Ends with threads of blood by demon13o

End to only begin once again...

Chapter one.

I felt my life's blood pooling around me. I take notice as every shade of light and color becomes dimmer and dimmer in the ever dying light. I can hear movement to my right but I feel to weak to look in the direction. I lay there unmoving and uncaring as I feel deaths fingers caress my limp form. I know now that I had put up the fight of my life.

I watched as a figure limps past my form. Taking in the damage I knew that this was a fight my fighter would never forget for I had injured him more than he could handle. I saw the glare he threw in my direction, it was dismissed so easily that I could have sworn he held regret in his eyes. For what, I found my self-asking that a lot now. Soon I felt my body shake and shiver against deaths cold fingers.

My body was becoming numb; it was far to numb to feel the searing pain that had once been in my legs. All nerves in my body had been cut from my brain. I knew now that my last breath drew nearer. I could feel my life slowly fading in and out of existence but I feared not for this was only the beginning of my tale. As they say when one chapter ends another must begin. Well now was one of those times I knew this was not the end of the book for I would see the next chapter.

Soon I felt the life drain from my form as my soul held to my weak form for it's dear life. I felt no remorse for the man that had taken my life because I knew that with every good there must be evil. Yin and yang cannot exist without it's equal. All balance must be kept to a minimal. It no balance in the world it would fallen into chaos. Chaos was not a happy god to mess with; no not even he wanted to face the unbalance so he would keep the balance.

I felt a wet liquid substance fall from my eyes down my face. It was then that I realized I did not wish to die. I wanted to live with all my might but my soul felt a pull far to strong for it to hold on any longer. My soul was pulled in the realm only known as purgatory. It was no happy place. It was here that I would begin my new chapter. I knew now that my tale was not over for I still felt my body still breathing. That was why I was here in purgatory to tell my tale up till now and reflect. I needed to understand and accept...

Accept what? I thought I already accepted my fate and my death. Couldn't I go on? Couldn't I go on to my body and free it from its pain? No, death saw no fun in that so he made me suffer. He'd see me filled with hate before he'd let me leave. I would do that if only I were not such a good and kind-hearted soul. What a fool I was.

I was a fool to believe that my death would not come so close. I can only watch till I can find someone to listen to my tale. Wanted to bounce into my body and tell them I was all right. This was not the first time that this had happened. It happened many times before and this would not be my last. I could only follow the flashing light of the trucks that were now taking my deeply damaged form away. I saw the man I fought being dragged away by the state police. I knew that my body would be fine since my soul left before any damage could be done.

So I followed my body to the hospital that would take care of my form for yet another coma state. I mean come on I'm a miracle child to be the only one to come out of so many coma's with no problem. If only they knew that it was so simple. It was just that some souls never wanted to go back to the living realm with the dead weight forms they call bodies. I was the only one who loved to live, that is why I was special I always wanted to live so my soul was never tainted.

I could make everyone wonder how pure can one soul is; well it is very simple. It was pure enough to fool the devil at his game. I needed not worry about life for the gods had made me their special child. I could do the unthinkable. I was gifted with the way to make dreams a reality.

I was born with the gift to escape my body and reshape the world the way I dreamed, but only for good not for evil. I was allowed to shape small things for my self but nothing to big. Like a home would be considered too big but a pet was something I could mold and create to be my own. I loved to do what I did. It was like a way of life in my eyes. No one could take it away. I could never die for I was the shape shifter. I was to shape the world and allow the balance to stay. I was meant to keep yin and yang in line so that chaos would not be mad. If I were to be kilt then I'd go in a coma state and heal while I found my self a hearer and tell them my tale so that I could go back to my body to shape the world again.

The problem now was to find a hearer for the last one had died of old age, so she was out of the question. It was definitely time to see if anyone can hear my voice when I sing my blessed song. Well first I'd have to find a nice area with lots of people. After some moments it struck me like a ten-ton pound bag of bricks. Town central, it was a place you could find mounds of people. I would probably have to wait in the park closer to the area. Yeah that was a good choice. I was bound to find one.

And so I set off gliding through the air to find a spot upon the brick wall to sit and stare at all the people walking by. They were either running late for work or out to walk their dog. Some were just walking for the fun of it. I noticed many teens my age walking by. I knew none of them for I was older then I looked but due to the full awakening of my powers I remained in the same body of a sixteen-year-old. I would never grow or age another year so I forfeited my future and only devoted my life to my job in life.

With one last glance around the area I felt my eyes close lightly as a soft melody drifted across my lips and into the air for all to hear. That is if they could hear my melody. It was a rare song to hear after all. The best thing about being a soul is that your soul never looks like the person you really are. I waited patiently for the one to appear before me as I began to sing my melody to call them.

"I still remember the world from the eyes of a child. Slowly those feelings were clouded by what I know now. Where has my heart gone? An uneven trade for the real world, oh I... I want to go back to believing in everything and knowing nothing at all. I still remember the sun always warm on my back somehow it seems colder now.

