Guardian Demon by Outlaw024
Author's notes: Holy shit, you guys actually like this story? Well, the six of you that have reviewed have liked it. I'm optimistic, so I can say that it's better to have a few readers who like the story rather then a lot of readers who hate it. Ok, Alrasha (sorry if I misspelled it) pointed out that I'm not descriptive enough. I have two reasons: 1) I'm so focused on the plot of the story that I sometimes neglect other elements, such as describing stuff. 2) If I were to focus too much on the details, the story wouldn't as interesting (if it even is) and you would be bored. Plus, I like to give a few details and then let the reader envision the surrounding environment. Ok, and I'm lazy too. In this chapter I'm finally going to have flashbacks and explain InuYasha's past. However, this will give the entire story, yet. Now, in the beginning I'm going to try a dramatic, 'man alone with his thoughts' feeling. It might sound awkward and be written awkwardly, but that is because I suck at writing drama. Well, I suck at writing in general, but I suck the most at drama. And an unexpected character will appear.
Thursday 0200 Hours
All of the world was asleep right now except for InuYasha. The cold darkness of night surrounded him except for the dim light above the kitchen table. An unopened bottle of rum was the only other person in the room. He needed its help; he needed to forget the memories that would never go away.
Two years ago
A group of police cars were parked outside of the apartment complex; the blue and red of the their siren lights gave an ominous chill in the night air. A few police officers stood outside to keep a group of curious onlookers at bay. InuYasha sprinted past the yellow warning tape and bolted inside the building. He didn't want to believe it; he wanted it to all be just a bad dream. He ran up the stairs and to his apartment, passing police officers as he went. He didn't even show his badge to the guard at the door, he just shoved his way in. The apartment was a disaster. The tables and chairs were knocked over, plates were smashed, and the door had been torn off of its hinges. InuYasha ran through the rooms looking for her. 6
"KIKYO!" he shouted, "WHERE ARE YOU! KIKYO!" He fell to his knees and began to cry.
Present Day
Two glasses sat on the table in front of InuYasha. A bony hand reached out for a glass and began to sip from it. Death always enjoyed rum.
"You can't tell me if she's dead?" InuYasha asked with his face buried in his hands.
"Listen, I've told you a million times," Death put down the glass and stared at InuYasha; or at least the black, hollow hood stared at him, "I can't tell you anything. That's not my rule, the Big Man Upstairs makes them. I'm sorry. Now the way I see it, you should hold on to Kagome. You haven't been in love with anyone for two years and then BAM! Your true love is right in front of you."
"I love Kikyo." InuYasha replied as he took his face out of his hands.
"You LOVED Kikyo. She's gone and you can't let the past haunt you. You need to move on or you'll never be happy again. Trust me, I know a lot more than you think." Death took another sip from his glass.
"But you never tell me anything." InuYasha was getting angry.
"I do tell you a lot. I can never tell you about Kikyo, but that's not what matters. Right now I'm telling you that true love is right the fuck in front of you. Take it while you can."
"You're just an evil angel. What do you know about love?"
"I've already told you, I'm not evil, the people who kill are. I take souls to Heaven and Hell. If I didn't then there would be millions of wandering souls who would never be at rest. I'm not the one doing the killing. I'm helping the souls. Now I'm helping you. You're the first mortal who I ever liked and when I talked to you, you weren't afraid. No other living person realized that you had to be dead for me to take them away. You realized that. And that's why I like talking to you. But now you have a decision: let the memories of Kikyo haunt you forever and let alcohol temporarily erase your memory over and over, or you can move on and love Kagome. What'll it be?" With that, Death finished his rum and began to fade away in a black mist.
InuYasha sat in silence for a few minutes. Then he stood up and put the two glasses into the sink. Death's glass still had a little rum in it; the other one was still dry.
End of Chapter 5
That was really, really short but I wanted to post just that scene. It's a turning point in the story so I figured it deserved it's own chapter. Yes, I was implying that InuYasha is a bit of an alcoholic. Did you like the whole Death thing? He'll be back in another chapter(s?). Well, next chapter will be up some time within the next two weeks. The next chapter will be a full flash back explaining EVERYTHING. This chapter was just a lil' sampler. Bye!
