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"Oh shit." This is the biggest mistake of my life. I shouldn't have done it; I could've finished the job without any help. Man I am such an idiot. Well I guess you should know what happened so here it is.
I had entered the village for my latest job assignment. I was suppose to meet an old miko, Kaiede, there. Some jackasses, I mean guards, asked me my purpose in this village. I told them I was the Taijiya they requested.
One responded with this remark, "Ha! As if you could destroy that demon woman!"
"Well it looks like you can't, and I think I'm stronger than you fucker." She retorted.
The man was in awe. Never had he seen such language come from a woman before.
"And," she continued, more calmly this time, "if you don't want me, there shall be no services, for I am the last taijiya living. Now, if you don't mind, I would like to speak to Kaede-sama."
"The head miko is ill, but the youkai you seek is in that direction. Now hurry!"
I headed in the direction they pointed in, which I think is called Inuyasha's Forest. I have heard stories of a hanyou that was cursed so that he cannot move from the tree he has been confined to. They called it the goshinboku tree if I recall.
I heard a twig snap. I turned around. Oh shit. Always on a Monday.
"Who dares disturb my resting?" questioned a very pissed off snake demon.
"I do bitch!" I exclaimed as I chucked hirakatsu at the demon. She easily repelled it with her tail. I thought I was fighting a loosing battle.
"Oi! Girl! If you free me I'll defeat that demon for you." Said a smug voice.
Without even thinking I said, "Deal."
I jumped up to where I thought the voice was. And then I took out what looked to be an arrow. That was when I started to get suspicious. It wasn't rill I looked up to his face, and saw dog ears that I realized who this was. He took out the demon with one swipe of his claws, and all I could think was this: What sort of horible creature have I condemned this world upon.
"You're Inuyasha. You tried to kill Kikyo 50 years ago." His eyes glazed over for just a few seconds at the mention of his old lovers name. They quickly returned to normal.
"So thats what that bitch has been telling everyone. Well I need to get a few things straight with her then."
"You can't. She's dead." And that's how my troubles began.
That's the end of the first chapter.
A/N: The rest of the story shall be told in normal POV. It's to hard to write in one persons POV because you can't directly tell what the other person is thinking. Anyway, I would like to dedicate this story to anyone and everyone who reviewed my last story. Please review.