"Where has my heart gone? Trapped in the eyes of a stranger. Oh I... I want to go back to believing in everything."

I could feel a presence coming closer to my form. It was about a few blocks away. I felt the need to continue the melody to see if the presence was coming to me due to hearing the song or just coming this way for another reason. My need to continue was stronger then my thinking so I continued to sing.

"Iesu, Rex admirabilis

Et triumphator nobilis,

Dulcedo ineffabilis,

Totus desiderabilis.

"Where has my heart gone? An uneven trade for the real world, oh I... I want to go back to believing in everything. Away. Where has my heart gone? Trapped in the eyes of a stranger. Oh I... I want to go back to believing in everything. I still remember."

I knew when I ended the melody I had an audience. I felt a few creatures that I had created from my mind near me, for I was their creator and they knew this. I opened my eyes to find a man starring at me with his sharp, cold and yet controlling eyes. I could only smile at the intimidating man. I felt a creature shake against my spirit form. I felt the need to protect it so I did what came to my mind. I floated over to the man and circled him.

I took in the sight. From his long blonde hair to his amber eyes, to the fact he held his composure like an artist. But his clothes were that of a businessman. It made me wonder. All things in life made me wonder so I aloud my voice to speak my wonders to the unknown man.

"Did you hear my song mister?" That seemed to have grabbed his attention because I noticed his glare strengthen ten-fold. It made me shiver. That probably boasted his ego to know he could intimidate a ghostly spirit.

"That singing was you?" Okay him answering my question with a question of his own, that irritated me but I would play along. I wanted to see how far I could push him since his life was just a wink compared to how long I have lived.

"Mister, are you a hearer?" I knew he'd question what a hearer is to instead I just added on, "You know the ones that listen to the tales of those in the spirit realm. The ones damned to stay in purgatory till a hearer hears their tale. I must return to my body so that I can continue my job, so mister again are you the hearer?"

"If I am speaking to you now would that not answer your question?" I could see the amusement in his eyes as he let the question roll off his tongue. He was testing me, well I was for one not going to fall for his trap and flunk this test.

"Do you have the time to hear my tale?"

"And pray tell why would you need to tell me?" Oh this man knew how to push the right button to tick me off.

"My last hearer died from old age, so my song finds a new one so mister will you listen?"

"I cannot."

"Why not?" I was in an outrage. I needed this man to listen to me. I had to get him to hear my tale. I would make him hear me out.

"I am late for work that is why." I felt every bit of my soul form run cold at that word.

"I can always tell you on the way. When I return to my body I will make it up to you mister I swear by the blood of the gods." I knew that I should not have said what I did but I did not want to stay in the spirit realm any longer then need be.

"Make it up to me? Blood of the gods? Girl what is wrong with you? Do you not realize I do not want to talk to a soul of the dead?"

"I am not dead, I am fairly alive. I can prove it to you. I lay in a hospital bed in a coma... I have been through this many times. I must tell the hearer my tale so I can wake to do my job." I could hear the plea in my voice but I did not care for all I wanted was to be in the living world again and soon.

"Job?"

"A job that creates balance within the world." I could not give him to much information or else chaos would have my hide for it.

"I will think of a way for you to repay me back for listening to your tale, you may come along and tell me. You cannot back down from what I tell you to repay me with, understood?"

"Crystal clear sir!" I felt slightly happy that I would return to my body soon but I also felt dread for I feared what he had planned. I saw him move to walk so a moved to walk beside him. I may be a spirit but I can look to walk like a living person.

"You may begin," was all I heard of his order as I began my long tale.

"I will begin where I must at my bringing of my near death problem. I was walking past a guest's room in my family's home. I heard some yelling and went to find out what had happened only to hear screams. The screams were that of my mother. She was being harmed but my feet and legs refused to move from their spot. I felt betrayal for I could not help or save my own mother.

"I then heard the man's voice as he sputtered unkind words at her. His voice was filled with nothing but evil. I feared for my mother's life. I felt something warm and sticky running past my fingers. I found out it was my mothers own blood. I feared for all the life in my form. No one could hear if I could scream for no one lived near us. They feared my gift so we lived in the country." I watched as he opened a tall door and entered. I only followed behind him ever swiftly continuing my tale.

"The man had shot me mother with a gun he had hidden away. I could not hide my started gasp. He heard it. All the fear had drained from my face as I felt the door being ripped open. I saw my mother's limp form lying there. All the emotions left me as I ran from the man. He glanced at me to think for a second. I then hear his shouts as he barreled after me. I ducked into a room that belonged to my father before his passing. I grabbed the nearest object. It was a sword, the one my father favored the most.

