DISCLAIMER: I don't own Inuyasha. I just like to mess with the characters minds. No suing.

Hello. Remember me, course you don't *grins* No seriously, this is my second chapter fic. And I will tell you now every chapter to this story is finished. I have them all done, The only thing I really have to fix is some editing and stuff like that. But I've written, rewritten, and am now posting this fic. I'll be honest, I'm not at all good on updates, even though I have it done. But so you know I will try and post every week. If I don't I give you full permission to make me update. But I'll give you a hint, check out my friend Theoretically Metephorical and it's likely the update may be up much quicker.*evil giggles*

Hmm, so you know this is Alternate Reality, so some of the situations are the same but the main plot has been changed. Right, well, I have to go get ready for church. *we're having back to school blitz night, we have to dress up as different characters, today it's 70's and 80's night! GO TEAM 2! WHO WHO WHO!*

A Silver Heart

Prologue (Part 1/12)

By Wyltk

The girl whimpered as she stumbled painfully away from the corpse. Pain echoed in every corner of her body as she struggled to go on, knowing she had to make it to someone. Someone who could help her.

A small stream of smoke flowed into the sky and she recoiled from it for a mere second before she changed directions and started towards it. A house, it had to be a house. Moaning she managed to make it to the small clearing. A hill started just a few feet away from her. Except it wasn't a hill or she didn't think it was one, it had a door in it and a chimney coming from the top.

Exhausted, she collapsed to the ground on all fours. She made one meager effort to continue on her hands and knees before lying still. One last glance to the house left the impression that something powerful was coming towards her. The tingling at the back of her mind grew until she could not longer think and then there was nothing.

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"Ikatsui, is everything alright?" the short women looked out from the small door in the hill clinging to the frame, ready should she have to step back quickly. Her mate looked up at her in worry moving to hide her view of something. She narrowed her eyes at him almost imperceptibly.

"Yasaon'a! You should be inside." His voice barked the command and she moved her hands off the frame to start towards him, one hand resting on her swollen stomach protectively.

"Ikatsui, don't you take that tone with me. I'll do as I please and you won't stop me." She softened the blow by nuzzling against his shoulder as she passed him on her way towards the girl.

"Yasaon'a, please. I need to kill her she's very badly injured she probably won't make it through the night. Just go back to the house."

It was too late Yasaon'a had already knelt down in the snow next to the girl and turned her onto her back, gasping at the extent of her wounds. She smoothed the girls hair back from her face and sighed thankfully when she heard the girl breathing, if a bit shallowly.

"You smell the blood on her? A centipede woman about a mile away from here."

"How did she get the burns though?" Yasaon'a wondered quietly.

"I know not. But the centipede woman was killed by her Miko powers."

"A Miko that powerful hasn't been seen since Lady Kikyo began to strike fear in the demons of Inuyasha's forest."

"That's just another reason to kill her!"

"You're not killing the girl!"

"Yasaon'a…" He took her hands in his and she glared.

"Don't try me, Ikatsui. You've gotten me pregnant, now humor me."

"But Yasaon'a…"

"I'll carry her myself if you don't." her voice softened as she looked into his eyes, "Besides, Ikatsui, she's naught but a child."

He sighed and slowly nodded his head in consent. Yasaon'a smiled and kissed his cheek lovingly. "Thank you."

Ikatsui smiled at her and bent down picking the girl up and beginning to carry her to their small home. His wife went before him and readied a corner with furs. He laid her down and looked at her closely as his wife started getting supplies to clean her wounds.

"Mate, look at her neck." he suddenly whispered pointing to her necklace. His wife bustled over and smiled.

"Oh my," with a small, almost shy, smile she touched the young girls necklace, "be well, friend of the demons."

AN: The beginning… *evil laughter* I fondly call this chapter the "burst". I had the ideal set out but no will to write it. One night I sat myself down began to type and the beginning came out like that. After that I knew I had to finish it. And here I am now. So I hope you enjoyed it. And do leave feedback. I need all the help I can get to finish editing everything.

May the speed of the wolf go with you,

Megaera Wyltk