Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters that you may recognize. I do own Angela, Nari, Honsu, and Dramin. And any other Elves.

DEFINITIONS:

Ojiisan: Grandfather

Obaasan: Grandmother

Youkai: demon

Inuyoukai: Dog demon

Jaki: dark spirit or aura

Taiyoukai: God demon

Konnichiwa: Good day

Miko: Shrine maiden

Oden: Japanese food (Kagome's favorite.)

Elven Rain.

Chapter 1: Dark blood of an Elf

Extinct. Their kind was to be gone and dead more than twelve hundred years ago when reign over the lands were won by the youkai. Yet her father and mother found one another and courted bringing one of very few three forth blooded elvish children into the 21st century. She was a gift, but her father's blood ruled over her body with an evil shroud.

He was full blooded unlike her half blooded mother who was born from a human priestess. Her only grandfather was a full blooded Forest elf and was nothing like her father. His race lived by the light powers of the world. Her father's race was chaotic and evil but in recent time he had learned to hide what he truly was, a Dark Elf.

The mixing of the two had an unpleasant outcome. She was kindhearted no doubt like her mother but her temper when riled would change her both hair and eye color. Still that was only the fine edge of what would happen to her. She would have wild rages unable to control her darker blood as it ripped through her veins.

Due to the wild rages she was home schooled and that was the only way her father would have it. She was fine with that but that was until her seventeenth birthday.

"Mom I am going to go sit in the garden for awhile, call me if you need me." She said landing gracefully from the landing into the kitchen with a slight thump, before running out the back door.

Their house was no larger than a fair sized Victorian in the middle of Japan but still lost in what little foliage there was left on the small country. The grounds were much larger with three gardens and a few recreational areas for her to physical needs. Her favorite place to be was the lily pond on the far east side of the estate.

She sat there drawing a few lilies floating near the lily pads that bobbed under them. Her father had shown her how to harness the abilities most elves have. They were the first race to indulge in the arts and language. Youkai had nothing against them until the four Taiyoukai came along looking for power.

He was gone now his long life ended after he knew he had given the only offspring he could give. He was an old elf fighting to keep his kind from being no more. He was in the final war but his fight stood with the Inuyoukai whom had killed his only other child; a son of pure Dark Elven blood.

Her thoughts were always on how her brother acted and if he was a strong warrior. She was her father's last attempt on keeping his race alive but she knew he loved her, not because he gave her all she wanted but because he gave her the amulet to his heart so her blood would stay at bay when he was gone.

Her thoughts were ended when she heard her mother call, "Angelina, lets go we are going to see your grandmother." She packed up her pencils and drawing book and followed her mothers scent. Her scent was amazing like a mother's should and smelled like the mornings dew.

Angelina followed her scent all the way into the garage where her mother had packed the car full of suitcases. She caught their scent but no where on them did she find he mothers scent it was all her own scent. Her scent was so different from her mothers and smelled like cinnamon and ginger which was a spicy scent. She looked to her mother with question in her gaze. "Angie you'll be staying with your grandparents for some time while I do some research on your father's blood."

She only nodded her head in response and climbed into the car as her mother did. They drove for about an hour with only the radio breaking the silence when she spoke. "How long?"

Her mother kept her eyes on the road not looking at her bluntly answering her daughter, "About a year."

They talked about a few less important topics like how she would respect her miko grandmother no matter how weird her stories got and how she would not drive her full blooded grandfather up a wall with questions, as she had done he father many a time.

She knew they were there without looking when she could hear he grams voice and smell her gramps scent which consisted of only the smell of pine needles. Neither of them looked to be any older than 30 but she knew better. Gramps was over 500 years in age and gram was 67.

She got out of the car greeting her grandfather first. "Konnichiwa, Ojiisan." He wrapped his arms around her taking in the spicy air around her knowing she was the only person he knew that had such a unique scent. His daughter had chosen a proper mate but he still felt a tinge of disgust for the Dark Elves. He released his arms allowing her to embrace his mate next. Their scents were somewhat alike, both spicy, but hers was so much different.

