Goodness...yet another coming out.

I just love this story.

Please save me...

I just want to be saved...

Can't you help me?

"Never again shall the cursed walk the earth. The earth I forged and used my energy on. This earth will crumble and all you standing upon it. I have no mercy for your wretched souls."

But please...

I have lost all who I loved...

Can I not be with them in the end?

"You all who have been shunned to the clouds will live through everlasting purgatory. Never truly living nor dying. This is your punishment."

Please...

It was not my decision to be born...

So must I be punished for something that was never under my control?

"Nothing is ever in your control. I am the force that allows you to think and act. I made no promise to allow you freedom. I shall watch over you and I shall mold you to your destiny."

Tell me please...

I was born and taken from my loved ones...

To fulfill the dreadful destiny of never truly living?

"Destiny chooses wisely. No matter what you think of it, the future shall never be altered."

Then please...

If destiny chooses wisely...

Why did she choose you to make this earth only to abandon it?

"Destiny does not control me! I am the ultimate! I am the everlasting! I shall rule over all forever more!"

I do not understand...

If destiny can be controlled...

Why can I not control it as well?

"Mortals...half breeds were never meant to hold the power of destiny. It is too divine a power for any single being. Only I may bend destiny."

But then...

Why...

Were mortals condemned to never live their own lives?

"Only a god may hold true power."

Then why was I not born a god?

"Enough! Leave me! You are to go to the clouds and never return to the earth."

I only wanted to...

Live.

Eyes stared into the darkness. Shallow breathing could be heard after the silence. A woman placed her hands on the floor and began to cough.

Blood came and came. Soon the thick liquid started to move towards the woman's knees. She didn't care. Her clothes were dirty already, what would it matter if just a bit more blood seeped into the fabric?

What would it matter?

Her thoughts were dark and centered on very few things. The woman had only lived a small part of her life. The other part was lived by someone other than herself.

The woman was no one. She had no place anywhere; especially not within this body. She was supposed to be gone, yet was still there.

"Am I to be haunted?"

The last bits of blood dripped from the woman's mouth as she spoke these words. Her hands were splattered with her own blood; both from before and just now.

The woman who was no one had her life taken away from her at an early age. The person who had taken over the no one woman called herself a sorceress. Kikyo.

But perhaps that was the woman's true name? Or perhaps the new woman had given that name to the body.

This sorceress, had come when the woman was but a girl.

"Sister? Sister?"

"I am here, little one."

A small girl came out of her hiding spot to see her beloved older sister.

"Sister, are we alone?"

The older girl shook her head no and gingerly took the little one's hand. She started to lead her away from their former village.

The two girls had been orphaned many years ago and had stayed in the village. They kept to themselves except to help others when they could. They had never been given names and only knew each other as 'Sister'.

The village had been attacked by some warlord's army. Luckily, the warlord had issued orders that he had changed his mind and to leave the village. But to kill a few villagers as a warning.

Of course, a 'few' villagers was quite a lot to the warriors. They took it upon themselves to serve justice to the richest and weakest.

The sisters had made a small shelter to the side of one house. When the warriors came they hid.

The smaller one going into the rubbish heap while the older one hiding under the steps of a house. The warriors passed by, only taking the old woman who lived nearby and killing her. The older sister avoided her eyes from the bloody scene and wished she could help.

"Sister, will we be happy in a new village?"

"Who says you are going anywhere?"

The younger sister looked back; while the older one started to run and tug her sister behind her.

An arrow shot past them, followed by a less innocent one.

"SISTER!"

The elder crumpled down and gripped her chest. Blood spouted out and the arrow had nearly been shot with enough force to go all the way through. As it was, the point of the arrow just touched the girl's inner self. Making the skin bulge and bruise.

The man walked away, throwing bow and arrows over his shoulder. He had been assigned to kill one child and he had done that. Now he could go home and embrace his own grandchildren.

The older girl was vomiting huge amounts of blood and the little food that she had eaten before. The younger stayed by her side and cried and screamed. The little one would be left alone in the world.

"Sister...please, leave here and be safe."

The little one shook her head and gripped her sister tightly.

"No, sister, I'll save you. Don't worry. We'll be alright."

The older sister gave a small sigh and tried to hang on, no matter the pain, so her sister wouldn't be so alone.

"Can't believe, we weren't allowed to kill 'em all. Waste o' time. I think we should do a little clean up work."

A small group of warriors came down the road. They stopped a little ways away from the sisters.

"I guess someone was stingy with their arrows."

The man who had talked drew three arrows on his bow and pulled back. As he let go, the elder did her last act of heroism. She pulled her sister behind her own body, then let her body fall on top.

"Act as if you were dead, little one."

A man came over to check if the girls were truly dead. He saw the older sister's blood on the younger one's and assumed it was hers. He gave the okay that they were both dead and the group left.