Author's notes: Holy shit, you guys actually like this story? Well, the six of you that have reviewed have liked it. I'm optimistic, so I can say that it's better to have a few readers who like the story rather then a lot of readers who hate it. Ok, Alrasha (sorry if I misspelled it) pointed out that I'm not descriptive enough. I have two reasons: 1) I'm so focused on the plot of the story that I sometimes neglect other elements, such as describing stuff. 2) If I were to focus too much on the details, the story wouldn't as interesting (if it even is) and you would be bored. Plus, I like to give a few details and then let the reader envision the surrounding environment. Ok, and I'm lazy too. In this chapter I'm finally going to have flashbacks and explain InuYasha's past. However, this will give the entire story, yet. Now, in the beginning I'm going to try a dramatic, 'man alone with his thoughts' feeling. It might sound awkward and be written awkwardly, but that is because I suck at writing drama. Well, I suck at writing in general, but I suck the most at drama. And an unexpected character will appear.
Thursday 0200 Hours
All of the world was asleep right now except for InuYasha. The cold darkness of night surrounded him except for the dim light above the kitchen table. An unopened bottle of rum was the only other person in the room. He needed its help; he needed to forget the memories that would never go away.
Two years ago
A group of police cars were parked outside of the apartment complex; the blue and red of the their siren lights gave an ominous chill in the night air. A few police officers stood outside to keep a group of curious onlookers at bay. InuYasha sprinted past the yellow warning tape and bolted inside the building. He didn't want to believe it; he wanted it to all be just a bad dream. He ran up the stairs and to his apartment, passing police officers as he went. He didn't even show his badge to the guard at the door, he just shoved his way in. The apartment was a disaster. The tables and chairs were knocked over, plates were smashed, and the door had been torn off of its hinges. InuYasha ran through the rooms looking for her. 6
"KIKYO!" he shouted, "WHERE ARE YOU! KIKYO!" He fell to his knees and began to cry.
Present Day
Two glasses sat on the table in front of InuYasha. A bony hand reached out for a glass and began to sip from it. Death always enjoyed rum.
"You can't tell me if she's dead?" InuYasha asked with his face buried in his hands.
"Listen, I've told you a million times," Death put down the glass and stared at InuYasha; or at least the black, hollow hood stared at him, "I can't tell you anything. That's not my rule, the Big Man Upstairs makes them. I'm sorry. Now the way I see it, you should hold on to Kagome. You haven't been in love with anyone for two years and then BAM! Your true love is right in front of you."
"I love Kikyo." InuYasha replied as he took his face out of his hands.
"You LOVED Kikyo. She's gone and you can't let the past haunt you. You need to move on or you'll never be happy again. Trust me, I know a lot more than you think." Death took another sip from his glass.
"But you never tell me anything." InuYasha was getting angry.
"I do tell you a lot. I can never tell you about Kikyo, but that's not what matters. Right now I'm telling you that true love is right the fuck in front of you. Take it while you can."
"You're just an evil angel. What do you know about love?"
"I've already told you, I'm not evil, the people who kill are. I take souls to Heaven and Hell. If I didn't then there would be millions of wandering souls who would never be at rest. I'm not the one doing the killing. I'm helping the souls. Now I'm helping you. You're the first mortal who I ever liked and when I talked to you, you weren't afraid. No other living person realized that you had to be dead for me to take them away. You realized that. And that's why I like talking to you. But now you have a decision: let the memories of Kikyo haunt you forever and let alcohol temporarily erase your memory over and over, or you can move on and love Kagome. What'll it be?" With that, Death finished his rum and began to fade away in a black mist.
InuYasha sat in silence for a few minutes. Then he stood up and put the two glasses into the sink. Death's glass still had a little rum in it; the other one was still dry.
End of Chapter 5
That was really, really short but I wanted to post just that scene. It's a turning point in the story so I figured it deserved it's own chapter. Yes, I was implying that InuYasha is a bit of an alcoholic. Did you like the whole Death thing? He'll be back in another chapter(s?). Well, next chapter will be up some time within the next two weeks. The next chapter will be a full flash back explaining EVERYTHING. This chapter was just a lil' sampler. Bye!