He listened to her squeak out, "Obaasan, Kagome." He knew they were both miko; he was sure his wife knew and Angelina had no idea at all. He grabbed her bags and started up the steps to the Higurashi Shrine. He heard his wife and grandchild say their goodbyes and begin their trip up to the house behind him. He was happy they made it a quick goodbye before Nari his daughter left.

He took her bags straight to Nari's old room. Kagome had the same room not to long ago it was a tradition for them to have that room. When Nari was young he was forced to paint the room a warm baby blue but when he refinished the room for Angie he decided to paint it in a dark blue with white lilies for a border. Angie was young when he had done that but he knew she loved it still. He was pulled from his thoughts when the aroma of cinnamon and ginger filled the room. 'Angie.' He thought.

"Ojiisan, I am going to go explore around the shrine. Is there anywhere I shouldn't go? Obaasan told me to keep out of the well house and I don't think it would hurt for me to take a peek."

He shifted his eyes onto her form in the doorway and thought for a moment. He had been in the well house more than once and nothing caused him any reason to tell her no. "Go ahead and look around anywhere you want, Kagome is just fooling with you. Take your drawing tools, a sweater and a few snacks. I get the feeling you'll be out all night drawing that god tree. I know how its draws your interest."

He rubbed her shoulder on the way out. He was going to enjoy having another Elf in the house. She was a plus because he was like her when he was young. He went down to the kitchen and packed her a lunch-dinner and waited for her to retrieve it.

Angie pulled out her art bag and opened it. It had everything you could name that dealt with drawing or painting a portrait in it. Paints, drawing pens, and pencils many drawing pads, and an easel. She grabbed three drawing pencils one drawing pad and a sharpener. She took in the scent of the house as she dashed down the stairs past her grandmother and into the kitchen where her grandfather handed her a backpack. She smelled it, there was oden, and fried rice plus the scent of wood probably chopsticks and something, no two metallic smelling objects. It was great to have the senses of an elf but on other days it was painful.

"Arigato, gramps." she yelled quickly shutting the door before he could point out her disrespect. He just rolled his light blue eyes at her instead; she deserved to be a normal teen and not a prisoner. He watched her hug the god tree before disappearing behind one of the many buildings. That was his Angie no doubt, and he knew her father's blood had no effect on her as long as she wore that amulet. The dirty Dark Elf had done one thing right before he died but none the less he had raised her to hate youkai and not all of them were enemies to their race.

"Wow I love this shrine. Grams aura is all around it. I can't believe she protects this whole shrine with her miko power mom told me about. Hmmm… the air is so much fresher here because of it." Angie said to herself as she rounded the well houses corner and just as she did she felt it. A slow pull was dragging her toward a scent, an arid scent of a youkai in heat. She tried to pull her senses together but it did no good it was calling to her. By name. 'Angelina, come back to where you belong, come my child.'

She knew the voice but couldn't understand how it was her father if it was a youkai's scent. The door slid open as she crept closer unaware of the true creature calling her. It was her father indeed but his scent was so weak to her senses. She followed it ignoring the strong jaki and just as she took her foot off the final step it pulled her in, a blue and purple colored energy.

The world was gone from beneath her feet for what felt to be only seconds but she would wish it lasted longer. Her feet hit the dirt bottom and she looked up above her to see sunlight breaking down through the hole. She was scared about what was at the top but something in the air calmed her in almost an instant. "Dad." She whispered, agilely crawling up and out of the well.

There were trees all over and she knew she wasn't at the shrine any longer. The smells and sounds around her were all alien. No cars engines, or trains horns blowing, no industrial pollution around her, but that was not the only alien thing she could smell them all of them. The dirty lowly youkai all around her and her dads scent was close, so she began to run to him.

"Dad, Dad, where are you?" She was so close to him she could almost taste his peppery scent he was one of a kind and she wasn't going to let him slip away from her not now. He hadn't been with her long enough so this was her second chance. "DAD!" she screamed as she felt a cool chill up her spine.

