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Sigh...so happy! I already got five reviews on the first day I posted! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you all!

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Normally I wont address reviews (sorry), but this time I shall since they are my first.

MooCow - Actually, quite a LOT of thought is going into this story. I have pages and pages of facts figured out already so I don't contradict myself later and keep the story flowing. Please feel free to let me know if I ever do.

biolightning - Thank you for putting me on your fave page! It's really encouraging.

inuyashas hun - I'm going to try to make them keep their personalities in the series to some degree, but the differences in what problems they've faced in their lives will be a major factor. Either way, Inu's never was very trusting.

Eya Maverx - Well, here you go!

zazolia - Thank you Sooooooo much! I compleetly agree. The easier to read,the more enjoyable it is. My faves are like that, so I try to emulate them.

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Well, this chapter is shorter than the other, but I'm starting to branch out into some dialog and am trying to accustom myself to it.

I know that at first this story is basically repeating the series, but I didn't want to just say "Ok, this and this is different, this and this is the same, so here we start off the journey." That would just skip over too much and wouldn't let you get to know them very well.

Besides, there's still plenty of differences.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

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Oh... and Italics are thoughts.

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Cursing, an irate teenage boy stomped into the living room of his family's shrine house. Damn it! Where the hell is that cat!

"Buyo?" he called out.

Crap, if he didn't find that cat and lock him up in the laundry room before the guys came to pick him up for a night out on the town, they'd torture the poor thing until he could drag them out of the house. His friends never tried to be mean, but holding the cat by the front paws and making him dance or holding him upside down by the back paws to make him handstand, wasn't exactly the nicest way to play.

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Glancing at his watch he let out another stream of profanities. It was already five in the afternoon and he hadn't had a chance to change out of his school uniform yet. Going out to party for your sixteenth birthday in a pair of green pants, matching green jacket, a white dress shirt, and a tie certainly wouldn't get him many girls. Thankfully he was rebel enough that he wore black tennis shoes to school instead of their monumentally uncomfortable standard dress shoes. They'd find him in a girl's uniform with sneakers before he wore those blister machines. The thought of himself in a skirt made him pause for a moment and shudder. Ah hell, I'm going to have that image stuck in my head when I see the girls at school now.

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Growling to himself, a talent that both turned girls on and creped out his opponents in fights, he decided to check outside near the well house. The little bugger seemed to have a fascination with the place lately. As he drew nearer he caught sight of a gap in the front wall where the sliding door was opened a bit.

Groaning to himself he muttered as he entered, "If curiosity doesn't get him one of these days, I will!"

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As he gazed around the dusty, musty, cobweb infested little shed he wondered why this place on the family's shrine grounds above all else was forbidden to trespass on. It's not like anyone's going to fall in that little pit since it was boarded over so well. Besides, even if they did, it's not that far down. He'd asked his Grandma, the keeper of the shrine grounds, all about it once and all he could get out of her was that it was a twenty foot drop and that the well was cursed.

"Cursed to miss spring cleanings that's for sure…", he coughed out as some loose dust came down from the shed's ceiling as he traveled down the steps to the dirt floor below.

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Squinting he peered around the inside of the ill maintained hut for any sign of the troublesome feline. As he stepped near the well, he felt something touch his ankles from behind. Yelping, he jumped forward a little and spun around. Eyes darting left and right, he held himself unconsciously in a fighting stance that had been drilled into him from an early age. Martial arts and defensive training was a tradition in the Tashio family. Glancing down he saw the cause for the scare as well as the reason for being here in the first place. The fat little feline blinked up at him innocently and began to purr.

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"Buyo! You stupid little critter! You almost gave me a heart attack!" he almost yelled, his heart still beating a million miles a minute.

Said feline merely "Mwrow" ed up at him clueless.

"Sigh, well, let's get you someplace safe before the guys get here and 'accidentally' turn you into a Manx or something from pulling your tail."

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During his little rant to the cat, the teen happened to be facing away from the supposed to be sealed well. Supposed to be, but an eerie light had begun to shine between the boards nailed atop it. Being involved in venting his fear turned irritation, the youth didn't notice as the old, paper seals stuck all over it began to disintegrate and slide off it. Didn't notice as energy built within the sacred well and seeped through the slats of boards. Just as he noticed that there was a little more light within the windowless shed than could be explained from the open door, something bust through the boards and out of the well! He spun, dropping the recently snatched up Buyo, as tentacles of light grabbed him and pulled him past the lip of the square wooden rim!

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For a moment, he was shocked enough not to resist as he floated in an eerie blue-pink light, but then his training kicked in and he lashed out at the being that held him from behind. The creatures multiple limbs loosened enough for him to pull free and spin around and… his jaw dropped. What could only be described as a demon from his Grandma's legends floated there before him, or rather most of one. As he watched; the thing was growing flesh over obviously old bones, regenerating a long centipede like tail, and reattaching some of the limbs he'd manage to tear off in his struggle to escape its grasp.

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Before he could think about it any more, the thing (still not fully recovered) lunged at him. It clutched at his clothes withher(as it was now revealed to be flesh grew to cover it's chest) multiple arms and opened her shark like mouth to bite at him. Freaking out, all his training went out the window in terror as he helplessly put his hand up to ward away attack. Surprisingly enough, the futile gesture had an unexpected effect. From the palm of his hand a stream of bright blue light poured forth and burned the being's face, causing it to pull away and shriek in pain. As they drifted further apart, the being faded from view along with the light around him and he soon found his feet coming to rest on a packed wooden floor with bits of odd bones scattered around the edges.

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Panting and swallowing, he tried to quiet his panic. As the fear died down and the reality of what had happened to him struck him, he suddenly burst out a line of profanity that, had his father or older brother heard, would have had him grounded for months if not an entire year. I could have died! The stressed adolescent's mind shrieked to him over and over. He could have cursed and freaked out indefinitely if he hadn't been distracted by something moving out of the corner of his eye. Fearing another attack by monster, he whirled around to find…

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Well how's that?

I changed the color of the energy from his hands since he's a guy and I figured it would be irksome for a guys power to be baby "pink". The shade of the blue is a little darker than baby blue though.

I can't remember if the centapede creature and Kagome had dialog in that scene so I left it out. I have't seen the begining episodes in a VERY long time.

I had to choose between Internet and T.V.! Horrors... Sigh, but as you can see, I chose internet. Good thing for all you guys out there who like this.'

I promise to try really hard and get more up soon! C-ya!

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