FLAMES Chapter 7: Learning from the Past, an inuyasha fanfic

An Inuyasha Fan-fiction

F.L.A.M.E.S

Chapter Seven:
Learning from the Past

A/N: This chapter starts off with Yasha in the past and moves forwards to the present where the battle lies.

Yasha rubbed her eyes and found herself staring up at her mother, "Kaa-san?" blinking she realized her voice wasn't quite normal. 'What is going on? I sound like I'm… wait why is mother so much taller than me?' She stared up at her mother, her little black and silver ear twitching. "Alayasha, you are such a beautiful little girl. I just don't know…"

Four year old Yasha tipped her head and continued to peer up at her mother who took a seat at the table. A book was open before her, filled with photos of her and many others. "This is your father Yasha, isn't he handsome?" Her mother continued to rattle on, pointing to a picture of her and a young man with light violet eyes that seemed to have a hint of gold to them. Kagome ran her fingers over the guys face and on to his deep black hair. "But isn't?" She began softly trying to get her mother's attention. "Ein my love, I wish I hadn't lost you."

"But mummy, isn't daddy's name Inuyasha?" she asked innocently, forgetting that her mommy had been sick for a while. "No my little angel, Inuyasha is your step-daddy. Go play now I need some rest." Yasha shook her head and ran out of the house only to confront the man from the picture. She fell onto her butt and stared up at him, "Excuse me does a Ms. Kagome Higurashi live here?" Yasha now the age of seven shook her head no staring up at him in awe. "You are quite an adorable little girl, you know you seem very familiar."

"Your Ein aren't you?" She asked softly getting a nod of affirmation in reply. He bent down and presented her with a sword, "This is Black Wings. Take care of it and learn from it, do not fear you have lost it my child for it will always be with you when you need it." She blinked up at him and shook her head, closing her eyes to ride herself of the memory that played over in her mind only to open them again to find her self, now 15 standing in front of a floor length mirror, her reflection that of what she was before she had gone to the 'Strange Land'.

"You are a failure, you are the reason that your parents died." Her reflection or rather the shifter snarled at her, "Look at you; you're half of what I am. I am at least, a half demon you pathetic human." Yasha stepped backwards as her reflection advanced on her. "You're a bastard child; you do know that Kagome only married Inuyasha because he was all that was left after your real father left her."

"That's not true I don't know anything about my mother's past. I can't remember anything about them. I can't remember what they looked like." Yasha stuttered as she glared at the other Yasha, the shifter. "You don't know anything about me at all." She snapped holding her hands out in front of her as if she held a sword. Vaguely remembering her father's words.

The Shifter moved forwards laughing evilly, imitating her letting her claws grow so that they were as long and as sharp as small daggers. "Kuro Tsubasa" Yasha screamed out as the sword began to take shape, what further surprised her is it transformed so that it was much like the Tetsuiaga but different at the same time. Instead of white fur there was black fur with red streaked through it. Off the handle hung three charms, a Silver moon, a red star, and a fang. Etched in the blade of the sword were the words, "I am the Wings of an Angel" in beautiful kanji script.

Yasha looked down at the sword curiously and then pulled it up staggering under its weight a bit. "YOU really think you can lift that? You don't have demon blood anymore." The shifter laughed, pointing it clawed finger at her. In one swift movement it grabbed her and lifted her off the ground as it closed its hand around her neck. Yasha dropped the sword and clawed at her neck trying to get herself some air, "I don't need to look as if I have demon blood, I will always have demon blood." She grabbed the hand that held her as her finger nails returned to her small claws. She clawed at the hand and found her self hitting the floor as the Shifter recoiled back.

Grabbing for the sword Yasha picked it up and slashed at the Shifter, catching it in its side as it turned to go after her. She growled and swung the sword again this time stabbing it through its chest. She shifter screamed as it began to slowly die, it glared at Yasha and shifted to the shape of her father, then her mother and finally Inuyasha. Yasha yanked the sword out of the shifter and sliced off its head swiftly closing her eyes after words before resheathing the sword and hanging it at her side. She was a little beat and tired from lifting the heavy sword over and over. Deep in the back of her mind she knew that it would take time to be able to wield the sword as Inuyasha does.

"No, you were wrong youkai. I am strong, I may have grown up with out my biological father but in the end I learned it doesn't matter what I am just who I am." She turned her back and walked away coughing as smoke began to cloud her vision blinking she cleared it and gasped as she saw her friends and comrades each battling their own fights with the shifters. "Well I learned something at least from that experience." She murmured looking down at the sword that hung at her side.

Authors Note:

I'm sorry for not updating, Last year I had moved out of my parents house and am now living elsewhere. Freedom is nice, but it costs. As that proves my updates have been very sluggish, and I apologize to all my loyal readers. I have not forgotten my stories at all. Its just computer issues that I have now. That and I'm also engaged so thats going to take up some of my time planning for my wedding and what not. ANY ways I am sorry for the delay in the story. Till next time!