"I could hear the man round the last corner before entering the room I was in. I hid so well behind the weaponry cabinet. If only I had not sneezed I would have escaped with no problems, but the dust made it harder to hold it in. I sneezed and the man found me. I had run for the window. I could feel my blood pushing at me urging me to jump out the window. I did just that. I jumped through the window. I took the curtains, glass and frame all with me on my fall from the third floor window. You may think I was insane for that and ask how I lived the fall, fret not for that was not my ending, no only the beginning." I watched him open another door and enter. I felt him close it after I had entered.

"Go on," was his gruff reply as he sat at a desk on a huge black chair watching me ever silently. I felt a little uneasy but I continued.

"My body refused to give up on me. It only urged to push me more. I saw the man look out the window. He took me for dead... yes I was close but not dead. I lied there as my soul left me for the first time. I found my hearer and returned to my body. Many more accidental near death experiences happened but the gods never saw me fit to waste away. I was sixteen when I nearly died the first time... that was many centuries ago.

"Do you wish to hear this death that has pasted now or ask questions sir?" I knew to remain polite; after all he was sacrificing to hear my tale.

"Questions first but hold on," I saw him reach over to his phone and watched him pick it up. His fingers dialed a number to quick to see.

"Yes, hold all my calls and cancel all meetings for the day... no something has come up that I must take care of, good day miss." I saw him slam the phone down while his eyes looked back at me. I prepared my self for the questions that I knew I would earn.

"How many times have you died?"

"I believe it is at a count of 13 now sir."

"You said earlier something about the blood of the gods explain."

"I am but a messenger of the gods. I have within me their blood to live forever to keep the balance of both yin and yang stable so chaos does not get mad. He is probably having a field day now that I have released the secrets of our world to you a mortal man who is nothing more then a spirit hearer."

"How old are you really?"

"I do not know sir, I have stopped counting after my sixteenth year for all the years blend together to much."

"You may continue now." I felt his order strong and clear and began to weave my tale yet again.

"I was suppose to die today but due to my blood and service to the gods it was not yet again. It was a normal day like any other I was visiting my family's home in the country to keep it tidy when I would spend lengthy visits. Well I did not notice the air around my home and pushed through believing it was my senses about being in the home that took my aging and family away from me. I urged on to clean the home only to find that there was someone in my home.

"The man looked familiar as if I knew the man when I did not. I knew his soul. His soul knew me and was back for revenge. That soul was the one to kill my mother and father and took my aging from me. I ran from him. I ran all the way to the weaponry room and grasped my father's blade and the man was there with his own blade drawn and ready. I managed to fight him back and take the battle to the grounds outside." I felt my self-fall into a chairs grasp. I felt way to drained to remain floating. I noticed his look and shook my head no and continued my tale.

"The man had fought me a good two hours. I had wounded him very badly but it seemed he was blessed with tricks that only the devil could display. I felt angered that the devil had freed this man from the gates of hell. It angered me so much that I fought will all I had and still came out the weakest. He had injured me so much it was hard to breathe. I felt it all leave me the blood of my life slipping out of my form while I felt the soft caress of deaths cold dead fingers. It could not be stopped." I soon felt as if my body was appearing in front of me as I gazed at the man to find his wide eyes.

"I saw the light everyone wished to hate but I only looked at it with discomfort to find my self in purgatory once again. I sought out my new hearer and I had found him, and I'm glad. Thank you so much sir for listening to my tale." I watched him motion for me to remain a while longer to answer his final questions. I felt death make me stay to follow through.

"So you have seen this purgatory not once but thirteen times?"

"That is true, it no longer phases me."

"Tell me girl what is your name?"

"My name is..."

"What is it?"

"I do not remember kind sir, but do tell me yours and I will find you after I have returned and thank you personally."

"Tashio, you know the building so tell them I allowed you to come."

"Thank you mister Tashio I will return to thank you and receive what it is that I must do to repay you kind deed." I felt my form disappearing into nothingness yet again. I saw his face look sad as if he had lost his favorite puppy to a girl down the lane. My eyes fell shut once again as a bright light washed over my soul.

When I opened my eyes once more I found my self in the hospital bed with a social worker starring at me. I only glared at the women. I hated those people they never understood her. She was old enough to be their great grand parents. Did any believe her no they thought she had brain damage from the comas so I sighed and looked at her one last time to hear her words.

"You will be taken back to the orphanage miss Higurashi." God this woman knew how to rake her fingernails across the chalkboard, didn't she? I mean come on she is a freaking scary social worker that stole kids from their parents because she thought them unfit. Me, I was a natural visitor to them. They knew me so well that it made me ill. I hope to god I find a foster parent who can at least be in enough good graces with these people to leave me alone.

"You know just as well as I that no one wants a reoccurring miracle child," was my cold reply. I saw her glare darken. Oh wow scary much... not. I have so seen much scarier people then her. Maybe she should see Chaos when he's in a horrible mood, now that's scary.

"You are still a minor young lady."

"Minor, shiner. You know that I'm not a minor look at my birth records, god woman I'm like what a hundred fifty-nine now."

"Don't sass me young lady."

