The night flashed by as he ran through the blackened forest. It had been a year so far, and yet there were no sighnes of Naraku or those bastards. In spite of that fact, he had changed much since the last time he had made any kind of intelligent contact, well any that survived anyways.

Inuyasha began to contemplate on whether or not he should accept his brother's proposal; would he go back in three years time and accept, was it a smart deal. Hearing a shift in the windsnot far off, he redied himself, reaching for his scythe off his back, his other hand gripping his Tetsuiga.

Looking as if he were simply carefree without noticing a thing in the world, a medium size forest snake demontook the bait. Traveling out of the trees at a good speed, the youkai didn't expect Inuyasha to turn his amber eyes towards his, followed by a swift downward diaganol slice with his scythe; decapatating the foolish demon.

Inuyasha looked down upon the slightly wriggling corpse, finding something irregular about it, hereached inside the throat of the desceased demon only to find a jewl shard. He offered himself a small smile. 'So...thats how...I cannotsee the jewl shards, I can however, feel the ominous aura they produce..' He allowed his thoughts to trail as he placed his scythe back on his back and continued on his way.

After hours of travelling, he had finally come upon a nice sized hotspring. Walking over to the water, he eyed his reflection; he haddefinatelychanged since..those days. His hair, nowalmost as long as his brother's, he had braided his left dragon tail, and the other one stayed with the restof his hair, no longer a dragon tail. His golden eyes had become slittted after gaining much controlover his demonside, and there existed a faint purple coloration on his cheeks were his normal jagged marks would appear.

His choice of clothing had changed a bit as well, if only for the color; he now wore a black haori(1) and blood-red hakumas. His obi became grey, and he now wore the leather mosacins that his brother wore.

Nearly four months ago he had decided to use a scythe, after meeting a human who hadlost everything in his life, and afterbecoming possible freinds withinuyasha, asked for a duel to the death. In the end, Inuyasha won, and the man gave him his scythe and told him to see a man by the name of Hiroshuma who was a master of the unorthadox blades, to teach him.

It had taken nearly six months to learn everything from the scythe master, his final test was for Inuyasha to be the sole-survivor of the scythe style of fighting, in other words; massacre the 'school' that he had taught in. Most of the men in the place had been devistated from thier families being killed and wished to die at any rate.

Inuyasha sighed and looked forward as he gained a steady pace, he knew that the following days were going to be filled with a few surprising events. 'Why...why did they have to give in...why was i not strong enough...why...is companionship simply...no...that cannot be the answer...it is far to simple...' Inuyasha had, for the past year wondered why he was betrayed, was it simply because of who and what he was...or was it something more?

Shaking off such perpetual thoughts, he began to allow himself to wind down, relax, and overall, release some, if only a little, stress. Moving his head as a few silver lochs fell into his face, he began to stare at the moon, wondering. He knew his first priority would be getting a small group together, he knew that he may be strong, but teamwork would lead to near invincibility. Letting these thoughts wander, he closed his eyes and allowed himself a few hours of rest.

The sun slowly rose into the sky, but that wasn't the sight that greeted inuyasha, he found himself face down, with a vibrateing Tensiega under him. Looking at the sword, he picked it up, and decided to follow the sword when it began pulling his master in a general direction.

After nearly ten minutes of Tensiega pulling him with constantly increasing vibrations, he came into a clearing ythat had nothing special yet, despite the look, Tensiega bent down, as if ordering Inuyasha to dig.

Gwtting five feet into the dirt, he gaspedinwardly, in front of him was a sight he believed he would never see again...right infront of him lay a katana, and right next to it, a slightly glowing red comb...