Author: I am still trying to update more to make my reviewers happy. That's what I wan to do. Well my favorite fics other authors write well they're not keeping promises. So I'll do my best. I do not own Inuyasha or characters.

In every generation there is a chosen one to protect and save the defenseless. She is the one

"So, did you hear about Jason and Todd? They're with each other! Can you believe it? I can't! It's just Ewww!" A girl approached her gym locker for deodorant while talking to her friend, Carmina, but when she opened the door a "human" body piled out onto the bare wooden floor. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Both headed for the hills at the sight of the dead. Inspectors arrived after the reported accident. The terrifying news circulated around school about the two boy teens found dead in the locker room.

Outside on a free bench, Kikyo sat eating her homemade tuna sandwich alone for lunch. Rin took particular interest into Kikyo when the last time she met her was at the water fountain where Kagome insulted her on clothes and style. "Is this seat taken?" Kikyo looked up from Rin's standpoint noticing who was there. She shook her head vividly motioning Rin if she wanted her to move. "No I just wanted to know if I could sit here with you?" "Oh, okay." She layed out her lunch on an open space. An apple. Kikyo wondered if that was all she was going to eat so she asked her if she wanted some of her shrimp. "Thanks." "You're welcome. So, do you like it here so far? You know being new and all?" "It's alright I guess I get use to it after about six times." She was astonished at this information Rin was giving her. All the rumors about this girl from southern Japan were lies. About her being another Kagome. "I transferred a lot."

Why am I revealing my secrets to her? She is said to be a nobody, but I feel affection from her. "Hey!" Rin's thoughts were interrupted when Kohaku entered the picture. Taking a seat real close to Rin. "I see you met Kikyo. Do you remember me? Kohaku. Guy you bumped into." "Yes. I remember. The odd one." She grinned. "Yeah." He smiled at her grace.

Kagome strolled at a steady pace toward the group with more than just gossip, "Did you hear about the two gays found in a gym locker? They were just found dead!" Kagome started and never stopped babbling on about the news. Rin was curios to find out what happened. She began questioning Kagome as if she were there. Rin knew she had to do something.

Rin skidded across the tiled floor to the library in search of Sango. When she reached her destination she found Sango reading at her desk. She looked up, "What brought you here?" Rin was in such a hurry to say something she never noticed Sango ignoring her. "Aren't you listening to me? Both bodies had scratch marks not made scratch marks from humans, but demons!" "Quite loud and clear. Yes, is there a problem?" "What is wrong with you I come here to tell you there has been an attack at the school and you're not listening to me? I thought you were my watcher!" Rin was struggling not to choke the being in front of her. Sango stood and made a path toward the back office pulling out large books and references on demonic occurrences.

Little did they know Kohaku was in hiding the whole tome of the conversation thinking to himself. A slayer? Rin a powerful chosen one? My sister her watcher? I have got to tell Kikyo.

"Their, referring to demons, are in hard labor of the harvest. It says to reawaken their leader as in followers." Sango scanned each length of writing on book pages. "Are you talking about Harry Potter?" "Sortive, but not quite the like. In order to reawaken the dead is to have priestess blood." "Where are we going to get a miko at a time like this worthy to donate her blood?" Rin shook her head at the thought. Kikyo? Nah! "Sango I'll check it out with someone. Okay? Bye." Rin exited the area making it out into the school parking lot.