Hello fellow beings and readers on this wonderful site. I'm a new author and seriously, I've never really liked the stories I wrote you know like back in elementary, short stories? yah well I had thought on this for a long time and I've decided to just start with a prologue. This story, if it gets there I hope for it to be at least 3 installments. Please, I would very much appreciate reviews. No I don't have a clue on pairings and you'll have to see who is who. I love the whole 'leaving the reader aloof' jig. Anyways… kinda chatting to much, on to the literature!

p.s: If anyone is willing to help I am terrible with grammar and what not…please help!

SACRIFICE: SUBCONCIOUS DOOM

Prologue

It was time. It was now or never, do or die. It was the time of reckoning. - her last thoughts

I made this choice: I hear their screaming far away…

The final slip of insanity…has come….for me

My will is nigh…I hear them cursing here my way

They will not stop…until I have finally paid…you see

I've failed. What a maiden of this sacrificial world

She was not very sure why they rang through her mind, or passed her lips. She only knew she was singing. She knew she had made it when they died; but who were they? And who be that person her heart cringed at when nightmares of a death bringing came. The person she was meant to kill had been a spy, one of the enemy, yet she had stopped. This never ending memory played over her. It was then she had created this 'song' when the death blow was haulted by the power of love, in the end all vanished and she sang this song.

It had no title but it held much meaning. She also knew that there was a second verse

It was about the after effects, what happened later.

As she walks on by, her sweet damnation carries on

The beauty, of this fallen angels…wrath

The vortex of her salvation passed

Eventually when mourn is done… will I procede to walk away?

No! I have to get revenge….NO! I will avenge the death!

I swear the freedom of the dead, the damned, the ones I killed!

I promise as I lay here…I am…dead…

Her song. It had no true sound, it all depended on how and when it was sung. It was her thoughts put to musical notation. She realized only too well how it was truly her story. Especially the last verse. It was her role, they all had known, she had been the perfect choice,yet at the same time they had not known. Her target was her 2nd priority yes, but her comrades had been first, and she had left them in the proverbial closet. Hidden from the severity and horror of her TRUE job. Her job, which would seal their victory, her job…well she only remembered two things: The name was S.A.C.R.I.F.I.C.E and she was the … L.A.M.B.

Disclaimer: well so far I haven't really mentioned anything but I will let it be known I do not own inuyasha or the inuyasha characters used in my fic. I do own the song improper and all plus I will always stake claim on what is mine when it appears. Well hope you liked it, please review!