The building loomed before him through a haze of chain link fence. It sat there, squat and squalid, yet it did not nearly show all of its potential. From that building, one could enter the maze of sewers that ran beneath the city.

With a slight growl, he climbed the fence, leaping to the bottom. He ignored the gravel that bit into his hand as he steadied himself. He stood up, and strode towards the door.

As he approached, he noticed a gang of three men in front of him. All of them had long hair. Two of them looked like twins, despite one being substantially shorter than the other. The other had on a mask of a handsome man with a small mole on his cheek.

They smiled as they waited for him to approach.

Inuyasha sighed. "You going to let me through?"

This brought from them a small chuckle.

"Not on your life," said the masked one. "I, Musuo, will follow my leader's orders to death."

The twins nodded. "As will we, Jahromaru and Kagaromaru," they said together.

"Fine," snorted Inuyasha. "Then your following days are nearly complete." With that, he whipped out the Tetseiga.

He blinked. "Huh?" he muttered. Then a fist crashed into his cheek, sending him sprawled out on the ground.

He got up again, rubbing his cheek, teeth bared. He looked quickly at the Tetsaiga again. I was right! It's still just a rusty katana! he thought to himself, right before a crushing blow to the stomach. He sucked in air as he fell to his knees, one hand on his chest. He neck snapped back with the force of Shorty's knee slamming into his chin, and a little bled flew from his mouth.

Before he could land, there was the Tall Twin, with an elbow right to the small of his back. The beating from the two carried on for what seemed like an eternity, as they smacked their listless prey back and forth between them. Musuo just watched, wearing a smile under the mask.

Thoughts raced threw Inuyasha's mind as he was being beaten. The predominant one was

Why didn't my sword transform? Why! It did earlier, and it was perfect! The power it radiated. Something must be different…something with…me? No! I'm the same! I just need to use it for Kikyo! Kikyo! Wait…why was it it transformed in the first place? It was when I thought of –

His thought was cut off as a chain wrapped around his neck. He was able to get one hand under the chain before it tightened fully, cutting off his air. However, he was now down one arm, and the other was held at an almost broken position by Shorty.

A chuckle came from behind. "You were being rather boring," whispered Musuo. "So I thought we should grab your attention…"

Inuyasha wasn't really paying attention. His mind had cleared; he knew what he needed to do. He knew how to win.

Mustering all his strength, he flexed his right arm, catching Shorty by surprise. The enemy was thrown away, losing his grip from both the momentum and the blood-slicked UnderArmour. Right after this, Inuyasha backflipped over Musuo, kicking his wrist in midair, causing him to drop the chain.

Clink.

The chain slowly slipped onto the asphalt. Inuyasha stood there, battle-torn and beaten, and smiling. It was not a nice smile. No, not in the least.

"Just holding this, even before it transforms, I seem to grow in strength," he grinned. "Let me show you what happens when it reaches its true form!"

With a fierce blaze, the sword transformed to the thinned out version of the Wolf's Fang. Inuyasha held it with both hands low, so that it almost touched the ground.

The enemies, after a moment's stunned silence, sneered. They each pulled out a weapon…the twins used katanas while Musuo wrapped another chain around his palm, swinging the attached weight in the other hand.

With a primal roar, Inuyasha leapt forward, killing for the first time in his life. He brought the full force of his blade onto Shorty's. It snapped like a twig, giving Shorty only a brief moment to widen his eyes before he was cleaved in half. His dark blood splattered onto his killer's cheek, and dripped from the Tetseiga.

The taller of the two blinked back his shock and raced for Inuyasha. He dodged the downward slash and imbedded his sword in Inuyasha's shoulder. While it was still in, Inuyasha quickly flipped his blade around and stabbed him in the back. He quickly pulled up, through the skull. The body dropped away, leaving only the sword as a reminder that it had been there.

With a wince, Inuyasha grasped the sword and pulled it out with a spurt of blood. He flung it at the rushing Musuo, who smacked it aside with a flick of the chain. The weighted end soared through the air, colliding with Inuyasha's right eye.

He growled, blinded to one side. The chain wrapped around both his sword and wrist. With a roar he pulled back his free hand into a fist before bringing it into Musuo's oncoming face. He heard the crunch of his nose breaking.

It ended with the Tetsaiga piercing the stunned Musuo's heart. He fell with the chain towards the coarse ground below.

Inuyasha walked ahead without looking at his handiwork.

As he approached the dark entrance, he heard footsteps. Narrowing his good eye, he didn't even allow himself to make a decision. He just rushed ahead, bringing his sword down on the offender's head.

Instead of feeling the soft resistance of flesh, the sword was stopped by a solid weapon. Inuyasha's eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness of the hall, and blinked.

There was a young boy, looking at him from under his raised scythe with dull brown eyes. Inuyasha pulled away quickly, and the boy just stared at him with those uncomprehending eyes.

"Hey, who the hell are you?" exclaimed the shocked Inuyasha.

The boy continued looking at him…or perhaps through him.

Inuyasha's face contorted slightly. "Eh, yeah, well, you'd better get out of here…things are gonna get a bit ugly…"

Finally, the boy showed understanding and nodded. He walked past Inuyasha, who refocused himself on his quest.

As Inuyasha carried on, the boy remembered his mission. Her turned, facing the back of the retreating warrior and drew his scythe. He slammed the blunt end as hard as he could into the back of Inuyasha's head.

The amber eyes turned misty before he had a chance to let out and exclamation.

What's going on now? o.ô Only I may know that, myah hahah! A few more chapters of this Naraku cycle, then back to school. By the way, my stories don't exactly…well…end. I just follow they're lives, and put in brief twists and stuff. But anyway, yay, chapter 10! That's a landmark for me! Oh, and SurferDiva, sorry for all the blood! Just a little longer…pleaaaase stick with me like you have been! Hey, I updated quickly this time! Wow, I'm random today…PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!

PS: If any of you are ever given the opportunity, listen to as much Ween as possible! Best band around (outside weezer)