Note from Cione: Konnichiwa minna-san!! Oi! My first fic!! I'm so excited!! jumps up and down excessively Sorry, it must have been the coffe I just had...O.o and the fact that it's 2:30 a.m. right now might also ad to my weird state of being...oh well... Anyway, here's the prolouge to my story...I tried out many begginings and this seemed like the best one...so far...please tell me what you think, ok? Oh, and I promise that the story will get better as it goes along...I just hate beginnings....;; Well, enjoy!

The Magical Desclaimer: (ok, I"m not magical, I just sparkle.) Cione wishes she was lucky enough to own Inu Yasha, but she does not. It was not her awesome imagination that created it...however it was her--er-- interesting imagination that created this piece of work, of which she hopes you enjoy...So lawyers...don't hurt me!!!

The Battle of Hidden Fears--Prolouge

"So, you both wish for the Shikon jewel, am I not correct?" Naraku asked in his eerie low voice, his question directed at two young demons, a boy and a girl.

"Yes, lord Naraku." The boy demon said in a fierce, yet humble voice. He was tall and blonde with pointed sprite-like ears. His body was that of a well built eighteen year old mortal but displayed plenty of scars no human could ever withstand receiving-- all of which could be seen in the areas his kimono did not cover. His eyes were a burning red and appeared to be almost on fire in the light of the castle's torches... "I am the illusionist demon Keisei. My sister Meimu and I wish to obtain the jewel to become all powerful, full-fledged demons. So, to become so, we seek the Shikon jewel."

"Determined...good. That fire in you might just serve me yet." Naraku said deeply, watching a moth dance by the torch flames, burn, and then disintegrate. He looked back to the two half demons kneeling before him. "You do realize that I will not give it to you freely....Everything has its price..."

This time the girl demon tried to speak, her green eyes flaring like her brother's with the exact same fire and beauty. "Brother, I don't think--!!" Meimu's words were cut short as Keisei's arm flew out in front of her, signaling her to become quiet. She Bit her lip, bowing her head in anger and allowing her long blue hair to fall in front of her face to block her expression. Her body was not scared like her brothers, but rather, it resembled a healthy sixteen year old mortal girl's body.

"My sister and I will do anything you ask for that jewel." Keisei growled sternly, "We will stop at nothing to have our dream come true."

"Then I think we can have something arranged...You said you were illusionist demons, no?" Naraku said slyly.

"Yes. Both my sister and I are skilled in the art of illusionary." Keisei replied.

"Excellent. I think I have the perfect job for you yet..." Naraku stated as he once again drew his attention to the moth collecting torch.