Kamy:Hello, world! I'm sorry it took so long, I had writers block.

Inu: Its because nobody REVIEWED her!

Kag: InuYasha, are you okay? -puts hand to forhead- you don't have a fever...

Inu:What the hell, can't I be worried over a friend!

Kamy: I'm your friend? Yahoo! -does victory dance- then will you help me steal the copy write?

Inu: -deadpan look- No.

XLittleRinX: I'll help!

Kamy: YAY! Rin-chan will help! -sticks out tounge at Inu- This is a real friend. -Hugs Rin-

Kag: Awww! -hugs Inu- I'm tired. Inu, you give the disclaimer.

Inu:Why do I haveta--

Kag:Pleeeeease? -give puppy look-

Inu: -monotone- Kamy doesn't own InuYasha, but she does own Fuwa. -Looks at Kag- You happy now?

Kag: Yes. -kisses on cheek-

Inu:. . .

Kamy: o.O

On with the story!

They're not coming for me. No one's coming for me. I'm just that insignificant. I believe it. Father enforced it. So it must be true. I should have stayed in the dark. With only my thoughts as protection.

Chapter 3

The Abandoned

Beginnings

Darkness. It surrounded her. It was everywhere. The only light came from a small, bared window in her prison like basement cell she called home. After all, she'd stayed there for all her life.

In the shadows of the basement was a small figure belonging to a girl of about ten. She had chocolate brown eyes that were dull from being in the dark so long. Her purple kimono with light purple squares on it were torn and tattered at the ends, making the sleeves go to her elbows instead of the wrist length and the bottom went to her knees instead of her ankles. Her hair was long on her body, going to the end of her back; some in front of her ears went to the ends of her chin.

There was a noise of a door opening and closing, momentarily letting in more light, and the sound of keys clanging together filled the quiet room. The girl looked up at the figure from her sitting position on the hard floor as a man gently opened her cell door, placing a plate of vegetables and some water in a bamboo thermos on the floor near the door.

"Fuwa…" the man said in a monotone voice. "Come get your supper, Fuwa."

The girl, Fuwa, slinked over on all fours, quickly grabbing the plate and thermos, then scurried back to her spot, never making eye contact with the man. He sighed.

"Fuwa, this is for your own good. You know that, right? We don't want you to hate us, but we can't have you hurting anyone anymore."

The girl simply looked up with pain filled eyes, before returning to her 'feast.' She didn't care what this man had to say. She'd been hearing it for the past nine years. And frankly, she was sick. Sick and tired of it. Everything he said was a lie. So why listen?

The man sighed again, before closing the door behind him and leaving the basement room, once again returning through the outside.

Fuwa sighed once the man was out of earshot. She looked out the window to see the full moon. A tear rolled down her cheek unnoticed as she whispered, "I just can't believe you anymore, father."

---The next morning---

The sound of children's laughter came through the barred window, waking the girl inside. She moaned and mumbled something incoherent before steadily picking herself up, legs shaking from lack of use. She trudged over to the window, blinking as the sun temporarily blinded her, and took in the outside sight.

There were two children, one a girl, the other a boy. The girl had brown hair like Fuwa, though better kept and pulled into a white ribbon about halfway down her back. She had the same eyes as Fuwa, though showed excitement as they twinkled in the light. She wore a pink kimono with green squares on it, but hers was the right length. The girl was only a year younger than Fuwa.

The boy was much younger, about three or so. His black hair looked almost brown in the sunlight and was pulled into a ponytail the only went to the back of his neck. His kimono was light blue with dark blue squares on it, the sleeves barely covering his upper arms and going down to mid thigh. He had bandages around his calves and wrists.

Suddenly, the man from last night appeared from a hut nearby. Her father. He was clothed in silk skin clothes, with armor on his chest, back, shoulders, claves, and elbows. He had a demon cat on his shoulder, white with a black diamond mark on its forehead, black strips on its feet and twin tails. It mewed happily as her father picked up the little girl, spinning her around like an airplane. Fuwa looked on in longing as he put her down, ruffling the boy's hair.

She sighed as another tear rolled down her cheek. Those two kids, they were her younger brother and sister. But they didn't know that. In fact, only she and her father knew that. He had locked her in here when she was one, barely alive, to keep her away from them and everyone else. He had constantly told her it was 'for her own good', but she knew he was just mad because she almost the cause of his wife's death. Her birth almost killed her own mother.

A soft 'mew' broke her out of her thoughts as she looked up into the red eyes of the twin tail, who she found out when she was three was called Kilala. She almost screamed in surprise when it came closer to her face and licked the tears off it. She shakily raised her hand and petted the soft fur between the cat's ears.

"Kilala?" a young girl's voice called out. "What are you doing over there?" Fuwa tensed as her little sister came closer to the window. She immediately pulled her arm back in and pressed herself against the wall as the girl peered in. "Silly kitty, there's nothing in there." She heard her say. Fuwa let out a sigh of relief.

Her relief was short lived as she heard the little boy cry out. "Father! There's a demon!" Fuwa could hear the flapping of big, powerful wings beating in the wind, meaning it was some sort of bird or bat demon. Well, the demon must be real strong, or real cocky if he was directly attacking the demon slayer village!

"Kohaku! Sango! Go hide in the basement!" she heard her father yell. Her heart almost stopped. The basement? Where she was? Did that mean…she's going to meet her siblings?