"Sister?"

The younger sat up and pulled her sister's body along with her. The older girl's face was slack and her body was limp. She no longer possessed her spirit.

"Sister? Please. Don't leave me here alone."

So one sister was left with her sister's death in her lap. She cut a strand of hair from her sister's body and left.

She slowly grew older, the death of her sister never leaving her mind. She wanted to put her sister to true rest; or bring her back.

She finally found an old man who would teach her sorcery. The man was fickle and didn't like to call her girl so he gave her a name; Kaede.

Kaede learned to be a sorceress with her sister in her mind. She thought the training was too long, she needed to help her sister before the spirit left for the other world for good.

The man insisted the he not teach her spells of spirit. It was too dangerous a time and anyone could be the next ultimate evil. So Kaede stole his scrolls and notes. She ran away with them to the hut she had been staying at in the mountains.

She saw the spells for putting spirits to rest, ridding homes of evil spirits and finally, the spell of which to bring a spirit back from the dead.

Kaede took out the lock of hair from her sister. She placed it on the floor and began the week long spell. Once the week was over she would either have her sister back or would be left with nothing yet again.

She had hastily sped past the part where it said to be careful that what you use to bring the spirit back contained nothing of your own body. One of her own tears had fallen onto the hair.

The spell was complete and something began to happen. A bright flash and a spinning vortex appeared a few feet above the ground. A thin, otherworldly hand reached out for the hair. It spent minutes feeling the hair and finally took the hair in. Kaede was overjoyed to see when a white leg appeared and began to step out along with another hand reaching out. A white figure stepped out, black hair flapping behind her. Kaede stepped forward to greet her sister but noticed the vortex not yet closing.

The woman reached for Kaede and pulled her to the vortex. A pair of pale blue hands reached out towards Kaede's face. Searching for what they needed.

Kaede was shocked by what was happening. She couldn't remember what could have caused this. Had she tried to deal with something too powerful for her?

The hand finally found what it desired. The eye that had given birth to the lost tear.

Kaede screamed as her eye was ripped away from her and taken into the vortex. It closed tightly and left only Kaede's sobs and her supposed sister.

The figure stood by, offering a comforting hand to this girl, waiting for something.

Kaede's sobs died down, blood was a pool around her. The thick liquid gently lapping at the figure's feet. She seemed unaffected by it.

The bloodied hand of Kaede reached towards her sister.

"I am so happy...that you have come back to me, sister."

The girl pushed the hand away and turned away, "I am no one's sister."

"What?"

"I am the mighty sorceress, Kikyo. You have brought me back from hell and I shall enjoy my new life," The girl turned and Kaede gasped at the cold glare, "However, you shall die."

Kikyo walked towards the cowering Kaede. She swept her hands in front of her, suddenly gaining pristine white clothing. She moved a hand in front of her mouth and sighed. The breath came out and once blowing across the phantom's hand became frozen. The air shot towards Kaede yet nothing happened.

Feeling brave, the girl stood and placed a hand on her sister's shoulder.

"Sister? What has happened to you?"

"I told you, girl, I am no one's sister!"

And so, the phantom disappeared. A smear of blood staining her clothes. She left only a curse.

The woman touched her chest. There was a hole there, from long ago when an arrow had shot through her. It didn't hurt anymore, pain no longer existed for the girl. She knew the sorceress was hurting. She was the one who used the body and was connected with it.

"Sister...I remember you."

The girl began to feel the sorceress awakening. She would want her body back when she did. The girl let herself drift away, to make room for the phantom.

"See? I told you we'd get here."

The two wolves panted.

"Yep, there'll be plenty of food here. Nothing to worry about and no one but us to eat all that food."

"Yeah, but, Kouga," The two panting wolves had switched to their human like appearances. The one talking had a greyish white mohawk, "Isn't this where Ayame's tribe lives?"

The leader just waved the comment away, "If she comes after us, I'll just run faster."

"But...we can't run as fast as you!" This time the wolf with the full head of hair spoke.

"That's your problem. I can't always be saving you, you've got to learn to defend yourselves."

The two looked at each other, "We always get left behind..."

When they looked up their leader had already started running for a nearby herd of deer.

"HEY! WAIT UP!"

I woke up with my hand pressed down over my mouth. I knew I was crying even in my sleep.

If I made a noise, Robin would come in with some kind of new poison. And I didn't want him near me.

My hair was wet from the constant tears that were sliding down my face. It seemed that whenever I fell asleep I woke up with tears.

I figured I must be having sad dreams. It would help if I could remember those dreams. But I can't. There's a wall that separates my conscious mind from my unconscious mind. I always listened when my mother told me the dreams that would light up her day, never really knowing what a dream was like.

I dream, I know I do. Whenever I feel deja vu I know it's because of a past dream.

