Hey there! I don't have much to say, other than 'I hope more than five
people are gonna read this.' I'm not really sure this idea is going to
appeal to the majority of you out there, but this is my element. Sci-Fi!
I've had this in my head for a while, so I figured, what the hey. I'll give
it a shot. So here we are. Enjoy!
Standard disclaimers apply.
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A bright light shoots across the midnight blue sky, illuminating, for a moment, the small group that lay sleeping. All, but one, in deep, undisturbed sleep.
A boy lies in a tree. Jerking back and forth in his sleep. He moans softly. Then louder. Suddenly, he sits straight up while screaming in terror. Sweat drips down his forehead and glues his crimson kimono to his heaving chest. His hand moves to his face, shaking as it wipes away the water drenching his head.
'Why do I keep having these dreams?' he asks himself. 'And what do they mean?'
He turns to look at the sliver of a moon in the deep blue sky. He thinks he sees something, something hovering over the camp, but he can't be sure. The moon is not bright enough. He blinks, and the disturbance in the sky is gone.
"Damn," he says softly. "It was all real . . .. It all happened."
He slowly pulls his kimono aside, revealing a clean, stitched cut on his stomach . . . . ..
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Shadows in the Moon
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"Inuyasha, what's wrong? You look upset about something."
"Nothing's wrong with me, Kagome," he softly replied. This caused the entire camp to turn simultaneously and ask, also simultaneously, if he was feeling alright. "Yes. I'm fine."
Inuyasha stood, staring into space, and began walking pointlessly to wherever his feet took him. The four behind him stared after him for a while, then looked at each other. All wore puzzled and concerned expressions. Without a word, they gathered their things and quickly followed after him.
The party walked in silence. The kitsune cub tried to spark up a few conversations, but no one was feeling up to it, least of all the hanyou walking ten feet ahead. He wouldn't even acknowledge Shippou when the cub leapt on his head and pulled on his ears.
They remained like that until darkness fell, when Inuyasha suddenly leapt into a nearby tree to stare at the shrinking moon. Shippou aided Miroku with the fire while Kagome and Sango went off to find a hot spring. When they were far enough away to be out of the hanyou's hearing range, Kagome turned to her friend.
"What do you think is wrong with him?" Her thin voice was sodden with concern.
"I'm not sure, Kagome. Have you ever seen him like this?"
"No. Well, when Kikyo was first brought back, he did kinda kept to himself. But he was still himself. He even chased Shippou. But that wasn't near as bad as this. Something's wrong with him. Something really bad is happening. Or going to happen."
"But, what?" Neither had an answer to that, so they continued following a small stream in silence.
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'What do they want from me? Why me, anyway? Why not someone else? Why the hell are they doing this in the first place!?' He sighed. Why bother asking. No one's going to answer. He turned back towards camp. Miroku was putting in more firewood before going to sleep. The girls had come back and were already asleep. Shippou was curled up in Kagome's motherly grip.
He smiled. He really did care about Shippou, like he cared about Kagome. But just like with Kagome, he couldn't bring himself to show any form of affection. He sighed again.
He was sleepy. But he didn't even want to nap for even a minute. Inuyasha dreaded going to sleep. That was when it happened. He wouldn't sleep. Not tonight. He could stay awake. He did it on his human nights. But he'd barely slept all week because of the dreams. He felt himself nodding off, slipping into much needed sleep. His heart was engulfed in fear for a moment before he completely fell into another disturbing dream.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dream ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He was staring into a bright light. Silhouettes danced around him, casting shadows upon his shackled body. He saw a shape moving toward him. Just like last time. A soft whirring came from it as it neared his exposed flesh. This time, heading for his skull . . . . ..
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ End Dream ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Inuyasha once again sat straight up while screaming. His head was throbbing. He raised his hand to feel along his forehead. He froze, fingers poised upon his head. An acutely raised line ran across his skull, right beneath his bangs . . . . . ..
