(This Chapter is leftover from my original design for this story, which was in the horror genre. I decided not to go with horror though, and instead spiced it up with a little mystery and suspense, and minor adventure. I liked this chapter though, and edited it some to make it fit in, hope you like!)

"Suikotsu! Get up, I've got an assignment for you." I heard Bankotsu say. Slowly I opened my eyes, it was barely sunrise. It had been a month since Inuyasha had asked to join the Band of Seven. Each day he had been tested on different things, but he had most definitely passed his cooking test.

"So early? Why Bankotsu?" I said with a drowsy voice. Bankotsu kept shaking and prodding me, so I decided to try and wake up. When I did I was led out of the tent into the middle of our camp. Inuyasha was the only other one up.

"Inuyasha will be your partner for this assignment." He then proceeded to explain, "A village uphill, according to rumor, know where a few jewel shards are. It's a small village and I want to test Inuyasha so you two will be the only two going. How you get the jewel shards doesn't matter, but do not return unless you have them in your possession." He said sternly.

"And Inuyasha," Bankotsu said looking serious, "This will be your Final Test." Inuyasha just nodded and then we took off, I let Inuyasha guide the way, I figured that his sharp nose could smell it's way to the village. Instead he led us to a stream.

"Why did you bring us here?" I said slightly irritated. We didn't have time to waste.

"Splash your face with some water. You don't look quite awake yet." He said calmly I figured I probably needed it so I obeyed. The cold water stung and seemed to wake me abit more. Once I had finished I looked over to see Inuyasha already heading up hill. I ran to catch up with him.

"Hey! What are doing!" I screamed at him. He turned around he didn't surprised that I was there. He rubbed at his ears,

"Don't yell. You know my ears are far superior to yours. I can hear you just fine when you talk normally." He paused and turned towards me fully. "Now, what was it you are agitated about?" He said, he didn't seem concerned at all.

"We are partners, you can't just leave me at a river's edge and expect to do this all by yourself!" I said temperedly.

"Who ever said I was doing that? You looked like you might take awhile so I thought I'd go get us some snacks, like Apples." He said calmly.

"We don't have time for snacks! We've got work to do! And you could have at least said something rather than just walking off." I said. I knew I had a point with that one, and surely he would apologize. Not.

"Hmph," He snorted, "My fault for to trying to be nice! We haven't had breakfast yet, you know? Now, Demons like me don't need three meals a day, But I figured a weak human like you might need to keep your strength up. Never mind that I guess." He said stubbornly.

"Weak, Human!? You're hardly one to use those words together! You're a Half-Demon! You have human in yourself! You're hardly any stronger than a human yourself!". He stopped in his tracks, 'Hah! I had caught him off guard!'.

"What . . . " He said in a low voice, with a definite warning tone. Before I had time to blink, I found myself thrown into a tree. Pain stung at me from every direction, I didn't get time to catch my breath before Inuyasha picked me up by the throat. His grip was firm, he held loose enough that I could breath, yet tight enough to threaten my life. I brought hand up, the metal claw shaped knifes on my gloves pressed against his neck, they were my weapons and could slice through solid rock.

"Do you think using those fake claws will will help you?" He laughed insanely. The white in his eyes had turned red, his iris was ice blue and his pupils had turned white. A single thin stripe, the color of a light blueish-purple, marked each side of his face on his upper cheeks. His own, real claws, had increased in length. 'Was this what happened when he got mad?' He tightened his grip around my neck, I started to have trouble breathing. I hacked and coughed as he watched, grinning. I removed my claws from his throat and brang my hands to my throat, were his hand griped. I tried to pry his hand off my throat, but my efforts were in vain. Finally, I gave up trying. I figured this would be my last end. I let my head slump and my arms and legs dangel. I closed my eyes, I could hear him begin to laugh again. As his grip tightened into a choke, I began coughing and spluttering, trying to breath. Though I had given up hope, I couldn't stop myself from wanting to breath. I hit the ground with hard thump, I didn't move for a few minutes, I was busy trying to catch my breath. After that I was too scared to move, not a lot scared me, but that had. I felt a pain in my side as a kick landed.

"I'll say it once more, You're Weak,"