"Yes oh great she devil whom the devil won't touch. What happen not get laid or something, I mean come on even children this age and day get laid more then you do woman," I could not help the giggle that left my mouth at her shocked face.

"Why I have never heard such foul words fall from your graces girl."

"Girl this, girl that. One of these days your gonna get what's coming to you Kikyo!" I growled quite effectively at her.

"Oh dear, Miss Kikyo please leave my lovely patient be. She has to heal you know since she's an old woman," I heard a man say. That made me madder. I grabbed the nearest thing and chugged it at him. I knew the man only as Miroku, my doctor. When I noticed what I threw it was too late to stop it. I watched the man fall to the ground in a heap talking about the nurses in such a foul way. It made me sick to listen to it.

"I will return later to get you Higurashi." I just snorted. Sure she'd get me, well only after her death. That had made me laugh uncontrollably. I waited till she was out of the room and far enough down the hallway to hear me exit the bed. I quickly ran to Miroku to see if her was fine and found he was that was up until I knocked him unconscious for touching my bottom. If it wasn't one person it was another that made me mad.

I returned to the bed to jot down the name I received then went to another page in my journal to write a quick note for Miroku when he wakes. I left it with him before changing into my clothing and storming out of the room undetected. I managed to use the fire escape to get out before I began my long walk to the building I was looking for.

After some time of walking I just gave up and sat down upon a bench before I felt the need to repeat my song to bring him in. That was the smartest thing I had thought of but I knew it would only draw a crowd so I decided against it and just resorted to finding the building he worked in.

I roamed the city a while before finding the right street. I ran along the street and found the building. I was happy. Not only was I Kikyo free but also I had managed to knock out Doctor Miroku in the process. I was a happy carefree girl again. As I made my way up the stone steps to the glass doors and entered quickly yet silently.

I was about to turn a hall for the elevators when I heard someone ask me a question. I had not heard the question but turned to acknowledge who asked it.

"Are you lost miss?" a slightly older man in probably his mid twenties asked me.

"No sir I am not, I'm here to see a friend of mine... he said I was allowed to see him." My response was flawless but the man did not like how I held my words.

"Who are you here to see?"

"Why mister Tashio of course, he said I could come in," I smiled as I saw his face falter with unease.

"Why would you want to see that man?"

"He's a friend and if you don't mind it is very important I see him, he is expecting me after all you can ask if you do not believe me." I saw him nod as he made me fallow him to a desk. I watched him pick up the phone and dial a number that I could not see from my angle.

"Mister Tashio... uh yes I know I'm not to bug you... yes but... oh yes there is a reason for why I am bugging you sir... There is a girl here who says you are expecting her... oh okay I'll do that," I watched him communicate with the phone. I swear if I didn't know how to use them I'd believe he was insane and talking to himself.

"He says that you may see him, floor-"

"I know what floor, it's the top floor. I'm not that stupid." I huffed before walking away from him. I didn't want to gain his stupidity so I moved at a quick pace to the elevators. I waited for said elevators to open to me. One would be fine but no, none would open to me. I waited a while longer before one opened. I noticed a man with short blonde hair enter the elevator with me and ask me a question. Man how I hate questions.

"What floor Miss?"

"Top floor please," I smiled out. I noticed him looking at me strangely as he pressed only the top floor button.

"Are you not getting off on any other floor sir?"

"No I am to see my brother," I heard him say with a heavy sigh.

"You do not like your brother do you?"

"How do you know?"

"I am sorry to pry but I heard you breathe a heavy sigh."

"Yes I dislike him more then you could guess-"

"I get the feeling you hate him with a strong dislike from a family matter, am I right?" I saw him nod in answer. After a few awkward seconds I could hear him ask another annoying question that I hated to hear.

"Why are you going to the top floor Miss?"

"To see a friend."

"Would I know this said friend?"

"Maybe," was my only answer to him, as I began to step toward the doors. As I stepped the doors began to open to when my foot was out the door they were open surprising the man behind me. I began my descent down the halls to the door I remember so well of walking to that morning. I rounded a last corner with amazing speed and ended up in front of said doors. I lifted my arm and knocked upon the doors.

"Enter," I heard the curt reply and entered silently to see the black leather chair I remembered facing away from me instead of towards me. I smiled as the chair turned to show the man I remember talking to for quite a long time. When he turned to see me I saw his face falter a slight bit before covering back up into his mask.

"Well Mister Tashio I did say I would come did I not?"

"So it seems you came earlier then I expected." Just then I heard another knock from behind me at the doors.

"Enter." I watched as the man I saw in the elevator entered the room. He did not seem me for I was behind the other door standing next to a small-planted tree. I would have laughed if I did not know what this man held in his soul.

"Brother," I saw the two look at each other with light nods.

"I am sorry I can not entertain you long for I have a guest brother."

"What guest I see nor sense no one?"

"Me kind sir," I made my presence quite clear now as the man near jumped at my aura. I saw him turn his head to see me.