"You dare to trespass in my lands you dirty Elf?" a cold voice bit followed by a low growl. She could feel the hairs on her neck stand like a cats would in defense. 'Dirty elf, you are the dirty one.' She thought turning toward the youkai behind her.

She could feel the dark blood in her boil and the amulet began to glow a dark eerie magenta as it did she was able to hold her temper in place. "Dirty Elf, you are one to speak. My kind taught your kind all you know and you are nothing more than a dog that can stand on its hind legs."

The comment caused a growl to sound from deep inside the Inuyoukai she could smell in front of her. His blood clearly at its highest peak in this season. He was the dirty youkai in heat that she smelled in the well house but than if he were here her father was still near by. She brushed his scent to the side fighting to keep her fathers at the top so she could find him but it was ended when the youkai presented himself from the shadows.

He stood at least a head taller than her and he was twice her size, but what made her take a second look was the mere fact that he was beautiful, no amazingly hansom. Not like her father had told her. He had claimed they looked like dogs but were much larger as in the size of an office building but he must have been wrong this one looked more human than anything. His hair was long and platinum silver and his face a pale tan with two slash marking on both sides of his face and a crescent moon beneath his bangs. 'Amazing' she thought. "Your kind fell from power centuries ago my kind reigns now." He growled in a calm yet dangerously low tone.

He pulled a sword from its sheath ready to attack when a smaller youkai and definitely weaker one ran out from behind a bush. "Milord, I couldn't subdue that dirty Dark Elf he was to strong your rosary had no effect. I am sorry Sesshoumaru-sama." He backed away finally noticing her fragile body slightly trembling from his lords jaki. "This one will be good enough, will she not milord?" He asked pointing a staff at her.

Her arms began to tighten fearing for her life but fearing more she would not find her father. The tightening turned to pain quickly as she felt something ripping open the flesh on the underside of her wrists. She couldn't stop what ever it was but it came rapidly blood spattering all around her. "Father, give me strength she pleaded as she watched two katanas glowing red slide through the openings in her wrists. They were light as she held them in her hands and pulled them to her front for protection from any attacks the two youkai may unleash upon her.

The smaller youkai quickly jumped behind the other muttering incoherent words but she knew what he said. 'I'm no witch.' She thought catching her fathers scent just in time to see him join by her side. "These guys cramping your style." he asked his wrists also releasing two blades as well.

She nodded keeping her eyes on her targets. "This Sesshoumaru does not wish to fight. All I was trying to do was make a truce to have you fight along side me against a raising power."

Angie rolled her eyes ignoring him before asking a question she would regret. "Father is it wise to join with the enemy?" The youkai growled at this.

He had smelled their similarities but he also could smell that the male had a mate but the girl stench was not the same as the stench he assumed to be the males mate. "No, my child we will not ally with this menace, come." With that said the older elf gripped the female and they disappeared.

Sesshoumaru growled making the small form behind him shriek. "Milord, I thought you just wanted them to put barriers up not to fight along side us. They are lowly and undeserving."

The youkai looked down on his servant giving him a small smile. "No Jakken they will fight Naraku along side us because it is their calling to restore the peace in this land and that girl I believe she is the miko Bokusenou said would come from the well."

He began to think what the old tree had said, 'She will be a fair height and have dark hair that shines blood red highlights in the light, she is beautiful and no demoness will compare, but you will not need that information because she will always hate our kind. She will kill that hanyou with one slash from her soul blade, but this is where you come in. You must teach her how to draw the blade from her shoulder. It will be a long curved blade with a dim blue hue about it. Do not take that blade lightly it has ninety times the power of your fathers tetsusaiga, and far more hard to release from its sleeping state.' He kept it at mind as he walked back into the shadows of Inuyasha forest. She would return the next day for her belongs that he could smell near the well.

That's it for the first Chapter I need reviews to go on and ask questions I have the feeling this is new ground in Inuyasha fiction. Tell me what you thought. Oh and I would love questions to be asked. Really. REVIEW NOW.