(This story was co-written by Suzuka Akira and Ayane Omorimoto)
A green field lay under Ayane's feet. She had never seen this place before. A strange well sat in the middle. No water was in it.
Ayane slowly approached it, her fox ears twitching and taking in the sounds around her. She looked quickly inside and saw there was nothing. A little disappointed, she took a seat on the edge of the well and opened her hand. In it was a small necklace with a shining green jewel attached to it. She chuckled and dangled the necklace and swung it in a circle, humming a song to herself.
"LaLaLa, pretty little gem, you were so easy to snatch!"
The jewel spun more, only one of its sides glowed.
"You will show me the way to the Shikon jewel!"
Her happiness was soon cut off when she heard an echoing roar in the distance.
"Naraku?!" Ayane gasped, "How- "
She stood suddenly and mumbled, clapping her hands together. An invisible wind swept from her head to her toes and a yelp sounded from the tip of her tail.
"Fiend!" she yelled, throwing a dagger and impaling Naraku's spy to the stone of the well.
The trees rustled behind her and a large demon that resembled a big, muddy centipede emerged. As Ayane turned, it shot out a scale and it hit her in the right thigh.
Ayane screamed in pain as the scale penetrated into her leg. She drew her two scimitars and threw them, beheading the demon and slicing its body in two.
The demon fell to the grass and withered away to dust and Ayane looked down at her injury. The funny thing was, it wasn't there. There was no wound in her thigh. No blood, no bone, not even a scar. All that was on her leg was a deep red mark, throbbing. The pain was excruciating. She tore off both of her sleeves and tied them around her leg, gathered her weapons and then limped off into the forest; the green gem still glowing in her palm.