"Your that girl from the elevator, I felt no such power from you earlier."

"I am a girl of many mysteries, younger Tashio."

"My brother has no friends so how can you say you are his friend?"

"Well sir, I mean mister Inuyasha I am but a slip of a girl that slips past your people the social workers more than once. Oh and I believe knowing who your dear older brother talks to when you do not know does not matter to you now does it?" I watched as he just glared at me with a hint of surprise.

"How did you know my name?"

"The dead does not rest mister Inuyasha and neither does it for you mister Tashio. They tell me all secrets and tell none of mine, so mister Tashio what did you have in mind in return for your help?" I watched as Inuyasha moved away from me to the couch feeling a little unsafe near me. I still felt both brothers' eyes upon me and I made no turn to look away for I had felt worse. I had met the devil and met Chaos. I dare say Chaos still wins the scary trophy for the year again.

"Since you know so much my dear girl, I might have you working under me... it seems you have secrets locked in that brain of yours so we will have you living in our home till we vote it safe," it was all I heard before I felt the nick on the back of my neck. The next thing I saw was the room become strangely darker. I noticed the two brothers did not like the invasion into their peace. I made my voice speak to them.

"Please calm there is no need to fear-" I soon felt the presence that I feared the most appear directly next to me. It was evil and cold.

"But my dear girl they should fear Chaos when he is not happy with his child of light. You broke the rules and thus these two must pay for your insolence-"

"Please don't my lord, I will remain with them to make sure they breathe no word, if you have anyone to harm take out on me... it was not their fault I had yet to play... when they are dead-"

"My dear have you not sensed them, they have the blood of immortality flowing through their veins as well, you'll never be free from their presence until all existence is gone. I highly doubt that will come since you are the balancer of all that is pure and evil."

"I still can't balance you on that platter," I whispered to myself but never saw the flicker of emotion fly across his eyes. I just barely missed it.

"My dear, you forget who gave you that life of yours and made it so death could not have your pure soul? It was I and you are to live up to your job, if it needs to be I will bind you to these two until I see it fit to free you from them. Although I wished I could have you bind to me for me to watch over you instead of these mutts."

"Please I will keep them from telling anyone I swear just don't bring no harm..." I could hear my voice crack under the pressure as I felt his thin hands wrap around my waist to hold me closer to him.

"You are so much like that soul of your mother, it took many of my reapers to bring her down from her fight."

"Mother..." I could feel the hot tears welling up in my eyes. I knew this man could hold any soul he wished. He held both my mothers and fathers soul. He held them to keep me in control. He knew that those two souls were all that mattered to me. I would listen to him for I feared he'd destroy their souls. I wanted them to find peace, the peace I would never find. I wanted them to have the peace that I wish I could have.

"You are such a good girl, my dear." He made me sick. His words never made me happy only sicker.

"Please release them," I begged.

"That wouldn't be very fair now would it? I'd lose my control over you if I did that." I knew he was right but I also wanted my family to be happy not torn from their happiness that they deserved. I knew one thing and that was to listen and obey orders.

"I will allow you to watch them if you can keep them from telling anyone for a month I will let you remain within their protection and I will only visit you when the time needs," I felt his hand graze my shoulder before he and the darkness disappeared. I fell to my knees in a fit of tears. I could feel the brothers' gazes on me. I cared not for it.

"What is the meaning of this and who was that?"

"That was the darkness god known as Chaos. Since I broke the rules and told you the secrets that no one was to know and I allowed you both to see my aura he has threatened to put not only your two lives on the line to protect our secrets but my parents souls as well," I tried all I could from not breaking down but I couldn't stop it. I just broke from all the pressure. It was just too great for me.

"I had yet to receive your name Miss?" I looked up as one of my creatures appeared. It was a nine-tailed fox. It was a little larger then a Great Dane. It had wrapped its self around me protectively.

"My name is..."

"Mistress please do not break again, we creatures could not handle another chaotic moment." I nodded and began to rebuild my sheltered wall.

"My name is Kagome... Kagome Higurashi... also I am known as the messenger of light. I settle the balance of both yin and yang and bring in the life through the powers of a dreamer. I am the legendary dreamer that was said that more then five hundred centuries ago had died in an accident from a window. That was no accident. I had told you lord Sesshomaru. I had jumped for my life, I was pledged as dead so no one dared speak the real truth... I was alive and raised through my own powers. You wanted to know how old I was... I am a good total of five hundred and seventy-six-years-old." I watched as Inuyasha gave me a strange look that could simply be put as 'your lying' well to be even more surprised, what I said was no lie. I tell no lies to hide my truth.

"Explain how you died the very first time since the tale you told me was not the tale I believe put you in your whole predicament now." I soon felt the emotion 'fear' rising up into my chest. I knew that I would have to explain my dreary past one day but I never guessed it would be all in the same day. I could feel the two brothers waiting for my explanation. I did not wish to spell out my tale but it seemed that I had no choice any more since now I am bound to them till I am free once again.

