Chapter 10

The long hiatus is over!!!!!

I finally got this chapter out of my head. It's probably not the way I'd like it, but it's out now. And I'll probably tweak it later.

The next chapter is really close to done and should be up in a matter of hours. For now, sit back, relax and enjoy this lastest installment.

"Inuyasha! Inuai! You're back!" Kagome cried as she ran toward the two hanyous.

"It's good to be back." Inuai commented as she made her way past the two mates into the campsite. She knew from their scents that they would be greeting each other more intimately later. Inuai sighed. They had been traveling around Feudal Japan for almost three years now, and after seeing the rest of the group with their mates everyday, she was sorely missing her own. I wonder what Legolas is doing right now. Is he thinking of me like I'm thinking of him? She thought to herself.

"Inuai?" Kagura asked breaking the young hanyou from her thoughts. "An owl has been hanging around camp the last few days. We think it's waiting for you because it won't let any of us near it." Inuai smiled as she noticed the scratches on Kagura's hands.

She quickly made her way over to where a small black and white owl rested in a tree. He had the strangest markings for an owl, but he had reminded her so much of Kermit that she had gotten him. "Hey, Mist. You got something there for me?" she asked, untying the parchment from his leg. Mist cocked his head to the side as she took the letter before going back to his tasty mouse. "Hey, guys." Inuai called as she made her way back to camp. "We gotta go."

"Why? What's wrong? Is that creepy MoldyShorts guy back?" Inuyahsa shot out as he came back to camp with Kagome. Both of them looking a bit disheveled.

"Umm, no, Voldemort is not back, at least not to my knowledge. It just seems that I've got a job. Muggle Defense. Apparently, the old coot thinks it'll get him back into my good graces."

"Fat lot of good it'll do." Inuyasha quipped.

"So, why must we leave now?" Sesshomaru asked watching Inuai scramble around the campite, packing things up.

"Well, it'll take a couple of days to get back to the well, and I have to make a stop in Mirkwood to see Legolas. So, that gives us two weeks to get to Hogwarts. And we're going to need everyday." Inuai explained, picking up Sou'unga. She smiled as the sword responded to her touch. She still remembered the day she first held it in her hands. It had taken her most of that day and part of the next to convince the damn sword that she controlled it and not the other way around.

"So, why are you talking 'we' with this?" Kagura asked causing the youngest hanyou to stop her hurried packing.

"Umm... Maybe because my older brothers made too good of an impression on the old coot, so he wants them to be my assistant teachers." Inuai smirked as she continued to pack.

"Crap!"

"YOU DID WHAT?!?"

"I'm sorry, my lord. But I had to know that the ritual would work." Andrew replied, cowering before the hanyou.

"And just what was the point of using a snake demon with this pathetic human?" Naraku asked, glaring at the silver fox demon groveling at his feet. What is his motive? There has to be something behind my rebirth.

"My lord, the hanyouhas discobered his twin sister. Together, they are unbeatable."

"What difference does another hanyou make?" Naraku asked, mocking the youkai before him.

"The twin is a witch and a very powerful one at that." Andrew replied. Stupid hanyou. Does he not realize what he is up against? As long as he does what I need done. He smirked as he thought, all the while keeping his face hidden. If he only knew that he is only alive to do my bidding.

"And you expect me to get this 'Dark Lord' to get rid of her?" Naraku snarled.

"Not exactly. There is a complication that he will be getting out of the way so you can exact your revenge."

"Fine. Now, leave me."

"M-my Lord." simmpered the rotund, balding man.

"What news do you bring me, Wormtail?" hissed the high, cold voice.

"The d-demon is here, my L-lord." Wormtail said, cowering before the snake-like visage of his master.

"Good." Voldemort said contemplating his next strike against the boy.

"Riddle." the demon spat out as he entered the room. He glared at the pathetic figure seated on the throne before him.

"Ah, Andrew. How good of you to report back to me so quickly." Voldemort said, ignoring the growl issuing from Andrew. "What of the demons? Will they join?"

"First of all, I do not report to you, Riddle." Andrew ground out. "And the youkais refuse to follow you."

"WHAT??" Voldemort roared.

"They refuse to follow someone who can't even kill a defenseless boy." Andrew smirked.