So I suppose my crying must be from some tragic dreams. Perhaps about the boy and his dogs? Or something hidden from view?

I ran my good hand down my face. Strangely, my hand felt like ice. The rest of me was fine. I don't think it's that cold out.

I sat up and peeked out the door. There was a light rain and a heavy wind. In the distance, a thunder head was forming. The few people I could see were bundled from head to toe. It must be cold out.

But I don't feel anything.

I felt my head again, it was fire compared to my good hand. But...what did that mean?

Was I poisoned? Am I sick and burning with fever? Am I imagining this?

"Is she awake, yet?"

"I believe so, sir. Heard some stirring."

How could that guard hear me? I thought I was being quiet.

"Ah, so you are awake."

I cringed away from the man. His smile was too sweet for someone who had just murdered an innocent boy.

"Come, I have something to show you. It will open your eyes."

He reached his hand toward me. I scooted away and bunched up my blanket around me.

Robin only shrugged when I didn't take his hand and started to walk out the door. He stopped right before and whispered something.

"I think I heard howling in the woods last night. Perhaps, if you don't want to come with me now to see the camp, later you can come and watch the men hunt wolves this evening."

Inuyasha...You were howling last night?

I got up and wrapped and old shawl around my shoulders. I had to jog to catch up to Robin who had left.

"To the east are the training grounds. Nothing too interesting happening there today. To the north are the farms. To the west are most of the houses and kitchens." He paused and breathed in deeply, "But to the south is where we are headed. That is where a great deed of mine is displayed."

I shivered in the rain and at his voice.

We walked in silence for a while. I almost enjoyed the walk, until we passed by a group of children that were shivering in the cold.

Robin didn't spare them a second glance but I slowed down. I began to take off my blanket to offer to them when Robin's big hand came down on my own.

"Leave them. They are urchins and will either survive or die. It is their choosing."

With that, he pulled me along. His grip was too tight on my arm. I couldn't walk as fast as him and I stumbled several times.

"Ah, here it is."

There was a low building in front of me.

"Come, it is warmer inside."

I followed him through the door and had to squint my eyes.

It's so dark.

"Let me light a few lamps. Then you shall see."

I waited for him to get the lamps burning before turning my eyes to the walls.

"Impressive, yes?"

I staggered back. All around me was something I felt I had seen before. Something tragic.

...saw so many bodies...

I've seen this before.

...Mother, mate, children and the most horrific crime, Father...

It must have been a dream. This horrible thing.

So many wolves's pelts hung on the walls and piled atop each other. There was one that had been stuffed and put into a spot of honor.

A white wolf, huge and powerful.

...Then Father. He was too worthy for this place, too powerful...

His eyes had been replaced with golden beads. His mouth was open in a sorrowful howl. From where I stood it looked like three of his teeth were missing. But that was a minor thing in my mind.

All I could think of was all these wolves, once were able to think, live and act. But now, Robin had killed them and put them on display.

"No..."

He had been stroking one of the brown pelts. He now turned at my voice and raised an eyebrow.

"How could you do this?"

He started to walk towards me, a glint in his eye.

I couldn't stand it anymore. I ran out the door and tried to get to the woods. I cried out as my good arm was pulled back and twisted behind me.

"Where are you going, daughter?"

Tears were flowing freely, I couldn't stop them now. All my sadness had built up since I had been brought here.

I wanted to get away from his grip. I turned and tried to hit him with my numb hand. He didn't even have to dodge it.

"Let go!"

I swung at him again, this time catching his collar and dragging it down.

I stopped myself long enough to look at his neck.

...with a long narrow cut on his neck...

There was the scar. Exactly where I dreamed it had been. Were my dreams not just dreams, but views of the past?

"A white wolf gave me that scar. One of the few wolves I couldn't catch."

Now, my pain only doubled. I remembered the feelings of that dream and my sobs left me aching for breath.

Inuyasha, please come for me.

Arg-eth...T.T

I'm not satisfied with how short this chapter is or the arrangement. Originally Kagome's part was right after the dream. But I feared that if I left you with Kouga you'd forget Kagome.

Just telling you, Kikyo (the woman) was not the one having the dream. As always it was Kagome. And I decided to change how I wrote Kikyo, I didn't want to make her out to be the bad guy. She was only put in a tragic situation.

I'm not sure why Kouga, Ginta and Hakkaku are even in here. sweatdrop They just appear randomly. I'll try to tell their story and have them meet up with Sango later. Kouga probably won't be seeing much of Inuyasha and Kagome.

I'm wondering whether you like the short or the long chapters better? Huh... Anyways, I have a four-day weekend coming up which I will try to focus on writing.

I already know what I'm going to write when I get back to Inuyasha. But I thought it needed a whole different chapter. (Because of what Kanna did.) So I'll get right on it.

But first...turns to Gravitation manga...Yummy!