"My true death to my first life was no walk in the park. You may wish to sit down for this long explanation." I watched as Tashio sat down upon his seat and could see Inuyasha getting comfortable. I could feel Chaos nearby listening to the tale that I never spoke of to neither of the hearers before of he him self. I knew he'd always wished to know my tale but I refused to tell another tale for that death was my beginning to all my ends. There are far too many forks in the roads that led me to this point in my life.

"Do go on," I heard Tashio command. I only nodded before my mind began to spin its tale and weave the words into syllables through my mouth.

"I was nearly ten years of age when I found that anything I dreamed could become a reality. I use to dream of flying and one day I flew through my home like a jet in the skies today. When I was walking around the village one day I heard rumors of a band that were hunting down dreamers. This band was pure evil they seek out all who can dream as I did but they were older, much older. When they found them they would either make the older child bend to their will or sell them as slaves for those who had money to waste on a dreaming child.

"Their next stop was my very village. My mother knew of my dreaming abilities and sought to sell me when they arrived. All the villagers wanted the money as well, for a dreamer was worth a lot for their power. Since my power was almost fully developed at a young age the price for me had just tripled. I no longer knew who to trust in the village for all had their eyes on that money. They wanted the village to improve greatly but for them they never thought for once that a dreamer could do just that. They never knew till the dreamer was sold." I noticed that they were very into my tale. I could almost feel the purr of satisfaction coming from Chaos but I fought back the hatred towards the god and continued onward.

"The day the band was to arrive I was nowhere to be found. They searched almost everywhere. One place I knew they would never look for me, that was where I hid. It was within the forbidden forest. No one was to enter this forest or suffer the pain it inflicted but one problem. The forest would never harm a dreamer only protect that child. I hid among the forest until I was spotted. When I was found I ran. I ran so fast and so hard that I never looked back. I never saw them... that was until I realized I had to return for my jewel.

"I had began my long run back to the village... when I entered the village it was not how I left it as. It was destroyed. The band disagreed with my village after they found no dreamer there they destroyed it. They burned huts and killed people. My people. I knew that I shouldn't have cared but they were my people and I was their only dreamer. I walked around the village till I came to the home that my mother and I lived in. I had found the jewel that my father had given to me when he knew of the powerful blood I held within me. He too was a dreamer that was until he lost the gift. That jewel was his power and his life. I was given it to protect and I was tempted to bring my village back at all cost.

"I had moved to the center of the village and sat upon the ground. I was to meditate if I wished to bring them back. I cleared my mind of all thoughts then let my dreams begin their duty. I dreamed of the villagers standing from their grave healthy and fine. As if they had never died to begin with. I had dreamed that the buildings were rebuilt and not burned or destroyed. I soon heard the sounds of people gathering around me to wonder if they were dead. After a moment I heard one shout something about the huts rebuilding themselves. I heard many startled gasps and cheers. After some time my dreams ended with that peace." I could feel all three at peace but few feelings of guilt and sorrow, which were directed towards my pain. I ignored them and continued on more.

"I could never dream for my own gain only for others. I knew that they died because of me and so I had to repay for my fault. I had stood to find them starring at me. Some of the stares I received were fear, amazement, happiness, and sorrow from all the villagers. I knew that I was now no longer allowed to remain within the village in case those who hunt us dreamers ever came back around. I had turned and began my long trek back to the forbidden forest to hear all the villagers wish me luck along my journey. I then knew that they had forgiven me as well as my blood. I held that jewel close and entered the forest with no resentment on my mind." I opened my eyes to see the brothers starring at me with astonishment at what I had thrown away for a village full of rude people. I knew that with my kind heart and soul I could never say no to a stranger in need of help.

"And then what miko?" I heard Tashio speak as he walked towards me. I didn't even notice him stand from his seat.

"I had gone into the forest, that dreaming had weakened me for that was to much of a dream. Most dreamers would have died before completing half of what I did. The forest saw it as it's duty to protect me and thus it did. It had taken me in and made me rest until my sixteenth year. I was lying within a tree for six years building up my power and fully putting my self in control. I was the master of my power but within those six years of sleep dreams did come and dreams did come true. I was the protector of the forest and all who entered were protected."

"Exactly how did you die miko dreamer?" I heard Tashio order from the simple three-foot distance he was from me. I could only sigh before I closed my eyes and nestle closer to the nine-tailed fox of mine.

"It was on my sixteenth birthday that I was released from the tree to venture back into my village to see if any changes had occurred. My mother was the first to notice me and she released a howling scream in my direction. All turned to find me standing at the foot of the village. I only bowed and begged to come for food. They had asked me why my reply was simple for it was true. 'I have brought you all to life from your death, protected your village from all who wish to kill you and this is how you repay those who are kind?' that was what I had told them. I was almost afraid of the words that came out of my mouth, almost that is.

