sun's shadows were growing long and so she withdrew and found the mirror back to the woods. She was amazed and so picked up the mirror, which still held the image.
She ran up a hill to her house and hid the mirror in her closet, not quite sure what to do with it, but felt as though she needed to keep it, that it made itself just for her.
iI must be going insane/i, she mused.
The next day, she went back to her closet and opened the door. She looked at the mirror, which still held the image of the sword in the stump. After a long time of staring, she put the mirror on the floor and stepped tentatively on it. She again passed into the other world.
She saw the sword, bathed in the early morning streaks of light, and went to it. It seemed to beckon her and she was drawn to its beauty. When she stood before it, she brushed her fingers along its length. It mystified again before shinning a brilliant gold, which blinded the girl and forced her to hold her hand up to shadow her eyes. She refused to close her eyes or look away while it burned in its bright light and it seemed impressed by this feat. Its radiance stopped, and it dropped from its rotten stump, the hilt pointing toward her.
Authors' note: Yes, I know. I had this same thing posted before, but it irked me that I hadn't posted it so that I could get reviews. So I reposted it. Just to let all the newcomers know, this is like the prologue here, just because I'm really into the whole 'building tension' deal. I promise that it'll get better in the future! Now, you'll see in the next chappy why I rated this story pg-13. Right now you're probably thinking 'this isn't so bad, no course language or nuttin' but I say that next chapter I start with the real characters, because I know that these guys are way out of it right now. But as I continue, they'll become more like themselves. Now, did I leave anything out? No, I don't think so..
Disclaimer:
Me: Unfortunately, I don't own Inuyasha, not even a plushy! * fountain tears * I really want a Sesshie plushy too. When he's that cute lil, well big, puppy! Or an Inuyasha one. I wanna pull his ears!!! * grabs Inuyasha, pulling ears *
Inuyasha: hey! That hurts! Cut it out! * rubs now throbbing, red ears *
Me: oh, okay. * pout * meany. Just don't forget that I can use my magic keyboard to turn you into anything! Which includes a dancing monkey! Just because I love the cute little hats they wear.
Inuyasha: * Backs away, looking for escape. Jumps from window *
Me: hey! Come back here! * sigh * oh well. Oh yeah, I was doing the disclaimer wasn't I? Hn. Well I do own Thorn and BlackFire, even if I don't own Inuyasha, so bye-bye suits! * waves to lawyers as they leave in their fancy sport cars *
Thorn's Past Life-The Alliance Maker
A girl was walking in a thick groove of woods. Sunlight filtered through the trees, making patterns on the dry earth. She was walking along silently, lost in her own thoughts when her foot sank into the mud. That's strange, she thought, since the rest of the ground was hard and dusty. She pulled her foot out and examined it, no mud grasped at the sneaker's bottom. She place her foot all around the squishy area, but all is normal and no mud clamps to the bottom of her shoe. She got down on her hands and knees and brushed away the leaves that lay there. There was a mirror, but when she picked it up, it did not reflect her image, or any of her surroundings, but a rotting tree stump. And in its rotting middle stood a sword. The hilt of the sword was all that was visible since the sword was sheathed in a dull black case. But the hilt was beautifully made, even she saw this, when swords of such beauty no longer existed but in museums, with a hilt of black (what looked like) scales. In its hilt there was a pink shimmer. A fragment of a shiny jewel. The butt of the hilt there was a blue gem, a sapphire of large proportions that glinted in the sunlight.
She stared into the large square mirror, and reached out unconsciously in her daze. The girl's hand went straight through the glass, and appeared on the other side of it, so she saw her hand on the side the sword was. She brought her hand back quickly at first, with curiosity. Then, with more courage, thrust her hand back in, and removed it slowly. She gave the mirror an uncertain look. She placed it back on the ground and jumped on it, only to appear in the other dimension. She looked around, utterly surprised and shocked. But something caught her eye and made her look up. There was a boy there, and she watched as he reached out to touch the sword. It glowed blue, and the person retreated his hand.