The room filled with hurried footsteps as the two children ran down the steps into the lower region she was in. The footsteps stopped in front of her cell.

"Sango?" the little boy said to his sis. "Is…is something in there?" his voice was shaky. Heh. This was going to be fun. Fuwa let out a little snort, effectively making her brother cling to her sis.

"W-Who's in there?" Sango yelled out into the darkness. Oh, now her little sister was gonna stand up to her? Hah.

"Your father shouldn't have sent you down here. Now you know where I am." Fuwa said slowly in a frightening voice.

"H-How do you know our father?" Kohaku stammered out.

"I know him because I'm your si----DUCK!" Fuwa screamed, just in time for the bird demon to crash into the basement wall, breaking it apart and letting the light stream in, blinding the inhabitants. She had heard the thing coming as she was chatting with her siblings, and managed to get them to move before the cell door crashed on top of them.

"Agh!" Fuwa screamed as the light hit her directly in the eyes. She covered her face with her hands and fumbled back, tripping over her sister. "Ugh." She looked up to find the blood red eyes of the ugliest looking bird to roam the earth. "Ack!" She scooted back, only to run into her brother.

"Hey lady, could you please get off of me?" came a strained little girl's voice. Fuwa looked down to find she was sitting on her little sister. She got off the tiny girl who turned to help her little brother 'till all three were standing in front of the demon, Sango and Kohaku behind Fuwa.

"Sango! Kohaku! Are you all right!" Came the shouts of there father. He ran down until he was between them and Fuwa, who turned around to look at them, betrayal expressed in her eyes. She quickly turned away when Kohaku looked up at her.

"Papa? Who that?" He said with big innocent brown eyes. Fuwa winced at the question, but anticipated the answer anyway.

"She's…a servant who didn't do as she was told. She's down here for punishment." He wouldn't look at her.

She could feel the tears coming, but kept them in check, for the demon took this opportunity to strike. She jumped in the air and twisted her body into a 180, so when she landed she was on the demons back, straddling its back above the wings.

It roared in anger and bucked before flying higher and turning upside down trying to shake her off. But she held fast and squeezed its body with her thighs, enough for it to screech in pain before it tried a nose dive into the earth.

By now the whole village was out watching the show, most were men each with their special demon bone weapons, some were women, but the only children were Sango and Kohaku, for the rest were inside the huts. The starred in wonder as right before it hit the ground, Fuwa leapt off, kicking her legs off the demons back. The kick threw it off course, so it missed the village, but now had its beak caught in the solid ground outside the village.

Fuwa landed with a 'thud' a couple feet away. She stood for a moment until the village men pushed her out of the way so they could get to the demon. It was still struggling to release its beak, all the while flapping its wings in attempt to keep the pesky humans away from it with their weapons. Fuwa picked herself up and sighed, noticing their attempts to get near the head were futile.

She walked over until she was just in out of range of the bird's wings. She silently counted to three in her head before jumping up into the air at an incredible height before landing on the neck of the bird. It tried to buck her off again, but just as last time she kept her toes hooked into the birds feathers. She leaned over and reached into her hair, pulling out a sharp pinpoint needle, before jabbing it into the juncture behind the demons eye. It screeched in pain before falling limp to the ground.

Fuwa casually jumped off the birds back on the opposite side of the villagers. She looked over her shoulder at them with a bored expression. "Take the bones and make some new armor and weapons. I am getting out of here." She turned to leave.

"Wait!" came the voices of two tiny children. She turned again to see both her siblings running towards her, Sango with a strange weapon on her back and Kohaku with something rapped in his hands. The adults all tried to stop them, but they ran faster than the adults could. They finally stopped in front of her, bending over to catch their breaths. Finally they both looked up.

"We…we want…to thank you…for saving us…" Sango huffed between breaths.

"Y-yeah. If no for you, there be no us." Kohaku said in his broken three-year-old language. Sango lifted the weapon form her back. It had a long wooden handle, like a spear, and had a sharp blade at the end. It would have been a halberd if not for the other end which had a ball of solid iron on it wrapped in some soft but sturdy demon skin. She handed it to Fuwa.

"This is my mama's first weapon. We want you to have it. It'll protect you when you need it." Sango smiled a sad smile as she lifted it higher. Fuwa had tears in the corners of her eyes. It was the first gift she had ever received. Kohaku stood in front of his sister now, opening his hands so she could see whats inside his palms. "This for you." He said. It was a white hair ribbon wrapped around a beautiful yellow flower. "Is for you hair. If you fight with hair down all time, it going to get in you way! The flower is from our secret garden." She reached out and took it with shaking hands, tears falling down her cheeks. "Thank you." She whispered as she tied the ribbon around her yellow obi.

She hefted the weapon on her back and turned to leave. She walked away, but not before saying, "I'll miss you."

And she headed west to China.

End Chapter 3

Kamy: Howzat?

Inu:Howzwhat?

Kamy: My story, dummy.

Inu: Hey! I'm not a dummy.

Kamy: Shut up and have a cookie.

Inu: Don't wanna.

Kamy: KAGOME! HE WON'T BOW DOWN BEFORE THE COOKIE!

Inu: Uh-oh.

Kag: InuYasha! -kisses on cheek- shut up and have a cookie.

Inu: o.O Don't want cookie. -smirks-

Kag:-smirks- R & R!