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So, what'd ya think? If you guys like it, I'll post a new chapter tomorrow. If not, bye bye to 'Shadows in the Moon.' So, I wanna know what you think. Anything is acceptable. Even flames. So come and review!
Standard disclaimers apply.
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A bright light shoots across the midnight blue sky, illuminating, for a moment, the small group that lay sleeping. All, but one, in deep, undisturbed sleep.
A boy lies in a tree. Jerking back and forth in his sleep. He moans softly. Then louder. Suddenly, he sits straight up while screaming in terror. Sweat drips down his forehead and glues his crimson kimono to his heaving chest. His hand moves to his face, shaking as it wipes away the water drenching his head.
'Why do I keep having these dreams?' he asks himself. 'And what do they mean?'
He turns to look at the sliver of a moon in the deep blue sky. He thinks he sees something, something hovering over the camp, but he can't be sure. The moon is not bright enough. He blinks, and the disturbance in the sky is gone.
"Damn," he says softly. "It was all real . . .. It all happened."
He slowly pulls his kimono aside, revealing a clean, stitched cut on his stomach . . . . ..
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Shadows in the Moon
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"Inuyasha, what's wrong? You look upset about something."
"Nothing's wrong with me, Kagome," he softly replied. This caused the entire camp to turn simultaneously and ask, also simultaneously, if he was feeling alright. "Yes. I'm fine."
Inuyasha stood, staring into space, and began walking pointlessly to wherever his feet took him. The four behind him stared after him for a while, then looked at each other. All wore puzzled and concerned expressions. Without a word, they gathered their things and quickly followed after him.
The party walked in silence. The kitsune cub tried to spark up a few conversations, but no one was feeling up to it, least of all the hanyou walking ten feet ahead. He wouldn't even acknowledge Shippou when the cub leapt on his head and pulled on his ears.
They remained like that until darkness fell, when Inuyasha suddenly leapt into a nearby tree to stare at the shrinking moon. Shippou aided Miroku with the fire while Kagome and Sango went off to find a hot spring. When they were far enough away to be out of the hanyou's hearing range, Kagome turned to her friend.
"What do you think is wrong with him?" Her thin voice was sodden with concern.
"I'm not sure, Kagome. Have you ever seen him like this?"
"No. Well, when Kikyo was first brought back, he did kinda kept to himself. But he was still himself. He even chased Shippou. But that wasn't near as bad as this. Something's wrong with him. Something really bad is happening. Or going to happen."
"But, what?" Neither had an answer to that, so they continued following a small stream in silence.
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'What do they want from me? Why me, anyway? Why not someone else? Why the hell are they doing this in the first place!?' He sighed. Why bother asking. No one's going to answer. He turned back towards camp. Miroku was putting in more firewood before going to sleep. The girls had come back and were already asleep. Shippou was curled up in Kagome's motherly grip.
He smiled. He really did care about Shippou, like he cared about Kagome. But just like with Kagome, he couldn't bring himself to show any form of affection. He sighed again.
He was sleepy. But he didn't even want to nap for even a minute. Inuyasha dreaded going to sleep. That was when it happened. He wouldn't sleep. Not tonight. He could stay awake. He did it on his human nights. But he'd barely slept all week because of the dreams. He felt himself nodding off, slipping into much needed sleep. His heart was engulfed in fear for a moment before he completely fell into another disturbing dream.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dream ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He was staring into a bright light. Silhouettes danced around him, casting shadows upon his shackled body. He saw a shape moving toward him. Just like last time. A soft whirring came from it as it neared his exposed flesh. This time, heading for his skull . . . . ..
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ End Dream ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Inuyasha once again sat straight up while screaming. His head was throbbing. He raised his hand to feel along his forehead. He froze, fingers poised upon his head. An acutely raised line ran across his skull, right beneath his bangs . . . . . ..
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So, what'd ya think? If you guys like it, I'll post a new chapter tomorrow. If not, bye bye to 'Shadows in the Moon.' So, I wanna know what you think. Anything is acceptable. Even flames. So come and review!