"I will kill the boy with or without the demons help." Vodemort cried as he pulled his wand from his robes, the Cruciatus curse on his lips, but Andrew was already gone.

Finally, my plans are coming together. Andrew thought to himself. And soon my revenge will be complete. The hanyous will pay for what happened to my family.

Flashback

A young silver fox demon ran through the manor as the smoke from the fire quickly spread. "Momma!" he cried, trying mot to choke on the fumes from the fire. He had to find her!

"Andrew?" a female voice cried faintly. The young demon turned to find a young woman holding a newborn child in her arms. "You shouldn't be here, child. Come with me, I'll get you out." The demon child struggled against the woman's vice-like grip. Didn't she know that he had to find his family?

"Momma! Momma!" he cried over and over, tears running from his eyes only to dry upon his cheeks from the heat of the fire that surrounded him. He let the woman drag him out of the manor, and watched from the edge of the treeline, as it collapsed in on itself.

"Andrew?" the woman said breaking the small youkai from his stupor. He slowly raised his tear-filled blue eyes to look at the woman. "Where's your family, child?" The question seemed to break the youkai's spirit even more.

"They were inside the manor." he said between sniffles.

"Are you sure?" the woman asked, shock showing clearly on her face.

"Y-yes." he stammered.

"Well," she said, strengthing her resolve. "You'll stay with me until you're old enough to be on your own."

A Few Years Later

"Mother."

"Yes, Andrew."

"Inuai ran off again." Andrew informed her. He could never bring himself to call her 'Momma', and he still found it difficult to call her 'Mother', but it's what she wanted to be called. Mother called one of her other childern to go look for the wayward girl. Of course, none of the childern were hers biologically, most, if not all, of them were orphans. According to Mother, Inuai's father had died in the same fire that his family had. But in Andrew's mind, it was all her fault. If her mother hadn't bewitched the Lord of the Western Lands, his family would be with him today.

"Mother?" Andrew asked, trying not to let his voice betray his thoughts. "What kind of youkai is Inuai?"

The woman sat back from where she was tending the fire and settled her gaze on the young youkai. Andrew met her gaze evenly all the while trying not to squirm under the woman's scrutiny. Mother sighed as she finally dropped her gaze. "Inuai isn't a youkai, Andrew. She's a hanyou." she said softly. "Her father was Toga, the Great Dog Demon."
Andrew's only reaction to the news was a raised eyebrow. So she's not a true demon. He thought. It'll be that much easier to get rid of her.

"What did you do?" Andrew asked with false concern, looking at the shaking, sobbing figure on the ground.

"I-I didn't do it." the figure sobbed. "Honest, I d-didn't, Andrew." Tear-filled gold met ice blue before they dropped down in shame.

"Inuai," he said softly with a slight edge to his voice. "It's happened before. It's going to happen again, and you know it." It was only the second time she had lost control like that. He didn't know what was happening, but he knew it wouldn't make it any easier to make her disappear.

"I don't k-know what's wrong with m-me." the hanyou sobbed, trying to make herself smaller. The poor girl was scared, and Andrew could smell her fear as though it were a palpable thing.

"You're a danger to those around you. You can't control it, and someone's going to get hurt. It'll be all your fault." Andrew knew he had hit home with that last comment as Inuai looked up at him as if he had slapped her.

"Maybe I can take lessons from a miko to control this whatever it is." she said pitifully, wiping furiously at the tears on her face. Andrew knew the miko would not be able to help the hanyou. But he wouldn't tell her that.

"Yes, Inuai. You need to go now." Andrew replied calmly.

"W-what?" Inuai croaked out as her head snapped up quickly.

"Run to the nearest miko and have her help you. Then maybe you won't be such a danger to us all." he spat before turning and walking away.

End Flashback

That was the last time he had seen the young hanyou in Japan. Andrew hadn't thought of her until the letter had arrived for the English Tai-Youkai. And here Andrew had presumed Inuai to be dead. He would not make that mistake again. This time he would watch her die slowly.

Blanket Disclaimer for A Hanyou's Life:

I don't own anythng you recognize. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fan fiction.

Please click the little purple button below, and let me know what you think.

Thank You!!!!