Disclamer: sadly I don't own Inuyasha, but if I did…
Chapter 1: blood
I saw my blood flowing freely from my beaten body. I knew I should have been in pain seeing the many self-inflicted cuts upon my body, but I felt nothing. Numb to my surroundings I picked up a discarded bottle and smashed it against a light post I was walking by. After picking a particularly sharp piece of the shattered glass I continued walking towards my destination, a swing set at an elementary school playground. There I sat and firmly griped my selected piece of broken glass, undaunted by the sharp edges pressing into the soft skin of my hand. My mind, going into a state of pure ecstasy as I watched my hand drag the glass across my bare forearm, causing my life giving blood to stain the glass. Hypnotized by the beauty of my scarlet blood dripping to the ground I cut deeper and deeper. I was in so deep a trance I didn't notice the tall figure of a man approaching.