He was dressed in red, with long white locks that fell down his back. But wait a minute, this was amazing! He was not a human. Humans don't have ears that sit at the top of their head like a dog!
*
InuYasha and Kegome had walked into the clearing. Kegome asked Inuyasha why they were here, and he responded that there was a piece of the Shikon Jewel imbedded in the hilt of the sword.
"There's an old saying that goes with the sword. I don't know it, but it talks about the sword being powerful with old magic of a powerful demon. It goes that no demon can touch it, and if you touch it and it glows gold, then it has chosen you to be it welder. But if it glows blue, it refuses you and if you try to take it by force, it will kill you," Inuyasha said.
"Maybe you can touch it, because you're not all demon." Kegome replied, looking curiously at the sword. What Inuyasha had just said reminded her of when they had accumulated the Tetsusaiga.
Inuyasha went up to the sword and touched its sheath lightly. The colors of gold began to glow from its body, but only to be extinguished by smoldering blue flames. Inuyasha backed away.
"We'll come back tomorrow. Maybe it will have changed its mind," InuYasha said, turning, and left. Kegome followed, looking one last time at the sword.
"Hum," she said before turning and following the hanyou from the spot.
The girl was hiding in the shadows and when they left she crept forward carefully, completely awed. The sword seemed to be smoking a bluish hue. She liked the way it looked, and stared at it for a long while. But the sun's shadows were growing long and so she withdrew and found the mirror back to the woods. She was amazed and so picked up the mirror, which still held the image.
She ran up a hill to her house and hid the mirror in her closet, not quite sure what to do with it, but felt as though she needed to keep it, that it made itself just for her.
iI must be going insane/i, she mused.
The next day, she went back to her closet and opened the door. She looked at the mirror, which still held the image of the sword in the stump. After a long time of staring, she put the mirror on the floor and stepped tentatively on it. She again passed into the other world.
She saw the sword, bathed in the early morning streaks of light, and went to it. It seemed to beckon her and she was drawn to its beauty. When she stood before it, she brushed her fingers along its length. It mystified again before shinning a brilliant gold, which blinded the girl and forced her to hold her hand up to shadow her eyes. She refused to close her eyes or look away while it burned in its bright light and it seemed impressed by this feat. Its radiance stopped, and it dropped from its rotten stump, the hilt pointing toward her.
Authors' note: Yes, I know. I had this same thing posted before, but it irked me that I hadn't posted it so that I could get reviews. So I reposted it. Just to let all the newcomers know, this is like the prologue here, just because I'm really into the whole 'building tension' deal. I promise that it'll get better in the future! Now, you'll see in the next chappy why I rated this story pg-13. Right now you're probably thinking 'this isn't so bad, no course language or nuttin' but I say that next chapter I start with the real characters, because I know that these guys are way out of it right now. But as I continue, they'll become more like themselves. Now, did I leave anything out? No, I don't think so..
Disclaimer:
Me: Unfortunately, I don't own Inuyasha, not even a plushy! * fountain tears * I really want a Sesshie plushy too. When he's that cute lil, well big, puppy! Or an Inuyasha one. I wanna pull his ears!!! * grabs Inuyasha, pulling ears *
Inuyasha: hey! That hurts! Cut it out! * rubs now throbbing, red ears *
Me: oh, okay. * pout * meany. Just don't forget that I can use my magic keyboard to turn you into anything! Which includes a dancing monkey! Just because I love the cute little hats they wear.
Inuyasha: * Backs away, looking for escape. Jumps from window *
Me: hey! Come back here! * sigh * oh well. Oh yeah, I was doing the disclaimer wasn't I? Hn. Well I do own Thorn and BlackFire, even if I don't own Inuyasha, so bye-bye suits! * waves to lawyers as they leave in their fancy sport cars *