"They had brought me the food and some clothes before sending me from the village with but two men to protect me and lead me to the western fortress to hide. There was no eastern lord at the time and neither the north nor south liked dreamers within their land. Well only ones that were unclaimed. Those two had battled many youkai's and killed few humans who wished to take me for my power. About my age was when dreamers were suppose to begin to get their powers but I was an exception for my father was a skilled dreamer causing me to develop at a young age.

"The men grew weary and grew tired of their protection for me. I then began to promise them anything they dreamed for but only once we reached the western lord. They agreed and were moved to get there sooner. When we reached a mile before the lord's fortress I gave them they're wished dream and sent them on their way home but one had offered to lead me to the gate. I beckoned him to go on and that I would be fine. I should have told him that, I should have let him lead me. They had left me to finish my walk. When I was but a few feet from the gate I was attacked by the guards themselves." I noticed that no one wished to speak or interrupt me. I found that quite odd, was my tale that fascinating that no one would wish to question me?

"I had screamed out that I was there to see the honorable lord of the West. They had laughed at me. It made me mad. I did not know that my emotions could trigger off my dreaming power as well. I knew that it did when one of the guards screamed in pain. I made a move to stand yanking out the arrows that were embedded into my body. I saw the fear in their eyes and the glow of my body as it healed its self. It was then that I knew I was a miko as well for my dreaming abilities had stabilized my miko. My dreaming abilities were like breathing not told what to do only how and when to do things. It controlled my miko skills while I controlled it.

"The guards could feel the power wash over me and I knew they could for I was their worst nightmare. One that could kill them without being up close, I was a daydreamer one that dreams while remaining awake. My power was fully developed and I was a power to reckon with now. I moved onwards towards the gate to find the guards to be very stubborn. They refused to allow me passage into the fortress. What did they expect me, a dreamer who is hunted for money to do? I was seeking protection not seeking destruction. I mean come on who would want to take down an honorable lord at that?

"I urged on and hurt many to get in. I refused to back down or give up. I healed them after they had fallen. I got in eventually after dodging and harming. I did go through many more guards before the lord himself showed up. He asked me to harm no more and he'd allow me to remain there for protection. I did as he asked after all I did not want to harm them to begin with. I had followed him and he did keep his word. He protected me all the way till my death." I saw their eyes hold a questionable emotion but ignored it as I fell silent. I hoped that that was all.

"You had still yet to tell us your death," Tashio ordered me yet again. I glared at him as I felt the build up of tears. This was a path in the story I wished to never remember but these two wanted to know what it was. I shut my ears and mind off from the memory as my voice betrayed me and told them it all.

"I was asleep with the chambers I was housed when a guard had kidnapped me. He has sold me to a band of hunters. The hunters had beaten me and tried to bend me to their will believing I was but a beginner in my dreaming stage. I proved them wrong and fought back. I noticed that they were the band that murdered my village. I threatened them to back off but they wouldn't. I had fought for hours on end before I felt the forest call and tell me I had reached my limit and would break if I continued to fight. I ignored the forests warning. I fought on will all or nothing. That was the day I died defending my honor but it was not all.

"They had boarded my body thinking that they could get a soul mover to inhabit my body to control my powers. Little did they know it would be near impossible unless the soul passes on past purgatory. It was then that I had met Chaos. He had used his powers to send my soul back before death had found me. I was back in time to find them trying to give my body up to the soul mover. My body had hissed and blasted the soul mover away and I woke to glare at those who had killed me. I then murdered them for my villagers and for the sake of all those dreamers still left around.

"Chaos had come and forced me to drink his blood so I could remain alive. He had told me that I would be his messenger to the light and keep all balance for that was what the fates had said. I had listened and did as he said. I had honored his wishes and he had given me a new life to protect all and create new. I of course was close to death many times but never killed. Thirteen times I have faced death and came back a breather. I can no longer say that death is nice for it has lost its touch through the ages..." I could feel the tears falling from my eyes in streams I could feel the darkness building in the corner. I felt him enter the room and kneel by me with new respect.

"My dear, if I had even the slightest hint of what had happened in your life I wouldn't have been that hard on you," I heard him whisper. I refused to meet his eyes. I did not move but I did speak.

"You would never understand my history for you had not lived my life or grew up being tormented, hated or disliked for being born with that kind of power. My own mother feared me. She wouldn't touch me. She wouldn't love me she hated me with a passion. She blamed me for my father's death. I did not have a say in his death for he did to protect my future. That future was robbed of me when I turned ten. It was then destroyed when I turned sixteen. So don't you dare try to feel as if you understand? Don't even act like you who loves' others pain say that you know what it's like. Because you don't!" I could feel my body shake and shiver. I felt the convulsions of pain. I felt that sadistic man touch me. I wished to never feel his hands touch me and I was rewarded with a yelp of pain from that said man.

"How dare you bite the master that gave you what you have?" I heard him shout at me. I ignored him for a second before my anger began to bite back.

"You gave me nothing but pain and trouble so you are no master so I will bite back at whomever I choose." I could feel the anger welling in a balloon about ready to burst if it were filled anymore. I could laugh at the man who dared to call him self a master. He sickened me.

"We shall see bitch!" I heard him snap before disappearing into nothing. I starred at the ground feeling every last bit of my emotions fade into a cold state. I could feel my eyes become even soulless. Voided of all emotion. I was only once again and with a new duty. I was to watch these brothers for a month to make sure they never speak a secret of my life.

I wish I had kept my eyes on them now. I can feel one of them touching my shoulder in a way to comfort me. The one touching me reminds me of the lord of the west. I dart my eyes up to see him looking at me with the same face the lord had given me. His eyes are even the same hue. I remember hearing that the lord died in a battle. Soon I could hear my thoughts being voiced.

"You look so similar to that of the late lord I saw... how can that be?" I saw him flinch at what I said. I didn't know why he flinched but I wanted to know.

"He was my father." If my eyes could pop out of my head I believe they would have from the reaction I felt at his answer. My reasonable side began to give its speech again and I was a victim to listen to its words.

"He was a good man to the end, too kind for his position but a good hearted man at that. If I could go back I'd thank him for his help while it lasted." I saw him nod at my speech. He seemed to approve of what I said. If I had the strength to be mad I would but I just couldn't find the strength in me to raise my hand and slap him either. So I just remained sitting there on the ground starring at him with a calming aura around me.

"It seems you have no home either, am I right?" I only nodded.

"My foster mother kicked me out for no reason and that Kikyo might find a slug in her sandwich one day if she keeps sending me to those orphanages." I snickered when I saw Inuyasha's face fall. It was funny I mean come on I don't have to know that he likes the social worker to see that he didn't like the comment.

"It also seems you have a bet with a god to up hold, Inuyasha head home I shall be there after I talk to Miss Higurashi," I heard him order his younger brother. I could only smile as I saw him grunt then stalk off pretty mad. I felt quite drained at the moment. I soon felt the fox disappear causing me to fall backwards.

Before I could hit the ground with my head I felt the elder Tashio wrap his arm around me to catch me before I fell to close. I could also feel Chaos' anger at how close the elder Tashio was to me. My eyes caught his for a second before I noticed that he was speaking.

"What did you say mister Tashio?" I requested softly waiting for him to repeat him self.

"It seems you are hard at hearing miko, we shall be leaving for dinner then I shall take you to my home there after," I felt a rush of goose bumps run up my body at his tone of voice. It was so deep and commanding that it was scary. I only nodded slowly as I felt him lift me up to guide me to the elevator. He was hot on my tracks as we made it to the elevator.

It was definitely awkward to stand next to him in the elevator in silence. I felt myself humming the tune I sung earlier to call him to me. After a few seconds I felt his arm wrap around my shoulder as if commanding me to stop. I found my anger and glared at him while shaking in the fury I felt rage through me.

I saw his eyes look in my direction and the gaze he gave me made the anger I just felt just evaporate into nothing but the calm. Damn this man is a jerk! He can manipulate me into doing what he wishes. He's worse then Chaos; I think I'd rather take my chances with the dark god then this man.

Yes I said it I'd rather be with the god of darkness then this man... no I mean demon then allow this bad feeling to continue. I don't think I want to know what this bad feeling even means. Now I wish I didn't get into that fight with Chaos. Damn it where is he when you wish to apologize to the bastard? Oh that's right, ignoring me like the plaque.

Yes I am the plaque now... well I can make it seem like it. I can bring in the eerie calm and eerie silence that could set you off in a panic quickly. But it seems this man can probably rival my eeriness. Okay Tashio the battle is on, I must win and you must lose. This is a girl you shall lose to; even your father couldn't win.

Inuyasha- Them like it now your on drugs

demon- Am not! I'll lock you in the closet again, I found the bars and ropes last night (-evil laughter-)

Inuyasha- (-pales-) Uh....

Kagome- Ooh this I wanna see!

demon- (O.O) Kagome has an evil side....

Shippo- It might be because of the boast in her ego due to this story!

demon- Wow hmm, I'll make her become quite the evil child in this fic!

Inuyasha and Miroku- (-eyes go wide in fear at what demon would commit-)

Kagome- Yes! I want to maek Sesshomaru look like a kid in this! make him regret challenging me!

demon- Aye Captian! (-gets to typing-)

Sesshomaru- (-growling in the corner-) stupid female mutts

demon- Hey your a mutt to!

Sesshomaru- No I'm-

Kagome- He's a petigree pooch!

demon and Kagome- (-cracks of laughter while Sesshomaru glares at them-)

demon- Okay well if he's a petigree I'm well groomed since I have the tacts of typing other then your speach lord fluffers!

Kagome- I want to use that name!!

demon- Heh heh heh and the clocks of evil have begun to tick!